<?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-4921238067798441868</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:48:35.537+07:00</updated><title type='text'>                             SIMPLE BLOG                </title><subtitle type='html'>Everything must be made as simple as possible. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.andriapriyadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/pic47.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an very inpirative love story, especially for the marriage. You will understand how valuable your love is. Please enjoy reading the true story of true love&lt;br /&gt;Silakan simak suatu kisah cinta berikut ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John dan Jessica telah berumah tangga selama 7 tahun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka saling mencintai, namun Jessica sejak awal menutupi semua perasaan cintanya terhadap John..Ia begitu takut apabila John mengetahui betapa ia mencintai pria itu, John lantas meninggalkannya sebagaimana kekasih-kekasihnya selama ini..Tapi tidak bagi John..Ia selalu menyatakan perasaan cintanya kepada Jessica dengan tulus dan begitu terbuka..Setiap saat ketika bersama Jessica, John selalu menunjukkan cintanya yang besar,  seolah-olah itulah saat akhir John bersama Jessica..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica selalu bersikap tidak menyenangkan terhadap John..Setiap saat dia selalu mencoba menguji seberapa besar cinta John terhadapnya. Jessica selalu mencoba melakukan hal-hal yang keterlaluan dan diluar batas kepada John..Meski Jessica tahu betapa hal itu sungguh salah, namun melihat sikap John yang tetap berlaku baik padanya, membuat Jessica tetap bertahan untuk melihat seberapa besar kesungguhan cinta pria yg dinikahinya itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari pertama pernikahan mereka.. Jessica bangun siang..Dia tidak sempat menyiapkan sarapan untuk John ketika John hendak berangkat kerja..Namun John tetap tersenyum dan mengatakan, “Tidak apa-apa..Nanti aku bisa sarapan di kantor..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat John pulang dari kantor, Jessica tidak sengaja memasak makanan yang tidak disukai John..Meski menyadari hal itu, Jessica tetap memaksakan agar suaminya mau makan makanan itu..John tetap tersenyum dan berkata, ” Wah..sepertinya sudah saatnya aku belajar menghadapi tantangan..Masakanm u sepertinya tantangan yang hebat, sayang..Aku sudah tidak sabar untuk menyantapnya.” Jessica terkejut, tapi tidak mengatakan apa-apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi Malaikat tahu betapa malam-malam saat Jessica terlelap John memanjatkan doa, “Tuhan….Di pagi pertama pernikahan kami Jessica tidak membuatkanku sarapan. Padahal aku begitu ingin bercakap-cakap di meja makan bersamanya sambil membicarakan betapa indah hari ini, di hari pertama kami menjalani kehidupan baru sebagai suami istri.. Tapi tidak apa-apa, Tuhan.. Karena sepertinya Jessica kelelahan setelah resepsi pernikahan kami tadi malam..Bantulah kekasih hatiku ini, Tuhan agar dia boleh punya tenaga yang cukup untuk menghadapi hari baru bersamaku besok..Tuhan, Engkau tau betapa aku tidak bisa makan spaghetti karena pencernaanku yang tidak begitu baik..Tapi sepertinya Jessica sudah bekerja keras untuk masak makanan itu..Mampukan aku untuk menghargai setiap apa yang dilakukan istriku kepadaku, Tuhan..Jangan biarkan aku menyakiti perasaannya meski itu tidak mengenakkan bagiku..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun kedua pernikahan mereka..John membangunkan Jessica pagi-pagi untuk berdoa bersama..Namun Jessica menolak dan lebih memilih melanjutkan tidurnya. John tersenyum dan akhirnya berdoa seorang diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore hari sepulang kantor, John mengajak Jessica berjalan-jalan ke taman..Meski terpaksa, Jessica akhirnya mau juga ke tempat dimana dulu perasaannya begitu berbunga-bunga saat bersama John..Tetapi Jessica menolak rangkulan John, dan berkata, “Jangan, John..Aku malu..”..John tersenyum dan berkata, “Ya, aku mengerti..” Jessica melihat kekecewaan dimata John, namun tidak melakukan apapun untuk menghilangkan kekecewaan itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi Malaikat tahu betapa malam-malam setelah Jessica terlelap, John memanjatkan doanya..” Tuhan..Ampuni aku yang tidak bisa membawa istriku untuk lebih dekat padaMU pagi hari ini..Mungkin tidurnya kurang karena pikirannya yang sedang berat..Tapi aku yakin, Tuhan besok Jessica mau bersama-sama denganku bercakap-cakap kepadaMu..Tuhan, Engkau juga tahu kesedihanku saat Jessica meolak kurangkul ketika ke taman hari ini. Tapi tidak apa-apa Dia sedang datang bulan, mungkin karena itu perasaannya juga jadi lebih sensitive Mampukan aku untuk melihat suasana hati istriku, Tuhan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun ketiga pernikahan mereka. Mereka kini mempunyai seorang putera bernama Mark. Jessica menjadi tidak pernah lagi meneruskan kebiasaannya membaca bersama John sebelum tidur. Jessica semakin sering menolak ciuman John..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica memarahi John habis-habisan sore itu ketika John lupa mencuci tangan saat akan menggendong Mark ketika John pulang kerja..Jessica tahu betapa hal itu membuat John terpukul..Namun idealismenya terhadap mendidik Mark membuat Jessica mengabaikan perasaan John..Dan John tetap tersenyum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi Malaikat tahu betapa malam-malam setelah Jessica terlelap, John memanjatkan doanya..“Tuhan, Engkau tahu betapa sedih hatiku saat ini..Semenjak kelahiran Mark, aku kehilangan begitu banyak waktu bersama Jessica..Aku merindukan saat-saat kami membaca bersama sebelum tidur dan menciuminya sebelum ia tertidur..Tapi tidak apa-apa..Dia begitu capek mengurusi Mark seharian saat aku bekerja di kantor..Hanya saja, biarkanlah dia tetap terus tertidur dalam pelukanku, Tuhan….Karena aku begitu mencintainya. Sore tadi Jessica memarahiku karena aku lupa mencuci tangan saat menggendong Mark, Tuhan..Aku begitu kangen pada anakku sehingga teledor melakukan sebagaimana yg diminta istriku..Engkau tahu betapa aku terluka akan kata-kata Jessica, Tuhan..Tapi tidak apa-apa..Jessica mungkin hanya kuatir terhadap kesehatan anak kami Mark apabila aku langsung menggendongnya. .Kesehatan Mark lebih penting daripada harga  diriku.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun keempat pernikahan mereka.. Jessica tidak ingat memasak makanan kesukaan John di hari ulang tahunnya..Jessica terlalu sibuk belanja sehingga lupa bahwa John selalu minta dibuatkan Blackforest dengan taburan coklat dan ceri diatasnya setiap ulang tahunnya tiba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica juga lupa menyetrika kemeja John yang menyebabkan John terlambat ke kantor pagi itu karena John terpaksa menyetrika sendiri kemejanya..Jessica tau kesalahannya,  namun tidak menganggap hal itu sebagai sesuatu hal yang penting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi Malaikat tahu betapa malam-malam setelah Jessica terlelap, John memanjatkan doanya..“Tuhan, Untuk kali pertama Jessica lupa membuatkan Blackforest kesukaanku di hari ulang tahunku ini..Padahal aku sangat menyukai kue buatannya itu. Menikmati kue Blackforest buatannya membuatku bersyukur mempunyai istri yang pandai memasak sepertinya, dan merasakan cintanya padaku.. Namun tahun ini aku tidak mendapatinya.  Tapi tidak apa-apa..mungkin lebih banyak hal-hal lain yang jauh lebih penting daripada sekedar Blackforest itu. Paling tidak, aku masih mendapatkan senyuman dan ciuman darinya hari ini. Ampuni aku, Tuhan apabila tadi pagi aku lupa tersenyum kepada Jessica..Aku terlalu sibuk menyetrika bajuku dan memikirkan pekerjaanku di kantor..Jessica sepertinya lupa untuk melakukan hal itu, meski aku sudah meminta tolong padanya tadi malam. Jangan biarkan aku melampiaskan emosiku karena dampratan atasanku akibat keterlambatanku hari ini kepada Jessica,  Tuhan.. Jessica mungkin keliru menyetrika kemeja mana yang seharusnya kupakai hari ini.. Lagipula, sepatuku begitu mengkilap..Aku yakin Jessica sudah berusaha keras agar aku kelihatan menarik saat presentasiku tadi..Terima kasih untuk kebaikan istriku, Tuhan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun kelima pernikahan mereka. Jessica menampar dan menyalahkan John karena Mark sakit sepulang mereka berenang..John terlalu asyik bermain-main dengan Mark sehingga tidak menyadari betapa Mark sangat sensitive terhadap dinginnya air kolam renang, yang mengakibatkan Mark terpaksa dirawat dirumah sakit….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica mengancam akan meninggalkan John apabila terjadi apa-apa dengan Mark..Jessica melihat genangan air mata di mata John, namun kekerasan hatinya lebih menguasainya ketimbang perasaan John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi Malaikat tahu betapa saat itu John lantas menuju ke Kapel rumah sakit dan memanjatkan doanya sambil menangis..” Tuhan..Tadi Jessica menamparku karena kelalaianku menjaga Mark sehingga dia sakit.. Belum pernah Jessica bersikap dan berkata sekasar itu padaku, Tuhan..Tapi tidak apa-apa..Jessica benar-benar kuatir terhadap anak kami sehingga ia bersikap demikian..Tapi Tuhan, aku begitu terluka saat ia mengatakan akan meninggalkanku. Engkau tahu betapa ia adalah belahan jiwaku. Jangan biarkan hal itu terjadi, Tuhan..Mungkin dia begitu dikuasai kekuatiran sehingga melampiaskannya padaku..Tidak apa-apa, Tuhan..Tidak apa-apa. Asal dia mendapat ketenangan, aku akan merasa bersyukur sekali.. Dan sembuhkanlah putera kami, Mark agar dia boleh kembali dapat ceria dan bermain-main bersama kami lagi, Tuhan..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun keenam pernikahan mereka.. Jessica semakin menjaga jarak dengan John setelah kehadiran Rebecca, puteri mereka..Jessica tidak pernah lagi menemani John makan malam karena menjaga puteri mereka yang baru berusia 5 bulan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica juga menjual kalung berlian pemberian John dan menggantinya dengan perhiasan lain yang lebih baru. Ketika John mengetahui hal itu, Jessica tau John menahan amarahnya, namun Jessica berdalih, “John, itu hanya kalung berlian biasa. Lagipula, aku bukan menjualnya, melainkan menukarnya dengan perhiasan yang lebih baru..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi Malaikat tahu betapa malam-malam setelah Jessica terlelap, John memanjatkan doanya..“Tuhan, Aku begitu kesepian melewatkan makan malam sendirian tanpa Jessica bersamaku.. Aku begitu ingin terus bercerita dan tertawa bersamanya di meja makan..Engkau tau, itulah penghiburanku untuk melepas kepenatanku setelah seharian bekerja di kantor..Tapi tidak apa-apa..Rebecca tentu lebih membutuhkan perhatiannya daripadaku.. Lagipula, Mark kadang-kadang mau menemaniku.. Hanya saja, jangan biarkan aku memendam sakit hati kepada Jessica karena menjual kalung pemberianku. .Engkau tau begitu lama aku menabung dan bekerja ekstra demi menghadiahinya kalung itu, hanya untuk membuktikan terima kasihku padanya atas kesetiaan dan pengabdiannya sebagai istriku dan ibu dari anak-anakku. Ampuni aku apabila tadi aku sempat berpikir untuk marah padanya..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun ketujuh pernikahan mereka.. Jessica sama sekali tidak mengindahkan kebiasaannya membelai kepala John dan mencium kening suaminya sebelum John berangkat kantor..Padahal Jessica tau, selama ini apabila dia lupa melakukannya, John selalu kembali kerumah siang hari demi mendapatkan belaian dan ciuman Jessica untuknya..Karena John tidak akan pernah tenang bekerja apabila hal itu belum dilakukan Jessica padanya..Jessica tidak mengucapkan I LOVE YOU untuk kali pertama dalam 7 tahun pernikahan mereka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan di tahun ketujuh itu pula, John mengalami kecelakaan saat akan berangkat ke kantor..Ia mengalami pendarahan yang hebat, yang membuatnya terbaring tidak sadarkan diri di ranjang rumah sakit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica begitu terguncang dan terpukul.. Ia begitu takut kehilangan John, suami yang dicintainya. .Yang selalu ada kapan saja dia butuhkan..Yang selalu dengan tersenyum menampung semua emosi dan kemarahannya.  Yang tak pernah berhenti mengatakan betapa John mencintainya. . Tak sedikitpun Jessica beranjak dari sisi tempat tidur John..Tangannya menggenggam erat jemari suaminya yang terbaring lemah tak sadarkan diri..Bibirnya terus mengucapkan I LOVE YOU, karena ia ingat kalau ia belum mengatakan kalimat itu hari ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena begitu sedih dan lelah menunggui John, Jessica tertidur..Dalam tidurnya, malaikat yang selama ini mendengar doa-doa John pada Tuhan membawa Jessica melihat setiap malam yg John lewatkan untuk mendoakan Jessica..Ia menangis sedih melihat ketulusan dan rasa cinta yg besar dari John padanya..Tak sedikitpun John menyalahkannya atas semua sikapnya yang tidak mempedulikan perasaan dan harga diri John selama ini..Alih-alih demikian, John malahan menyalahkan dirinya sendiri.. Jessica menangis menahan perasaannya. Dan untuk kali pertama dalam hidupnya, Jessica berdoa, “Tuhan, ampuni aku yang selama ini menyia-nyiakan rasa cinta suamiku terhadapku..  Ampuni aku yang tidak memahami perasaan dan harga dirinya selama ini.. Beri aku kesempatan untuk menunjukkan cintaku pada suamiku, Tuhan.. Beri aku kesempatan untuk meminta maaf dan melayaninya sebagai suami yang kucintai..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ketika Jessica terbangun, Ia melihat pancaran kasih suaminya menatapnya..” Kamu keliatan begitu lelah, sayang.. Maafkan aku yang tidak berhati-hati menyetir sehingga keadaannya mesti jadi begini dan membuatmu kuatir..Aku tidak konsentrasi saat menyetir karena memikirkan bahwa kau lupa mengatakan I LOVE YOU padaku..”..Belum selesai John berbicara, Jessica lantas menangis keras dan menghambur ke pelukan suaminya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maafkan aku, John..Maafkan aku..I LOVE YOU..I really Love you..Kaulah matahariku, John..Aku tidak bisa bertahan tanpamu..Aku berjanji tidak akan pernah lupa lagi mengatakan betapa aku mencintaimu. .Aku berjanji tidak akan pernah mengabaikan perasaan dan harga dirimu lagi..I LOVE YOU, John..I LOVE YOU.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coba renungkan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berapa banyak diantara kita yg menjadi seperti Jessica? Yang mengabaikan perasaan kekasih hati kita demi kepentingan dan harga diri kita sendiri? Jangan sampai terjadi sesuatu yang berat untuk kita lalui demi menyadari betapa berharganya orang-orang yang mengasihi  kita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih dari itu, cinta yang sesungguhnya adalah ketika kita bisa seperti John, yang mengabaikan kepentingan dirinya dan perasaannya demi menjaga dan menunjukkan cintanya kepada pasangannya. Yang menjadikan pasangan hidup kita sebagai subjek untuk dikasihi dan dilayani, bukan sebaliknya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2834587738999671113?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2834587738999671113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2834587738999671113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2834587738999671113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2834587738999671113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2011/09/inspirative-story.html' title='inspirative story'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6024059499734209865</id><published>2011-09-09T13:33:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:34:15.298+07:00</updated><title type='text'>share nice story..</title><content type='html'>just want to share..&lt;br /&gt;got this from email..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua orang yang baik, tapi, mengapa perkawinan tidak berakhir bahagia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu saya adalah seorang yang sangat baik, sejak kecil, saya melihatnya dengan begitu gigih menjaga keutuhan keluarga. Ia selalu bangun dini hari, memasak bubur yang panas untuk ayah, karena lambung ayah tidak baik, pagi hari hanya bisa makan bubur.  &lt;br /&gt;Setelah itu, masih harus memasak sepanci nasi untuk anak-anak, karena anak-anak sedang dalam masa pertumbuhan, perlu makan nasi, dengan begitu baru tidak akan lapar seharian di sekolah. &lt;br /&gt;Setiap sore, ibu selalu membungkukkan nbadan menyikat panci, setiap panci di rumah kami bisa dijadikan cermin, tidak ada noda sedikikt pun.  &lt;br /&gt;Menjelang malam, dengan giat ibu membersihkan lantai, mengepel seinci demi seinci, lantai di rumah tampak lebih bersih dibanding sisi tempat tidur orang lain, tiada debu sedikit pun meski berjalan dengan kaki telanjang. &lt;br /&gt;Ibu saya adalah seorang w anita yang sangat rajin. &lt;br /&gt;Namun, di mata ayahku, ia (ibu) bukan pasangan yang baik.  &lt;br /&gt;Dalam proses pertumbuhan saya, tidak hanya sekali saja ayah selalu menyatakan kesepiannya dalam perkawinan, tidak memahaminya. &lt;br /&gt;Ayah saya adalah seorang laki-laki yang bertanggung jawab.  &lt;br /&gt;Ia tidak merokok, tidak minum-minuman keras, serius dalam pekerjaan, setiap hari berangkat kerja tepat waktu, bahkan saat libur juga masih mengatur jadwal sekolah anak-anak, mengatur waktu istrirahat anak-anak, ia adalah seorang ayah yang penuh tanggung jawab, mendorong anak-anak untuk berpretasi dalam pelajaran. &lt;br /&gt;Ia suka main catur, suka larut dalam dunia buku-buku kuno.  &lt;br /&gt;Ayah saya adalah seoang laki-laki yang baik, di mata anak-anak, ia maha besar seperti langit, menjaga kami, melindungi kami dan mendidik kami. &lt;br /&gt;Hanya saja, di mata ibuku, ia juga bukan seorang pasangan yang baik, dalam proses pertumbuhan saya, kerap kali saya melihat ibu menangis terisak secara diam diam di sudut halaman. &lt;br /&gt;Ayah menyatakannya dengan kata-kata, sedang ibu dengan aksi, menyatakan kepedihan yang dijalani dalam perkawinan.  &lt;br /&gt;Dalam proses pertumbuhan, aku melihat juga mendengar ketidakberdayaan dalam perkawinan ayah dan ibu, sekaligus merasakan betapa baiknya mereka, dan mereka layak mendapatkan sebuah perkawinan yang baik.  &lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya, dalam masa-masa keberadaan ayah di dunia, kehidupan perkawinan mereka lalui dalam kegagalan, sedangkan aku, juga tumbuh dalam kebingungan, dan aku bertanya pada diriku sendiri : Dua orang yang baik mengapa tidak diiringi dengan perkawinan yang bahagia? &lt;br /&gt;Pengorbanan yang dianggap benar. &lt;br /&gt;Setelah dewasa, saya akhirnya memasuki usia perkawinan, dan secara perlahan Â–lahan saya pun mengetahui akan jawaban ini.  &lt;br /&gt;Di masa awal perkawinan, saya juga sama seperti ibu, berusaha menjaga keutuhan keluarga, menyikat panci dan membersihkan lantai, dengan sungguh-sungguh berusaha memelihara perkawinan sendiri.  &lt;br /&gt;Anehnya, saya tidak merasa bahagia ; dan suamiku sendiri, sepertinya juga tidak bahagia.  &lt;br /&gt;Saya merenung, mungkin lantai kurang bersih, masakan tidak enak, lalu, dengan giat saya membersihkan lantai lagi, dan memasak dengan sepenuh hati. &lt;br /&gt;Namun, rasanya,  kami berdua tetap saja tidak bahagia. .  &lt;br /&gt;Hingga suatu hari, ketika saya sedang sibuk membersihkan lantai, suami saya berkata : istriku, temani aku sejenak mendengar alunan musik! &lt;br /&gt;Dengan mimik tidak senang saya berkata : apa tidak melihat masih ada separoh lantai lagi yang belum di pel ? &lt;br /&gt;Begitu kata-kata ini terlontar, saya pun termenung, kata-kata yang sangat tidak asing di telinga, dalam perkawinan ayah dan ibu saya, ibu juga kerap berkata begitu sama ayah. &lt;br /&gt;Saya sedang mempertunjukkan kembali perkawinan ayah dan ibu, sekaligus mengulang kembali ketidakbahagiaan dalam perkwinan mereka.  &lt;br /&gt;Ada beberapa kesadaran muncul dalam hati saya. &lt;br /&gt;Yang kamu inginkan ? &lt;br /&gt;Saya hentikan sejenak pekerjaan saya, lalu memandang suamiku, dan teringat akan ayah sayaÂ… &lt;br /&gt;Ia selalu tidak mendapatkan pasangan yang dia inginkan dalam perkawinannya, &lt;br /&gt;Waktu ibu menyikat panci lebih lama daripada menemaninya.  &lt;br /&gt;Terus menerus mengerjakan urusan rumah tangga, adalah cara ibu dalam mempertahankan perkawinan, ia memberi ayah sebuah rumah yang bersih, namun, jarang menemaninya, sibuk mengurus rumah, ia berusaha mencintai ayah dengan caranya, dan cara ini adalah mengerjakan urusan rumah tangga. &lt;br /&gt;Dan aku, aku juga menggunakan caraku berusaha mencintai suamiku.  &lt;br /&gt;cara saya juga sama seperti ibu, perkawinan saya sepertinya tengah melangkah ke dalam sebuah cerita, dua orang yang baik mengapa tidak diiringi dengan perkawinan yang bahagia. &lt;br /&gt;Kesadaran saya membuat saya membuat keputusan (pilihan) yang sama. &lt;br /&gt;Saya hentikan sejenak pekerjaan saya, lalu duduk di sisi suami, menemaninya mendengar musik, dan dari kejauhan, saat memandangi kain pel di atas lantai seperti menatapi nasib ibu.  &lt;br /&gt;Saya bertanya pada suamiku :  apa yang kau butuhkan ? &lt;br /&gt;Aku membutuhkanmu untuk menemaniku mendengar musik, rumah kotor sedikit tidak apa-apa-lah, nanti saya carikan pembantu untukmu, dengan begitu kau bisa menemaniku! ujar suamiku. &lt;br /&gt;Saya kira kamu perlu rumah yang bersih, ada yang memasak untukmu, ada yang mencuci pakianmuÂ….dan saya mengatakan sekaligus serentetan hal-hal yang dibutuhkannya.  &lt;br /&gt;Semua itu tidak penting-lah! ujar suamiku. Yang paling kuharapkan adalah kau bisa lebih sering menemaniku.  &lt;br /&gt;Ternyata sia-sia semua pekerjaan yang saya lakukan, hasilnya benar-benar membuat saya terkejut. &lt;br /&gt;Kami meneruskan menikamti kebutuhan masing-masing, dan baru saya sadari ternyata dia juga telah banyak melakukan pekerjaan yang sia-sia, kami memiliki cara masing-masing bagaimana mencintai, namun, bukannya cara pihak kedua. &lt;br /&gt;Jalan kebahagiaan &lt;br /&gt;Sejak itu, saya menderetkan sebuah daftar kebutuhan suami, dan meletakkanya di atas meja buku, &lt;br /&gt;Begitu juga dengan suamiku, dia juga menderetkan sebuah daftar kebutuhanku. &lt;br /&gt;Puluhan kebutuhan yang panjang lebar dan jelas, seperti misalnya, waktu senggang menemani pihak kedua mendengar musik, saling memeluk kalau sempat, setiap pagi memberi sentuhan selamat jalan bila berangkat. &lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hal cukup mudah dilaksanakan, tapi ada juga yang cukup sulit, misalnya dengarkan aku, jangan memberi komentar.  &lt;br /&gt;Ini adalah kebutuhan suami. Kalau saya memberinya usul, dia bilang akan merasa dirinya akan tampak seperti orang bodoh.  &lt;br /&gt;Menurutku, ini benar-benar masalah gengsi laki-laki.  &lt;br /&gt;Saya juga meniru suami tidak memberikan usul, kecuali dia bertanya pada saya, kalau tidak saya hanya boleh mendengar dengan serius, menurut sampai tuntas, demikian juga ketika salah jalan. &lt;br /&gt;Bagi saya ini benar-benar sebuah jalan yang sulit dipelajari, namun, jauh lebih santai daripada mengepel, dan dalam kepuasan kebutuhan kami ini, perkawinan yang kami jalani juga kian hari semakin penuh daya hidup.  &lt;br /&gt;Saat saya lelah, saya memilih beberapa hal yang gampang dikerjakan, misalnya menyetel musik ringan, dan kalau lagi segar bugar merancang perjalanan keluar  kota . &lt;br /&gt;Menariknya, pergi ke taman flora adalah hal bersama dan kebutuhan kami, setiap ada pertikaian, selalu pergi ke taman flora, dan selalu bisa menghibur gejolak hati masing-masing. &lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya, kami saling mengenal dan mencintai juga dikarenakan kesukaan kami pada taman flora, lalu bersama kita menapak ke tirai merah perkawinan, kembali ke taman bisa kembali ke dalam suasana hati yang saling mencintai bertahun-tahun silam. &lt;br /&gt;Bertanya pada pihak kedua : apa yang kau inginkan, kata-kata ini telah menghidupkan sebuah jalan kebahagiaan lain dalam perkawinan.  Keduanya akhirnya melangkah ke jalan bahagia. &lt;br /&gt;Kini, saya tahu kenapa perkawinan ayah ibu tidak bisa bahagia, mereka terlalu bersikeras menggunakan cara sendiri dalam mencintai pihak kedua, bukan mencintai pasangannya dengan cara pihak kedua. &lt;br /&gt;Diri sendiri lelahnya setengah mati, namun, pihak kedua tidak dapat merasakannya, akhirnya ketika menghadapi penantian perkawinan, hati ini juga sudah kecewa dan hancur.  &lt;br /&gt;Karena Tuhan telah menciptakan perkawinan, maka menurut saya, setiap orang pantas dan layak memiliki sebuah perkawinan yang bahagia, asalkan cara yang kita pakai itu tepat, menjadi orang yang dibutuhkan pihak kedua! Bukannya memberi atas keinginan kita sendiri, perkawinan yang baik, pasti dapat diharapkan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6024059499734209865?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6024059499734209865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6024059499734209865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6024059499734209865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6024059499734209865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2011/09/share-nice-story.html' title='share nice story..'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-1515475916216267215</id><published>2011-08-05T13:53:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T13:58:54.123+07:00</updated><title type='text'>iridescent</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xLYiIBCN9ec?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were standing in the wake of devastation&lt;br /&gt;when you were waiting on the edge of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;with the cataclysm raining down, insides crying save me now&lt;br /&gt;you were there and possibly alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel cold and lost in desperation&lt;br /&gt;you build up all the failures all you've known&lt;br /&gt;remember all the sadness and frustration&lt;br /&gt;and let it go, let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the burst of light that blinded every angel&lt;br /&gt;as if the sky had blown the heavens into stars&lt;br /&gt;you felt the gravity of temper grace falling into empty space&lt;br /&gt;no one there to catch you in there arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel cold and lost in desperation&lt;br /&gt;you build up all the failures all you've known&lt;br /&gt;remember all the sadness and frustration&lt;br /&gt;and let it go, let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel cold and lost in desperation&lt;br /&gt;you build up all the failures all you've known&lt;br /&gt;remember all the sadness and frustration&lt;br /&gt;and let it go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it go&lt;br /&gt;let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it go&lt;br /&gt;let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel cold and lost in desperation&lt;br /&gt;you build up all the failures all you've known&lt;br /&gt;remember all the sadness and frustration&lt;br /&gt;and let it go, let it go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-1515475916216267215?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1515475916216267215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=1515475916216267215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7600026212789966408</id><published>2011-06-27T15:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T15:38:15.778+07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah~</title><content type='html'>need something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln1kjjz51W1qajjdco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 170px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln1kjjz51W1qajjdco1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget - remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnco2fOzDj1qb13xjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 472px; height: 334px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnco2fOzDj1qb13xjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u_u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7600026212789966408?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7600026212789966408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7600026212789966408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7600026212789966408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7600026212789966408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2011/06/blah.html' title='blah~'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-8798690934990382040</id><published>2011-06-11T03:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T03:41:40.023+07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday</title><content type='html'>i just got birthday day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;10 june..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happpy birthday to me.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, i got 500gb new external harddisk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-8798690934990382040?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8798690934990382040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=8798690934990382040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8798690934990382040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8798690934990382040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2011/06/birthday.html' 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(it's about two months ago), i went to vietnam to attend sharepoint event "sharing the point asia 2011".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with two co-workers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a pic on the jetstar.. not a good aeroplane.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189963_10150208133393448_819173447_8985873_1747651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189963_10150208133393448_819173447_8985873_1747651_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/198436_10150208327578448_819173447_8987883_5230289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 576px; height: 432px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/198436_10150208327578448_819173447_8987883_5230289_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gadget on the plane.. lol.. actually, you are prohibited to take a pic on a plane when you take off.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198436_10150208327593448_819173447_8987886_6977641_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 576px; height: 432px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198436_10150208327593448_819173447_8987886_6977641_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here's the event... at ho chi min city, vietnam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/199847_10150203974488448_819173447_8951053_7109201_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/199847_10150203974488448_819173447_8951053_7109201_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paper is on vietnese language.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196402_10150204002068448_819173447_8951394_4900790_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 540px; height: 720px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196402_10150204002068448_819173447_8951394_4900790_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196155_10150203998948448_819173447_8951366_4058524_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196155_10150203998948448_819173447_8951366_4058524_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. where am i?  it's blur.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190650_10150208123793448_819173447_8985696_3158920_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190650_10150208123793448_819173447_8985696_3158920_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. now the hotel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196432_10150208327423448_819173447_8987876_885697_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196432_10150208327423448_819173447_8987876_885697_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197533_10150203607198448_819173447_8946092_529099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197533_10150203607198448_819173447_8946092_529099_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198436_10150208327573448_819173447_8987882_7626784_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 404px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198436_10150208327573448_819173447_8987882_7626784_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food at the hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196432_10150208327433448_819173447_8987878_2037015_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 576px; height: 432px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196432_10150208327433448_819173447_8987878_2037015_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196432_10150208327438448_819173447_8987879_4597724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196432_10150208327438448_819173447_8987879_4597724_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ho chi min city photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197845_10150208120043448_819173447_8985651_7659725_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197845_10150208120043448_819173447_8985651_7659725_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big kathedral on ho chi min.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/189156_10150207533463448_819173447_8981282_3946561_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 480px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/189156_10150207533463448_819173447_8981282_3946561_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside the museum near kathedral..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199405_10150208118993448_819173447_8985630_6875574_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199405_10150208118993448_819173447_8985630_6875574_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gratz for the wedding.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/199819_10150208128263448_819173447_8985764_2742370_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/199819_10150208128263448_819173447_8985764_2742370_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;river view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200367_10150208130168448_819173447_8985795_3353421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200367_10150208130168448_819173447_8985795_3353421_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200254_10150208129068448_819173447_8985779_481991_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200254_10150208129068448_819173447_8985779_481991_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198201_10150208126578448_819173447_8985739_2389597_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198201_10150208126578448_819173447_8985739_2389597_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200367_10150208130148448_819173447_8985792_7553431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200367_10150208130148448_819173447_8985792_7553431_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's eat pho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200389_10150208131048448_819173447_8985817_3839179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200389_10150208131048448_819173447_8985817_3839179_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196903_10150208131518448_819173447_8985825_4524833_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196903_10150208131518448_819173447_8985825_4524833_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. here's my photos on singapore. I got two days transit.. too bad, i didnt' meet my college friend on singapore.. just because i noted the wrong cellphone number.  =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esplanade mall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200797_10150208121078448_819173447_8985660_7543989_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200797_10150208121078448_819173447_8985660_7543989_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190064_10150208122403448_819173447_8985673_2350542_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190064_10150208122403448_819173447_8985673_2350542_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190064_10150208122413448_819173447_8985675_5407400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190064_10150208122413448_819173447_8985675_5407400_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merlion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200797_10150208121083448_819173447_8985661_1556043_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200797_10150208121083448_819173447_8985661_1556043_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at changi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189868_10150207522798448_819173447_8981129_508795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189868_10150207522798448_819173447_8981129_508795_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna see the complete photos.. see it on my facebook album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i lost my one million vsd when i bought shirts (ipho"ne" shirts) on ho chi min.. oh man..!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave two pieces five hundred thousands vsd for fifty thousands. (500.000 ==&gt; 50.000)&lt;br /&gt;Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. just have to be carefull wherever you go shopping.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= the end =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6265872170386206361?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6265872170386206361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6265872170386206361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6265872170386206361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6265872170386206361'/><link 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border="0" alt="" /&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;Men Are Just Happier People-- What do you expect from such simple creatures? Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100. People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. You only have to shave your face and neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can play with toys all your life. One wallet and one pair of shoes -- one color for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can 'do' your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder men are happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to the women who can handle it and to the men who will enjoy reading it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5784467431131930755?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5784467431131930755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5784467431131930755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5784467431131930755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5784467431131930755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-men-are-never-depressed.html' title='Why Men Are Never Depressed'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-3809144631288494832</id><published>2011-01-04T08:54:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:55:58.543+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcThDybaIJVaxBOztIHuBeavgdxzMspEIK9HgSrHNaIECr7TGSAuvw"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 189px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcThDybaIJVaxBOztIHuBeavgdxzMspEIK9HgSrHNaIECr7TGSAuvw" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spertinya telat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-3809144631288494832?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3809144631288494832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=3809144631288494832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3809144631288494832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3809144631288494832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2039912882383071311</id><published>2010-12-28T07:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T07:48:58.408+07:00</updated><title type='text'>merry x mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myspaceanimations.com/images/simpsons-christmas-cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 565px; height: 452px;" src="http://www.myspaceanimations.com/images/simpsons-christmas-cartoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry xmas all ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2039912882383071311?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2039912882383071311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2039912882383071311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2039912882383071311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2039912882383071311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-x-mas.html' title='merry x mas'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7380908811618175520</id><published>2010-12-23T16:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T16:57:00.814+07:00</updated><title type='text'>angry</title><content type='html'>duit lembur ga dapet..&lt;br /&gt;duit dipotong buat tunjangan pensiun.. gara'' baru diangkat permanen.. &lt;br /&gt;kerjaan numpuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6yas45i7M1qb13xjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6yas45i7M1qb13xjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems that not angry anymore..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7380908811618175520?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7380908811618175520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7380908811618175520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7380908811618175520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7380908811618175520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/angry.html' title='angry'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7335209834593802277</id><published>2010-12-21T16:53:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T17:00:37.365+07:00</updated><title type='text'>marco win!</title><content type='html'>ada yg ketinggalan..&lt;br /&gt;hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kmrn pas acara klik cafe di siam square bareng bung arief rahman (salah satu tokoh pembicara).. ada acara pembagian award.. marco (smacem kek organisasi di perusahaan) salah satu organisasi yg gw aktif di perusahaan, menangin SUPER-COP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marco itu apa?&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manajemen risiko community gitu dah.. organisasi yg kegiatannya berkaitan dengan risiko.. menang karena paling aktif, paling solid, paling dll dll dibanding organisasi laennya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay..&lt;br /&gt;lumayan lah poto'' ama hadiah plakatnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB5YNnXzbI/AAAAAAAAANU/o8Xw_6wUFVQ/s1600/IMG_5074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB5YNnXzbI/AAAAAAAAANU/o8Xw_6wUFVQ/s400/IMG_5074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553071797426441650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gratz.. ٩(^‿^)۶&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7335209834593802277?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7335209834593802277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7335209834593802277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7335209834593802277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7335209834593802277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/marco-win.html' title='marco win!'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB5YNnXzbI/AAAAAAAAANU/o8Xw_6wUFVQ/s72-c/IMG_5074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-1836295432554587427</id><published>2010-12-21T16:39:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T16:52:44.549+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mekarsari and doorprize</title><content type='html'>hola..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada yg pernah ke mekarsari? itu taman buah yg tempatnya di deket kota legenda wisata. kemaren gw baru pergi ke sana pada hari minggu scara acara kantor pula.. kalo ga mah ga mao minggu pagi dah metik'' buah d sono..&lt;br /&gt;pergi ke sana tanggal 19 desember kemaren.. pegi bareng rivki, doni, mbak teni, dan razif.. huhuhuu.. sampe di tekape jem 6 pagi. hoam.. ngantuk bener dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berikut beberapa poto''nya (dari kamera ari.. dimana gw ga sempet gaya.. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB3aiWpD4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/lU25HciVguw/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB3aiWpD4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/lU25HciVguw/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553069638329896834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini pas pertama mo jalan pegi metik buah d mekarsari.. hmm..&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/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB3b8kCW3I/AAAAAAAAANM/gkEWDdYCR90/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB3b8kCW3I/AAAAAAAAANM/gkEWDdYCR90/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553069662545271666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini foto ama si ari. hmm.. rada ngantuk ga siap dipoto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB3bdR-cRI/AAAAAAAAANE/lSVcteoOBDE/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB3bdR-cRI/AAAAAAAAANE/lSVcteoOBDE/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553069654148018450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klo yg ini mala abis nguap lebar.. buru'' mingkem.. jadinya mala aneh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB3bC3x0OI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0zExYkGHlFs/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB3bC3x0OI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0zExYkGHlFs/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553069647058817250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klo yg ini d jembatan gantung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. apa aja yg gw dapet dari mekarsari..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- belimbing&lt;br /&gt;- salak&lt;br /&gt;- melon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doorprize..&lt;br /&gt;huhuhuhuhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah 3x acara bagi'' doorprize outing, family gathering, dll.. &lt;br /&gt;gw ga perna dapet !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhuhuhhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ಠ_ರೃ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah mari sama'' berharap dan berdoa supaya tahun depan gw dapet dah.. masa ia sih tiap kali dibagiin ga dapet''.. yg dibagiin itu 30 biji.. peluangnya 1 : 3 padahal !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. karena dah jem 5.. saaatnya siap'' tenggo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-1836295432554587427?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1836295432554587427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=1836295432554587427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1836295432554587427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1836295432554587427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/mekarsari-and-doorprize.html' title='mekarsari and doorprize'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TRB3aiWpD4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/lU25HciVguw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6841064238467656918</id><published>2010-12-17T11:33:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T11:34:50.935+07:00</updated><title type='text'>just random post..</title><content type='html'>random pics on tumblr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcxl2wHy0i1qb13xjo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 340px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcxl2wHy0i1qb13xjo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcx0gsB5MF1qb13xjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcx0gsB5MF1qb13xjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy friday~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6841064238467656918?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6841064238467656918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6841064238467656918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6841064238467656918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6841064238467656918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-random-post.html' title='just random post..'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2568640912883520192</id><published>2010-12-15T10:02:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T10:29:02.595+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad week (monday - wednesday)  :((</title><content type='html'>#monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ7GdZ7grPnFtT6DyHtqSATB2WmdMXils5eaABhiT72KJg0m2Jf"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 197px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ7GdZ7grPnFtT6DyHtqSATB2WmdMXils5eaABhiT72KJg0m2Jf" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my agenda was lost on ritz carlton.. seems like my agenda was taken by sexy woman who sat beside me. damn. all my items on my bag were lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQWgh6lKgt0otiuL6Oo99INuqtxRP5o7pDXIw3Ds7rdGjqp6ukMrA"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 153px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQWgh6lKgt0otiuL6Oo99INuqtxRP5o7pDXIw3Ds7rdGjqp6ukMrA" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was going home after work.. my handphone was missing on the bus.. someone took it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt it. then i ask the officer to search on passenger. and called my phone number..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,by magic.. my hp was found on the corner... wew.. &lt;br /&gt;if i knew the culprit.. i will surely make sure that the culprit get the punishment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. my agenda was delivered back too to my office from the sexy lady. but it was sent by post.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0811-1015-4043_Man_Late_For_Work_clipart_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 329px;" src="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0811-1015-4043_Man_Late_For_Work_clipart_image.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. today.. i'm late.. blah!&lt;br /&gt;got cutoff 30 thousand rupiah..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late for ten minutes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#!%^&amp;*()_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wiw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think.. i have to extend more my patience level..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2568640912883520192?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2568640912883520192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2568640912883520192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2568640912883520192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2568640912883520192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/bad-week-monday-wednesday.html' title='bad week (monday - wednesday)  :(('/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-4310727718707570654</id><published>2010-12-03T13:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:38:19.520+07:00</updated><title type='text'>T_T</title><content type='html'>“Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not all still friends.”&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://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmJESnY1ZnplM2hHMVBfRnM1dF9abGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmJESnY1ZnplM2hHMVBfRnM1dF9abGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-4310727718707570654?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4310727718707570654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=4310727718707570654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/4310727718707570654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/4310727718707570654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/tt.html' title='T_T'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2841011255785203882</id><published>2010-12-03T09:18:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T09:22:29.181+07:00</updated><title type='text'>iseng di pagi hari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TPhUX78TTRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/27gl9mZJ--w/s1600/new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TPhUX78TTRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/27gl9mZJ--w/s400/new.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546275711311105298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iseng d kantor pagi hari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy friday~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2841011255785203882?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2841011255785203882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2841011255785203882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2841011255785203882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2841011255785203882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/iseng-di-pagi-hari.html' title='iseng di pagi hari'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/TPhUX78TTRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/27gl9mZJ--w/s72-c/new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7550298641597911796</id><published>2010-12-01T12:24:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:29:22.381+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, your account is temporarily unavailable.</title><content type='html'>Sorry, your account is temporarily unavailable. Please log in to www.facebook.com from your computer and follow the instructions given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada yg pernah dapet ginian?? this make your day semakin buruk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mobile facebook nya error.. terus pas diakses ke www.facebook.com bisa login, trus disuru ganti nama.. katanya nama gw ga valid.. ga bisa dikasi tulisan aneh''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas coba ganti, ktnya invalid.. disuru coba lagi 1 jam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#%$^&amp;*!@#$%^&amp;*()_)(*&amp;^#$%^&amp;*()@#$%^&amp;*()()!@#$%^&amp;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidur siang aja dah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7550298641597911796?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7550298641597911796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7550298641597911796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7550298641597911796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7550298641597911796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/sorry-your-account-is-temporarily.html' title='Sorry, your account is temporarily unavailable.'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2783870294182760737</id><published>2010-11-29T17:03:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:24:16.669+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hansel tanuwijaya on web</title><content type='html'>okay.. now i'm bored.. at the office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan tiba'' pengen iseng telusurin nama sendiri di search engine mbah google..&lt;br /&gt;slaen ngasilin link facebook dan hal laennya yg biasa.. gw nemu link url yg "ga biasa"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tanitualing.wordpress.com/2010/11/10/mesin-penerjemah/&lt;br /&gt;(feels shock.. there's someone who read my article.. LoL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://repository.ui.ac.id/contents/koleksi/8/cf134792f26589dafbd50051bf9221b5c04df40e.pdf&lt;br /&gt;(hahaha.. feels cocky..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://fws.cs.ui.ac.id/BatikInformationRetriever/&lt;br /&gt;(feels nostalgic.. my first research..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.garuda.dikti.go.id/jurnal/proses?q=pengarang:Tanuwijaya&lt;br /&gt;(feels weird.. garuda eh..?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://jiki.cs.ui.ac.id/index.php/jiki/search/authors?searchInitial=&amp;authorsPage=2#authors&lt;br /&gt;(feels proud.. my first national journal.. hahaha.. don't know if i'm gonna write the second..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ir.cs.ui.ac.id/alumni-eng.php&lt;br /&gt;(feels nostalgic again.. ir.. information retrieval lab.. u_u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://staf.cs.ui.ac.id/~maruli/teaching.php&lt;br /&gt;(hmm... thank you sir..  \\(*_*)  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://forum.kafegaul.com/archive/index.php/t-173596.html   &lt;br /&gt;(hmm.. this is the most weird.. lol. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep searching..~&lt;br /&gt;XD~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2783870294182760737?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2783870294182760737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2783870294182760737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2783870294182760737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2783870294182760737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/hansel-tanuwijaya-on-web.html' title='hansel tanuwijaya on web'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-8122283818136113242</id><published>2010-11-29T07:52:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T08:00:02.882+07:00</updated><title type='text'>And it is always, always, always yours</title><content type='html'>recently, i like to listening this song..&lt;br /&gt;switchfoot - always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe because it's best to describe what my feelings right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song.. two thumbs up.. i even found the chord too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://community.switchfoot.com/community/index.php?showtopic=9937&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.housemusicmontreal.com/images/uploads/1_428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.housemusicmontreal.com/images/uploads/1_428.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oq8xIOoeYcc/SwW_nqkWk1I/AAAAAAAAAJc/NKGt7LcAMbM/s400/Switchfoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oq8xIOoeYcc/SwW_nqkWk1I/AAAAAAAAAJc/NKGt7LcAMbM/s400/Switchfoot.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the star, this is your heart&lt;br /&gt;This is the day you were born&lt;br /&gt;This is the sun, these are your lungs&lt;br /&gt;This is the day you were born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am always, always, always yours&lt;br /&gt;And I am always, always, always yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the scars deep in your heart&lt;br /&gt;This is the place you were born&lt;br /&gt;And this is the hole where most of your soul comes ripping out&lt;br /&gt;From the places you've been torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is always, always, always yours&lt;br /&gt;And I am always, I'm always, I'm always yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, I'm caving in&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, I'm in love again&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, I'm a wretched man&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, every breath is a second chance, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is always, always, always yours&lt;br /&gt;And I am always, I'm always, always yours&lt;br /&gt;Always, always, I'm always yours, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;Always, always, I am always yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-8122283818136113242?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8122283818136113242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=8122283818136113242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8122283818136113242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8122283818136113242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/recently-i-like-to-listening-this-song.html' title='And it is always, always, always yours'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oq8xIOoeYcc/SwW_nqkWk1I/AAAAAAAAAJc/NKGt7LcAMbM/s72-c/Switchfoot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-8641961765490153368</id><published>2010-11-19T08:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T08:47:05.294+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ten chinese wisdoms</title><content type='html'>Berikut adalah 10 kearifan dari negeri China (Chinese wisdom):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Perjalanan seribu mil diawali dengan sebuah langkah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sebuah batu permata tidak bisa dipoles tanpa gesekan, seperti halnya seorang&lt;br /&gt;manusia disempurnakan dengan cobaan hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lebih baik menyalakan lilin daripada mengutuk kegelapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Yang bertanya seperti orang bodoh selama lima menit lebih baik daripada yang&lt;br /&gt;tidak bertanya, karena ia tetap bodoh selamanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jika Anda ingin tak seorang pun mengetahuinya, jangan melakukannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Berikan seseorang seekor ikan, dan Anda memberinya makan untuk sehari.&lt;br /&gt;Ajarkan seseorang untuk menangkap ikan, dan Anda memberinya makan untuk seumur&lt;br /&gt;hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Waktu terbaik untuk menanam sebuah pohon adalah dua puluh tahun yang lalu.&lt;br /&gt;Waktu terbaik kedua, adalah: mulailah hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bila Anda ingin tahu masa lalu Anda: lihatlah kondisi Anda saat ini. Bila&lt;br /&gt;Anda ingin tahu masa depan Anda: lihatlah tindakan-tindakan Anda saat ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sebuah pembicaraan dengan seorang bijak adalah lebih baik daripada sepuluh&lt;br /&gt;tahun menuntut ilmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Hidup sebagian adalah apa yang kita tentukan, dan sebagian lagi ditentukan&lt;br /&gt;oleh teman-teman yang kita pilih.﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another notes to make your life better..&lt;br /&gt;hope so~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-8641961765490153368?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8641961765490153368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=8641961765490153368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8641961765490153368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8641961765490153368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/ten-chinese-wisdoms.html' title='ten chinese wisdoms'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-869861560057469747</id><published>2010-11-11T17:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T17:08:01.329+07:00</updated><title type='text'>empty</title><content type='html'>feels empty..&lt;br /&gt;hmph..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-869861560057469747?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/869861560057469747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=869861560057469747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/869861560057469747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/869861560057469747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/empty.html' title='empty'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7952886441286008712</id><published>2010-10-25T13:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T13:55:48.797+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kecantikan hati</title><content type='html'>Suatu pagi seorang gadis berkata pada Ibunya,&lt;br /&gt;" Ibu, engkau selalu terlihat cantik, aku ingin sepertimu, beritahulah aku sesuatu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan tatapan dan senyum haru, sang Ibu pun menjawab,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Untuk Bibir yg Menarik, Ucapkanlah Perkataan yang baik... "&lt;br /&gt; "Untuk Pipi yang Lesung, Tebarkanlah Senyum Ikhlas mu di muka bumi... "&lt;br /&gt; "Untuk Mata Indah Menawan, Lihatlah selalu Kebaikan orang lain... "&lt;br /&gt; "Untuk Tubuh yang Langsing, Sisihkan Makanan mu bagi fakir miskin..."&lt;br /&gt; "Untuk Jemari Tangan yang Lentik Menawan, Hitunglah Dosa dan Pujianmu untuk Tuhan."&lt;br /&gt;:$ "Untuk Wajah Putih Bercahaya, Basuhlah Muka dgn air Ɣƍ bersih... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakku......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Kε‎​​​cαπτίƙαπ Fίsίƙ αƙαπ Puđαŗ oĺε‎​​​н‎ Wαƙτu, Тαρĭ Kε‎​​​cαπτίƙαπ Pε‎​​​ŗίĺαƙu ταƙ αƙαπ Puđαŗ мε‎​​​sƙί oĺε‎​​​н‎ Kε‎​​​мατίαπ ..".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7952886441286008712?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7952886441286008712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7952886441286008712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7952886441286008712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7952886441286008712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/kecantikan-hati.html' title='kecantikan hati'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7067778998532906864</id><published>2010-10-22T15:33:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T15:35:07.198+07:00</updated><title type='text'>random pics..</title><content type='html'>some inspiring pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGsreexPmwc/TMCXYqCTo7I/AAAAAAAABUE/CyPzQVRHExM/s400/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VGsreexPmwc/TMCXYqCTo7I/AAAAAAAABUE/CyPzQVRHExM/s400/51.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://twentytwowords.com/wp-content/uploads/shadow-5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 609px; height: 412px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://twentytwowords.com/wp-content/uploads/shadow-5.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://twentytwowords.com/wp-content/uploads/shadow-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://twentytwowords.com/wp-content/uploads/shadow-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i had bought new glassess.. yay.. new ck glassesss..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7067778998532906864?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7067778998532906864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7067778998532906864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7067778998532906864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7067778998532906864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-pics.html' title='random pics..'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-8475149617805216809</id><published>2010-10-21T09:16:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T09:19:45.602+07:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy</title><content type='html'>recently.. i have been listening to this song..&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/_msw4jgvEmrk/SKqgNe-MTdI/AAAAAAAAAr4/9ip1p-BHzRo/s400/anggun_crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msw4jgvEmrk/SKqgNe-MTdI/AAAAAAAAAr4/9ip1p-BHzRo/s400/anggun_crazy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali bermimpi&lt;br /&gt;Aku menunggu datangnya kamu&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali ku tahu&lt;br /&gt;Kau buat hati ku tersipu&lt;br /&gt;Walau Cuma sekejap&lt;br /&gt;Gelisah hilang, dan mungkin lenyap&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali terjadi, engkau membuatku terpana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang aku mau hanya dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Kau seorang&lt;br /&gt;Yang aku mau jadi milikmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that it's true&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody as I am crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows that I'm crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;You know that it's true&lt;br /&gt;Promised you the world that go crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you&lt;br /&gt;Everything you do makes me crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lagi ku mencari&lt;br /&gt;Yang aku rindu ada disini&lt;br /&gt;Tak lagi aku sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Wajahmu terlukis dihati&lt;br /&gt;Engkau matahariku&lt;br /&gt;Bersinar pagi, sinar malam ku&lt;br /&gt;Hati yang dulu biru&lt;br /&gt;Kini tertawa karena mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that it's true&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you&lt;br /&gt;You make me going crazy&lt;br /&gt;Know that it's true&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you&lt;br /&gt;You make me going crazy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-8475149617805216809?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8475149617805216809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=8475149617805216809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8475149617805216809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8475149617805216809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/crazy.html' title='crazy'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msw4jgvEmrk/SKqgNe-MTdI/AAAAAAAAAr4/9ip1p-BHzRo/s72-c/anggun_crazy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-142031292369858535</id><published>2010-10-11T10:22:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T10:27:22.120+07:00</updated><title type='text'>another random inspiring pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://spudcomics.com/comics/2010-10-09-cow.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 547px; height: 573px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://spudcomics.com/comics/2010-10-09-cow.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.geekculture.com/joyoftech/joyimages/1452.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 693px; height: 613px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.geekculture.com/joyoftech/joyimages/1452.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://spudcomics.com/comics/2010-10-08-giraffe.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 544px; height: 610px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://spudcomics.com/comics/2010-10-08-giraffe.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-142031292369858535?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/142031292369858535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=142031292369858535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/142031292369858535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/142031292369858535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-random-inspiring-pics.html' title='another random inspiring pics'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-83303539411391136</id><published>2010-10-06T17:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T17:01:50.940+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rahasia Wanita Yang Tidak Boleh Dibaca Wanita  :)</title><content type='html'>Memang tidak ada yang mengetahui apa isi hati setiap wanita. Apalagi isi hati kaum perempuan terkadang sulit untuk diterka. Terkadang ingin A tapi besoknya bisa berubah jadi B. Bagaimana dengan rahasia-rahasia wanita yang ada dalam hati, berikut rahasianya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bila seorang wanita mengatakan dia sedang bersedih,tetapi dia tidak meneteskan airmata,itu berarti dia sedang menangis di dalam hatinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bila dia tidak menghiraukan kamu setelah kamu menyakiti hatinya,lebih baik kamu beri dia waktu untuk menenangkan hatinya sebelum kamu menegur dengan ucapan maaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanita sulit untuk mencari sesuatu yang dia benci tentang orang yang paling dia sayang (karena itu banyak wanita yang patah hati bila hubungannya putus di tengah jalan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jika sorang wanita jatuh cinta dengan seorang lelaki,lelaki itu akan sentiasa ada di pikirannya walaupun ketika dia sedang dengan lelaki lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bila lelaki yang dia cintai merenung tajam ke dalam matanya,dia akan cair seperti coklat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Wanita memang menyukai pujian tetapi selalu tidak tahu cara menerima pujian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Jika kamu tidak suka dengan gadis yang menyukai kamu setengah mati,tolak cintanya dengan lembut,jangan kasar karena ada satu semangat dalam diri wanita yang kamu tak akan tahu bila dia telah membuat keputusan,dia akan melakukan apa saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Jika seorang gadis sedang menjauhkan diri darimu setelah kamu tolak cintanya,biarkan dia untuk seketika.Jika kamu masih ingin menganggap dia seorang kawan,cobalah tegur dia perlahan-lahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Wanita suka meluahkan apa yang mereka rasa.Musik,puisi,lukisan dan tulisan adalah cara termudah mereka meluahkan isi hati mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Jangan sesekali beritahu kepada perempuan tentang apa yang membuat mereka langsung merasa tak berguna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Bersikap terlalu serius bisa mematikan mood wanita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Bila pertama kali lelaki yang dicintainya sedang diam memberikan respon positif,misalnya menghubunginya melalui telepon,si gadis akan bersikap acuh tak acuh seolah-olah tidak berminat,tetapi sebenarnya dia akan berteriak senang dan tak sampai sepuluh minit,semua teman-temannya akan tahu berita tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Sebuah senyuman memberi seribu arti bagi wanita.Jadi jangan senyum sembarangan kepada wanita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Jika kamu menyukai sorang wanita, mulailah dengan persahabatan.Kemudian biarkan dia mengenalmu lebih dalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Jika sorang wanita memberi seribu satu alasan setiap kali kamu ajak keluar,tinggalkan dia karena dia memang tak berminat denganmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Tetapi jika dalam waktu yang sama dia menghubungimu atau menunggu panggilan darimu,teruskan usahamu untuk memikatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Jangan sesekali menebak apa yang dirasakannya.Tanya dia sendiri!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Setelah sorang gadis jatuh cinta,dia akan sering bertanya-tanya mengapa aku tak bertemu lelaki ini lebih awal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Kalau kamu masih mencari-cari cara yang paling romantis untuk memikat hati sorang gadis,bacalah buku-buku cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Bila setiap kali melihat foto bersama,yang pertama dicari oleh wanita ialah siapa yang berdiri di sebelah buah hatinya,kemudian barulah dirinya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Mantan pacarnya akan selalu ada di pikirannya tetapi lelaki yang dicintainya sekarang akan berada di tempat teristimewa di hatinya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Satu ucapan ‘Hi’ saja sudah cukup menceriakan harinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Teman baiknya saja yang tahu apa yang sedang dia rasa dan lalui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Wanita paling benci lelaki yang berbaik-baik dengan mereka semata-mata untuk menggaet kawan mereka yang paling cantik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Cinta berarti kesetiaan, jujur dan kebahagiaan tanpa syarat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Semua wanita menginginkan seorang lelaki yang dicintainya dengan sepenuh hati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Senjata wanita adalah airmata!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Wanita suka jika sesekali orang yang disayanginya memberi surprise buatnya (hadiah, bunga atau sekadar kata-kata romantis).Mereka akan terharu dan merasakan bahwa dirinya dicintai setulus hati.Dengan ini dia tak akan ragu-ragu terhadapmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Wanita mudah jatuh hati pada lelaki yang perhatian padanya dan baik terhadapnya.So,kalau mau memikat wanita pandai-pandailah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Sebenarnya mudah mengambil hati wanita kerena apa yang dia mau hanyalah perasaan dicintai dan disayangi sepenuh jiwa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-83303539411391136?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/83303539411391136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=83303539411391136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/83303539411391136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/83303539411391136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/rahasia-wanita-yang-tidak-boleh-dibaca.html' title='Rahasia Wanita Yang Tidak Boleh Dibaca Wanita  :)'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2114291714625857140</id><published>2010-09-20T09:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T09:56:17.193+07:00</updated><title type='text'>another goods offering job</title><content type='html'>just rejected the offering just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that it is good offering..&lt;br /&gt;salary 8++..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oil company too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but once again i think that i'm not ready enough to trade all my life into working late until 10.pm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i wanna enjoy my life @ my current places.. maybe one - two years again..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck..&lt;br /&gt;i hope my decision is not wrong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2114291714625857140?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2114291714625857140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2114291714625857140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2114291714625857140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2114291714625857140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-goods-offering-job.html' title='another goods offering job'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-8657287375416381926</id><published>2010-09-17T08:27:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:51:34.795+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first national journal paper published</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my university lecturer email me..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he emailed me about my paper that i wrote one year ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of nostalgic..&lt;br /&gt;miss the old days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the links..&lt;br /&gt;**bhwhwhahahha.. feel cocky..**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://jiki.cs.ui.ac.id/index.php/jiki/issue/view/1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://jiki.cs.ui.ac.id/index.php/jiki/search/authors?searchInitial=&amp;authorsPage=2#authors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big thank for mr hisar maruli manurung&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-8657287375416381926?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8657287375416381926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=8657287375416381926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8657287375416381926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8657287375416381926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-first-national-journal-paper.html' title='my first national journal paper published'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6397902798260867420</id><published>2010-08-01T13:40:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T13:46:15.955+07:00</updated><title type='text'>some random pics..</title><content type='html'>cute pic that everyone make this pic on facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4kzpfgutM1qawsl1o1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 350px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4kzpfgutM1qawsl1o1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspirational pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2ih70ayV51qzcmcno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 340px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2ih70ayV51qzcmcno1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6397902798260867420?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6397902798260867420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6397902798260867420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6397902798260867420'/><link 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href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://verydemotivational.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/demotivational-posters-evil-chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 492px; height: 454px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://verydemotivational.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/demotivational-posters-evil-chair.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGsreexPmwc/TEbgmURJsuI/AAAAAAAABG4/kjX_mQYQ86A/s1600/37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGsreexPmwc/TEbgmURJsuI/AAAAAAAABG4/kjX_mQYQ86A/s1600/37.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6304530091523531644?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6304530091523531644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6304530091523531644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6304530091523531644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6304530091523531644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-funny-pics.html' title='Another funny pics'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VGsreexPmwc/TEbgmURJsuI/AAAAAAAABG4/kjX_mQYQ86A/s72-c/37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-8217881360332204809</id><published>2010-07-15T13:15:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:27:05.343+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody?</title><content type='html'>Are u moody?&lt;br /&gt;yes i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found some tips..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Change your action and body language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://u.kaskus.us/5/gazm5giv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 677px; height: 600px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/5/gazm5giv.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Change your focus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://u.kaskus.us/5/ygl4s5dt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 177px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/5/ygl4s5dt.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://u.kaskus.us/5/9kerfwqj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 525px; height: 440px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/5/9kerfwqj.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Change your perception in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://u.kaskus.us/5/zmeajjrg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 391px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/5/zmeajjrg.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Change your environment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://u.kaskus.us/5/dafxxthm.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 482px; height: 422px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/5/dafxxthm.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Change the input&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://u.kaskus.us/5/loumo2g2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 528px; height: 404px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/5/loumo2g2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;a href="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/z8AJJ/hash/9z5suhq6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 16px; height: 16px;" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/z8AJJ/hash/9z5suhq6.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1 People Like This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-8217881360332204809?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8217881360332204809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=8217881360332204809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8217881360332204809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8217881360332204809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/07/moody.html' title='Moody?'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-4503234339177405452</id><published>2010-07-13T08:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T08:23:56.073+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicidal mission</title><content type='html'>Got this from my friend on google buzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skateboarding on streets or a marketplace may look an effortless and entertaining task, but when it comes to riding, rather controlling the world’s largest skateboard, the fun factor just takes form of a thrilling experience, taking the breath out of the rider. This is exactly what happened when the California Skateparks brought the world’s largest skateboard to the Camp Woodward in Pennsylvania, and took it out for a breathtaking ride with campers. Check out the video, to see the enormous skateboard on a suicidal ride, after the jump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2010/07/08/worlds-largest-skateboard_04_Fxm2P_58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 299px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2010/07/08/worlds-largest-skateboard_04_Fxm2P_58.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2010/07/08/worlds-largest-skateboard_02_uHDVH_58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 311px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2010/07/08/worlds-largest-skateboard_02_uHDVH_58.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2010/07/08/worlds-largest-skateboard_03_PeQQB_58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 304px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2010/07/08/worlds-largest-skateboard_03_PeQQB_58.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2010/07/08/worlds-largest-skateboard_01_wWqq3_58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 295px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2010/07/08/worlds-largest-skateboard_01_wWqq3_58.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2010/07/08/worlds-largest-skateboard_C83Zp_58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 323px;" src="https://0-focus-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?container=focus&amp;gadget=a&amp;rewriteMime=image/*&amp;refresh=31536000&amp;url=http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2010/07/08/worlds-largest-skateboard_C83Zp_58.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-4503234339177405452?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4503234339177405452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=4503234339177405452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/4503234339177405452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/4503234339177405452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/07/suicidal-mission.html' title='Suicidal mission'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-1473065319802308358</id><published>2010-07-06T10:56:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T11:01:58.960+07:00</updated><title type='text'>some quotes</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I always knew looking back on the tears would make me laugh, but I never knew looking back on the laughs would make me cry." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Unknown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch your thoughts; they become words.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your words; they become actions.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your actions; they become habits.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your habits; they become character.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your character; it becomes your destiny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - Frank Outlaw &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will forget what you said.&lt;br /&gt;People will forget what you did.&lt;br /&gt;But people will never forget how you made them feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return.&lt;br /&gt;But what is more painful is to love someone and never&lt;br /&gt;find the courage to let that person know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone-but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes no 1 and 6..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-1473065319802308358?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1473065319802308358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=1473065319802308358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1473065319802308358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1473065319802308358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-quotes.html' title='some quotes'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5559693185754836399</id><published>2010-07-05T07:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T07:51:15.895+07:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky monday morning</title><content type='html'>What the..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw masi inget banget tadi pagi nyokap gw ngasiin gw uang receh 2ribuan yg kelipet'' beberapa biji buat gw.. Gw ambil uang itu dan 1 biji (uang 2ribuannya) gw masukkin ke dompet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw pake buat bayar busway.. dan pas gw sampe d kantor.. tepatnya di cubical gw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOMPET GW DAH ADA DI MEJA GW DULUAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw lgsg bingung sambil merinding.. d kantor pagi'' ada 3 orang, gw nanyain 3 3 nya apa tadi pas gw masuk bej dompet gw jatuh trus ada yg overlap gw anterin dompet gw ke meja gw.. ??? Dan jawabannya GA ADA ORANG YG MASUK ANTERIN DOMPET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas gw cek, isi dompetnya masi utuh.. duit 2rebuan dari nyokap gw jg masi ada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a mystery..&lt;br /&gt;blah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5559693185754836399?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5559693185754836399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5559693185754836399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5559693185754836399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5559693185754836399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/07/freaky-monday-morning.html' title='freaky monday morning'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5324016530015891329</id><published>2010-07-01T13:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T13:59:34.749+07:00</updated><title type='text'>morning has broken</title><content type='html'>well.. this morning i've made conflict with my parents.. the conflict has been raised since yesterday night. the problem is about apartment. but the whole thing that made me mad is about my father. blah.. after this and that, i said that i want to run away from home.. and maybe dont come back to home after work.. my mom looked so dissapointed in me.. and said that if i really want to run, she want to come with me.. i just stunned and numb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, i just feel that i've to calm down my emotion again, and try to understand my father "hardness" again.. he always right, and everyone always wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. at noon, after lunch, i go to fellowship (fellowship is some kind of religion event / occassion that occurs once in a week). One thing that i learn from the fellowship is that i've to be strong on every problem that i am running through. No matter what problem that u face now, just believe in God , ask for help in God, and believe that every problem have some positive effect.. problem help u to build ur character more mature and more solid.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've to be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i felt better now than this morning.. hopes that everything is okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for everyone that feels dissapointed because of me.. i've to learn more control my ego and emotion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~blah.. i missed today's lunch invitation with vendor at pacific place.. the foods at lunch are sucks today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5324016530015891329?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-3060677564112055446</id><published>2010-06-22T12:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T12:52:17.423+07:00</updated><title type='text'>artistic part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/63761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 684px; height: 513px;" src="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/63761.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/17414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 510px;" src="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/17414.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/76716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 656px;" src="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/76716.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/92680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 510px;" src="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/92680.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/64306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 525px;" src="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/64306.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/55876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; 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href="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/26595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 511px;" src="http://visboo.com/img/16042010/26595.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool pics..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-3060677564112055446?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3060677564112055446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=3060677564112055446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3060677564112055446'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~dahbulaninigaadalemburkenapotonggajipula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoam.. ngantuk pula.. ga bagus ni piala dunia..&lt;br /&gt;wokwokwok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2629314547830642128?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2629314547830642128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2629314547830642128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2629314547830642128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2629314547830642128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/06/telat.html' title='telat'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2945506031579932791</id><published>2010-06-10T07:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T07:35:35.950+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me</title><content type='html'>Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating it @office with sus cake and tart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day everyone.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2945506031579932791?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2945506031579932791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2945506031579932791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2945506031579932791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2945506031579932791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-236580455590463001</id><published>2010-05-25T09:35:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:40:58.946+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omegle</title><content type='html'>Have u tried omegle.com?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the n-chat, I just got this first message..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which are you? (saves us both time):&lt;br /&gt;A) Male (not-horny) looking to talk to a female&lt;br /&gt;B) Male (not-horny) looking to talk to a male&lt;br /&gt;C) Female (not-horny) looking to talk to a male&lt;br /&gt;D) Female (not-horny) looking to talk to a female&lt;br /&gt;E) Male (horny) looking to talk to a female&lt;br /&gt;F) Male (horny) looking to talk to a male&lt;br /&gt;G) Female (horny) looking to talk to a male&lt;br /&gt;H) Female (horny) looking to talk to a female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buahahaa.. and guess what.. the stranger (your partner from omegle) is H. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-236580455590463001?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/236580455590463001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=236580455590463001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/236580455590463001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/236580455590463001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/omegle.html' title='Omegle'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7780461250043634392</id><published>2010-05-21T16:54:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:05:27.222+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Photos</title><content type='html'>Nice photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/emvtga7i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/emvtga7i.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/yhph1vqj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 280px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/yhph1vqj.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/owpvyqps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 457px; height: 600px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/owpvyqps.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/qapuj1fr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 421px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/qapuj1fr.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/cabrrejn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/cabrrejn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/x3kpmhtu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 280px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/x3kpmhtu.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/yuhn0exx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 454px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/yuhn0exx.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/urdgaprw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 429px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/urdgaprw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/1zdudob2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/1zdudob2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/no1vln6c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 401px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/no1vln6c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://u.kaskus.us/3/9oaaojhq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 456px; height: 500px;" src="http://u.kaskus.us/3/9oaaojhq.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7780461250043634392?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7780461250043634392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7780461250043634392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7780461250043634392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7780461250043634392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/artistic-photos.html' title='Artistic Photos'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7941961133708386706</id><published>2010-05-19T07:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T07:56:30.753+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ladyloves.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/dashboard-confessional-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 472px; height: 462px;" src="http://ladyloves.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/dashboard-confessional-logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Wait &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky glows&lt;br /&gt;I see it shining when my eyes close&lt;br /&gt;I hear your warnings but we both know&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna look at it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait, Don't wait&lt;br /&gt;The road is now a sudden sea&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, you're deep enough&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get one look&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you something that the knife took.&lt;br /&gt;A bit to early for my own good&lt;br /&gt;Now let's not speak of it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait, Don't wait&lt;br /&gt;The road is now a sudden sea&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, you're deep enough&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait, Don't wait&lt;br /&gt;The lights will flash and fade away&lt;br /&gt;The days will pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait&lt;br /&gt;To lay your armor down [x5]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7941961133708386706?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7941961133708386706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7941961133708386706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7941961133708386706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7941961133708386706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/dont-wait.html' title='Don&apos;t Wait'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5811338492699849015</id><published>2010-05-17T13:15:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:03:21.235+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tea walk part 2</title><content type='html'>berada di hari pertama setelah acara tea walk kantor di mana anda tidak mendapatkan hadiah apapun cukup membuat stress dan kesel juga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di mana - mana orang nanya dan ngebahas.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh dapet apa kmrn?" "wah si P dapet lagi.." "si W emang slalu dapet.. hoki dia.." "lumayan dapet ***** daripada ga dapet apa2.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan srkg jg lagi rame. pada mao nuker2in doorprize hadiah (dishdryer, ps3), mungkin karena hadiah dan yg ngedapetin hadiah ga cocok.. hmm.. gw ngerasa iri sama yg ngedapetin hadiah..  ntah knapa gw jadi ngerasa agak sedikit sensi euy denger2 kata doorprize hadiah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. rencana hari ini yg tadinya direncanakan bakalan pergi training ke kuningan slama 3 hari kekna gagal. Gara2 administrasinya terlambat.. Ah trainingnya ga perna bener nih. trainernya nelpon ke handphone gw lagi.. argh..! Sbodo amat lah.. mungkin emang lagi sial kali gw.. feeling so unlucky.. walhasil hari ini gw d cubical dah.. kerjain kerjaan.. ga bs training..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5811338492699849015?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5811338492699849015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5811338492699849015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5811338492699849015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5811338492699849015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/tea-walk-part-2.html' title='tea walk part 2'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6982976242208242043</id><published>2010-05-16T16:31:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T16:34:23.900+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tea walk</title><content type='html'>weekend !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. baru aja pulang dari teawalk.. cukup seru juga. (dan cukup sedih juga karena ga dapet doorprize apapun..laptop oh laptop.. ps3 oh ps3.. tv plasma oh tv plasma..) huhuhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. just think positive.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah sgini dulu. to be continued nanti malem.. mo maen dotA dan refreshing dulu.. ga mao terpuruk dan merenung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6982976242208242043?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6982976242208242043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6982976242208242043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6982976242208242043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6982976242208242043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/tea-walk.html' title='tea walk'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-652641244600112845</id><published>2010-05-12T13:01:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:09:51.620+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wondering something...</title><content type='html'>right now i am wondering if i had done wrong to someone. hmm.. feels like that she is being cold nowadays.. busy? just my feelings that she is mad? hmm.. well.. don't know.. she is no longer telephoning me nowadays.. no longer say hi.. I think the one that supposed to be mad or angry is me.. geez. i wonder if she is the kind of person that individualist. just pretend don't see each other.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna think about it thoroughly.. friends or foe huh? blah.. don't know the type and kind of person.. blah. just search for new one i guess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-652641244600112845?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/652641244600112845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=652641244600112845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/652641244600112845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/652641244600112845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/wondering-something.html' title='wondering something...'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5663926184261095553</id><published>2010-05-11T11:07:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:18:09.182+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday is the day</title><content type='html'>arrive at seven @office.. and pup as soon as possible..&lt;br /&gt;after that i attend the meeting. Eat the country style bread, juice, and bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. on the noon, i have three choices: attend the meeting on din tai fung, or eating at office and after that i attend middleware meeting with vendor and coworkers, or going to microsoft innovation day. Wanna go to microsoft innovation day @balai kartini.. There's awesome new tehcnology framework and some interesting presentation. So..? What's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let it flow.. Maybe i just go to din tai fung.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huah.. just remembered that on this noon i have appointment too in total @ plasa kuningan. but i think i will reject it.. wanna stay @kpei more time because of this and that.. hmmmmm. all of my friends suggest me to try and grab the chance in total.. hmm.. i hope i choose the right path on this crossroads..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5663926184261095553?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5663926184261095553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5663926184261095553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5663926184261095553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5663926184261095553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/tuesday-is-day.html' title='tuesday is the day'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-8175419329274693788</id><published>2010-05-10T12:51:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T13:21:01.393+07:00</updated><title type='text'>lunch break</title><content type='html'>oh my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a little bit tired now. My boss just gave me many tasks to do. Do blah blah blah and blah.. All about testing stuff with razor team (baca: bule aussie). Availability, performance, installation, what if, etc scenario. Hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets list what to do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SSIS --&gt; make services to transfer data from oracle to sql server that is automatically update and synchronize&lt;br /&gt;Participant : me, rivki (co-worker) and mr. jerri 'khan' (head of psi department a.k.a my boss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Razor Testing --&gt; design testing scenario, prepare all the files and environment, do the test&lt;br /&gt;Participant : me, shandy (co-worker), mr.abdul (head of oas department), and three bule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Datawarehouse --&gt; make some document about datawarehouse, learning analysis services, study about OLAP, etc&lt;br /&gt;Participant : me, purniawan (co-worker), nilam (co-worker) and three vendor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Marco --&gt; prepare the 'watching risk management movie' event&lt;br /&gt;Participant : All Marco team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tea Walk Team --&gt; just help the tea walk event to run smoothly on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Participant : All KPEI employee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Middleware Testing --&gt; help design middleware testing scenario&lt;br /&gt;Participant : Me and Annisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm.... many works to do huh? well.. just try my best lah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week should be fun.. why is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because there are: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. microsoft event innovation day &lt;br /&gt;(don't know lah knapa fun, yg pasti jalan2.. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. tea walk &lt;br /&gt;(jalan2 bersama teman kantor ke daerah bogor.. denger2 dapet UPD ama bagi2 doorprizes... pengen dapet hadiah utama..!! kek tv 42inch, ac, ato bb lah paling ga.. huhuhuhuh.. hmm.. ngapain jg gw ngarep dapet ac yak.. ga guna...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the awkward season with Mr. Jimmy &lt;br /&gt;(Mr jimmy adalah mvp microsoft, kpei sewa dia buat ngadain training.. dan sesi untuk minggu ini sepertinya training d microsoft, ga bosen d kantoer aja.. huhuhu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Thursday is holiday&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves holiday.. lalallalaalala... And i heard that my friend gonna come to jakarta (baca: vinky ke jakarta)... dunno if we will meet and say hi or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My monitor @office is brand-NEW!! &lt;br /&gt;WiDE SCREEN HP KE1851W. The model is so keren lah.. kekna buat maen dota / nge game dan buat ngoding nyaman.. lebar.. hohohohohoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then.. it's arround 1.30 now.. i have to meet bule bule at 4floor.. blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C u.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-8175419329274693788?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8175419329274693788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=8175419329274693788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8175419329274693788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8175419329274693788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/lunch-break.html' title='lunch break'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-982481310415117440</id><published>2010-05-04T09:21:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:38:43.268+07:00</updated><title type='text'>KOC - misread</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fc4dbdf5cd3fcb06" 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://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc4dbdf5cd3fcb06%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331986999%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E9372D4A152878140584DA00515C884CA6B4839.5151E2652BED7D32DFE69CBE52B3F00F29F3B103%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc4dbdf5cd3fcb06%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgN1WTDb4yyw79b3pe9kokA5ZGmk&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://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc4dbdf5cd3fcb06%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331986999%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E9372D4A152878140584DA00515C884CA6B4839.5151E2652BED7D32DFE69CBE52B3F00F29F3B103%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc4dbdf5cd3fcb06%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgN1WTDb4yyw79b3pe9kokA5ZGmk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna be my friend&lt;br /&gt;You want us to get along&lt;br /&gt;Please do not expect me to&lt;br /&gt;Wrap it up and keep it there&lt;br /&gt;The observation I am doing could&lt;br /&gt;Easily be understood&lt;br /&gt;As cynical demeanour&lt;br /&gt;But one of us misread...&lt;br /&gt;And what do you know&lt;br /&gt;It happened again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is not a means&lt;br /&gt;You utilize to get somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I didn't notice&lt;br /&gt;friendship is an end&lt;br /&gt;What do you know&lt;br /&gt;It happened again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come no-one told me&lt;br /&gt;All throughout history&lt;br /&gt;The loneliest people&lt;br /&gt;Were the ones who always spoke the truth&lt;br /&gt;The ones who made a difference&lt;br /&gt;By withstanding the indifference&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's up to me now&lt;br /&gt;Should I take that risk or just smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you know&lt;br /&gt;It happened again&lt;br /&gt;What do you know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-982481310415117440?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fc4dbdf5cd3fcb06&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/982481310415117440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=982481310415117440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/982481310415117440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/982481310415117440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/koc-misread.html' title='KOC - misread'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7236358349947125854</id><published>2010-05-04T08:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:55:28.433+07:00</updated><title type='text'>angry</title><content type='html'>kesel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu yg lagi gw raasain.. hmm.. kesel yg gw rasaain itu bener2 buat gw bener2 benci ama orang yg buat gw kesel itu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu hal yang jadi prinsip gw adalah.. jika ada seseorang yg buat gw bener2 kesel dan marah.. welll. thats it.. dia bukanlah temen lagi.. ntah itu disengaja atau tidak.. dont care.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw tau hal yg menyebabkan gw kesel itu mungkin bagi anda anda hanyalah persoalan sepele.. tapi bagi gw penting.. tentang JANJI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw bener2 kesel ama orang yg ga bs tepatin janjinya.. hmm.. di hari yg sama, lagi2 ada 2 orang yg mungkin hanya suka janji asal janji sala.. well.. mungkin gw harus bisa membedakan siapa orang yg hanya sesumbar dan siapa orang yg bisa pegang janji.. waktu 3 bulan dalam mengenal orang kantor itu masihlah kurang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah gw telponin, sms in, tapi tetep aja.. pas hari h, menghilang.. ah.. beneer2 kesel.. yg gw rasakan, kehidupan d kantor itu smakin hari kok smakin individualistis yaa... hmm. tinggalin temen, temen makan temen, gosipin antar temen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg tadinya janji mo janji fitness bareng, jadinya mala sendiri2 dan ada yg ga jadi.. haiyah.. jadinya mala lebih mahal dan ga bareng gara2 ada yg dah daftar duluan..&lt;br /&gt;welll.. yg tadinya harus meneken biaya seminim mungkin, jadinya mlah bs nyebabin pengeluaran lebih besar.. halah2.. percuma dah gw tungguin. kalau tau bakal gini, mendingan gw mulai duluan aja dari kmaren2.. ga usa tunggu2an..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keselllllllllllll pisannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skrg lagi coba dengerin lagu aja agar bs back to normal lagi.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kings of convenience...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7236358349947125854?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7236358349947125854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7236358349947125854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7236358349947125854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7236358349947125854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/angry.html' title='angry'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6234472901960254494</id><published>2010-04-07T13:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:24:31.223+07:00</updated><title type='text'>cold play - viva la vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kiatsehat.com/antariksa/images/VivaLaVida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.kiatsehat.com/antariksa/images/VivaLaVida.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to rule the world &lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word &lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sleep alone &lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice &lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes &lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing &lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key &lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me &lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand &lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing &lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing &lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield &lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain &lt;br /&gt;Once you go there was never &lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word &lt;br /&gt;And that was when I ruled the world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind &lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in &lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums &lt;br /&gt;People couldn't believe what I'd become &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries wait &lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate &lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string &lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing &lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing &lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield &lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain &lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name &lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word &lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing &lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing &lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield &lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain &lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name &lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word &lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6234472901960254494?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6234472901960254494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6234472901960254494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6234472901960254494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6234472901960254494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/cold-play-viva-la-vida.html' title='cold play - viva la vida'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-1398741139767426853</id><published>2010-04-05T14:17:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T14:18:40.774+07:00</updated><title type='text'>speedy and bni! full of crap</title><content type='html'>damn.. baru aja bayar speedy di atm bej. eh taunya maala error. pas ditanya ke cs bni nya.. ktna gw dah kna debet 2x.. kampret abis.. ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini ada apaan ya? masalah mulu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-1398741139767426853?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1398741139767426853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=1398741139767426853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1398741139767426853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1398741139767426853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/speedy-and-bni-full-of-crap.html' title='speedy and bni! full of crap'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-3711745880896454506</id><published>2010-04-05T09:53:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:53:56.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm late</title><content type='html'>siyaalllll.. hari ini telat pertama kali.. sampe kantor jem stgh sembilanan. kena potong 30 rebu dah. bah bah bah!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-3711745880896454506?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3711745880896454506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=3711745880896454506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3711745880896454506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3711745880896454506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-late.html' title='i&apos;m late'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5086484566118081746</id><published>2010-04-01T12:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:07:00.829+07:00</updated><title type='text'>April fools day</title><content type='html'>Today is april fools day.. Today, i celebrate my first salary with my coworkers. Shared with two others, ihsan and ihsani (lol), we order hoka hoka bento.. Hmph.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy April Fools Day.. Happy long weekend too guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5086484566118081746?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5086484566118081746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5086484566118081746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5086484566118081746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5086484566118081746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools-day.html' title='April fools day'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-4372360869205169281</id><published>2010-03-26T05:31:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T05:34:48.612+07:00</updated><title type='text'>gajian maret</title><content type='html'>hmm.. gajian gajian.. yay. &lt;br /&gt;dapet 2x gaji dan naek gaji seiprit.. &lt;br /&gt;lumayan lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nabung2 dikit lagi.. mempercepat beli mobil..&lt;br /&gt;huhuhuhu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-4372360869205169281?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4372360869205169281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=4372360869205169281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/4372360869205169281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/4372360869205169281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/03/gajian-maret.html' title='gajian maret'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5429266116044972605</id><published>2010-03-18T09:59:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:59:36.878+07:00</updated><title type='text'>lady gaga - poker face</title><content type='html'>Mum mum mum mah&lt;br /&gt;Mum mum mum mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Plays&lt;br /&gt;Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me (I love it)&lt;br /&gt;Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start&lt;br /&gt;And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,&lt;br /&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be&lt;br /&gt;A little gambling is fun when you're with me I love it)&lt;br /&gt;Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun&lt;br /&gt;And baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun, fun&lt;br /&gt;[Poker Face Lyrics On http://www.elyricsworld.com/ ]&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,&lt;br /&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Kiss or hug you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lying I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunning&lt;br /&gt;Just like a chick in the casino&lt;br /&gt;Take your bank before I pay you out&lt;br /&gt;I promise this, promise this&lt;br /&gt;Check this hand cause I'm marvelous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5429266116044972605?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5429266116044972605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5429266116044972605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5429266116044972605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5429266116044972605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/03/lady-gaga-poker-face.html' title='lady gaga - poker face'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5740046779609512344</id><published>2010-03-17T15:22:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:41:35.462+07:00</updated><title type='text'>who is she?</title><content type='html'>hmm.. now.. i'am really confused.. who is she? why she is so easy to say i love u dan i care about u everyday to me? hmph.. although, maybe we are never meet face to face, just in virtual dan cam.. geez.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some facts that i know about her are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. she is 6 years younger than me&lt;br /&gt;2. she has no siblings&lt;br /&gt;3. she has same religion with me&lt;br /&gt;4. she is not chinese&lt;br /&gt;5. she is very aggresive&lt;br /&gt;6. she is lazy&lt;br /&gt;7. she has long hair&lt;br /&gt;8. she don't wear glassess&lt;br /&gt;9. she is forbidden to have relationship&lt;br /&gt;10. she is obsessed with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i'm shocked when she said she loved me.. haahaaha.. i don't trust people who i'm just only knew for new.. well.. one month i think is short.. i just say thank you to her and don't know what to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird experience huh.. ??!?!?!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a little bit happy, because this is the first time in my life, that i am shoooted by a girl.. (btw, she is sexy too.. :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~alas, for now, i dont want to have some serious relationship..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5740046779609512344?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5740046779609512344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5740046779609512344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5740046779609512344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5740046779609512344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-is-she.html' title='who is she?'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6064638716639173388</id><published>2010-03-06T08:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T08:30:09.970+07:00</updated><title type='text'>not okay</title><content type='html'>Dammit.. i get up in the morning.. and i feel so mellow.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never knew.~&lt;br /&gt;~The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6064638716639173388?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6064638716639173388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6064638716639173388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6064638716639173388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6064638716639173388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-okay.html' title='not okay'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5108574898626316186</id><published>2010-02-22T08:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:10:39.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mitos Uang</title><content type='html'>just wanna share . =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judul Asli : MONEY MYTH&lt;br /&gt;Pengarang : Louis Even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Korban Kapal Tenggelam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena suatu kecelakaan sebuah kapal tenggelam. Pada akhirnya, tinggal 5 yang selamat, mereka menaiki sebuah rakit dan dibawa oleh arus ombak.&lt;br /&gt;Kelima orang ini: Frank, si tukang kayu. Paul, seorang petani. Jim, peternak. Harry, penanam agrikultur. Dan Tom, seorang mineralogist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sebuah Pulau Yang Diberkati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi kelima orang ini, menginjakkan kembali kaki ke daratan, bahagianya ibarat baru bangkit dari kuburan. Syukurnya pulau yang mereka datangi ini adalah tanah yang subur. Jim, si peternak, sepenuhnya yakin dia bisa beternak dengan baik binatang-binatang di pulau itu. Paul juga meyakini tanah di pulau ini mudah untuk ditanami. Harry menemukan bahwa beberapa pohon buah-buahan di sana, bila dirawat dengan baik, akan menghasilkan panen yang lumayan. Pulau itu juga penuh dengan pohon, Frank si tukang kayu akan dengan mudah mendapatkan kayu dan mulai membangunkan rumah-rumah. Dan si Tom, walaupun kekurangan alat kerja, tapi dengan keahliannya, masih sanggup menambang secara sederhana kekayaan alam di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kekayaan Yang Sebenarnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah mereka yang sedang bekerja. Si tukang kayu membangun rumah dan perabotan. Awalnya mereka mencari makanan seadanya. Tetapi dengan berlalunya waktu, tanah-tanah mulai dikerjakan dengan rapi di ditanami, dan si petani pun mulai bisa menikmati panennya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu terus berlalu, dengan kerja keras dari kelima orang ini, pulau yang mereka datangi ini pun menjadi semakin kaya. Kekayaan mereka bukanlah dalam bentuk emas atau kertas uang perbankan, tetapi kekayaan dari barang-barang yang benar-benar memiliki nilai, kekayaan dalam bentuk makanan, pakaian, hunian, dan segala yang lain yang diperlukan oleh manusia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap orang mengerjakan apa yang dia bisa. Surplus dari produksinya mereka saling bertukar satu sama lain. Walaupun kehidupan tidak gampang, karena masih banyak hal lainnya yang mereka nikmati sebelumnya sebelum kapal mereka tenggelam sekarang masih tidak ada, tetapi setidaknya mereka sekarang terbebas dari yang namanya pajak, atau rasa takut akan sitaan harta. Mereka hidup dengan sulit tetapi setidaknya bisa menikmati buah dari pekerjaan mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil berupaya untuk hidup, mereka tetap berdoa, berharap suatu hari mereka bisa kembali lagi berkumpul dengan keluarga mereka seperti dulunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sebuah Ketidaknyamanan Yang Serius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan berlalunya waktu, akhirnya mereka menemukan sebuah hal yang sangat menggangu, mereka tidak memiliki uang sebagai medium pertukaran yang lebih baik. Produk yang mereka pertukarkan, tidak selalu ada di tangan saat sebuah transaksi dijalankan. Contoh, kayu yang diberikan kepada petani tidak bisa dibayar oleh si petani sebelum 6 bulan masa tanam berakhir. Kadang-kadang lagi, seseorang memiliki sesuatu yang nilainya lebih besar daripada yang barang yang ada di tangan rekan dagangannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang-orang ini, walaupun mereka tahu cara memproduksi barang, kekayaan yang sebenarnya, tetapi bagaimana menciptakan uang, simbol dari kekayaan, adalah di luar kemampuan pikir mereka. Tentu saja, orang-orang berpindidikan juga kadang-kadang sama, demikian juga para pejabat di pemerintahan, semuanya tidak tahu bagaimana uang harus diciptakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Datangnya Seorang Pendatang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari, saat kelima orang ini sedang duduk-duduk di pantai, mendadak datang sebuah kapal kecil dengan seorang penumpang. Orang ini ternyata adalah seorang korban yang selamat dari kapal lain yang juga tenggelam, nama orang ini adalah Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahagia karena memiliki teman baru, kelima orang ini memperlakukan dia dengan sangat baik, dan mereka pun bercerita kepada Oliver tentang kesulitan mereka karena tiadanya uang untuk digunakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, puji Tuhan,” Kata Oliver, “Karena saya sebenarnya adalah seorang bankir. Dalam waktu singkat, saya akan merancang sebuah sistem keuangan yang saya jamin akan memuaskan kalian semua. Kalian akan mulai kembali ke peradaban.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelima orang ini pun bersyukur luar biasa atas datangnya bankir tersebut, ibarat malaikat yang diutus oleh Tuhan. Bukankah kita-kita, yang hidup dalam peradaban yang maju, memang terbiasa memuja para bankir, sang penguasa dan darah dari sistem finansial kita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dewa Peradaban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Bapak Oliver, sebagai bankir kami, tugas Anda satu-satunya adalah menjaga uang kami, Anda tidak perlu bekerja di lapangan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver mulai mengambil barang-barang yang dia selamatkan dari kapalnya yang tenggelam, kertas dan sebuah mesin cetak, lengkap dengan tintanya, dan juga sebuah tong besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tong ini, kata Oliver, “Berisi harta yang paling berharga… Emas!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow…. Hebat, benar-benar malaikat utusan Tuhan. Barang kuning ini, walaupun lebih sering disembunyikan dan tidak kelihatan, tetapi senantiasa memiliki kekuasaan yang amat besar, bahkan bisa mempengaruhi nasib dari sebuah bangsa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kawan-kawan, emas ini lebih dari cukup untuk kalian semua. Tetapi emas ini tidak untuk disirkulasikan. Emas harus tersembunyi. Emas adalah jiwa dari uang yang sehat, dan yang namanya jiwa selalu tidak kelihatan. Saya akan menjelaskannya nanti saat Anda mendapatkan suplai uang Anda yang pertama.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Galian Rahasia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver bertanya kepada kelima orang ini tentang berapa kira-kira yang mereka butuhkan untuk memulai perdagangan, dan mereka menjawab “$200 sudah cukup.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelima orang ini bahagia sampai tidak bisa tidur, dalam kepala mereka sekarang penuh dengan gambaran emas di tangan mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver sendiri, bekerja penuh semangat karena bahagianya dia akan nasibnya sebagai bankir. Mula-mula dia menggali sebuah lubang untuk meletakkan tong yang berisi emas itu. Kemudian dia pun sibuk mencetak uang-uang kertas $1 baru sebanyak $1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hebat, betapa sederhananya membuat uang. Semua nilainya datang dari produk yang bisa dibelinya. Tanpa produksi, kertas-kertas ini sebenarnya sampah. Kelima customer saya yang naïf tidak menyadari ini. Mereka benar-benar berpikir uang ini nilainya datang dari emas. Kebodohan mereka adalah alasan mengapa saya adalah tuan mereka.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya, kelima orang ini pun menghampiri Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Siapa Pemilik Uang Ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lima set uang sudah siap di atas meja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver berkata, “Sebelum Anda mengambilnya, saya ingin perhatian dari Anda. Basis dari uang ini adalah emas. Dan emas yang saya simpan adalah emas saya. Konsekwensinya, uang ini adalah uang saya. Tapi jangan bersedih, saya akan meminjamkannya kepada Anda. Namun, Anda harus membayar bunga. Mengingat uang sangat susah didapat, saya rasa 8% tidaklah terlalu tinggi.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, tentu saja, Pak Oliver,” Kata kelima orang itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver menyambung, “Hal yang terakhir kawan, bisnis adalah bisnis, walaupun antara kawan akrab. Sebelum Anda mengambil uang ini, masing-masing dari Anda harus menandatangani surat ini. Anda berjanji akan membayar bunga dan juga pinjaman pokok, bila tidak saya akan memiliki hak untuk menyita aset Anda. Tentu saja, ini hanya formalitas. Properti Anda tidaklah menarik bagi saya, saya hanya ingin uang. Saya yakin saya akan mendapatkan uang saya kembali, dan Anda juga tidak akan berpisah dengan harta Anda.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hm, masuk akal Pak Oliver. Kami akan bekerja lebih keras lagi supaya bisa membayar Anda kembali.” Dan kelima orang ini pun mengambil uang tersebut dan mulai menggunakannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sebuah Masalah Arimatika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uang dari Oliver beredar dengan cepat di pulau tersebut. Perdagangan, karena dipermudah oleh adanya uang, pun meningkat dua kali lipat. Semua orang bahagia. Si bankir pun mulai mendapat status dan rasa hormat dari kelima orang tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi, mari kita lihat… Mengapa si Tom tampak murung? Karena Tom, sama seperti teman-temannya, telah menandatangani surat perjanjian kepada Oliver. Dalam waktu satu tahun, $200 + $16 bunga harus dikembalikan. Tetapi Tom hanya menyisakan beberapa dolar sekarang, dan waktu untuk membayar sudah semakin dekat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah lama juga dia bimbang.. Oliver meminjamkan $1000 kepada mereka berlima, tetapi uang yang harus dikembalikan adalah $1080. Sekalipun mereka berlima mengembalkan semua uang di tangan kepada Oliver, mereka masih kekurangan $80. Tak seorang pun memiliki $80 ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang mereka yang memproduksi barang, tetapi mereka tidak memproduksi uang. Oliver pada dasarnya bisa mengambil alih seluruh pulau ini, karena mereka berlima sama sekali tidak sanggup membayar kepada Oliver sesuai perjanjian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom pun mulai berdiskusi dengan keempat temannya, Tom berhasil menjelaskan kepada mereka tentang anehnya sistem ini. Teman-teman Tom mulai mengerti, dan mereka pun memutuskan untuk mengadakan pertemuan dengan Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bankir Yang Baik Hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lima orang ini pun berdebat dengan Oliver tentang masalah ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mana mungkin kami sanggup membayar $1080 kalau semua uang yang eksis hanya $1000?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver mendengarkan dengan tenang, dan kemudian menjawab kepada mereka, “Bankir yang baik selalu beradaptasi dengan keadaan. Mulai sekarang kalian hanya perlu membayar bunganya saja kepadaku. Pokok pinjaman bisa Anda simpan terus.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maksudnya $200 pinjaman kami dianggap lunas?” Tanya salah satu dari mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tentu saja tidak. Bankir tidak akan menghapuskan hutang. Yang saya maksudkan adalah mulai sekarang Anda hanya perlu membayar bunganya saja, $80 per tahun kepada saya. Mungkin di antara kalian ada yang kekurangan uang karena kurangnya perdagangan. Kalau begitu, organisasikan komunitas Anda seperti sebuah bangsa. Buat sebuah sistem kontribusi, yaitu apa yang kita sebut dengan pajak. Orang yang punya lebih harus membayar lebih, dan yang kekurangan membayar lebih sedikit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelima orang ini pun pergi dengan diam, tetapi dalam hati mereka masih bingung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Oliver Yang Bersuka-Ria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver kembali sendiri. Dia berpikir: “Bisnis lagi bagus. Orang-orang ini memang pekerja yang rajin, tetapi mereka bodoh. Ketidaktahuan dan kenaifan mereka adalah kekuatan saya. Mereka meminta uang, dan yang saya berikan kepada mereka adalah rantai perbudakan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tentu saja, mereka bisa saja membuang saya ke laut. But hei… Saya punya tanda tangan mereka. Mereka orang-orang jujur, mereka akan menepati perjanjiannya. Orang jujur dan pekerja keras memang ada di dunia untuk diperbudak para ahli finansial.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Mammon! Saya merasakan kegeniusan perbankan merangkai keseluruhan hidupku. Oh Tuanku! Betapa benarnya kamu saat kamu berkata: Izinkan saya mengontrol uang sebuah negara, dan saya tidak peduli siapa yang membuat hukumnya. Sayalah tuan di pulau ini karena sayalah yang mengontrol uangnya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jiwaku penuh dengan antusiasme dan ambisi. Aku bisa mengenalikan seluruh alam semesta. Apa yang aku, Oliver, lakukan di sini bisa aku lakukan terhadap seluruh dunia. Oh! Andaikan saja saya bisa meninggalkan pulau ini, saya tahu pasti saya bisa mengendalikan seluruh dunia tanpa perlu mengenakan mahkota raja.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kebahagiaan tertinggi saya adalah kalau saya bisa menerapkan filosofi ini di pikiran orang-orang yang akan memimpin masyarakat: bankir, industrialis, politisi, reforman, guru, jurnalis, dll, semuanya akan menjadi budakku. Publik akan merasa puas hidup dalam perbudakan di saat para elit di antara mereka akan menjadi pengawas mereka.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Biaya Hidup Yang Tak Terjangkau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situasi perlahan-lahan bertambah buruk di pulau ini. Produksi memang meningkat, dan aktifitas barter turun ke minimum. Oliver menerima bunga pinjamannya secara teratur. Yang lain harus berpikir bagaimana menyisakan uang untuknya. Dengan demikian, uang tidak benar-benar beredar dengan bebas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka yang membayar lebih banyak pajak memprotes. Mereka menaikkan harga jual barangnya sebagai kompensasi atas kerugiannya. Mereka yang tidak membayar pajak akhirnya harus menghadapi biaya hidup yang terus meningkat. Bila seseorang akhirnya bekerja untuk yang lain, dia akan terus-menerus meminta kenaikan gaji untuk memenuhi ongkos hidup yang terus meningkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral sudah sangat rendah, tidak ada lagi kesenangan dalam hidup. Tidak juga semangat dalam bekerja. Untuk apa juga? Penjualan sangat sulit. Kalaupun menjual, akhirnya harus membayar pajak. Ini benar-benar sebuah krisis. Dan kelima orang ini saling menuduh satu sama lain bahwa mereka menuntut terlalu banyak sumbangan dari yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari, Harry, yang duduk merenungkan situasi mereka, akhirnya tiba pada sebuah kesimpulan akhir. Perubahan sejak kedatangan si perancang sistem moneter baru mereka telah merusak segalanya di pulau itu. Tentu saja, mereka berlima juga memiliki kesalahan, tetapi tetap saja sistem dari Oliverlah yang menyebabkan kerusakan terbesar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry berhasil menjelaskan kepada teman-temannya. Satu demi satu dari mereka akhirnya paham, dan mereka pun memutuskan untuk mengadakan pembicaraan lagi dengan Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Diperbudak Oleh Oliver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertengkaran hebat pun terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uang benar-benar kurang di pulau ini kawan, karena Anda mengambilnya dari kami! Kami membayar dan membayar, dan tetap saja kami berhutang sama banyaknya seperti sebelumnya. Kami sudah bekerja dengan sangat keras, tetapi kondisi kami bahkan lebih buruk dibanding sebelumnya. Hutang! Hutang! Yang ada pada kami hanyalah hutang!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, kawan, bicaralah yang masuk akal! Kehidupan kalian sudah lebih baik, terima kasih kepadaku. Sistem perbankan yang baik adalah aset terbaik sebuah bangsa. Tetapi supaya bisa berfungsi maksimal, Anda harus mempercayai bankirnya. Datanglah padaku seperti datang pada ayahmu. Apakah uang yang Anda inginkan? Tidak masalah, simpanan emasku masih cukup untuk menerbitkan ribuan dolar yang lain. Saya akan meminjamkan kepada kalian seribu dolar lagi, Anda tinggal menjaminkan aset Anda kepadaku.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jadi sekarang hutang kami menjadi $2000! Dan kami harus membayar dua kali lipat bunga sepanjang sisa hidup kami!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya, benar --- Tetapi saya akan meminjami kalian lagi saat nilai properti Anda meningkat. Kalian tidak perlu membayar saya apapun selain bunga. Kalian bisa menggabungkan semua hutang kalian menjadi satu, kita akan menyebutnya konsolidasi hutang. Kalian bisa menambah hutang itu, tahun demi tahun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dan menaikkan pajak, tahun demi tahun?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tentu saja, tetapi pendapatan Anda kan juga akan meningkat setiap tahun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jadi, semakin pulau ini maju karena usaha kami, semakin besar hutang publik kami!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Iya, emangnya kenapa! Sama seperti di manapun di peradaban yang lain. Tingkat peradaban sebuah komunitas selalu bisa dilihat dari seberapa besar ukuran hutang mereka kepada bankir.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Srigala Memakan Domba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Itukah yang namanya sistem moneter yang sehat, Pak Oliver?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bapak-bapak, semua uang yang baik adalah berbasis emas, dan muncul dari bank dalam bentuk hutang. Hutang nasional adalah hal yang baik. Ini akan mencegah kalian merasa puas diri. Ini akan membuat pemerintahan manapun lebih bijak, yang diturunkan oleh bankir. Sebagai bankir, sayalah obor cahaya peradaban di pulau ini. Sayalah yang akan mendikte politik dan mengatur standar hidup kalian.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pak Oliver, kami bukan orang berpindidikan, tetapi kami tidak ingin peradaban seperti itu di sini. Kami tidak akan meminjam satu sen pun lagi dari Anda. Tidak masalah uang baik atapun tidak baik, kami tidak ingin lagi bertransaksi denganmu.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bapak-bapak, saya benar-benar kecewa dengan keputusan kalian. Tetapi bila kalian mengingkari perjanjian ini, ingat, saya punya tanda tangan kalian. Bayar saya semuanya – pokok pinjaman dan bunga.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tetapi itu mustahil, Pak. Kalaupun kami mengembalikan semua uang yang ada di pulau ini, kami masih tidak bisa melunasinya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saya tidak bisa membantu. Kalian sudah menandatangani perjanjian ini sebelumnya, bukan?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Berdasarkan isi kontrak, dengan demikian saya berhak menyita semua properti kalian. Kalian harus mentaati apapun yang saya katakan sekarang. Kalian akan terus mengeksploitasi pulau ini, dan terus melayani saya. Sekarang kalian keluar! Dan tunggu perintah dari saya besok.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Mengendalikan Media&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver tahu pasti siapa yang mengendalikan uang, dialah yang mengendalikan bangsa. Tetapi dia juga sadar, untuk mempertahankan kekuasaan, sangat penting untuk mempertahankan agar masyarakat tetap bodoh, dan terus mengalihkan perhatian masyarakat ke hal yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver mengamati bahwa dari 5 orang itu, 2 termasuk konservatif dan 3 adalah liberal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry, yang termasuk netral di antara mereka berlima, menyadari bahwa mereka semua memiliki kebutuhan dan aspirasi yang sama, menyarankan agar dibentuk sebuah perserikatan bersama, untuk memberikan tekanan kepada penguasa. Serikat semacam ini, tentu saja tidak diizinkan oleh Oliver. Ini akan berarti akhir dari kekuasaannya. Tidak ada diktator dan ahli finansial manapun yang sanggup menghadapi masyarakat yang bersatu, masyarakat yang terdidik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan dengan demikian, Oliver pun mulai menciptakan perpecahan di antara mereka. Dia membiayai dua jenis Koran. “The Sun” untuk para liberal, dan “The Star” untuk para konservatif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topik umum “The Sun” adalah: Penderitaan terjadi karena kaum pengkhianat konservatif telah menjual kepentingan bersama kepada perusahaan besar. Dan topik umum “The Star” adalah: Hancurnya negara, bisnis pada umumnya, dan hutang publik adalah karena tanggung jawab para liberal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Sebuah Harta Terapung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari, Tom, saat berada di pantai, menemukan sebuah perahu kosong yang terapung di tepian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di dalamnya, terdapat sebuah naskah yang masih dalam kondisi baik, “Tahun Pertama Kredit Sosial.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia membacanya dengan teliti, dan akhirnya dengan bahagia berkata, “Inilah yang kita cari! Seharusnya kita memahami hal ini sebelumnya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nilai uang datang bukan dari emas, tetapi dari produk di mana uang itu bisa digunakan untuk membeli.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sederhananya, uang adalah unit akuntansi, berpindah-pindah mengikuti pembelian dan penjualan. Total uang tergantung total produksi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap saat produksi meningkat, unit uang pun ikut meningkat. Tidak diperlukan bunga saat uang diciptakan. Kemajuan dinilai bukan dari naiknya hutang publik, tetapi dari dividen yang diciptakan oleh masing-masing individual. Harga barang adalah disesuaikan dengan daya beli dari koefisien harga. Kredit sosial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom berlari dengan cepat, tak sabar untuk menemui teman-temannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Uang – Akuntansi Dasar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom mengajarkan kepada teman-temannya apa yang barusan dikirim oleh Tuhan kepada mereka, kredit sosial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Inilah yang kita perlukan, tanpa si bankir dan emasnya, tanpa perlu untuk melibatkan diri dalam hutang”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saya akan membuka masing-masing sebuah account atas nama kalian semua. Di sisi kanan kolom adalah kredit yang meningkatkan nilai account Anda, dan di sisi kiri adalah debit yang mengurangi nilai account Anda.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Setiap orang membutuhkan $200 untuk memulai. Tak masalah. Kita menulis $200 di sisi kredit di buku masing-masing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank membeli dari Paul sebanyak $10. Kita mengurangi $10 dari Frank, dan menambah $10 ke Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim membeli dari Paul sebanyak $8. Kita mengurangi $8 dari Jim, dan menambah $8 ke Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul membeli dari Frank sebanyak $15. Kita mengurangi $15 dari Paul, dan menambah $15 ke Frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dst... sama seperti cara uang berpindah tangan sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila seseorang membutuhkan uang untuk meningkatkan produksinya, kita menerbitkan kredit yang diperlukan kepadanya. Setelah dia menjual produk-produknya, dia mengembalikan uang itu ke dana kredit. Demikian juga dengan pekerjaan umum, dibiayai oleh kredit baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan demikian, secara periodik nilai di account masing-masing orang akan meningkat, tetapi tanpa mengambil nilai kredit dari orang yang lain. Uang, dalam cara ini, adalah pelayan manusia, bukan sebaliknya. Inilah dividen nasional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Bankir Yang Patah Hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komunitas ini sekarang menjadi anggota kredit sosial. Hari berikutnya, Oliver menerima selembar surat dari mereka berlima:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bapak tersayang! Anda telah mendorong kami ke dalam lembah hutang dan mengeksploitasi kami. Kami tidak membutuhkan Anda lagi dalam sistem keuangan kami. Mulai sekarang, kami akan menerbitkan uang kami sendiri, tanpa emas, tanpa hutang, dan tanpa pencuri. Kami akan mendirikan sistem kredit sosial di pulau ini. Dividen nasional akan menggantikan hutang nasional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kalau Anda memaksa untuk dibayarkan kembali, kami akan membayar Anda semua uang yang Anda berikan kepada kami, tidak satu sen lebih dari itu. Anda tidak bisa mengklaim uang yang tidak Anda ciptakan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver putus asa. Kerajaannya mulai goyah. Impiannya pudar. Apa yang bisa dia lakukan? Segala argumen adalah percuma. Mereka berlima sudah memiliki kredit sosial. Uang dan kredit bukan lagi hal yang misterius bagi mereka berlima, sama seperti Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Tuhan, orang-orang ini sudah menang lewat kredit sosial. Apakah saya sebaiknya meminta maaf kepada mereka? Ikut dalam sistem mereka? Tidak, tidak boleh! Lebih baik saya menyingkir dan menjaga jarak dulu dengan mereka!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Kebohongan Yang Terbongkar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk melindungi klaim di masa mendatang oleh Oliver, kelima orang ini memutuskan bahwa Oliver harus menandatangani dokumen bahwa dia telah mengambil kembali semua yang dia miliki sejak dia datang ke pulau ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka mereka pun melakukan inventori: perahu, dayung, mesin cetak, dan tentu saja emasnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver harus memberitahukan di mana dia mengubur emasnya. Kemudian mereka pun pergi menggalinya, tanpa perasaan respek yang berlebihan mengenai apa yang sedang mereka cari. Kredit sosial telah membuat mereka memandang rendah emas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka mengangkat tong yang berisi emas tersebut. Betapa terkejutnya mereka, emas yang diklaim Oliver ternyata hanyalah berisi batu. Batu!! Mereka telah diperdayai Oliver selama ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kita telah mengadaikan semua harta kita demi mendapatkan beberapa lembar uang kertas yang dijamin oleh batu! Ini perampokan, pembohongan!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hampir saja kita memarahi dan membenci satu sama lain demi kebohongan ini. Dasar setan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank yang marah besar pun mengambil kapaknya, dan si bankir pun melarikan diri menuju hutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Selamat Tinggal Kepada Pulau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver kemudian menghilang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lama kemudian, sebuah kapal melewati pulau mereka, dan melihat kelima orang ini. Mereka pun mengikuti kapal ini menuju ke tujuan kapal, Amerika Serikat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka membawa bersama mereka naskah kredit sosial mereka, yang menyelamatkan mereka dari si ahli finansial licik, Oliver, dan mereka pun berjanji akan berusaha menghubungi managemen yang menulis naskah ini begitu mereka sampai ke Amerika. Mereka sudah bertekad untuk menjadi juru bicara sistem ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Orang kaya berkuasa atas orang miskin.&lt;br /&gt;Orang yang berhutang adalah budak dari yang menghutangi. "&lt;br /&gt;- Amsal 22 : 7 -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5108574898626316186?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5108574898626316186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5108574898626316186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5108574898626316186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5108574898626316186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/02/mitos-uang.html' title='Mitos Uang'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5516251683616734584</id><published>2010-02-18T15:51:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T16:19:09.906+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hampir terlambat</title><content type='html'>HMm.. hari ini gw ampir telat. Gara-gara pagi pas mao brangkat dah ujan gede dan banjir. Gw lari sekuat tenaga dan untungnya sampe kantor pas jam 8. Hoam. Pas fingerprint ngantri 4. orang.. untung semuanya lincah, smuanya pas 8:00. eaaa.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skrg waktu menunjukkan pukul 4 sore. Tugas-tugas masi banyak.. buat paper, presetasi, kodingan dotnet, install tfs di environment kantor.. bla bla bla.. hmmmmmmmmmmm.. Untung skrg gw uda ga ngantuk. Tadi jem 3an gw ngantuk berat. Tapi gw berhasil menghilangkannya dengan BOKER!!! eaa.. sapa yg tau.. klo abis boker, badan jadi seger. mata jadi melek, rasa kantuk pun hilang karena abis ngeden.. wkwkwkwkwkkw.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. sabtu ini tadinya mo jalan2 ke ujung genteng. Tapi karena satu dan lain hal,speertinya acara tersebut dibatalkan.. Acara ujung genteng gagal, ada beberapa rencana cadangan.. seperti: jalan2 ke bandung untuk menghadiri kawinan sodara, jalan2 ke depok karena ada temen2 ngajakin ketemuan bareng rame2, ato tidur di rumah skalian jaga rumah sendirian. Gw pengennya sih d rumah aja istirahat. Untuk membayar jam tidur gw yang sangatlah kurangggg.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngemeng2 ttg sincia dan valentine kmrn... hmm... gw menghabiskan hari sabtu minggu di kelapa gading.. nginep di sana bersama dengan oma. Gw ke sana bawa uno stacko dan bermain dengan sodara sepupu.. Ternyata antusias semua yak. hahaha.. emang seru sih klo dimaenin rame2. btw, pendapatan angpaw gw taon ini seret amat euy, mungkin gara2 dianggep dah bisa cari duit sendiri.. pas hari h nya, gw dan sepupu gw yg laen diceramahin dari a-z sama oma. topiknya adalah ttg jodoh.. eaaa.. banyak lah petuah2nya.. ampe gw rekam make hp.. awkawawwaw.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah ah kerja lagi.. hari ini lembur lagi.. hmmmmmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5516251683616734584?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5516251683616734584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5516251683616734584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5516251683616734584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5516251683616734584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/02/hampir-terlambat.html' title='Hampir terlambat'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-3428523443963619746</id><published>2010-02-13T07:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T08:17:34.522+07:00</updated><title type='text'>menjelang valentine dan imlek</title><content type='html'>ea.. hari ini malam imlek dan valentine. scara gw lagi single dan ada acara kumpul2 keluarga. spertina untuk hari ini dan bsk gw akan menghabiskan waktu kumpul2 di rumah oma gw bareng sodara2 yg laen.. daerah klapa gading sono deket2 m.o.i. tapi spertinya dari smua cucu yg ada, spertinya yg hadir cuma 4 orang. 1 gw dan 3 lagi ce yg di klapa gading. sepupu gw yg d singapur ga dateng.. yg di kalimantan juga nda dateng. Wah.. sepertinya yg akan diceramahin dan dikasi wejangan cuma gw doang.. LoL. liat nanti aja dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang gw sesalkan adalah.. knapa itu imlekan yg uda jadi hari libur nasional jatuh pada hari MINGGU?? arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. tidak menambah waktu liburan.. pret pret zupret lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skian dulu dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye2..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-3428523443963619746?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3428523443963619746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=3428523443963619746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3428523443963619746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3428523443963619746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/02/menjelang-valentine-dan-imlek.html' title='menjelang valentine dan imlek'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2421562096744312942</id><published>2010-02-11T14:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:03:54.373+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-opening BloG again</title><content type='html'>hmmmmm.. Dont know why.. I want to update my blog again. Maybe just share some thoughts and experiences.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. lets talk about how's my life recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang saya sudah bekerja, makin gemuk dan sangat membuncit, dan dah jarang maen dotA.. LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I work? hmm.. I work in KPEI. KPEI is kliring penjaminan efek indonesia. I have been working there since 21 December 2009. KPEI is one of SRO company in Indonesia. SRO (Self Regulatory Office) members are KPEI, KSEI, and IDX / BEI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum gw kerja d KPEI.. gw bekerja di bank permata, bintaro.. Gw kerja di situ 1 bulan doang.. Suasana kerja ok, komputer keren, gaji lumayan, yg kurang sreg adalah lokasinya itu di bintaro.. Sangat jauh skali.. hmmmmmmmmm. Di situ gw blajar proses bisnis dan kerja sistem atm JHA,Base24, dll.. Gw rada ga enak jg kluar resign dengan mendadak pas hari pertama manager gw liburan.. hahaha.. But, I have thought about it thouroughly before I signed the contract.. There was no policy about one month notice for probation permanent employee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah itu gw pindah kerja ke KPEI. KPEI itu kantornya di BEI. Nah.. gw brangkat ke kantor tiap hari itu paling telat jam 6 pagi dengan busway.. sampe kantor jem 7.. gw males siang2 soalnya halte harmoni pasti rame gilak.. gw kerja dari jem 8 - jem 5 sore.. Setiap hari rabu kamis jumat ada olahraga di semanggi expo ama senayan. Ada futsal, bulu tangkis, squash. Hmm.. Intinya secara overall cukup nyaman lah di sini.. kesejahteraan karyawan diperhatikan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. sgini dulu.. ntar bsok update lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi sibuk euy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2421562096744312942?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2421562096744312942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2421562096744312942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2421562096744312942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2421562096744312942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/02/re-opening-blog-again.html' title='Re-opening BloG again'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-9196730210447199094</id><published>2010-02-11T07:26:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T07:44:13.454+07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 tips for intervieweeeee</title><content type='html'>Just wanna share some nice tips..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/appeaser.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 288px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/appeaser.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/trash.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 435px; height: 256px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/trash.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/apologizer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 406px; height: 242px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/apologizer.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/bullshitter.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 416px; height: 298px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/bullshitter.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/stench.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 213px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/stench.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/mute.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 233px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/mute.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/nervous.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 434px; height: 263px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/nervous.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/talker.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 451px; height: 285px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/talker.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/underdresser.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 219px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/underdresser.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/overdresser.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 224px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/overdresser.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/header.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 216px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/theoatmeal-img/comics/interviewees/header.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for u !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-9196730210447199094?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/9196730210447199094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=9196730210447199094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/9196730210447199094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/9196730210447199094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-tips-for-intervieweeeee.html' title='10 tips for intervieweeeee'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-4766728399118808460</id><published>2010-02-03T13:00:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:06:19.608+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Valentine.. (share story..)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stat.ks.kidsklik.com/files/2010/02/kisah-valentine-terakhir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 223px;" src="http://stat.ks.kidsklik.com/files/2010/02/kisah-valentine-terakhir.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pernah bertanya dalam hatiku, apa yang aku cari ketika di hari semua orang memberikan kasih sayang. Sedangkan aku tetap di sini untuk terdiam, bertanya siapa yang akan memberikan aku sebuah coklat ataupun setangkai mawar merah yang artinya aku disayangi. Dan ternyata hingga kini usiaku 20 tahun, tak seorang pun yang memberikan hadiah, namun tahun ini aku mendapatkan sebuah hal yang tak pernah aku pikirkan. Hadiah dari kakekku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia datang menempuh jarak yang cukup jauh dengan sepeda tuanya yang layak untuk dimuseumkan. Bunyi sepeda yang mengiris dengki dan ngilu. Namun ia tetap setia datang untuk memberikan aku sebuah hadiah. Aku membuka pintu utama rumahku ketika ia datang memarkir sepedanya di halaman rumahku. Ia tersenyum menatapku dengan membuka topi tua klasik Cinanya. Usianya yang sudah 70 tahun tampak terlihat dengan rambutnya yang sudah memutih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kakek kok siang-siang gini datang , apa ga kepanasan?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gapapa. Mana mamamu?” Tanya Kakek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dia lagi pergi ke rumah tetangga..?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.. ya sudah tak apa? Kamu kenapa tidak kuliah?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya, ampun kakek ini kan hari libur . Hari Minggu. Kakek pikun ya?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah.. maaf, Kakek lupa. Ini Kakek ada hadiah kecil untuk kamu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakek memberikan aku sebuah hadiah dalam kotak kecil kusam yang berwarna merah. Tampak dekil dan aku menyentuhnya dengan sedikit jijik lalu membukanya tampak sebuah liontin anting berbentuk bunga matahari perak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apa ini.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ini hadiah untuk kamu, Cuma ada satu. Satunya lagi ilang. Ini saja baru kakek temukan pas lagi beres-beres gudang, sayang kalau dibuang. Itu hadiah berkesan kakek untuk kamu.?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hah.. mana jaman aku pake ginian..?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hehehe.. ya simpan saja kalau kamu tidak suka?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh..kakek mau masuk dulu ga?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kakek mau duduk di teras rumah saja. Kamu ambilkan kakek teh hangat saja?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oo.. ya sudah, tunggu ya..!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa saat kemudian aku keluar dengan sebuah teh hangat sisa milik ayahku yang sedang pergi bersama ibu. Memberikan teh tersebut di meja teras, menatap wajah kakek yang sedang termenung memandang halaman rumahku yang dipenuhi ikan mas di kolam kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kek. Ini air tehnya..!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Makasih.. kamu kenapa kok Valentine gini masih di rumah?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hm.. kakek tau Valentine juga ya.. kirain ga ada jamannya!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Enak saja. Biar tua gini.. kakek juga pernah muda lah!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh gitu ya..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku memperhatikan wajahnya yang termenung. Keringat basah yang bercucuran di keningnya terlihat menyatu dengan keriput tua di garis wajahnya. Lalu ia tiba-tiba mengajakku bicara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kamu kenapa tidak punya pacar sampe sekarang?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ga tau , Kek. Nasib jelek kali. Emangnya kenapa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ga pa pa. Kakek juga pernah berpikir sama kayak kamu kok. Tapi jangan cemas Agnes cucuku. Takdir cinta manusia itu akan selalu ada..!”|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lah.. kok bisa ngomong gitu. Kan Agnes ga jelek-jelek amat, Kek. Kenapa masih single ya. Iri deh sama temen temen yang punya pacar di Valentine gini.!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hehehe.. kakek ada cerita buat kamu. Mau denger..?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mulai males mendengarkan dongengnya yang selalu kudengar sejak kecil. Namun kesepian dalam rumah juga membosankan. Akhirnya aku terdiam mendengarkan kisahnya saja. Toh tidak ada salahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di masa lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin ( Kakekku) adalah seorang pria pemalu dalam segala hal. Bahkan hingga ia duduk dibangku SMA ia tidak mendapatkan kekasih yang ia inginkan. Namun ia bertaruh dengan seorang rekannya akan membawa seorang wanita di hari Valentine. Ia pun bertekad memamerkan wanita itu pada harinya. Dengan segenap usaha dan waktu yang sempit ia pun mulai mencari-cari. Dari adik kelas yang cantik hingga kakak kelas yang cantik semuanya ia coba cari untuk menjadi pacarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun tidak ada satupun yang berhasil membuat hatinya luluh. Wajah Martin tidak jelek-jelek banget untuk menjadi pria jomblo. Ketika ia pulang sekolah dengan sepedanya yang masih ada hingga sekarang ia pake. Bannya kempes karena tertancap paku. Ia pun terpaksa mendorong sepeda itu hingga ke rumah. Di dalam perjalanan. Seorang gadis muda berlari memukul kepalanya dengan keras, gadis itu tampak pucat. Martin kontan marah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ngapain sih kamu pake mukul kepala aku. Sakit tau?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gadis itu tampak pucat dan tidak bicara. Ia hanya mengerakkan tangan seperti memberikan sandi kepada Martin untuk mengerti maksudnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apa sih. Ga ngerti ah.. gila ya kamu?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gadis itu terus mengerakkan tangannya. Wajahnya seperti meminta pertolongan. Martin mengira gadis itu tidak waras. Lalu pergi ketakutan. Tapi gadis itu tidak menyerah begitu saja, ia pun menarik lengan baju Martin. Martin pun semakin marah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eh orang cacat ngapain sih ganggu aku. Ngomong aja ga bisa. Uda sana pergi”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gadis itu terdiam. Ia menangis. Dan Martin menjadi tak enak hati berkata kasar. Lalu berkata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Emang ada apa sih?” tanya Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gadis itu menarik tangan Martin untuk mengikutinya. Memasuki sebuah tepi hutan kosong. Ketika mereka tiba. Terlihat seekor anak burung terjatuh dari kandangnya yang terdapat di atas rumah pohon belimbing. Martin mengerti maksud gadis itu, ia hendak meminta tolong mengembalikan burung kecil itu di atas pohon. Ia hanya berpikir mengapa gadis itu harus peduli terhadap burung kecil yang tak ada artinya tersebut. Untungnya bayi burung kecil itu tidak terluka. Ia selamat ke kandangnya , gadis itu tampak senang. Wajahnya yang sedih kemudian berseri seri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uda kan. Sana pulang..?” ujar Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin pun meninggalkan gadis itu begitu saja. Namun gadis itu menempuk badannya dari belakang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kenapa lagi?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gadis itu mengambil sebuah tangkai pohon kecil menuliskan sesuatu di tanah liat. Lalu Martin membacanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maaf aku bisu, aku tulis disini saja. Nama kamu sapa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“.. oh nama aku Martin, kamu?” jawab Martin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Angel…” tulisan itu berkata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.. Angel ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gadis itu kemudian menuliskan tulisan kembali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Terima kasih. salam kenal”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok. Sama sama.. aku pulang dulu ya. Kamu pulang sana.. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin berjalan meninggalkan Angel. Namun Angel terus mengikuti pria itu. ia menjadi risih namun tidak berusaha peduli. Ia terus menuntun sepedanya dan gadis itu terus mengikutinya, ia semakin emosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ngapain sih kamu, ikutin aku terus?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gadis itu terdiam kemudian menunjuk rumah di sampingnya. Martin yang tampak marah ikut terdiam memperhatikan rumah di pinggir jalan yang cukup besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Itu rumah kamu?” tanya Martin dan Angel mengangguk tanda ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.. sorry kirain kamu ikutin aku terus. Kalau gitu pulang sana. Aku mau pulang juga!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin memastikan gadis itu telah masuk ke rumahnya, hatinya tenang. Ia berpikir gadis itu cantik namun sayang ia bisu. Andai saja ia tidak bisu ia akan terlihat sempurna. Ketika beberapa meter berjalan. Gadis itu kemudian kembali berlari mendekatinya. Nyaris saja Martin naik pitam namun ketika gadis itu muncul dengan alat pompa ia mulai mengerti kebaikan gadis itu. Martin menatapnya gadis itu yang baik hati. Kemudian mereka berpisah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokan harinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin sedikit emosi ketika sahabatnya Hendra tak henti-henti mengejek dia tidak laku. Hari Valentine semakin dekat. Namun ia belum saja mendapatkan gadis impian. Akhirnya ia pun memutuskan bolos dari pelajaran selanjutnya. Ia menarik sepedanya kabur dari sekolah dengan ejekan teman-temannya. Ia mengayuh arah sepedanya tampak arah. Kemudian hujan turun. Ia terhenti di sebuah pohon kecil untuk berteduh dari hujan besar tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sialan Hendra , pake ngeledekin gua. Dia ga tau aja cewek impian gua kayak apa. Emangnya gua murahan kayak dia semua juga diembat! Bikin keki aja!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika ia mengeluh. Hujan tak semakin mengecil namun semakin besar. Tiba tiba muncul Angel gadis bisu yang ia jumpai dengan sebuah payung berjalan melihatnya. Gadis itu kemudian menyapanya dengan tepukan tangan. Martin yang sedang melamun sedikit kaget ketika melihat Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ngapain kamu ujan-ujan keluyuran?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini gadis itu tidak lagi terdiam , ia mengambil tas yang berisi buku kecil kemudian menuliskannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Habis pergi lihat burung kemarin. Ingat?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. Inget , ngapain dilihatin terus. Emang itu burung kamu?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bukan. Itu burung tak dikenal. Kasian takut jatuh lagi. Dan ternyata tidak. Kamu keujanan ya?” tulisnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya, iyalah emang kalau disini berdiri ngapain?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tunggu ya.. aku pulang ambil payung buat kamu?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hah, ga usah.. repotin aja..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel tersenyum kemudian berlari bersama payungnya menembus hujan lebat. Mungkin ia tidak mendengarkan suara larangan Martin karena hujan besar membisingkan suasana. Beberapa saat kemudian gadis itu kembali dengan pakaian yang basah walau menggunakan payung. Ia tersenyum sambil memberikan payung itu pada Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Idih. kamu ngeyel amet sih. Uda bilang jangan! Liat deh kamu jadi basah kuyup gitu”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ga pa pa.. aku uda biasa. Ini payung pake ya.. aku mesti pulang dulu!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Terus aku balikin payung ini gimana?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kamu masih inget kan rumahku. Ntar kalau sempat kembalikan, kalau tidak sempat ya sudah buat kamu saja!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.. ya udah!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin melihat gadis itu berlari menghilang diantara hujan. Ternyata Angel berlari di sebuah tempat orang lain berteduh. Ia melihat seorang ibu yang terdiam menunggu hujan dengan payung yang ia tidak pakai. Kemudian memberikan payung itu pada ibu tersebut, ia berhenti dijalan tadi sebelumnya ia berkata pada ibu itu untuk meminjam payungnya sesaat karena tidak mungkin ia pulang ke rumah mengambil payung. Lalu payung yang ia gunakan sekarang ia berikan kepada ibu itu. Payung miliknya kini dipakai oleh Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin menuju rumah gadis itu untuk mengembalikan payung yang ia pinjam hujan lusa lalu. Ia tiba ke rumah yang cukup besar. Namun tampak sepi, ia mengetuk pintu dan kemudian muncul Angel menyambutnya. Tampak basa-basi Martin mengembalikan payung tersebut. Ia menatap wajah Angel yang cukup cantik dari kepala hingga kakinya. Dan mulai berpikir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mungkin kalau Angel aku bawa ke Valentine nanti. Mereka bakal kaget ya. Cantik. Tapi dia kan bisu. Gimana ntar jadi ejekan lagi! “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia pun melewatkan angan-angan itu. Dan pergi menuju sekolahnya. Angel menatap pria itu dengan tersenyum. Melambai-lambaikan tangannya terlihat girang memberikan salam perpisahan. Di sekolah, kembali terjadi perdebatan dengan Hendra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tin, Valentine itu besok. Mana cewek kamu?” ledek Hendra dan Albert terdiam sambil berpura pura menulis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Udalah Tin. Kita tau kok. Kamu homo hahaha” seluruh kelas tertawa dan Martin mulai tidak tahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gua bukan homo. Gua ada pacar. Namanya Angel !!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seluruh isi kelas yang bising menjadi sunyi mendengar ucapan Martin. Hendra tidak percaya begitu saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.. kalau gitu besok buktikan. Tapi kalau sampe dia ga ada atau kamu cuma bohong. Kamu kita anggap homo, semua orang uda pikir gitu juga. Ok!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin terlanjur mengeluarkan janji yang tidak bisa ia pungkirin. Sepanjang perjalanan ia mulai berpikir kesalahan fatal yang ia katakan. Namun tidak ada jalan lain selain menjalankan semuanya dengan terpaksa. Ia pun pergi menuju rumah Angel. Angel menyambutnya dengan gembira. Lalu terlihat kaget mendengarkan ajakan Valentine dari Martin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mau ga kamu besok ikut Valentine Day di sekolahku?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Emang boleh?” tulis Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Boleh.. tapi janji satu hal ya! Sama aku!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maaf sebelumnya. Jangan pernah tunjukin ke semua orang kalau kamu itu bisu?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wajah Angel seketika terlihat murung,walau tersinggung ia pun bersedia menyanggupinya. Martin pun mengatur semuanya. Mulai dari semua pembicaraan yang tidak boleh menunjukkan ia adalah seorang bisu. Hingga penjemputan dan apapun yang dapat membuatnya tidak malu karena membawa Angel ke sekolahnya. Hari itu pun ditunggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokan harinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin terpaku ketika menjemput Angel dengan sepedanya. Gadis itu terlihat cantik dengan gaun putihnya. Ia pun membawanya ke sekolah. Di sekolah telah terlihat semua murid yang membawa pasangan masing-masing. Ketika Martin dan Angel tiba. Semua mata terpaku tak percaya. Mengapa Martin bisa membawa seorang gadis cantik. Termasuk Hendra. Lawan taruhannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ini Angel. Pasangan gua!” kenal Martin pada Hendra yang juga langsung jatuh cinta pada pandangan pertama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian keduanya meninggalkan Hendra dengan perasaan malu karena harus mengakui kehebatan Martin. Pesta berakhir sukses dengan kemenangan Martin. Kemudian Martin dan Angel dapat pulang dengan senyuman besar. Dalam perjalanan, Angel menepuk pundak Martin dari sepedanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kenapa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mau anterin aku ke rumah pohon burung itu ga?” tulis Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin pun melaju sepedanya ke rumah pohon tersebut. Ketika mereka tiba.Angel menangis histeris. Ini pertama kalinya Martin mendengar suara pertama dari gadis itu. Ia menangis karena burung kecil itu terjatuh lagi dan kali ini terluka cukup parah hingga kakinya mengalami luka. Martin dan Angel tidak dapat berbuat apa apa selain membawa burung itu ke rumah Angel. Setelah mengobati lukanya . burung itu dirawat di rumah Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kamu kenapa begitu peduli sama burung kecil ini”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Karena burung ini hidup di kandang yang dibuat oleh Kakek untuk aku sebelum meninggal?” tulis Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu Angel pun bercerita bahwa ia memang datang ke kampung Kakeknya untuk mengambil barang-barang yang hendak dipindahkan dari rumah kakeknya, jadi ia hanya menikmati liburan di sini. Hingga ayah dan ibunya datang menjemputnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jadi kamu akan pergi dong?” tanya Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Iya.. kapan-kapan kamu datang ya ke daerah aku di Jawa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hm. Kalau ada waktu datang dong. Kan rumah ini tetap perlu dijaga.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Iya pasti kok.. lagian aku masih lama disini.. tenang aja!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin pun semakin dekat dengan gadis itu. Setiap hari mereka selalu merawat burung itu bersama. Hubungan yang semakin dekat dari hari ke hari. Hingga Hendra memergoki Martin bersama gadis itu dan menyadari gadis itu cacat. Ia mulai berambisi membuat malu Martin di seluruh kelasnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika Martin pergi ke sekolah dan semua memandangnya lucu. Ia tak mengerti apa yang mereka tertawakan hingga ketika ia tiba di kelasnya. Muncul tulisan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“PACAR MARTIN ITU CACAT ALIAS BISU. KASIAN DEH”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin spontan marah. Dan menghapus tulisan itu, namun semua orang mulai tau. Dan ia pun menjadi malu karenanya. Hendra datang menghampirinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;” Ternyata levelmu ama gadis cacat ya hahahaha”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendengar ejekan itu . Martin marah dan menghajar Hendra, mereka terlibat perkelahian dan dihukum oleh guru mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin yang telah malu, menjadi bodoh sehingga ia mulai berpikir untuk memperbaiki nama baiknya dengan memacari seorang adik kelas yang ia tidak cintai. Mereka pun jadian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sementara itu Hendra mengunakan kesempatan ini untuk bertemu dengan Angel. Ia pun membongkar semua tujuan Martin kepada Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jadi dia deketin kamu cuma buat bikin aku malu karena dia keliatan laku, punya pacar. Padahal dia cuma manfaatin kamu. Mana mau dia sama kamu. Cacat. Bisu gitu” kata Hendra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel berlari menangis mendengarkan kata kata itu. Ia mulai curiga ketika melihat Martin menghilang sejak beberapa hari lalu tanpa pernah menemuinya. Ia tiba di rumahnya penuh air mata. Hatinya terluka. Sedangkan Martin tidak pernah tau jika rahasia tujuannya kepada Angel telah dibongkar oleh Hendra. Ia memang tak pernah mengunjungi Angel untuk beberapa hari karena kekasih barunya selalu ingin ditemanin setiap saat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel merawat burung kecil itu hingga kembali normal. Ia pun berpikir untuk mengembalikan burung itu ke rumah kecilnya. Ketika ia mencoba memanjat ke rumah pohon itu ia terjatuh. Martin tiba tiba muncul dan menolongnya. Namun Angel mendorong tubuhnya dengan wajah marah. Martin menjadi bingung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kok kamu marah, kenapa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel tidak berkata apapun. Ia pergi begitu saja meninggalkan Martin Tanpa sadar ketika terjatuh. Liontin anting yang Angel kenakan terjatuh satu di lantai. Martin mengambilnya lalu mengejar gadis itu yang sedang berjalan dengan kaki kesakitan. Martin berusaha memanggil Angel. Namun ia tidak mengerti mengapa gadis itu marah padanya. Ia pun menghentikan langkah gadis tersebut. Angel mengeluarkan sebuah tulisan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aku memang cacat. Tapi aku ga bodoh. Aku bukan mainan yang bisa kamu gunakan buat acara Valentine kamu sebagai wanita pajangan! Terlebih buat taruhan kamu sama temen kamu!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin sontak kaget ketika rahasia yang ia simpan rapat. Ia melihat Angel menangis dan hatinya merasa tak enak. Lalu membiarkan gadis itu pergi. Ketika gadis itu semakin menjauh ia menyadari kesalahanya. Lalu berteriak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Angel Maaf, Maaf !”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel terhenti , namun hatinya terlanjur sakit. Ia pun meninggalkan pria itu seorang diri. Martin menatap liontin anting di tangannya. Ia merasa tidak pantas untuk bicara dengannya. Kemudian kembali ke rumah pohon kecil burung tersebut. Ia pun ingin menembus kesalahannya terhadap Angel. Rumah pohon itu tampak rusak karena dibangun seadanya. Ia pun ingin memberikan hadian kepada Angel dengan membuat rumah baru untuk burung-burung yang akan hidup di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin pun menjadi sibuk setiap harinya. Dengan penuh perjuangan ia membangun rumah tersebut. Dan berhasil dengan sempurna tiga hari kemudian. Rumah burung di atas pohon itu menjadi indah dan rapi. Ia pun segera menuju rumah Angel. Angel sesungguhnya selalu memperhatikan apa yang dilakukan Martin setiap harinya. Ia menyadari laki laki itu tidak seburuk yang ia pikir. Namun ia sadar kepergiannya sesaat lagi akan tiba. Ia pun sadar dirinya yang cacat dan bisu hanya menjadi celahan Hendra bila bersama Martin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia pun meminta pembantunya untuk bilang kepada Martin kalau ia telah kembali ke kampung halamannya. Martin tampak shock mendengarkan kepergian gadis itu begitu cepat. Ia termenung bersalah, kemudian memberikan liontin anting yang dijatuhkan Angel kepada pembantunya agar diberikan kelak bila bertemu kembali. Dengan air mata yang jatuh membasahi pipi. Angel pun menatap kepergian Martin penuh duka. Martin pun kembali ke rumah dengan perasaaan sedih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari kemudian Jepang datang menginvasi Indonesia. Daerah tempat tinggal Martin menjadi salah satu konflik. Ia pun harus segera mengungsi bersama orang tuanya. Sebelum ia pergi ia sempatkan untuk melihat rumah burung kecil di atas pohon. Tampak burung kecil itu menjadi dewasa dan hendak terbang. Dan ia menemukan sesuatu di rumah tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebuah liontin anting yang ia titipkan kepada sang pembantu dan sebuah surat kecil tulisan Angel di kertas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Terima kasih atas rumah kecil ini. Kelak mungkin kita tidak akan pernah sadar kita adalah sebuah takdir. Simpanlah satu liotin ini sebagai kenangan terakhir yang bisa kuberikan kepadamu. Jika kita berumur panjang kita akan bertemu, jika tidak biarkan kehidupan lain menanti kita. Satu di hatiku. Satu di hatimu untuk selamanya”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin menangis dengan berat hati ia menyimpan liontin tersebut. Dan ia pun mengungsi untuk selamat dari perperangan. Angel pun menghilang dengan selamanya. Sejak saat itu mereka tidak pernah bertemu. Setelah perang usai. Martin pergi ke Belanda untuk kuliah dan kembali dengan menikahi seorang wanita yang akhirnya menjadi nenek Agnes. Ia tak pernah menyadari liontin itu tersimpan dan masih ada hingga ia membersihan isi gudangnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali ke masa kini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes tanpa terasa menitikkan air mata ketika mendengarkan kisah kakeknya. Tidak seperti biasa ia selalu mengantuk ataupun beralasan untuk tidak pernah niat untuk mendengar. Kali ini kisah tersebut telah meruntuhkan sanubarinya untuk mendengar kisah tragis cinta tersebut. Hanya satu pertanyaan yang bisa ia berikan kepada sang kakek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kakek apa yang akan kakek lakukan bila bisa bertemu Angel lagi”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Itu tidak mungkin.. dia mungkin telah meninggal usia kakek sudah 70an sekarang, ketika dulu ia lebih tua 3 tahun dari kakek. Mungkin telah meninggal. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya.. jawab dong kalau andai saja!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok. Kakek mau bilang satu hal sama dia. Kisah Valentine antara kakek dengan dia adalah kisah terakhir yang paling indah dalam hidup kakek. Karena itulah Valentine pertama kakek”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel memeluk kakeknya. ia begitu terharu terhadap kisah cinta sang kakek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa tahun kemudian Agnes mendapatkan seorang laki laki yang ia cintai dan akhirnya menikah. Dalam sebuah undangan yang tak terduga, datang seorang wanita tua dengan sebuah tongkat di tangannya bersama sang cucu. Nenek itu mengenakan kalung yang tak asing bagi Agnes. Nenek itu memberikan ucapan selamat. Agnes hanya memandang nenek itu seperti asing namun tidak pada kalung ya ia gunakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakek yang duduk di kursi paling ujung. Mendapatkan giliran untuk bersalaman. Kakek melihat dengan jelas liontin yang nenek itu pake. Air matanya terhanyut begitu saja. Sang nenek bertanya kepada cucu itu melalui cucunya yang mengerti bahasa isyarat tangan dari sang nenek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kakek, nenek saya ingin berkata sesuatu pada kakek “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apa nak?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kakek sudah tua tak perlu malu menangis di hadapan anak anak muda hehehe” ledek nenek itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Siapa nama nenekmu?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ANGEL..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share story yg bagus menjelang valentine.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-4766728399118808460?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4766728399118808460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=4766728399118808460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/4766728399118808460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/4766728399118808460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-last-valentine-share-story.html' title='My Last Valentine.. (share story..)'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-989140420460498784</id><published>2010-02-02T08:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T08:23:01.517+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update Februari</title><content type='html'>hmm.. skrg saya sedang sibuk bekerja di BEJ, sudirman.. tapi jgn khawatir.. blog saya akan saya coba update.. ^^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-989140420460498784?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/989140420460498784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=989140420460498784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/989140420460498784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/989140420460498784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-februari.html' title='Update Februari'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7670576077748777059</id><published>2010-01-02T08:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:26:01.007+07:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY XMAS 09 &amp; HAPPY NEW YEAR 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rlv.zcache.com/beary_merry_christmas_2009_sticker-p217400964487097012qjcl_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/beary_merry_christmas_2009_sticker-p217400964487097012qjcl_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://www.dreamstime.com/new-year-2010-fireworks-thumb5943912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 216px;" src="http://www.dreamstime.com/new-year-2010-fireworks-thumb5943912.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry xmas and happy new year all.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7670576077748777059?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7670576077748777059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7670576077748777059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7670576077748777059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7670576077748777059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-xmas-09-happy-new-year-10.html' title='MERRY XMAS 09 &amp; HAPPY NEW YEAR 10'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-1334008095956708598</id><published>2009-12-06T06:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T06:18:15.603+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Owl CIty - fireflies</title><content type='html'>You would not believe your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If ten million fireflies lit up the world as I fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they'd fill the open air&lt;br /&gt;And leave teardrops everywhere&lt;br /&gt;You'd think me rude but I would just stand and stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything is never as it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs&lt;br /&gt;As they tried to teach me how to dance&lt;br /&gt;A foxtrot above my head&lt;br /&gt;A sock hop beneath my bed&lt;br /&gt;A disco ball is just hanging by a thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I fall asleep leave my door open just a crack&lt;br /&gt;[ Owl City Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I feel like such an insomniac&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here)&lt;br /&gt;Why do I tire of counting sheep&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here)&lt;br /&gt;When I'm far too tired to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ten million fireflies&lt;br /&gt;I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I got misty eyes as they said farewell&lt;br /&gt;But I'll know where several are&lt;br /&gt;If my dreams get real bizarre&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus:] (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I fall asleep)&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe that planet earth turns slowly&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;Because my dreams are bursting at the seams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna share lyrics..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-1334008095956708598?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1334008095956708598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=1334008095956708598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1334008095956708598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1334008095956708598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/owl-city-fireflies.html' title='Owl CIty - fireflies'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6653455627351035983</id><published>2009-10-12T19:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:58:14.772+07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>being the only one child, single child in the family sometimes is frustrating.. argh..&lt;br /&gt;i don't get the approval to work abroad for ten years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@!@$%^@$%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6653455627351035983?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6653455627351035983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6653455627351035983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6653455627351035983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6653455627351035983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/10/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-8358083781159383747</id><published>2009-10-02T22:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:31:12.937+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons to learn for understanding girls..</title><content type='html'>1. When a girl says she's sad, but she isn't crying, it means she's crying in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;2. When she ignores you after you've done something wrong, it's best to give her some time to cool down before touching her heart with an apology.&lt;br /&gt;3. A girl can't find anything to hate about the guy she loves (which is why it is so hard for her to 'get over him'after the relationship's over.)&lt;br /&gt;4. If a girl loves a guy, he will always be on her mind every minute of the day, even though she flirts with other guys.&lt;br /&gt;5. When the guy she likes smiles and stares deep into her eyes, she will melt.&lt;br /&gt;6. A girl likes to hear compliments, but usually is not sure how to react to them.&lt;br /&gt;7. When a particular guy flirts with a girl very often, a girl would start thinking the guy likes her. So if you treat a girl just as a friend, go easy on the smiles and stare ok?&lt;br /&gt;8. If you don't like a girl who likes you, break it to her gently.&lt;br /&gt;9. If a girl starts avoiding you after you reject her, leave her alone for a while. If you still treat her as a friend, talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;10. Girls enjoy talking about what they feel. Music, poetry, drawings and writing are ways of expressing themselves (which explains why most girls like writing journals).&lt;br /&gt;11. Never tell a girl that she is useless in any way.&lt;br /&gt;12. Being too serious can turn a girl off.&lt;br /&gt;13. When the guy she likes calls her for the first time, the girl may act uninterested during the call. But as soon as the phone is back on the hook, she will whoop with joy and immediately start telephoning her friends to spread the news.&lt;br /&gt;14. A smile means a lot to a girl.&lt;br /&gt;15. If you like a girl, try making friends with her first. Let her get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;16. If a girl says she can't go out with you because she has to study, leave.&lt;br /&gt;17. But if she still calls you or expect a call from you, stay.&lt;br /&gt;18. Don't try to guess a girl's feelings. Ask her.&lt;br /&gt;19. Hearing the words "I love you" is a great reassurance to a girl that she is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;20. After a girl falls in love with a guy, she'll wonder why she never noticed him before.&lt;br /&gt;21. If you need tips on how to flirt with a girl,read romance stories.&lt;br /&gt;22. When class pictures come out, a girl would first check who is standing next to her crush before actually looking at herself.&lt;br /&gt;23. A girl's ex-crush will always be in her memory, but the guy she loves now stays in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;24. Girls love having fun!&lt;br /&gt;25. A simple 'Hi' can brighten a girl's day.&lt;br /&gt;26. A girl's best friends usually know best what she is feeling and going through.&lt;br /&gt;27. Girls hate it when a guy pays attention to them just to get close to their 'prettier' friend.&lt;br /&gt;28. Love means devotion, caring and happiness to a girl, in that order.&lt;br /&gt;29. Some girls care about looks, some care about brains, but ALL girls want a guy who will love and care for them.&lt;br /&gt;30. Girls want nothing more than to feel loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. any comments girls? ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-8358083781159383747?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8358083781159383747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=8358083781159383747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8358083781159383747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/8358083781159383747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/10/lessons-to-learn-for-understanding.html' title='Lessons to learn for understanding girls..'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-3101634378669869382</id><published>2009-09-13T08:16:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:03:28.099+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unimportant Post</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. My blog is sangatlah gersang dan tidak terupdate.. wokwokwok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padahal sudah tidak sibuk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-3101634378669869382?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3101634378669869382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=3101634378669869382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3101634378669869382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3101634378669869382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/09/unimportant-post.html' title='Unimportant Post'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-3119152900037099417</id><published>2009-06-13T18:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:31:13.208+07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Love + Dating, Relationship, Story]~I Want Divorce!</title><content type='html'>My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders. Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love. One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" he asked, shocked. "I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!" I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can't even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked me:" What can I do to change your mind?" Somebody said it right, it's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: "Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said:" I will give you your answer tomorrow...." My hopes just sank by listening to his response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear, "I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further.." This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your Tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do... I could not pick that flower yet, and die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting...and as I continue on reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk... I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread.... Now&lt;br /&gt;I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone... That's life, and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form.. .flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands.. and that's our life.. Love, not words win arguments..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-3119152900037099417?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3119152900037099417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=3119152900037099417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3119152900037099417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3119152900037099417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-dating-relationship-storyi-want.html' title='[Love + Dating, Relationship, Story]~I Want Divorce!'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-3497596814313632589</id><published>2009-06-13T18:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:21:25.745+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love + Dating, Reflection, Story</title><content type='html'>Daniel: I guess we are the left overs in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: I think so.. All of my friends have boyfriends &amp; we are the only 2 persons left in this world without any special someone in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Yup! I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: I know! We'll play a game.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: What game?&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: I'll be your girlfriend for 30 days &amp; you will be my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: That's a great plan in fact, I don't have anything to do for the following weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1:&lt;br /&gt;They watched their first movie together &amp; were both touched in the romantic film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 4:&lt;br /&gt;They went to the beach &amp; had a picnic... Daniel &amp; Jasmine had their quality time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 12:&lt;br /&gt;Daniel invited Jasmine to a circus and they went to a Horror House.. Jasmine was scared and she tried to touch Daniel's hand but by accident she touched someone else's and they both laughed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 14:&lt;br /&gt;They saw a fortune teller down the road and asked for their future. The fortune teller said: "My darlings, please don't waste the time of your lives... spend your time together happily." Then tears flow from the teller's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 20:&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine invited Daniel to go to the hill and they saw a meteor... Jasmine mumbled something .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 28:&lt;br /&gt;They rode on a bus and because of the bumpy road, Jasmine gave her first kiss to Daniel by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 29:&lt;br /&gt;11:37 pm&lt;br /&gt;Daniel &amp; Jasmine were sitting in the park where they first decided to play this game ...&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: I'm tired Jasmine... do you want any drinks? I'll buy you one.. I'll just go down the road..&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: Apple juice would be fine,thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Wait for me...&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes later ... a stranger approched Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: Are you a friend of Daniel?&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: Yes, why? What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger : A reckless drunken driver ran over Daniel &amp; he is critical in the hospital .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:57pm&lt;br /&gt;The doctor came out from the emergency room &amp; handed out an apple juice &amp; a letter to Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: We found this in Daniel's pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine read the letter which says:&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine, this past few days, I realized you are really a cute girl &amp; I am falling for you.. your cherished smile, your everything when we played this game.. &amp; before this game ends, I would like you to be my girlfriend for the rest of my life. I love you, Jasmine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine crumples the paper &amp; shouted..&lt;br /&gt;"Daniel! I don't want you to die...I love you... Remember that night we saw a meteor? I mumbled something.. I wished that we would be together forever &amp; never end this game. Please don't leave me, Daniel... I love you, you cannot do this to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the clock strikes 12&lt;br /&gt;Daniel's heart stop pumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN IT WAS THE 30th DAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always love your loved ones &amp; show them how you feel before it's too late.. You will never know when they will be gone from your embrace.. If you were given a time to bestow petals of everlasting compassion &amp; love to your love ones, today is the day. Love them while they are still here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-3497596814313632589?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3497596814313632589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=3497596814313632589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3497596814313632589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3497596814313632589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-dating-reflection-story.html' title='Love + Dating, Reflection, Story'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-3053723759011079297</id><published>2009-05-29T12:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:43:09.039+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nice article..</title><content type='html'>“You shouldn´t compare yourself to others!”, people might tell you. Of course, without an explanation this is about as good advice as “Just be yourself!” or “Just be more confident!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely it will not help at all. So, why shouldn’t we compare ourselves to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason is that there is always someone - or more likely, a bunch of folks – better than you. If you focus your mind to compare your life to other people´s lives you will always find someone new above you. And your self-esteem will take a beating. If you get a nicer car to feel better compared to Bill Patterson next door and you´ll feel satisfied for a while. The next day, on you way to work, you notice that the guy who´s always out walking his poodle at weekends has an even sweeter ride than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you buy a better car than him six months later then you will soon notice that the Amberson kid around the corner has made millions via some internet-contraption and now drives a Koenigsegg to school. One of the big reasons we compare our lives is to get approval. And in general I think that wanting approval from others is a big obstacle in both personal growth and living a happy life. We may want the neighbours, friends etc. to think/say: “Did you see that new car/swimming-pool/shoes? It is the coolest on the block. S/he´s is moving up in the world”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A problem with comparing yourself to others and wanting approval from them is that you let others control how you feel in life. You feel bad when you are saving for the new car. You feel great when you finally have gotten enough money to drive it home. And then you feel bad again when you see that someone else has an even finer automobile. It´s a bit like being puppet and having other people pulling the strings. They limit you movements and your life. You might have some movement but the strings controls which way you are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to gain that inner freedom&lt;br /&gt;The thing about lessening your need for approval is that you have give up both positive and negative approval. They are connected because when if you no longer crave positive cheers and approval from people then you will no longer have fears of not getting that approval either. When you really start to give it up – which might have to be done over time and with patience as your ego probably will want to snap back to seeking that sweet, sweet approval - you start to realise that neither of them are that important. They are really only as important as you decide they are. You are what you think you are and the world is what you think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way to free yourself is to put in some massive, drastic action. Like, instead of driving your car, starting to ride a bicycle to work. This could catapult you right into disapproval and let you move outside your comfort zone quickly. When you first move out of your comfort zone it is uncomfortable. But after a while you get used to it and the discomfort starts to dissipate. If you try this method you may discover that people don´t care as much as you feared - maybe they are busy worrying about their own problems and what others may think of them. Or you can find that you´ve had a positive effect on others. Next week maybe you are not the only one riding a bicycle to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A third way is one I´ve discovered recently though Eckhart Tolle´s dvd “The Flowering of Human Consciousness”. It´s a bit counter-intuitive but bear with me. Whenever you feel some feeling you don´t want to feel, like neediness for approval from someone then don´t struggle with this feeling. Don´t try and keep it out. Then it will just be further entangled in your mind and possibly even strengthened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, accept the feeling. Say yes to it. Surrender and let it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe the feeling in your mind and body without judging it. If you just let it in and observe it for maybe a minute or two something wonderful happens. The feeling just vanishes. Yeah, I know, it sounds weird but give it a try. The funny thing is when you no longer need approval from others, when you stop comparing yourself to others you will have a greater inner freedom to do what you want. You will notice positive opportunities in your life that wasn´t there before. And, as usual, don´t feel too bad or beat yourself up if you snap back to wanting approval. Just get back on track the next day, keep it up and gradually you will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you found this article is useful, then invite ur friends to join this group. How to : http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=33196479724&amp;topic=9768&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 This inspiring message delivered by Inspiration Inbox&lt;br /&gt;http://www.inspiration-inbox.com (English)&lt;br /&gt;http://id.inspiration-inbox.com (Bahasa Indonesia)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-3053723759011079297?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3053723759011079297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=3053723759011079297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3053723759011079297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/3053723759011079297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/nice-article.html' title='nice article..'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6600185162883945532</id><published>2009-05-01T18:17:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T18:17:55.073+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Nyata Yu Yuan</title><content type='html'>Kisah tentang seorang gadis kecil yang cantik yang memiliki sepasang bola mata yang indah dan hati yang lugu polos. Dia adalah seorang yatim piatu dan hanya sempat hidup di dunia ini selama delapan tahun. Satu kata terakhir yang ia tinggalkan adalah saya pernah datang dan saya sangat penurut.&lt;br /&gt;Anak ini rela melepasakan pengobatan, padahal sebelumnya dia telah memiliki dana pengobatan sebanyak 540.000 dolar yang didapat dari perkumpulan orang Chinese seluruh dunia. Dan membagi dana tersebut menjadi tujuh bagian, yang dibagikan kepada tujuh anak kecil yang juga sedang berjuang menghadapi kematian. Dan dia rela melepaskan pengobatannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu lahir dia sudah tidak mengetahui siapa orang tua kandungnya. Dia hanya memiliki seorang papa yang mengadopsinya. Papanya berumur 30 tahun yang bertempat tinggal di provinsi She Cuan kecamatan Suang Liu, kota Sang Xin Zhen Yun Ya Chun Er Cu. Karena miskin, maka selama ini ia tidak menemukan pasangan hidupnya. Kalau masih harus mengadopsi anak kecil ini, mungkin tidak ada lagi orang yang mau dilamar olehnya. Pada tanggal 30 November 1996, tgl 20 bln 10 imlek, adalah saat dimana papanya menemukan anak kecil tersebut diatas hamparan rumput, disanalah papanya menemukan seorang bayi kecil yang sedang kedinginan. Pada saat menemukan anak ini, di dadanya terdapat selembar kartu kecil tertulis, 20 November jam 12.&lt;br /&gt;Melihat anak kecil ini menangis dengan suara tangisannya sudah mulai melemah. Papanya berpikir kalau tidak ada orang yang memperhatikannya, maka kapan saja bayi ini bisa meninggal. Dengan berat hati papanya memeluk bayi tersebut, dengan menghela nafas dan berkata, "saya makan apa, maka kamu juga ikut apa yang saya makan". Kemudian papanya memberikan dia nama Yu Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;Ini adalah kisah seorang pemuda yang belum menikah yang membesarkan seorang anak, tidak ada Asi dan juga tidak mampu membeli susu bubuk, hanya mampu memberi makan bayi tersebut dengan air tajin (air beras). Maka dari kecil anak ini tumbuh menjadi lemah dan sakit-sakitan. Tetapi anak ini sangat penurut dan sangat patuh. Musim silih berganti, Yu Yuan pun tumbuh dan bertambah besar serta memiliki kepintaran yang luar biasa. Para tetangga sering memuji Yu Yuan sangat pintar, walaupun dari kecil sering sakit-sakitan dan mereka sangat menyukai Yu Yuan. Ditengah ketakutan dan kecemasan papanya, Yu Yuan pelan-pelan tumbuh&lt;br /&gt;dewasa.&lt;br /&gt;Yu Yuan yang hidup dalam kesusahan memang luar biasa, mulai dari umur lima tahun, dia sudah membantu papa mengerjakan pekerjaan rumah. Mencuci baju, memasak nasi dan memotong rumput. Setiap hal dia kerjakan dengan baik. Dia sadar dia berbeda dengan anak-anak lain. Anak-anak lain memiliki sepasang orang tua, sedangkan dia hanya memiliki seorang papa. Keluarga ini hanya mengandalkan dia dan papa yang saling menopang. Dia harus menjadi seorang anak yang penurut dan tidak boleh membuat papa menjadi sedih dan marah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada saat dia masuk sekolah dasar, dia sendiri sudah sangat mengerti, harus giat belajar dan menjadi juara di sekolah. Inilah yang bisa membuat papanya yang tidak berpendidikan menjadi bangga di desanya. Dia tidak pernah mengecewakan papanya, dia pun bernyanyi untuk papanya. Setiap hal yang lucu yang terjadi di sekolahnya di ceritakan kepada papanya. Kadang-kadang dia bisa nakal dengan mengeluarkan soal-soal yang susah untuk menguji papanya. Setiap kali melihat senyuman papanya, dia merasa puas dan bahagia. Walaupun tidak seperti anak-anak lain yang memiliki mama, tetapi bisa hidup bahagia dengan papa, ia sudah sangat berbahagia.&lt;br /&gt;Mulai dari bulan Mei 2005 Yu Yuan mulai mengalami mimisan. Pada suatu pagi saat Yu Yuan sedang mencuci muka, ia menyadari bahwa air cuci mukanya sudah penuh dengan darah yang ternyata berasal dari hidungnya. Dengan berbagai cara tidak bisa menghentikan pendarahan tersebut. Sehingga papanya membawa Yu Yuan ke puskesmas desa untuk disuntik. Tetapi sayangnya dari bekas suntikan itu juga mengerluarkan darah dan tidak mau berhenti. Dipahanya mulai bermunculan bintik-bintik merah. Dokter tersebut menyarankan papanya untuk membawa Yu Yuan ke rumah sakit untuk diperiksa. Begitu tiba di rumah sakit, Yu Yuan tidak mendapatkan nomor karena antrian sudah panjang. Yu Yuan hanya bisa duduk sendiri dikursi yang panjang untuk menutupi hidungnya. Darah yang keluar dari hidungnya bagaikan air yang terus mengalir dan memerahi lantai. Karena papanya merasa tidak enak kemudian mengambil sebuah baskom kecil untuk menampung darah yang keluar dari hidung Yu Yuan. Tidak sampai sepuluh menit, baskom yang kecil tersebut sudah penuh berisi darah yang keluar dari hidung Yu Yuan. Dokter yang melihat keadaaan ini cepat-cepat membawa Yu Yuan untuk diperiksa.&lt;br /&gt;Setelah diperiksa, dokter menyatakan bahwa Yu Yuan terkena Leukimia ganas. Pengobatan penyakit tersebut sangat mahal yang memerlukan biaya sebesar 300.000 $. Papanya mulai cemas melihat anaknya yang terbaring lemah di ranjang. Papanya hanya memiliki satu niat yaitu menyelamatkan anaknya. Dengan berbagai cara meminjam uang kesanak saudara dan teman dan ternyata, uang yang terkumpul sangatlah sedikit. Papanya akhirnya mengambil keputusan untuk menjual rumahnya yang merupakan harta satu satunya. Tapi karena rumahnya terlalu kumuh, dalam waktu yang singkat tidak bisa menemukan seorang pembeli.&lt;br /&gt;Melihat mata papanya yang sedih dan pipi yang kian hari kian kurus. Dalam hati Yu Yuan merasa sedih. Pada suatu hari Yu Yuan menarik tangan papanya, air mata pun mengalir dikala kata-kata belum sempat terlontar. "Papa saya ingin mati".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papanya dengan pandangan yang kaget melihat Yu Yuan, "Kamu baru berumur 8 tahun kenapa mau mati". "Saya adalah anak yang dipungut, semua orang berkata nyawa saya tak berharga, tidaklah cocok dengan penyakit ini, biarlah saya keluar dari rumah sakit ini."&lt;br /&gt;Pada tanggal 18 juni, Yu Yuan mewakili papanya yang tidak mengenal huruf, menandatangani surat keterangan pelepasan perawatan. Anak yang berumur delapan tahun itu pun mengatur segala sesuatu yang berhubungan dengan pemakamannya sendiri. Hari itu juga setelah pulang kerumah, Yu Yuan yang sejak kecil tidak pernah memiliki permintaan, hari itu meminta dua permohonan kepada papanya. Dia ingin memakai baju baru dan berfoto. Yu Yuan berkata kepada papanya: "Setelah saya tidak ada, kalau papa merindukan saya lihatlah melihat foto ini". Hari kedua, papanya menyuruh bibi menemani Yu Yuan pergi ke kota dan membeli baju baru. Yu Yuan sendirilah yang memilih baju yang dibelinya. Bibinya memilihkan satu rok yang berwarna putih dengan corak bintik-bintik merah. Begitu mencoba dan tidak rela melepaskannya. Kemudian mereka bertiga tiba di sebuah studio foto. Yu Yuan kemudia memakai baju barunya dengan pose secantik mungkin berjuang untuk tersenyum. Bagaimanapun ia berusaha tersenyum, pada akhirnya juga tidak bisa menahan air matanya yang mengalir keluar.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau bukan karena seorang wartawan Chuan Yuan yang bekerja di surat kabar Cheng Du Wan Bao, Yu Yuan akan seperti selembar daun yang lepas dari pohon dan hilang ditiup angin. Setelah mengetahui keadaan Yu Yuan dari rumah sakit, Chuan Yuan kemudian menuliskan sebuah laporan, menceritakan kisah Yu Yuan secara detail. Cerita tentang anak yg berumur 8 tahun mengatur pemakamakannya sendiri dan akhirnya menyebar keseluruh kota Rong Cheng. Banyak orang-orang yang tergugah oleh seorang anak kecil yang sakit ini, dari ibu kota sampai&lt;br /&gt;satu Negara bahkan sampai keseluruh dunia. Mereka mengirim email ke seluruh dunia untuk menggalang dana bagi anak ini". Dunia yang damai ini menjadi suara panggilan yang sangat kuat bagi setiap orang.&lt;br /&gt;Hanya dalam waktu sepuluh hari, dari perkumpulan orang Chinese didunia saja telah mengumpulkan 560.000 dolar. Biaya operasi pun telah tercukupi. Titik kehidupan Yu Yuan sekali lagi dihidupkan oleh cinta kasih semua orang. Setelah itu, pengumuman penggalangan dana dihentikan tetapi dana terus mengalir dari seluruh dunia. Dana pun telah tersedia dan para dokter&lt;br /&gt;sudah ada untuk mengobati Yu Yuan. Satu demi satu gerbang kesulitan pengobatan juga&lt;br /&gt;telah dilewati. Semua orang menunggu hari suksesnya Yu Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;Ada seorang teman di-email bahkan menulis: "Yu Yuan anakku yang tercinta saya meng-harapkan kesembuhanmu dan keluar dari rumah sakit. Saya mendoakanmu cepat kembali ke sekolah. Saya mendambakanmu bisa tumbuh besar dan sehat. Yu Yuan anakku tercinta."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada tanggal 21 Juni, Yu Yuan yang telah melepaskan pengobatan dan menunggu kematian akhirnya dibawa kembali ke ibu kota. Dana yang sudah terkumpul, membuat jiwa yang lemah ini memiliki harapan dan alasan untuk terus bertahan hidup. Yu Yuan akhirnya menerima pengobatan dan dia sangat menderita didalam sebuah pintu kaca tempat dia berobat. Yu Yuan kemudian berbaring di ranjang untuk diinfus. Ketegaran anak kecil ini membuat semua orang kagum padanya. Dokter yang menangani dia, Shii Min berkata, dalam perjalanan proses terapi akan mendatangkan mual yang sangat hebat. Pada permulaan terapi Yu Yuan sering sekali muntah. Tetapi Yu Yuan tidak pernah mengeluh.&lt;br /&gt;Pada saat pertama kali melakukan pemeriksaan sumsum tulang belakang, jarum suntik ditusukkan dari depan dadanya, tetapi Yu Yuan tidak menangis dan juga tidak berteriak, bahkan tidak meneteskan air mata. Yu yuan yang dari dari lahir sampai maut menjemput tidak pernah mendapat kasih sayang seorang ibu. Pada saat dokter Shii Min menawarkan Yu Yuan untuk menjadi anak perermpuannya. Air mata Yu Yuan pun mengalir tak terbendung. Hari kedua saat dokter Shii Min datang, Yu Yuan dengan malu-malu memanggil dengan sebutan Shii Mama. Pertama kalinya mendengar suara itu, Shii Min kaget, dan kemudian dengan tersenyum dan menjawab, "Anak yang baik".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua orang mendambakan sebuah keajaiban dan menunggu momen dimana Yu Yuan hidup dan sembuh kembali. Banyak masyarakat datang untuk menjenguk Yu Yuan dan banyak orang menanyakan kabar Yu Yuan dari email. Selama dua bulan Yu Yuan melakukan terapi dan telah&lt;br /&gt;berjuang menerobos sembilan pintu maut. Pernah mengalami pendarahan dipencernaan dan selalu selamat dari bencana. Sampai akhirnya darah putih dari tubuh Yu Yuan sudah bisa terkontrol. Semua orang-orang pun menunggu kabar baik dari kesembuhan Yu Yuan. Tetapi efek samping yang dikeluarkan oleh obat-obat terapi sangatlah menakutkan, apalagi dibandingkan dengan anak-anak leukemia yang lain. Fisik Yu Yuan jauh sangat lemah. Setelah melewati operasi tersebut fisik Yu Yuan semakin lemah.&lt;br /&gt;Pada tanggal 20 agustus, Yu Yuan bertanya kepada wartawan Fu Yuan: "Tante kenapa mereka mau menyumbang dana untuk saya? Tanya Yu Yuan kepada wartawan tersebut. Wartawan tersebut menjawab, karena mereka semua adalah orang yang baik hati". Yu Yuan kemudian berkata : "Tante saya juga mau menjadi orang yang baik hati". Wartawan itupun menjawab, "Kamu memang orang yang baik. Orang baik harus saling membantu agar bisa berubah menjadi semakin baik". Yu yuan dari bawah bantal tidurnya mengambil sebuah buku, dan diberikan kepada ke Fu Yuan. "Tante ini adalah surat wasiat saya."&lt;br /&gt;Fu yuan kaget, sekali membuka dan melihat surat tersebut ternyata Yu Yuan telah mengatur tentang pengaturan pemakamannya sendiri. Ini adalah seorang anak yang berumur delapan tahun yang sedang menghadapi sebuah kematian dan diatas ranjang menulis tiga halaman surat wasiat dan dibagi menjadi enam bagian, dengan pembukaan, tante Fu Yuan, dan diakhiri dengan selamat tinggal tante Fu Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;Dalam satu artikel itu nama Fu Yuan muncul tujuh kali dan masih ada sembilan sebutan singkat tante wartawan. Dibelakang ada enam belas sebutan dan ini adalah kata setelah Yu Yuan meninggal. Tolong,....... Dan dia juga ingin menyatakan terima kasih serta selamat tinggal kepada orang- orang yang selama ini telah memperhatikan dia lewat surat kabar. "Sampai jumpa tante, kita berjumpa lagi dalam mimpi. Tolong jaga papa saya. Dan sedikit dari dana pengobatan ini bisa dibagikan kepada sekolah saya. Dan katakana ini juga pada pemimpin palang merah. Setelah saya meninggal, biaya pengobatan itu dibagikan kepada orang-orang yang sakit seperti saya. Biar mereka lekas sembuh". Surat wasiat ini membuat Fu Yuan tidak bisa menahan tangis yang membasahi pipinya.&lt;br /&gt;Saya pernah datang, saya sangat patuh, demikianlah kata-kata yang keluar dari bibir Yu Yuan. Pada tanggal 22 agustus, karena pendarahan dipencernaan hampir satu bulan, Yu Yuan tidak bisa makan dan hanya bisa mengandalkan infus untuk bertahan hidup. Mula mulanya berusaha mencuri makan, Yu Yuan mengambil mie instant dan memakannya. Hal ini membuat pendarahan di pencernaan Yu Yuan semakin parah. Dokter dan perawat pun secepatnya memberikan pertolongan darurat dan memberi infus dan transfer darah setelah melihat pendarahan Yu Yuan yang sangat hebat. Dokter dan para perawat pun ikut menangis. Semua orang ingin membantu meringankan pederitaannya. Tetapi tetap tidak bisa membantunya. Yu Yuan yang telah menderita karena penyakit tersebut akhirnya meninggal dengan tenang. Semua orang tidak bisa menerima kenyataan ini melihat malaikat kecil yang cantik yang suci bagaikan air. Sungguh telah pergi kedunia lain.&lt;br /&gt;Di kecamatan She Chuan, sebuah email pun dipenuhi tangisan menghantar kepergian Yu Yuan. Banyak yang mengirimkan ucapan turut berduka cita dengan karangan bunga yang ditumupuk setinggi gunung. Ada seorang pemuda berkata dengan pelan "Anak kecil, kamu sebenarnya adalah malaikat kecil di atas langit, kepakanlah kedua sayapmu. Terbanglah..............." demikian kata-kata dari seorang pemuda tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;Pada tanggal 26 Agustus, pemakaman Yu Yuan dilaksanakan saat hujan gerimis. Di depan rumah duka, banyak orang-orang berdiri dan menangis mengantar kepergian Yu Yuan. Mereka adalah papa mama Yu Yuan yang tidak dikenal oleh Yu Yuan semasa hidupnya. Demi Yu Yuan yang menderita karena leukemia dan melepaskan pengobatan demi orang lain, maka datanglah papa mama dari berbagai daerah yang diam-diam mengantarkan kepergian Yu Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didepan kuburannya terdapat selembar foto Yu Yuan yang sedang tertawa. Di atas batu nisan nya tertulis, "Aku pernah datang dan aku sangat patuh" (30 nov 1996- 22 agus 2005). Dan di belakangnya terukir perjalanan singkat riwayat hidup Yu Yuan. Dua kalimat terakhir adalah disaat dia masih hidup telah menerima kehangatan dari dunia. Beristirahatlah gadis kecilku, nirwana akan menjadi lebih ceria dengan adanya dirimu.&lt;br /&gt;Sesuai pesan dari Yu Yuan, sisa dana 540.000 dolar tersebut disumbangkan kepada anak-anak penderita luekimia lainnya. Tujuh anak yang menerima bantuan dana Yu Yuan itu adalah : Shii Li, Huang Zhi Qiang, Liu Ling Lu, Zhang Yu Jie, Gao Jian, Wang Jie. Tujuh anak kecil yang kasihan ini semua berasal dari keluarga tidak mampu. Mereka adalah anak-anak miskin yang berjuang melawan kematian.&lt;br /&gt;Pada tanggal 24 September, anak pertama yang menerima bantuan dari Yu Yuan di rumah sakit Hua Xi berhasil melakukan operasi. Senyuman yang mengambang pun terlukis diraut wajah anak tersebut. "Saya telah menerima bantuan dari kehidupan Anda, terima kasih adik Yu Yuan kamu pasti sedang melihat kami diatas sana. Jangan risau, kelak di batu nisan, kami juga akan mengukirnya dengan kata-kata "Aku pernah datang dan aku sangat patuh".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulan: Demikianlah sebuah kisah yang sangat menggugah hati kita. Seorang anak kecil yang berjuang bertahan hidup dan akhirnya harus menghadapi kematian akibat sakit yang dideritanya. Dengan kepolosan dan ketulusan serta baktinya kepada orang tuanya, akhirnya mendapatkan respon yang luar biasa dari kalangan Dunia. Walaupun hidup serba kekuarangan, Dia bisa memberikan kasihnya terhadap sesama. Inilah contoh yang seharusnya kita pun mampu melakukan hal yang sama, berbuat sesuatu yang bermakna bagi sesama, memberikan sedikit kehangatan dan perhatian kepada orang yang membutuhkan. Pribadi dan hati seperti inilah yang&lt;br /&gt;dinamakan pribadi seorang Pengasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;== sori klo repost ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6600185162883945532?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6600185162883945532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6600185162883945532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6600185162883945532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6600185162883945532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/kisah-nyata-yu-yuan.html' title='Kisah Nyata Yu Yuan'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-1344076721404647160</id><published>2009-04-18T14:43:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:57:46.126+07:00</updated><title type='text'>progress skripsi</title><content type='html'>hmm.. setelah sekian lama gw sibuk melakukan percobaan untuk skripsi. Kali ini gw baru sempat buka blog gw lagi.. ga kerasa skrg uda bulan April. Perkuliahan pun tinggal 1 bulanan lagi.. ARGH! Sepertinya yg orang bilang bahwa kuliah makin lama makin susah itu bener.. Itu terbukti pada gw.. Semester ini gw ambil ERP, Jerman dan skripsi.. Semuanya keknya susah.. ERP mata kuliah yang membutuhkan skill ngemeng dan hafalan tingkat tinggi.. Jerman yang dari awal gw pikir bakalan dapet A gara2 mata kuliah ecek2 pun ternyata susah.. Dosennya ga se-asyik yg gw bayangkan.. Hahaha.. Kenapa gw panik dengan nilai gw..? Jawabannya adalah karena pada hari ini mencari kerja itu sangatlah susah.. Teman2 seangkatan gw pun yg uda lulus pun masi banyak yang nganggur sampe skrg.. Padahal ip nya bagus.. hoalah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skripsi pun terasa sangatlah susah.. Gw masi bingung mo nulis apa d landasan teori. Landasan teorinya banyak rumus ga jelas yang tidak dimengerti penurunannya.. Tapi eksperimen gw uda kelar.. Say bye bye to MOSES - tools linux buat mesin penterjemah, Stanford POS tagger - tools buat kasi tag ke kata, dan Stanford Parser - tools buat kasi informasi frase dari kalimat.. Semoga dosen pembimbing gw setuju ama gw dan puas dengan eksperimen gw..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-1344076721404647160?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1344076721404647160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=1344076721404647160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1344076721404647160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1344076721404647160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/progress-skripsi.html' title='progress skripsi'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5620653521226650105</id><published>2009-03-03T12:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:51:13.749+07:00</updated><title type='text'>turut berbela sungkawa</title><content type='html'>well.. gw merasa agak sedikit sedih.. Salah satu teman gw.. teman smp dan sma.. david hartanto.. kmrn meninggal bunuh diri.. mungkin ini gara2 tekanan dari berbagai pihak dan lingkungan yang keras..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace my friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more detailed information:&lt;br /&gt;http://blog-radsnews.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-gathered-info-and-pictures-of-david.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.detiknews.com/read/2009/03/02/173109/1093047/10/mahasiswa-ri-penikam-profesor-singapura-bernama-david-hartanto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5620653521226650105?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5620653521226650105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5620653521226650105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5620653521226650105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5620653521226650105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/03/turut-berbela-sungkawa.html' title='turut berbela sungkawa'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2361968977460218683</id><published>2009-02-27T14:33:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:33:24.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkin Park - Faint</title><content type='html'>I am a little bit of loneliness a little bit of disregard&lt;br /&gt;Handful of complaints but I can’t help the fact that everyone can see&lt;br /&gt;these scars&lt;br /&gt;I am what I want you to want what I want you to feel&lt;br /&gt;But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, to just believe&lt;br /&gt;this is real&lt;br /&gt;So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do&lt;br /&gt;Face away and pretend that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(I can't feel the way I did before)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;(Time won't heal this damage anymore)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little bit insecure a little unconfident&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don't understand I do what I can but sometimes I don't make&lt;br /&gt;sense&lt;br /&gt;I am what you never wanna say but I've never had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;It's like no matter what I do I can't convince you for once just to hear&lt;br /&gt;me out&lt;br /&gt;So I let go watching you turn your back like you always do&lt;br /&gt;Face away and pretend that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(I can't feel the way I did before)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;(Time won't heal this damage anymore)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No)&lt;br /&gt;(Hear me out now)&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna listen to me, like it or not)&lt;br /&gt;(Right now)&lt;br /&gt;(Hear me out now)&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna listen to me, like it or not)&lt;br /&gt;(Right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can't feel the way I did before)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(I can't feel the way I did before)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;(Time won't heal this damage anymore)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;I won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;Time won't heal&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;I won't be ignored&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2361968977460218683?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2361968977460218683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2361968977460218683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2361968977460218683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2361968977460218683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/linkin-park-faint.html' title='Linkin Park - Faint'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-42303731492500413</id><published>2009-02-27T12:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:50:20.236+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ten bad habits</title><content type='html'>1. buatlah daftar 10 hal dan kebiasaan (buruk) yang tidak disukai, namun apabila merasa terdapat lebih dari 10 hal/kebiasaan buruk yang tidak disukai maka silahkan ditulis semuanya.&lt;br /&gt;2. sebutkan juga alasan mengapa anda tidak menyukai hal-hal/kebiasaan-kebiasaan tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;3. setelah selesai membuat daftar dan penjelasan seperti yang tertera pada poin 1 &amp; 2, maka silahkan men-tag 10 blogger lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tujuan dari tag ini adalah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by doing this we will see what kind of bad things and bad habits are the most mentioned by bloggers, and hopefully we will awake every blogger’s consciousness to be refreshed, and finally we will leave those habits behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top ten bad habbits.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Terlalu berhemat.. (dulu ampe disebut kikir..)&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin sikap gw yg ini dikarenakan sifat turunan.. Biasanya orang Cina itu pelit2.. wokwokwok.. HMm.. Kadang2 gw jg merasa sebagai makhluk yang pelit sih.. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kadang2 suka ceng2 in orang ampe parah bgt..&lt;br /&gt;Ini kebiasaan ga bagus.. Ceng2in orang ampe orangnya marah2.. Hahahaha. kadang2 ga enak jg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kadang2 suka cuek ama beberapa orang&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Ini kebiasaan ga bagus.. gw suka membeda2kan orang2 yg ada d sekeliling gw.. Tapi harus berusaha diminimalisir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Suka terbawa keadaan atau ajakan...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Klo gw lg bengong ga ada kerjaan.. Gw selalu sulit nolak untuk diajak maen.. Biasanya maen dotA.. hahaha.. ga bagus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kadang2 Berantem ama orang tua&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Klo lagi bad mood dan males ngomong.. gw pernah berantem ama orang tua... Huaaa.. Ga bagus.. Gw jg suka membuat orang tua gw khawatir... SUsahnya jadi anak tunggal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Klo lagi down, bisa down terus.. susah ngerubah suasana hati..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. ini bad habit yang harus gw ubah.. Gw harus lebih bisa ngatur suasana hati dan tidak membawa persoalan ke lingkungan sekitar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Suka sulit maafin orang&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Kadang2 gw suka sulit banget maafin orang yang uda bersalah parah banget ama gw.. ea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Kadang2 suka terlalu panik&lt;br /&gt;Dalam menghadapi deadline atau tugas.. Gw suka terlalu panik dan khawatir.. Padahal harusnya tetap tenang.. Hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Perfeksionis&lt;br /&gt;Antara perfeksionis dan berusaha maksimal... Hmm.. Kadang2 saking maksimalnya gw bersifat perfeksionis ga jelas... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. SUka berpikiran negatif ga jelas klo lg bad mood&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha... Klo gw lg kesel ato bad mood.. Gw suka mikir yg ngga ngga.. Hmm.. Sangatlah susah untuk tetap berpikir positif..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. no tag.. Bagi yg mo buat.. Silakan buat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-42303731492500413?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/42303731492500413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=42303731492500413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/42303731492500413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/42303731492500413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/ten-bad-habits.html' title='ten bad habits'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7634978993003656881</id><published>2009-02-26T10:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:38:06.200+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nidji - shadows</title><content type='html'>hey you got to be honest&lt;br /&gt;you got to be the only one&lt;br /&gt;you got to be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you got to stay awake&lt;br /&gt;you got to start to save the world&lt;br /&gt;you got to be alert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*) shadows.. shadows..&lt;br /&gt;in the world we living on&lt;br /&gt;shadows.. shadows..&lt;br /&gt;in the world we living on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shadows .. shadows..&lt;br /&gt;we’re alone in the world we own&lt;br /&gt;shadows .. shadows..&lt;br /&gt;we’re alone in the world we own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey the killer of the world&lt;br /&gt;the money blinded junky man&lt;br /&gt;the loveless son of man&lt;br /&gt;hey nothing isn’t right&lt;br /&gt;the future is in so much pain&lt;br /&gt;the lovers are in vein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to *)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this place where we fly in&lt;br /&gt;is this place where we don’t win&lt;br /&gt;is this the shadows that lived in our profit&lt;br /&gt;is this the shadows that we all wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our life are burned by the fire&lt;br /&gt;of our sins and tonight&lt;br /&gt;i believe that we won’t win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here in the cities&lt;br /&gt;shadows on the run&lt;br /&gt;nothing is real&lt;br /&gt;nothing can’t be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the shadows&lt;br /&gt;i’m the only one&lt;br /&gt;make me believe&lt;br /&gt;that nothing can be done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7634978993003656881?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7634978993003656881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7634978993003656881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7634978993003656881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7634978993003656881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/nidji-shadows.html' title='nidji - shadows'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-1611777218256515958</id><published>2009-02-20T12:37:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:37:26.065+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Powter - Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Where is the moment we needed the most &lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost &lt;br /&gt;You tell me your blue skies fade to grey &lt;br /&gt;You tell me your passion's gone away &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low &lt;br /&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go &lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line &lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces everytime &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know &lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you need a blue sky holiday &lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know &lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh.. What a horrible day..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink &lt;br /&gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong &lt;br /&gt;You might not make it back and you know &lt;br /&gt;That you could be well oh that strong &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not wrong (ahhh...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most &lt;br /&gt;Oh, you and I &lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know &lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You've seen what you like &lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel for one more time &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, yeah, yeaaah, yeah) &lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;(Oh, had a bad day) &lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeeeeah) &lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;(Oh, had a bad day) &lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day... &lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-1611777218256515958?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1611777218256515958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=1611777218256515958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1611777218256515958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1611777218256515958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/daniel-powter-bad-day.html' title='Daniel Powter - Bad Day'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-9195147965548147639</id><published>2009-02-19T16:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:54:09.771+07:00</updated><title type='text'>retired</title><content type='html'>hmm.. maybe I have to retired in dotA.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the spirit again to play that game.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(baru menderita kekalahan..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. what am I going to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. kurangin maen dotA&lt;br /&gt;2. lupakan dotA&lt;br /&gt;3. belajar dengan giat&lt;br /&gt;4. urusin skripsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just carry on and keep smiling..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-9195147965548147639?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/9195147965548147639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=9195147965548147639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/9195147965548147639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/9195147965548147639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/retired.html' title='retired'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5888399830672058339</id><published>2009-02-18T11:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:26:26.057+07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>Seorang wanita bertanya pada seorang pria tentang cinta dan harapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita berkata ingin menjadi bunga terindah di dunia dan pria berkata ingin menjadi matahari. Wanita tidak mengerti kenapa pria ingin jadi matahari, bukan kupu kupu atau kumbang yang bisa terus menemani bunga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita berkata ingin menjadi rembulan dan pria berkata ingin tetap menjadi matahari. Wanita semakin bingung karena matahari dan bulan tidak bisa bertemu, tetapi pria ingin tetap jadi matahari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita berkata ingin menjadi Phoenix yang bisa terbang ke langit jauh di atas matahari dan pria berkata ia akan selalu menjadi matahari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita tersenyum pahit dan kecewa. Wanita sudah berubah 3x namun pria tetap keras kepala ingin jadi matahari tanpa mau ikut berubah bersama wanita. Maka wanita pun pergi dan tak pernah lagi kembali tanpa pernah tahu alasan kenapa pria tetap menjadi matahari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pria merenung sendiri dan menatap matahari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat wanita jadi bunga, pria ingin menjadi matahari agar bunga dapat terus hidup. Matahari akan memberikan semua sinarnya untuk bunga agar ia tumbuh, berkembang dan terus hidup sebagai bunga yang cantik. Walau matahari tahu ia hanya dapat memandang dari jauh dan pada akhirnya kupu kupu yang akan menari bersama bunga. Ini disebut kasih yaitu memberi tanpa pamrih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat wanita jadi bulan, pria tetap menjadi matahari agar bulan dapat terus bersinar indah dan dikagumi. Cahaya bulan yang indah hanyalah pantulan cahaya matahari, tetapi saat semua makhluk mengagumi bulan siapakah yang ingat kepada matahari. Matahari rela memberikan cahaya nya untuk bulan walaupun ia sendiri tidak bisa menikmati cahaya bulan, dilupakan jasanya dan kehilangan kemuliaan nya sebagai pemberi cahaya agar bulan mendapatkan kemuliaan tersebut. Ini disebut dengan Pengorbanan, menyakitkan namun sangat layak untuk cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat wanita jadi Phoenix yang dapat terbang tinggi jauh ke langit bahkan di atas matahari, pria tetap selalu jadi matahari agar Phoenix bebas untuk pergi kapan pun ia mau dan matahari tidak akan mencegahnya. Matahari rela melepaskan phoenix untuk pergi jauh, namun matahari akan selalu menyimpan cinta yang membara di dalam hatinya hanya untuk phoenix. Matahari selalu ada untuk Phoenix kapan pun ia mau kembali walau phoenix tidak selalu ada untuk matahari. Tidak akan ada makhluk lain selain Phoenix yang bisa masuk ke dalam matahari dan mendapatkan cinta nya. Ini disebut dengan Kesetiaan, walaupun ditinggal pergi dan dikhianati namun tetap menanti dan mau memaafkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pria tidak pernah menyesal menjadi matahari bagi wanita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pria haruslah memiliki Kelapangdadaan, Sifat Rela Berkorban, dan Kesetiaan yang tiada batas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's very hard to understand something.. Hmm.. It's very hard to move forward and find another 'phoenix'.. Well.. LIfe must go on, whether you are ready or not..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5888399830672058339?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5888399830672058339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5888399830672058339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5888399830672058339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5888399830672058339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7397028196584036939</id><published>2009-02-17T15:11:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:27:14.100+07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>I just wanna forget something.. And to be like the old days.. Hmm.. Wanna forget all the bad things I've done.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I really have to get a grip in my life.. But.. Argh... Forget it.. There are so many questions.. And so few answers... Maybe it's better to never feelin love in your life.. Hahahaha.. What am I talking about..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too Busy? Not Actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too Relaxing? Not Actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I to Confused about something? Of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Maybe sometimes I just missed my life's spirit.. And feel bored in daily activities.. Bored in everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to be selfish people?&lt;br /&gt;Have to be kind people?&lt;br /&gt;Have to be ignorant people?&lt;br /&gt;Have to be warm people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm a bit Lost now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Don't know what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my heart is too hurted deep down there.. So that I can't feel anything again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7397028196584036939?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7397028196584036939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7397028196584036939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7397028196584036939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7397028196584036939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5218231597733431145</id><published>2009-02-09T15:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:31:49.932+07:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work</title><content type='html'>hmm.. harus baca 3 paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pusing.. banyak banget.. uda bahasanya bahasa ilmiah lagee.. bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harus super semangat nih buat baca literatur..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5218231597733431145?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5218231597733431145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5218231597733431145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5218231597733431145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5218231597733431145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/work-work-work.html' title='work work work'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5040266948151002870</id><published>2009-02-02T14:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:12:31.753+07:00</updated><title type='text'>new semester</title><content type='html'>hmm.. new semester.. 12 sks.. TA + erp + jerman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5040266948151002870?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5040266948151002870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5040266948151002870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5040266948151002870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5040266948151002870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-semester.html' title='new semester'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-625019552663449892</id><published>2009-01-13T22:18:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:50:59.558+07:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday.. hmm..</title><content type='html'>Well.. liburan gw dihabiskan dengan bermalas malasan dan santai.. main makan nonton tidur.. hmm.. lama2 bosen jg.. mungkin gw harus sering2 ke kampus dan memulai skripsi gw.. biar melakukan sesuatu yg berguna gitu.. hahaha.. ga cuma nonton koleksi film downloadan, main capsa, atau main dotA.. hmm.. tapi yg namanya liburan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skripsi.. hmm.. gw baru tau klo topik skripsi yg gw kerjakan saat ini sama dan mirip dengan riset yang sedang dilakukan oleh alumni gw.. dan ternyata ada temen gw jg (selaen gw) yg topiknya mirip dengan riset.. mengapa hal tersebut bisa terjadi? hmm.. don't know.. tapi kekna gara2 kurangnya komunikasi antar dosen.. si bapak dan si ibu dosen.. ea ea ea.. alumni yang riset machine translation tersebut ternyata riset ampe bulan mei.. hmm.. ada yg bisa gw summon (baca: bantu gw) rupanya.. hahahaha.. semoga lancar dan kelar dengan mulus.. hmm.. mengenai kuliah yang akan diambil semester depan.. gw masi ga tau.. apakah gw hanya akan mengambil skripsi saja? atau dibarengin dengan kul luar? atau cari kerjaaan dan proyek laen..? let it flow aja lah.. mengikuti arus sekitar... hahahaha.. Yang pasti gw harus sering2 latian toefl dan ngoding.. uda mao lulus ini..!! harus naekin skill dan kemampuan biar bisa keren dan tahan banting.. wkwkwkwk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=sekian dulu=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-625019552663449892?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/625019552663449892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=625019552663449892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/625019552663449892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/625019552663449892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/holiday-hmm.html' title='holiday.. hmm..'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-7086439765094645082</id><published>2009-01-12T19:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:08:16.759+07:00</updated><title type='text'>6.58 is out</title><content type='html'>###########&lt;br /&gt;## Highlight ##&lt;br /&gt;########### &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Remade Storm Spirit (see details below)&lt;br /&gt;* Remade Dirge (see details below)&lt;br /&gt;* Rewrote many different parts of the core game code to improve the usual performance drop that happens later in the game&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new experimental command -switch to switch player slots with other players or leavers (requires player agreement, see details below) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#########&lt;br /&gt;## Items ##&lt;br /&gt;######### &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Blademail: Remade (see details below)&lt;br /&gt;* Cranium Basher: Remade (see details below)&lt;br /&gt;* Heart: Changed the regen mechanism, it now gives 1% non-stacking passive HP regen&lt;br /&gt;* Javelin: Cost increased from 1400 to 1500 gold and damage from 16 to 21 &lt;br /&gt;* Demon Edge: Cost reduced from 2600 to 2400 gold&lt;br /&gt;* Buriza: Recipe cost increased from 1000 to 1200 gold&lt;br /&gt;* Monkey King Bar: Improved damage from 75 to 80 and chance from 30-&gt;35%&lt;br /&gt;* Rapier: Now requires Demon Edge and Sacred Relic only and provides 200 damage instead of 250&lt;br /&gt;* Eul's Scepter of Divinity: Recipe cost reduced from 800 to 600 gold&lt;br /&gt;* Mask of Madness: Amplified damage is now applied at the end instead of within the duration&lt;br /&gt;* Mask of Madness: Cooldown reduction from 30 to 25 seconds&lt;br /&gt;* Diffusal Blade: Lowered the Agility bonus from 25 to 22&lt;br /&gt;* Diffusal Blade: The purge now lasts the same on non-hero units like Spirit Bear as it does on heroes (15-&gt;4 seconds)&lt;br /&gt;* Sentry Wards: True sight range increased by 100&lt;br /&gt;* Illusion Rune: Now creates 2 images instead of 1, images deal a little less damage &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;##########&lt;br /&gt;## Heroes ##&lt;br /&gt;########## &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Storm Spirit: Remade (see details below)&lt;br /&gt;* Dirge: Remade (see details below)&lt;br /&gt;* Venomancer: Reworked Shadow Strike (see details below)&lt;br /&gt;* Vengeful Spirit: Reworked Terror (see details below)&lt;br /&gt;* Bane: Changed how Fiend's Grip works a little (see details below)&lt;br /&gt;* Silencer: Curse of the Silent is now an AOE effect&lt;br /&gt;* Necrolyte: Now has Heartstopper instead of Diffusion Aura&lt;br /&gt;* Windrunner: Removed attack count limit on Focus Fire&lt;br /&gt;* Rooftrellen: Living Armor is now castable on structures&lt;br /&gt;* Bone Fletcher: Death Pact can now be used on any non-hero unit, not just allied units.&lt;br /&gt;* Spirit Breaker: Charge of Darkness' buff indicator on the enemy is now visible to the enemy only when you are 2500 units or closer&lt;br /&gt;* Spirit Breaker: Has magic immunity when he reaches maximum speed in Charge of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;* Spirit Breaker: Empowering Haste bonus damage is now implemented as +damage visible on your interface&lt;br /&gt;* Furion: Sprout can now be directly cast on yourself&lt;br /&gt;* Morphling: Morph now gives him a passive +2/4/6/8 Agility and Strength bonus when leveling it up&lt;br /&gt;* Pudge: Flesh Heap bonus strength gained from heroes is improved from 0.3/0.6/0.9/1.2 to 0.9/1.2/1.5/1.8&lt;br /&gt;* Axe: Counter Helix cooldown now scales from 0.6 seconds to 0.7/0.65/0.60/0.55 (245761)&lt;br /&gt;* Lucifer: Lvl? Death bonus damage is now reduced by magic resistance only rather than both magic resistance and armor&lt;br /&gt;* Lucifer: Reduced Doom's cooldown by 20 seconds &lt;br /&gt;* Lucifer: Devour' cast range increased a little from 150 to 300&lt;br /&gt;* Bloodseeker: Improved base strength from 18 to 23&lt;br /&gt;* Bloodseeker: Reduced Rupture's cooldown from 100 to 70 seconds&lt;br /&gt;* Sven: Improved God's Strength's cooldown from 120 to 80 seconds&lt;br /&gt;* Enchantress: Improved base damage by 10&lt;br /&gt;* Drow Ranger: Improved Marksmanship by 3 Agility each level&lt;br /&gt;* Viper: Viper Strike's cooldown reduced from 80 to 80/50/30 seconds&lt;br /&gt;* Rhasta: Increased cast range on Mass Serpent Ward&lt;br /&gt;* Templar Assassin: Improved turn rate&lt;br /&gt;* Huskar: Life Break now properly slows magic immune units&lt;br /&gt;* Enigma: Reduced Eidolons' bounty&lt;br /&gt;* Enigma: Reduced manacost on Midnight Pulse from 135/150/165/180 to 95/110/125/140&lt;br /&gt;* Lone Druid: Improved Spirit Bear's Entangle from 16 to 20% and cooldown from 6 to 5 seconds&lt;br /&gt;* Ursa: Enrage bonus damage is now implemented as +damage visible on your interface&lt;br /&gt;* Pugna: Reduced Scepter upgraded Life Drain cooldown dramatically&lt;br /&gt;* Venomancer: Improved Plague Ward cast range and vision radius&lt;br /&gt;* venomancer: Poison Sting damage type is now lethal&lt;br /&gt;* Bane: Fiend's Grip now wakes a unit up from Nightmare&lt;br /&gt;* Bane: Removed the life degen and enemy suicide mechanism from Enfeeble&lt;br /&gt;* Witch Doctor: Voodoo Restoration no longer triggers Essence Aura&lt;br /&gt;* Stealth Assassin: Removed ministun and tree destruction on smokescreen&lt;br /&gt;* Stealth Assassin: Backstab damage type is now Physical&lt;br /&gt;* Proudmoore: Reduced Captain CoCo's Rum movement bonus (30%-&gt;10%)&lt;br /&gt;* Proudmoore: Ghost Ship cooldown increased from 100/80/60 to a constant 100&lt;br /&gt;* Spectre: Haunt now ends whenever you use Reality&lt;br /&gt;* Keeper of the Light: Rescaled Mana Leak cast range (1200-&gt;550/700/850/1000)&lt;br /&gt;* Naix: Increased Open Wounds manacost from 70/80/90/100 to a constant 110 mana&lt;br /&gt;* Visage: Rebalanced Raise Revenants (5/6/7 Max to 4/5/6 Max, Sight radius reduced by 50%, 29/39/49 damage to 40/46/52)&lt;br /&gt;* Meepo: Earthbind no longer works on magic immune units&lt;br /&gt;* Meepo: Rebalanced Poof (40/80/120/160 -&gt; 60/80/100/120) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;##################&lt;br /&gt;## Modes &amp; Commands ##&lt;br /&gt;################## &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Changed -vr (-VoteRandom) to make your hero pools include 1 of each Intelligence/Agility/Strength/Melee/Range&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new mode -mo(-MeleeOnly)&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new mode -ro(-RangeOnly)&lt;br /&gt;* Changed -mr(-moderandom) it now picks between RD/SD/VR/ARAI&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new command -mines to count the mines placed (250362)&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new global command -mc to show multicast rate of any Ogre Magi on the map (194526)&lt;br /&gt;* Adjusted -ha (hookaccuracy) to count only enemy hooks &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#####################&lt;br /&gt;## Gameplay &amp; Performance ##&lt;br /&gt;##################### &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Rewrote camera system so it no longer moves the camera when you respawn if you are in the middle of controlling another unit&lt;br /&gt;* Rewrote many different parts of the core game code to improve the usual performance drop that happens later in the game&lt;br /&gt;* Dramatically improved performance during Epicenter&lt;br /&gt;* Disabled some item manipulation code that is specific to warcraft 1.20e from running on 1.21 and above (this is mechanism that affected droppability of items as soon as you used them until you issue a new command)&lt;br /&gt;* Hero selection is now automatically restored when you revive from Aegis&lt;br /&gt;* Dramatically improved performance during Echoslam&lt;br /&gt;* Rewrote Macropyre for some improved performance&lt;br /&gt;* Rewrote Morphling's Waveform. It no longer causes you to lose control&lt;br /&gt;* Minor Scorched Earth effect optimization&lt;br /&gt;* Rewrote Shadow Word, fixing some minor performance issues and fixing the buff icon to be more responsive to the current state of the effect&lt;br /&gt;* Rupture buff icon timing now more accurately represents the status &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#############&lt;br /&gt;## Replay Data ##&lt;br /&gt;############# &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Added lots of new replay data features for game parsers (see details below)&lt;br /&gt;* Endgame replay data actions now automatically done a few seconds after 3 players leave&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed some bugs with replay data when host leaves the game &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;###############&lt;br /&gt;## Cosmetic &amp; Misc ##&lt;br /&gt;############### &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Added a new visual effect for Chronosphere (PGRU-Unexpected)&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new visual effect for Sentinel Fortify and Scourge Fortify (PGRU-Unexpected)&lt;br /&gt;* Couriers now spawn 175 units infront of the hero rather than ontop of the hero&lt;br /&gt;* Glyph no longer refreshes in -wtf mode&lt;br /&gt;* Randomized the second -test warning message time to prevent some abuses&lt;br /&gt;* Techies plays a special fun kill sound when he kills someone with Remote Mines and when he does suicide command near the destination point&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new icon for Venomancer's Shadow Strike (236027)&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new Alchemist win animation (234249)&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new projectile for Lion's attack (Infrisios)&lt;br /&gt;* Added a sound to Tidehunter's attack&lt;br /&gt;* Added compressed Invoker Skin (241826) &lt;br /&gt;* Added a visual effect for Devour&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new visual effect for Lucent Beam/Eclipse (PGRU-Unexpected)&lt;br /&gt;* Added a new visual effect for Test of Faith when cast on allies (PGRU-Unexpected)&lt;br /&gt;* Added a visual effect for the LVL? Death bonus damage&lt;br /&gt;* Swapped Penitence and Purification icons (255729)&lt;br /&gt;* Added an optimized version of the effect used by Macropyre (PGRU-Unexpected)&lt;br /&gt;* Added color coding to the different modes of Ring of Basilius&lt;br /&gt;* Changed LVL? Death icon (150665)&lt;br /&gt;* Changed Panda's Thunder Clap icon (160613)&lt;br /&gt;* Dark Ritual and Death Pact now show the amount they restored with text overhead (258956)&lt;br /&gt;* Techies' name now includes the third goblin (77704)&lt;br /&gt;* Improved Roshan's Turn Rate&lt;br /&gt;* Changed Faerie Dragon's hotkey because of a recent conflict&lt;br /&gt;* Changed Undying's hero hotkey to fix an issue with accidentally leveling up attribute bonus level 1 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;########&lt;br /&gt;## Bugs ##&lt;br /&gt;######## &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Fixed some unintended sideeffects to sharing control in SD&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed a bug with mode entering and -cm&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed a bug that allowed you to deny an ally being healed by Shadow Word&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed a bug with avalanche hitting a Tossed allied hero&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed a minor bug with dummy units interaction with items&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed a minor coding bug with Toss&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed a very minor bug with Backstab angle calculation&lt;br /&gt;* Put a practical limit to prevent mass -roll spams&lt;br /&gt;* Temporarily disabled the click disassemble on Perseverance because of some problems. You can still use Courier or Circle of Power to disassemble it&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed a minor minimap glitch at taverns area for Scourge Players&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed a visual bug when swapping heroes with Kunkka&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed an area where you could get stuck while using TP Scroll&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed incorrect Gem of Truesight AOE in recent versions&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed -omsc&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed Phase Boots dispelling Curse of the Silent&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed Proudmoore's name/class&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed Razor's Tavern Hotkey&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed Shadow Wave not bouncing the correct number of times&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed some bugs possible when using couriers&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed some minor bugs that could cause units to retain control after the game was over&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed some minor bugs with Illuminate caster units&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed some small inconsistencies between Towers&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed the slow duration on Torrent lasting a little longer than intended&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed Wall of Replica not working on Magic Immune units&lt;br /&gt;* Fixed a few other minor bugs &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;New French and German translations are nearing completion. Other languages are in the works as well. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#############&lt;br /&gt;## Extra Details ##&lt;br /&gt;############# &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Old Blade Mail&lt;br /&gt;==============&lt;br /&gt;Blades of Attack (500)&lt;br /&gt;Chainmail (550)&lt;br /&gt;Recipe (500)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1550 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;+15 Damage&lt;br /&gt;+5 Armor&lt;br /&gt;Passive: 20% melee attack damage (calculated before reductions) returned as magical damage &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;New Blade Mail&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;Broadsword (1200)&lt;br /&gt;Chainmail (550)&lt;br /&gt;Robe of the Magi (450)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2200 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;+22 Damage&lt;br /&gt;+5 Armor&lt;br /&gt;+10 Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;Active: 100% all damage (calculated after reductions) returned as magical damage&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 4 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 15&lt;br /&gt;Manacost 25&lt;br /&gt;Has visual effect to show when it is active &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Extra Note: Since people regularly misunderstand how this works, the damage returned is reduced twice, first when you get the damage and then again when you deal it back. For example, a 300 damage nuke gets reduced by 25% because of hero resistance, then it gets dealt back as magical damage, being reduced by another 25% (or whatever magical resistance the enemy has). &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Basher:&lt;br /&gt;===========&lt;br /&gt;Mithril Hammer (1610)&lt;br /&gt;Gauntlets of Strength (150)&lt;br /&gt;Recipe (1460)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3220 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;+30 Damage&lt;br /&gt;+3 Strength&lt;br /&gt;15% Bash (10% ranged) for 1.1 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 0&lt;br /&gt;Stacks Diminishingly &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;New Basher:&lt;br /&gt;===========&lt;br /&gt;Javelin (1500)&lt;br /&gt;Gauntlets of Strength (150)&lt;br /&gt;Recipe (1450)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3100 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;+30 Damage&lt;br /&gt;+3 Strength&lt;br /&gt;25% Bash (10% ranged) for 1.1 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 2 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Does not stack with itself or other bash passives &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Old Fiend's Grip&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;100/175/250 Manacost&lt;br /&gt;40/60/80 Mana and HP cost per second&lt;br /&gt;Lasts 5 seconds &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;120 Cooldown&lt;br /&gt;100/155/215 DPS &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;New Fiend's Grip&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;200/300/400 Manacost&lt;br /&gt;No HP or MP cost per second&lt;br /&gt;Lasts 5 seconds &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;120 Cooldown&lt;br /&gt;100/155/215 DPS &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Transfers 5% of enemies max MP per second to you &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Old Shadow Strike:&lt;br /&gt;==================&lt;br /&gt;Decay Damage 10/20/40/50&lt;br /&gt;Initial Damage: 50/70/70/100&lt;br /&gt;Movement Modifier: 50%&lt;br /&gt;Decay Power: 3&lt;br /&gt;Interval: 3&lt;br /&gt;Duration 15 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cast Range: 400&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 22&lt;br /&gt;Manacost 90/105/120/135 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Venomous Gale:&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;Releases a Venomous Gale which poisons enemy units it comes in contact with. Units that are hit by it get a slow/dps like his previous shadow strike &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;AoE: 125&lt;br /&gt;Cast Range/Distance: 800&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 22&lt;br /&gt;Manacost 90/105/120/135 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Old Terror:&lt;br /&gt;===========&lt;br /&gt;Reduces damage and armor of units in an area around you. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;AoE: 700&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 15&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 20 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Damage Reduction: 5/10/15/20%&lt;br /&gt;Armor Reduction: 2/3/4/5 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wave of Terror:&lt;br /&gt;=============&lt;br /&gt;Releases a wave of terror moving forward that reduces enemy units armor and damage. You have vision over the wave as it moves forward. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wave Distance: 1400&lt;br /&gt;AoE: 350&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 15&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 20 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Damage Reduction: 5/10/15/20%&lt;br /&gt;Armor Reduction: 2/3/4/5 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dirge:&lt;br /&gt;=======&lt;br /&gt;Attack Range: 100&lt;br /&gt;Strength: 25 + 2.1&lt;br /&gt;Agility: 10 + 0.8&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence: 27 + 2.8&lt;br /&gt;Movement Speed 310 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cast Point 0.45&lt;br /&gt;Hero Class: Strength &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decay&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Dirge saps away the strength of enemy heroes and retains it for a period of time. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Steals 4 Strength from each hero for 21/24/27/30 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Deals 30/60/90/120 Magical Damage &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Manacost 70/90/110/130&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown 11/9/7/5&lt;br /&gt;Cast Range 625&lt;br /&gt;AOE: 300 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Note: Often missed, note the cooldown &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul Rip&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Redirects the flow of living energy through a target friend or foe, damaging them or healing them depending on how many units are near it. 25 for each unit.&lt;br /&gt;This does not hurt zombies below since they are magic immune.&lt;br /&gt;This can target your tombstone. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Unit Cap: 5/10/15/20&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 25/20/15/10&lt;br /&gt;Manacost: 50/75/100/125 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tombstone&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;Unholy powers summon a cursed tombstone. Zombies will frequently spawn near each enemy unit and attack them. Zombies have a passive that additively slow their target by 7%. Zombies cannot be controlled. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Spawn area: 400/600/800/1000&lt;br /&gt;Frequency: 3&lt;br /&gt;Slow Duration: 2.5 seconds &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Zombie Stats:&lt;br /&gt;HP: 30&lt;br /&gt;Armor: 0&lt;br /&gt;Armor Type: Unarmored&lt;br /&gt;Magic Resistance: Immune&lt;br /&gt;Damage: 37-45&lt;br /&gt;Attack Type: Pierce&lt;br /&gt;Attack Speed: 1.6&lt;br /&gt;Movement Speed: 375&lt;br /&gt;Bounty: 5-7 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Deathlust: If the target the zombie is attacking is below 100/200/300/400 hit points, it gains 50% movement and attack speed bonus. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tombstone Duration: 15/20/25/30&lt;br /&gt;Tombstone HP: 150/300/450/600&lt;br /&gt;Tombstone Armor: 10&lt;br /&gt;Tombstone Armor Type: Medium&lt;br /&gt;Tombstone Other Stats: Magic Immune, No regen.&lt;br /&gt;Tombstone Bounty: 70/90/110/130 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 60&lt;br /&gt;Cast Range: 250 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Manacost: 120/130/140/150 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Flesh Golem&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Dirge's hatred for all living beings allows him to transform into a monster. While he's transformed he carries a plague that affects nearby enemy units. Strength of the plague depends on how close the enemy is. Amplifies damage enemy units receive and reduces their movement speed (7%). When a plagued unit dies, its essence is transferred back to the Undying. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 90&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 30&lt;br /&gt;Manacost: 100 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Plague Aura Damage Amplification: (old plague was 20/25/30%)&lt;br /&gt;at max distance (700): 5/10/15%&lt;br /&gt;at closest distance (150): 20/25/30%&lt;br /&gt;In between is just an even spread between the numbers &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Units that die under plague release their energy to you. Creeps heal you for 3% and Heroes for 12% of your Max HP. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Storm Spirit:&lt;br /&gt;==============&lt;br /&gt;Attack Range: 500&lt;br /&gt;Strength: 17 + 1.5&lt;br /&gt;Agility: 22 + 1.8&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence: 23 + 2.6&lt;br /&gt;Movement Speed 295 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Static Remnant&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;Raijin creates a remnant of himself containing his essence. The Static Remnant will release its stored energy whenever an enemy units comes near it. Lasts up to 12 seconds. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Damage: 140/180/220/260&lt;br /&gt;Trigger AOE: 210&lt;br /&gt;Damage AOE: 260&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 4&lt;br /&gt;Manacost: 70/80/90/100 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Takes 1 second to create after cast. This is not channeling, just time delayed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electric Vortex&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;Storm focuses his energy to rip open a vortex drawing an enemy to it. This process slows the Storm Spirit down for a brief period. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pulls 100/150/200/250 units over 1/1.5/2/2.5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Your movement is reduced by 50% for 3 seconds. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cast Range: 300&lt;br /&gt;Manacost: 100&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 20 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overload&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Storm Spirit becomes overloaded with electrical energy whenever he casts a spell. The charge is released on his next attack as an electrical burst, dealing damage and slowing nearby units. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Slow: 50% as 80% ms  Lasts 0.6 seconds (Same stats as old overload)&lt;br /&gt;Bonus damage: 30/45/60/75&lt;br /&gt;AOE: 275 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball Lightning&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;Storm Spirit becomes enveloped with energy, losing his physical form, and travels until he depletes his mana or chooses to stop. While in this form, he deals damage to nearby units based on how far his electrical form has traversed. Damage, speed and area of effect improves per level. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Stops traveling whenever you run out of mana. Deals damage in a small area around you based on distance traveled. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Damage: 8/12/16 per 100 units traveled&lt;br /&gt;Manacost: (15 + 7% of total manabase) + mana based on distance traveled (10+1% per 100 units)&lt;br /&gt;Cast Range: Global&lt;br /&gt;Cooldown: 0 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Travel speed and damage AoE improves per level.&lt;br /&gt;You can cast spells like Static Remnant during your roll if you are quick enough.&lt;br /&gt;Specific interactions with spells/projectiles follow the same rules as Waveform does. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replay Data Specs:&lt;br /&gt;==================&lt;br /&gt;- "Ban",playerid,heroid: is sent for each time a hero is banned in cm/xl&lt;br /&gt;- "id" packets are sent after the mode phase (supports -sp)&lt;br /&gt;- "GameStart",1: synced to time 0 ingame (creep spawn time)&lt;br /&gt;- "9" packets are now sent each time a hero is picked &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Switch:&lt;br /&gt;========&lt;br /&gt;If someone wants to switch player slots with an enemy player or leaver, he&lt;br /&gt;types -switch &lt;slot&gt;. If he types -switch without the slot it lists the possible numbers that can be used. After a player uses this command, no one else can attempt a switch for 60 seconds, to prevent confusion. All players are then presented with a command to enter to accept, something like "-switch accept" or "-ok". If 100% of all player agree , then you take the slot of the player you swapped with and both heroes swap positions.  Players have until the 60 seconds are over to accept the offer. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone enjoys this update. Please give me feedback. Have Fun! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-- IceFrog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-7086439765094645082?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7086439765094645082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=7086439765094645082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7086439765094645082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/7086439765094645082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/658-is-out.html' title='6.58 is out'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2639477929504702591</id><published>2009-01-09T10:04:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:31:54.761+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Gradess...</title><content type='html'>hmm.. IPK = Indeks Prestasi Kumulatif.. Damn.. turun lagi... IPK gw semester ini paling jelek (klo diliat dari grafik ipk..) semester ini gw dapet 2 A, 1 A- , 1 B+, dan 1 B. (&lt;-- yess... mo songong dikit..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. padahal semester ini gw cuma ambil 15 sks.. BAH!! tapi kok bisa memecahkan rekor terjelek ya.. wew.. mungkin karena sibuk riset kampus dan karena beberapa hal lainnya.. padahal tadinya ngarep semester ini dapet straight A smua (wokwokwokwok).. &lt;br /&gt;metpen gw ga dapet A lagi.. !@%!&amp;@!@. kurang 0.5 point.. gara2 pembulatan..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. tapi gpp lah.. gw masih bersyukur.. terima kasih Tuhan.. Hmm.. skrg gw harus fokus buat semester depan dan mulai cari lowongan kerja ato beasiswa.. Semester depan gw cuma ada skripsi doang.. tadinya mo ambil 21 sks, lulus 3,5 tahun.. tapi ga jadi.. gara2 mo sante2 dulu, jdnya gw 4 tahun.. ea ea ea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengenai skripsi.. hmmm... gw uda dapet topik dan pembimbing skripsi.. Tinggal dikerjain doang.. smoga lancar ga ada halangan... hmm... skripsi gw tentang machine translation.. ga terlalu ngerti sih.. apalagi ktna toolsna harus make linux.. wew... hahahah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah ah. mo balik ke rumah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~END~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2639477929504702591?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2639477929504702591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2639477929504702591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2639477929504702591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-5880646048001108719</id><published>2009-01-04T14:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:57:02.687+07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 vs 5.. so?</title><content type='html'>Lima bidadari cantik berbaris dengan anggun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menantikan datangnya sang Arjuna kembar lima yang sedang mencari cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu persatu mereka pun berpasangan dan bergandengan tangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melangkah menuju masa depan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesaat sebelum melangkah, masing-masing bidadari bertanya kepada Arjuna nya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apa yang kamu cintai dari diriku , Sayang?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka satu persatu sang Arjuna pun berbisik dengan lembut ditelinga bidadarinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna satu pun berbisik :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku suka : bla.. bla..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna dua pun berbisik :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku suka : bla.. bla..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna tiga pun berbisik :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku suka : bla.. bla..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna empat pun berbisik :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku suka : bla.. bla..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika tiba giliran Arjuna terakhir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia terdiam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia terpaku tidak bisa menjawab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia hanya sanggup berucap lesu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sebenarnya aku tidak tahu mengapa aku mencintai kamu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sebenarnya aku juga tidak tahu apa yang aku cintai dari kamu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bidadari pun tercekat tiada ucap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun semua sudah terucap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelima pasang bidadari-arjuna mulai merajut kasih rumah tangga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun bidadari kelima memulai d hati yang pilu ketika dia menjumpai arjunanya tidak segentle arjuna-arjuna lain yang dimiliki sahabat-sabahatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia menjadi iri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika para bidadari ini sering berkumpul untuk bernostalgia masa lajang mereka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun dia mencoba menerima apa adanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu pun berlalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua berubah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anggota keluarga berubah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali para bidadari ini reuni sambil bernostalgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bidadari satu :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah suamiku sekarang brengsek!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bidadari kedua :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Iya sama, dia suka memukul saya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bidadari ketiga :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suamiku sekarang jarang pulang ke rumah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bidadari keempat "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suamiku sekarang lebih asyik main game, saya dicuekin melulu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bidadari kelima terdiam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia hanya senyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia tidak dapat berkata apa-apa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesampainya dirumah, dia disambut dan dipeluk oleh suaminya dan anak-anaknya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Papa, apakah papa masih sayang sama saya? " tanya bidadari 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna 5 langsung memeluk erat sambil berbisik lembut nan mesra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you more than I can whisper..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang Istri lega mendengarnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun dia tetap terusik dengan pertanyaan masa lalunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Papi, kalau papi benar mencintai saya, buktikan bagian apa yang membuat papi jatuh cinta sama saya? " kejar sang Istri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna 5 menarik nafas panjang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya tidak tahu , sayang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dan saya tidak mau mencari tahu apa sebenarnya yang menarik dari dirimu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Biarkan itu semua tetap menjadi rahasia tersembunyi bagi saya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Supaya ketika apa yang saya cintai itu berubah, maka aku pun tidak tahu bahwa itu memang sudah berubah, dengan demikian aku tetap bisa mencintai kamu apa adanya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang istri serasa di sambar petir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia baru menyadari hal ini selama ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika dirinya tambah tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika dirinya semakin mengembang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika dirinya tidak semenarik dikala mudanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia mendapati suaminya tetap mencintai dirinya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-5880646048001108719?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5880646048001108719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=5880646048001108719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5880646048001108719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/5880646048001108719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/5-vs-5-so.html' title='5 vs 5.. so?'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2332334370378778514</id><published>2009-01-02T22:13:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:13:40.549+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha</title><content type='html'>Obat aneh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasien : Dok, tolonglah sembuhkan penyakit saya. Saya sering berjalan di waktu tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dokter : Ini kotak yang bisa menyelesaikan persoalanmu. Setiap malam, ketika Anda sudah bersiap untuk tidur keluarkan isi kotak itu dan taburkan di lantai sekeliling tempat tidurmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasien : Kotak apa ini, Dok? apakah sejenis serbuk penenang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dokter : Bukan. Ini kotak paku payung.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* Teh Dingin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Waen dan Wowu yang baru turun gunung, langsung keliling kota jakarta. setelah seharian keliling mereka kehausan, lalu menuju sebuah warung. Waen melihat daftar harga minuman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-teh dingin = Rp.2000,-&lt;br /&gt;-teh panas = Rp.1000,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemudian Si Waen memesan teh panas karena uangnya hanya Rp.1000,-. begitu pesanan teh panas datang, si Waen langsung meminumnya tanpa ditiup/didinginkan dulu, jelas aja dia kepanasan sambil memegangi tenggorokannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Wowu kaget melihat itu: "kenapa, langsung kamu minum teh yang masih panas itu?". si Waen menjawab: "Nih lihat!, kalo tehnya udah dingin, harganya Rp.2000,-, mana cukup uangku?".&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* Saya Jewer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam suatu apel pagi, seorang komandan sedang mengetes anak buahnya dengan mengajukan pertanyaan-pertanyaan :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komandan : "Apa yang kamu lakukan jika kamu berhadapan dengan musuh dalam jumlah yang sangat besar?!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak buah : "Langsung saya serang pak!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komandan : "Salah! Kamu harus melaporkan pada pasukanmu supaya dapat menyerang bersama-sama. Lalu bagaimana jika kamu berhadapan dengan seekor babi hutan yang jinak?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak buah : "Saya melaporkan pada pasukan saya supaya dapat menyerang bersama-sama pak!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komandan : "Salah! Kamu harus men-jewer kupingnya supaya tidak nakal!, Lalu apa yang kamu lakukan jika berhadapan dengan saya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak buah : "Langsung saya jewer kupingnya pak, biar tidak nakal!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komandan : ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* Di Atas Tanah Abang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat pertemuan Gubernur seluruh dunia di Danau Toba Medan beberapa waktu lalu, mereka melakukan rekreasi bersama keliling dunia dengan fasilitas pesawat dari Amerika. Kebetulan gubernur DKI Sutiyoso Bersama Arnold S (Gubernur California) dan Tuanku Tuk Abduk Rozak dari Malaysia dalam satu pesawat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa, setiap Gubernur selalu ingin memamerkan apa yang menjadi kebanggaan negerinya lewat perjalanan angkasanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak lama Arnold mengeluarkan tangannya dan sesaat kemudian dia berkata, "Wah kita sedang berada di atas New York!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sutiyoso kaget, "Lho kok bisa tau sih?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Itu.. patung Liberty kepegang!", jawab Arnold dengan bangganya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggak mau kalah Tun Abdul Rozak, ikut menjulurkan tangannya keluar. "Tau nggak... kita sedang berada di atas kota Kuala Lumpur", katanya dengan sombongnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sutiyoso, "Wah... kok bisa tau juga?. Itu, menara Petronas kepegang!", sahutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena disombongin sama dua sahabatnya ini, giliran Sutiyoso yang menjulurkan tangannya keluar pesawat, "Wah... kita sedang berada di atas Tanah Abang!", teriak Sutiyoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lho kok bisa tau sih?" tanya Dua temannya heran kepada Sutiyoso, "Ini... jam tangan saya ilang...".&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* Tentara terhebat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu kali, diadakan pertemuan tingkat tinggi yang dihadiri oleh tiga orang pemimpin wanita dari tiga negara yaitu dari Inggris yang diwakili oleh Margareth T., India diwakili oleh Indira Gandhi dan dari Philipina oleh Corry A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai langkah awal diadakanlah upacara penghormatan diiringi dengan pemeriksaan barisan pasukan dari ketiga negara tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesampainya rombongan di depan pasukan Baret Hijau dari Inggris yang terkenal itu, dengan garang Margareth T. Menampar dan meninju pasukan yang ada didepannya yang tentu saja tanpa balasan. Terjadi dialog:&lt;br /&gt;"Sakit nggak?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nggak, Mam!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sebagai Prajurit sejati dari Britania Raya, kami terbiasa untuk menerima rasa sakit."&lt;br /&gt;"Bagus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corry A. pun tidak mau kalah, dan begitu sampai di depan barisan pasukannya, diambilnya senapan dari komandan peleton, dan menghantamkan popor senapan tersebut ke muka prajuritnya. Terjadi lagi dialog:&lt;br /&gt;"Sakit nggak?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nggak Madam!!!" (Dengan muka bercucuran darah)&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sebagai tentara Philipina, kami harus mampu menahan rasa sakit dan kengerian untuk mempertahankan kedaulatan."&lt;br /&gt;"Bagus" (dalam hati, sambil melirik Margareth, "hebatan prajurit gue kan")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu pemeriksaan sampai di depan pasukan India, dengan cepat Indira G. menyambar bayonet yang ada di senapan prajurit yang ada didepannya dan dengan sekali sebat terpotonglah "anu-nya" prajurit tersebut, dan dengan lantang bertanya:&lt;br /&gt;"Sakit nggak?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nggak Madam...!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Sebab itu kepunyaan orang dibelakang saya..."&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* BAKSO SEKRUP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabtu sore Si Lanang bersama pacarnya Si Wadon beli bakso di warung "bakso bunder" milik Bang Abang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanang : Bang, bakso satu porsi berapa harganya?&lt;br /&gt;Bang Abang : Murah kok! nak, hanya Rp 5000,-&lt;br /&gt;Lanang : Kalo gitu, saya pesan dua Bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesaat kemudian bakso siap untuk disantap, Si Lanang dan pacarnya menyantap bakso itu. Tetapi ketika Si Lanang sedang enak-enaknya makan bakso, tiba-tiba ia mengigit sesuatu yang amat keras sehingga menimbulkan suara nyaring(klotakk..klotak..kretekk). Si Lanang menjadi malu, karena ia jadi pusat perhatian orang-orang disekitarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanang : Apaan nih! (sambil mengeluarkan isi di mulutnya, Si Lanang menemukan sekrup/baut diantara daging baksonya). Gila bener ada sekrupnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu Si Lanang mendatangi Bang Abang. Ia ingin complain/mengadu ataskejadian itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanang : Bang, Gimana ini!! kok di bakso ada sekrupnya!! (Lanang agak marah)&lt;br /&gt;Bang Abang : Kamu ini Gimana tho! nak, wong bakso cuma Rp 5000,- kok! minta bonus Traktor, Ya..sekrupnya saja cukup.. tho...&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* Guru Lupa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seorang murid ingin bertanya tentang soal yang tidak ia ketahui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murid : pak saya mau bertanya sesuatu?&lt;br /&gt;guru : ada apa? apa yang mau kamu tanya?&lt;br /&gt;murid : bandung lautan api terjadinya kapan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si guru ternyata lupa. tapi kalau tidak dijawab ia bisa malu.&lt;br /&gt;guru : memang kamu tidak tau?&lt;br /&gt;murid : makanya saya tanya bapak!?!&lt;br /&gt;guru : dengan lantang guru menjawab "rumah tetangga saya kebakaran saja saya lupa apalagi bandung yang jauh disana"&lt;br /&gt;murid : "&amp;*%#* "&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* Orang Bodoh Jadi Cerdas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang bapak mengajak anaknya yang baru berusia tujuh tahun ke kamp perkemahan kaum nudis. Si anak terheran-heran melihat berbagai macam ukuran penis pria. Si bapak menjelaskan kepada anaknya, "Nak, besar kecilnya penis itu ditentukan oleh kecerdasan. Penis orang cerdas biasanya besar dan penis orang bodoh biasanya kecil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari setelah itu, si anak lapor kepada bapaknya ketika ia baru pulang dari kerja, "Pak, tadi siang ibu bercanda dengan orang bodoh di dalam kamar. Tapi makin lama aku lihat orang itu semakin cerdas."&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* Sepatoe Boeaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang perempuan ingin memiliki sebuah sepatu dari kulit buaya. Diapun pergi ke toko sepatu dan kecewa karena mahalnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mahal amat sih," tanya si perempuan&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau ingin murah ya menangkap buaya sendiri saja sana", ketus si pemilik toko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terinspirasi oleh perkataan si pemilik toko, perempuan tersebut pergi ke sungai besar di daerah situ sambil membawa senjata api. Beberapa saat kemudian si pemilik toko datang dan terkagum-kagum melihat tiga ekor buaya mati ditumpuk di pinggir sungai. Sementara itu si perempuan terlihat di tengah sungai sedang membidikkan senjatanya ke seekor buaya lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suara tembakan terdengar, kemudian si perempuan menyeret buaya ke-empat ke pinggir sungai dan kemudian menyumpah , "Sialan..!! Yang ini juga nggak pakai sepatu..!."&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* Ganti Sel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profesor : "Wah HP saya rusak muridku, kenapa tidak bisa dipake buat akses pake GPRS lagi? ada kerusakan dimananya ya?"&lt;br /&gt;Murid : "itu sih saya tahu Prof, gampang! ganti aja SEL nya".&lt;br /&gt;Profesor : "maksud kamu ganti SEL baterry nya atau SEL didalamnya?"&lt;br /&gt;Murid : "bukan itu prof. ganti aja SEL..URUHNYA dengan HP baru..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..."&lt;br /&gt;Profesor : ????!!!...&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* Salam Perkenalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang guru bermaksud melatih anak-anak didiknya di sekolah dasar untuk memupuk rasa percaya diri mereka. Guru tersebut meminta mereka untuk memperkenalkan diri sekaligus mengungkapkan cita-cita mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doddi berdiri dan berkata, "Nama saya Dodi. Kalau besar nanti saya ingin menjadi pilot, jadi saya bisa pergi ke Amerika, Eropa, Australia dan sebagainya",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bagus sekali Dodi. Terimakasih. Siapa lagi?", tanya Bu Guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang anak perempuan yang duduk di tengah berdiri dan berkata, "Nama saya Shanti. Kalau besar nanti, Shanti ingin jadi ibu rumah tangga dan punya anak yang manis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bagus. Jadi ibu rumah tangga merupakan cita-cita yang mulia. Siapa lagi?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Zaenal berdiri dan berkata, "Saya Zaenal, nanti kalau sudah besar saya akan membantu Shanti mencapai cita-citanya.....".&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;* Sedang sibuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu sore hari seorang manajer perusahaan menelepon pelanggannya. Tapi telepon itu ternyata dijawab oleh seorang anak kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apakah ayahmu ada di rumah?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ya, tetapi sekarang dia sedang sibuk." (anak itu menjawab dengan berbisik)&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau ibumu?"&lt;br /&gt;"Dia juga sedang sibuk." (dengan berbisik juga)&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau begitu apakah ada orang lain di rumah?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ada, kakakku perempuan, tapi dia juga sedang sibuk sekali sekarang." (masih sambil berbisik)&lt;br /&gt;"Sebenarnya apa sih yang sedang mereka lakukan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, mereka sedang main petak umpet dengan saya dan mereka semua sedang mencari saya."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2332334370378778514?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2332334370378778514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=2332334370378778514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2332334370378778514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/2332334370378778514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahaha.html' title='hahaha'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-1549545265831754480</id><published>2009-01-02T22:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:12:55.350+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priya and Hitesh</title><content type='html'>Priya married Hitesh this day. At the end of the wedding party,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priya's mother gave her a newly opened bank saving passbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Rs.1000 deposit amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: 'Priya, take this passbook. Keep it as a record of your marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life. When there's something happy and memorable happened in your new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life, put some money in. Write down what it's about next to the line. The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more memorable the event is, the more money you can put in. I've done the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first one for you today. Do the others with Hitesh.When you look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after years, you can know how much happiness you've had.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priya shared this with Hitesh when getting home. They both thought it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a great idea and were anxious to know when the second deposit can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what they did after certain time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 7 Feb: Rs.100, first birthday celebration for Hitesh after marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 Mar: Rs.300, salary raise for Priya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 20 Mar: Rs.200, vacation trip to Bali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 15 Apr: Rs.2000, Priya got pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 Jun: Rs.1000, Hitesh got promoted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after years, they started fighting and arguing for trivial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things.They didn't talk much. They regretted that they had married the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most nasty people in the world.... no more love...Kind of typical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Priya talked to her Mother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mom, we can't stand it anymore. We agree to divorce. I can't&lt;br /&gt;imagine how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to marry this guy!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: 'Sure, girl, that's no big deal. Just do whatever you want if&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really can't stand it. But before that, do one thing first. Remember the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saving passbook I gave you on your wedding day? Take out all money and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend it first. You shouldn't keep any record of such a poor marriage.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priya thought it was true. So she went to the bank, waiting at the queue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and planning to cancel the account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was waiting, she took a look at the passbook record. She looked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looked, and looked. Then the memory of all the previous joy and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness just came up her mind. Her eyes were then filled with tears. She&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was home, she handed the passbook to Hitesh, asked him to spend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the money before getting divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Hitesh gave the passbook back to Priya. She found a new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deposit of Rs.5000. And a line next to the record: 'This is the day I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much I've loved you thru out all these years. How much happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've brought me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hugged and cried, putting the passbook back to the safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much money they had saved when they retired? I did not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask.I believe the money did not matter any more after they had gone thru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the good years in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you fall, in any way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't see the place where you fell, Instead see the place from where you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about correcting mistakes."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-1549545265831754480?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1549545265831754480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=1549545265831754480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1549545265831754480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1549545265831754480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/priya-and-hitesh.html' title='Priya and Hitesh'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-175589372634155212</id><published>2008-12-31T21:41:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:39:34.924+07:00</updated><title type='text'>holidayy at jakartee (end of year 08)</title><content type='html'>hmm.. Kali ini gw ga mo nulis dalam inggris ah.. hahaha.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini tgl 31 Desember.. eaaa.. gw menikmati liburan gw yg cukup menyenangkan di rumah.. (Uda 1 semester gw ga balik ke hum.. gw stay d apartemen gw trus di sem ini.. gara2 gw les toefl dan gw males balik.. hmm..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas sampe rumah.. gw disuru temenin bonyok jalan2.. weleh2.. cape jg.. padahal lebih nikmat gw tidur2an dan nonton dvd d kamer.. wew.. hahahaa.. malas gila!! hmm... o, iy.. skrg gw d rumah, tepatnya d kamer gw ini, gw bisa internetan dengan laptop gw.. hahaha.. ga tau napa.. gw bisa detek koneksi wifi punya orang laen.. (kekna tetangga belakang..) dan gw otak atik ip dikit.. dan taunya bisa connect dan ngedotA!! hahahaa.. swt.. jadina skrg gw ga usa ke warnet lagi.. hmm.. entah ini yg sakti gwnya ato laptop gw.. hahaha.. but, thx for sharing connection..!! GOOD neighbours!! hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. liburan gw ngapaen aja..? setiap pagi jem 6an gw olahraga naek sepedaan.. hahaha.. niat gila!! sepedaan ke rumah temen.. ngemeng2 bentar.. trus ketemuan temen lama.. sambil keliling komplek laenn.. hmm.. trus minggu depan gw diajak jogging sama temen gw.. wew.. ntah enakan jogging pagi ato sepedaan y..? ea ea ea.. tgl 3 besok gw jg akan reunian bareng temen2 sma gw lagi.. biasana diadain tiap ada libur.. hmm.. sebagai ex-ketua kelas yg baik.... (&lt;-- wew.. uda 3 taon yg lalu..) gw pun mengumumkan reunian dengan sms dan message.. ngatur jadwal dll.. (&lt;-- padahal biasanya jg yg ngatur si cicil ama joy) hahaha.. yo wis.. mumpung gw make three.. gw bisa sms gratis.. gw sms in aja atu atu.. (sambil nge spam sms juga ke all.. ea ea ea) hmm.. tadinya mo reunian tgl 10 jan, trus dimajuin jd tgl 3 jan.. gara2 uda ada yg uda masuk kerja tgl segitu.. huhuhu... acara reuniannya maen breng d pola bugar dan jalan2 ke mal puri sambil nonton dan makan2.. hmm.. yo dah... liat ntar aja tgl 3 jan gw dateng apa ga.. lagi males keluar rumah.. hohoho.. tapi 80% kekna dateng.. secara nyokap gw jg ngajakin gw jalan2 mulu.. (&lt;-- mungkin ntar ke carefour puri..) ampe gila kelilingin mall d jkt.. padahal gw lg mo nabung uang.. ga mao bli macem2.. ea ea ea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. ini gw post beberapa foto liburan.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngeliat2 ada barang elktronik keren.. cuma bisa ngiler.. huhuhu.. harganya mahal gila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tv 99 juta ke atas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVuKFyGMyfI/AAAAAAAAALE/hjXhfrUL1kQ/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVuKFyGMyfI/AAAAAAAAALE/hjXhfrUL1kQ/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285970419601164786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVuKFqg3hRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/z1SZjoQ5nAs/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVuKFqg3hRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/z1SZjoQ5nAs/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285970417565533458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laptop zaman skrg.. pengen ganti jdnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVufU2HI6cI/AAAAAAAAALM/YCWfP8s6o7Q/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVufU2HI6cI/AAAAAAAAALM/YCWfP8s6o7Q/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285993768121067970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natalan d stc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVuKFbPQ8fI/AAAAAAAAAK0/c2BfM_TgOQs/s1600-h/DSC00187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVuKFbPQ8fI/AAAAAAAAAK0/c2BfM_TgOQs/s320/DSC00187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285970413465170418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVuKFfn4LkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t7AenlQUtgA/s1600-h/DSC00186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVuKFfn4LkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t7AenlQUtgA/s320/DSC00186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285970414642146882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini suasana d citraland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVuKE8RhmoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k9JHUksGK7k/s1600-h/DSC00183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVuKE8RhmoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k9JHUksGK7k/s320/DSC00183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285970405153151618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini gw abis nemenin bonyok ke pasar baru.. keliling beli macem2 barang.. gw cuma beli sepatu doang.. abisnya yg lama uda jebol pas maen bola.. wew.. hmm.. sederhana tapi lumayan.. ga nyampe 200k.. klo boleh dibilang.. harga barang2 d pasar baru jauh lebih murah daripada d EX, STC, ato GI (&lt;-- y iylah.. hahhahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVufVKWR1PI/AAAAAAAAALU/KNasv-irHWg/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SVufVKWR1PI/AAAAAAAAALU/KNasv-irHWg/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285993773553276146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. segini dl.. gila.. uda berapa lama nih gw ga ke peradaban mall d jkt.. hahahaha.. kelamaan d depok sih gw.. ea ea ea ea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry xmas dan happy new year !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GBU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-175589372634155212?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/175589372634155212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=175589372634155212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/175589372634155212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-2081545991665254075</id><published>2008-12-29T15:17:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:22:27.835+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baron Soulmates - Jatuh Cinta</title><content type='html'>video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VPs7YS6UFgI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VPs7YS6UFgI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jatuh cinta, tak kenal usia&lt;br /&gt;Tua muda, janda dan duda&lt;br /&gt;Setiap manusia pasti merasakan&lt;br /&gt;Jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin kau jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;Kau 'kan tersenyum dan kau tersipu&lt;br /&gt;Saat terselimuti cinta kau&lt;br /&gt;'Kan rasakan terbang melayang jauh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jatuh cinta itu indah&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau takut jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin kau jatuh cinta lagi&lt;br /&gt;Dan semua kan terasa indah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sedang jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;Cinta mati sama kamu&lt;br /&gt;Berikanlah cintamu yang pernah&lt;br /&gt;Kau berikan seperti dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jatuh cinta itu indah&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau takut jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin kau jatuh cinta lagi,&lt;br /&gt;Lupakan semua yang terjadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sedang jatuh cinta lagi dan&lt;br /&gt;Ingin kembali padamu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-2081545991665254075?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-1407795809019169704</id><published>2008-12-24T14:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:57:14.244+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet Nibiru 2012 Doomsday Comet Collision With Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tZg6lJy-m9M&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tZg6lJy-m9M&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-1407795809019169704?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1407795809019169704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=1407795809019169704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1407795809019169704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/1407795809019169704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/report-this-post-reply-with-quote.html' title='Planet Nibiru 2012 Doomsday Comet Collision With Earth'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6723747173898872341</id><published>2008-12-22T14:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:20:05.181+07:00</updated><title type='text'>John TitoR</title><content type='html'>hmm.. who is john titor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. interesting fenomena.. true or no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://misteridunia.wordpress.com/2008/10/11/john-titor-penjelajah-waktu/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.johntitor.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. what do u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any response..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6723747173898872341?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6723747173898872341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6723747173898872341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6723747173898872341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6723747173898872341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/john-titor.html' title='John TitoR'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6693685404145503841</id><published>2008-12-22T12:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:48:33.070+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiket - Hanya Kamu Yang Bisa</title><content type='html'>hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6A_QmbmkO_4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6A_QmbmkO_4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa terasa kau curi hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Dengan berbeda caramu menaklukan hati kecilku&lt;br /&gt;Berjuta rayuan yang pernah ku rasa&lt;br /&gt;Namun tak pernah tersentuh tak ada yang mengesankanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Tapi semua berbeda&lt;br /&gt;Saat kau ada disini&lt;br /&gt;Mempesonakan aku selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kamu yang bisa&lt;br /&gt;Membuat aku jadi tergila-gila&lt;br /&gt;Membuat aku jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;Karna tak ada yang lain sepertimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Berkali ku mencoba&lt;br /&gt;Berpaling dengan makhluk indah lainnya&lt;br /&gt;Namun tak pernah ku rasakan&lt;br /&gt;Bila seindah bercinta ku denganmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to *, **, *** (2x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6693685404145503841?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6693685404145503841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4921238067798441868&amp;postID=6693685404145503841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6693685404145503841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4921238067798441868/posts/default/6693685404145503841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/tiket-hanya-kamu-yang-bisa.html' title='Tiket - Hanya Kamu Yang Bisa'/><author><name>Hansel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333716104131336200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SQp3JO1SNII/AAAAAAAAAHU/BsZAHz3JOeg/S220/at+the+lake..+S+%3D+SuperMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4921238067798441868.post-6289270536457789047</id><published>2008-12-22T11:44:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:48:56.106+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry christmas and happy new year.. ^^</title><content type='html'>merry christmas and happy new year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just few days to go.. ^^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna give screenshot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SU8be1Jj8nI/AAAAAAAAAKc/n30OlsPd2qU/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lmGGFDo23iU/SU8be1Jj8nI/AAAAAAAAAKc/n30OlsPd2qU/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282471104406090354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yap... that's my bed in my apartment.. and those are some brochuresk, book, and my new mouse!!.. hmm.. hahahha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4921238067798441868-6289270536457789047?l=hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansel-tanuwijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6289270536457789047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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