<?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-1907751374427763562</id><updated>2012-01-27T22:20:15.852+07:00</updated><category term='J&apos;en ai assez'/><category term='ringkesan buku'/><category term='mon portable'/><category term='the beginning'/><category term='poeme'/><category term='jalan-jalan'/><category term='c&apos;est moi'/><title type='text'>MA PENSÉE ET MA VIE</title><subtitle type='html'>BONJOUR TOUT LE MONDE, SOYEZ
BIENVENUE SUR MON BLOG..:)
essayer d'écrire quelquechose qui vient..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-5130925389401928324</id><published>2012-01-08T21:38:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T11:52:08.374+07:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita monitor lagi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sudah tahun 2012 ini. bulan januari, sperti biasa, malam ini pun hujan, seperti sudah biasanya terjadi di negeri ini. jadi apa yang sudah dicapai di tahun kemaren. saya coba untuk mencari dan ternyata saya pernah menuliskan beberapa keinginan saya dulu. walaupun saya lupa kapan menulisnya. ada tiga hal, dan hhehe, baru satu yang terleasisasikaa....hmmm maksudnya terrealisasikan. yey, menjadi salah satu dari monitor tv. kali ini bukan JIBTV, tapi saudaranya, NHKWOrld TV. pada tahun 2010, sebenarnya dulu pada awalnya, saya mencoba kirim aplikasi ke NHK juga, tapi dulu mungkin belum rejeki saya, jadi belum diterima. akhirnya mencoba di JIBTV dan aplikasi saya diterima. dan ceritanya di &lt;a href="http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2011/07/amazon-giftcard-from-jibtv-yupz.html"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt;. nah, tahun 2011, coba lagi, di NHK, dan akhirnya diterima. seneng. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;buat pengangguran kek saya kompensasi yang diberikan dengan laporan yang saya harus kirim jumlahnya sangat lumayan. itung-itung saya bisa belajar membuat artikel dalam bahasa inggris. walaupun dengan grammar yang mungkin amburadul, hhhh. namun tetap saja, saya merasa beruntung mempunyai kesempatan ini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jikalau dipikir-pikir, menjadi monitor itu awalnya sebuah hal yang sederhana saja. tapi, berhubung saya kadang hmmm, maaf, mungkin lebih tepat kerap sekali, malas untuk membuat susunan komentar saya setelah acara selesai. ternyata menyusun kata per kata untuk membuat laporan komentar sebuah acara pun , butuh paksaan. dan seperti sudah kebiasaan, saya akan mengirimkan laporan pada harihari terakhir, bahkan  sangat terakhir. yah, alasan klasik, pikiran maunya sepeeeeeeeerti itu. maksudnya maksa otak buat komentar aja, baru nyadar kalo udah hampir akhir. barulah nulis dan ngirim email. sebenarnya ga bagus tapi entahlah. ide ituww, muncul disaat genting, -lebay padahal cuma kasih komentar-, yah tapi yang terjadi, kerap sekali seperti itu. bahkan target untuk kirim misalnya 4 email koment belum tercapai tiga bulan terakhir ini. mustinya bisa, -kan'cuma' ngasih komen- ya kan??! Selfnotice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lalu tahun ini mo ngapain heyolo.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;maunya bertemu dengan kesempatan-kesempatan yang lain dan yang paling penting adalah tidak menyia-nyiakan dan mempergunakan kesempatan itu sebaik-baiknya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"huummh, jadi apaaa? kesempatan kek gimana? kurang spesifik nuh". "iyahh, ada pokknya". "apa se"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jadi ...ditulis di sini ga yaa....tulis ga yayyy....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;humm, salah satunya mungkin, jadi JIBTV monitor lagi trus dibayar pake euro, biar bisa beli buku yang di amazon.fr. amin. ini juga da ceritanya nih kenapa musti ke amazon.fr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nah spesifik bangtt ga tuh??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*kenapa nulis langsung di 'newpost', tulisannya kok jadi ga teratur gini?, maksudnya font-nya ga bisa otomatis, misal klo di awal kal. hurup besar. biz titik itu hurup besar.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; it's kinda late nite...bonne-nuit tout le monde :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-5130925389401928324?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/5130925389401928324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2012/01/cerita-monitor-lagi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5130925389401928324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5130925389401928324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2012/01/cerita-monitor-lagi.html' title='cerita monitor lagi...'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-4046306129274733010</id><published>2011-12-03T12:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:02:34.235+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hummm, sebenarnya humm, saya mau update blog saya ini. Katanya mo bloggeran tapi yah beginilah kenyataanya, ko tambah ke sini, tambah berkurang saja postingan tulisan saya. Lihat saja, tahun 2009, di awal ko bisa ada 18 postingan, kemudian 2010, jadi 9, 2011 jadi 3, 4 ditambah yang ini, jangan-jangan nanti ga jadi ngeblog lagi, karena tak menghasilkan. *apa maksude?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jadi, kenapa,? humm, pastinya ya yang tahu saya. Malas. Tak punya ide , ah Cuma alasan saja. Kalu mau, banyak ide dan sesuatu yang di sekitar saya, atau bahkan tentang saya sendiri bisa dituangkan dalam tulisan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lalu kenapa ? yah, entahlah, suatu kali saya bisa merasa harus menulis ini atau itu, tapi setelahnya malah saya tak jadi menyelesaikan tulisan dan tentu saja tak jadi juga saya taruh di blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hummm, menulis..., pada awalnya, dulu, saya merasa semangat, seakan-akan ingin menuliskan apapun yang saya alami yang saya anggap layak diceritakan  (haiss). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tapi seperti sudah saya tulis tadi, makin ke sini, saya pun tak bisa melawan (emang perang ?). Terkadang saya sekarang harus mikir lagi, kalau menulis di blog, soalnya hummh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dulu kunjungan ke blog saya tak sebanyak sekarang. Bahkan , humm, yang mengherankan, kalau tidak salah tahun 2009 atau tahun 2010 yah, ko jadi lupa gini, pernah saya lihat blog saya ini banyak mendapat kunjungan. Sempat merasa aneh sendiri, karena apa, pada waktu itu (bahkan sampai sekarang) saya merasa tulisan di blog saya ini bukan menyuguhkan tema-tema yang populer. Maksud saya, terlintas di pikiran saya, bahwa sekarang musti hati-hati kalau mau nulis, nanti banyak yang lihat, sudah siapkah dengan komentar-komentar ?! yah, namanya juga blog terbuka, siapa saja bisa lihat , siapa saja bis akomentar , *dari kemaren juga gituww kalee*.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yah, begitulah, sampai sekarang, saya mikir-mikir, kelamaan mikir, jadinya ga pernah update blog lagi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Menjadi lebih aktif di blog, semoga…(sengaja kata « semoga » ditaruh di belakang biar kek artikel-artikel ithuwww)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apo sehh ne&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Diposting hari ni, nulisnya kemaren …penting ga penting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-4046306129274733010?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/4046306129274733010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2011/12/hummm-sebenarnya-humm-saya-mau-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/4046306129274733010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/4046306129274733010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2011/12/hummm-sebenarnya-humm-saya-mau-update.html' title=''/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-7145258441159395909</id><published>2011-10-23T20:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T20:08:20.701+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was upset of nothing that I would understand. My mind felt fly away on a high unknown space. My eyes caught nothing but just many of white shadows. I can not reach a mind of mind. Why I did those, why I did this, somehow I knew not. What just my heart says, sometime I trapped in a little doubt. But not this time, when I was sure about, but the destiny told me the other thing. As if I were so hallow, absurd. A little think, about something, poisoned me. I do not want to go in deep, but my mind has already bought me in to in. I am demanding my self, so what exactly happen in it. Could it be who control it, or it was something else? I am bit dizzy, and the hole my mind was walk in to some absurd state. Let it open its self. The way it works, it just like that maybe. Help me find myself…….find I………find myself………….&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Le neuf juillet deuxmilledix&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just want to post it.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-7145258441159395909?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/7145258441159395909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-was-upset-of-nothing-that-i-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7145258441159395909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7145258441159395909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-was-upset-of-nothing-that-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-5425542755965878976</id><published>2011-07-18T23:14:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T05:57:29.209+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazon Giftcard from jibtv? yupz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;Finally I received the book which I purchased from Amazon.com for about the last two weeks. Since this was the first time I tried to get things from abroad, I was wondering how much was the charge I had to pay for purchasing items from abroad. My brother told me that I would have to pay some taxes if the price of the items is more than $50. That’s the Indonesian customs policy he said. Then, I chose the iparcel, of course this was the cheapest among the other delivery services, that’s why I prefered to use it…... I bought the items in June 4th 2011, and the estimate delivery was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#454545"&gt;June 30, 2011 - July 21, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;, but finally it arrived at my home in the early of July. So, it took almost one month in its delivery. The package was brought by the postman. I thought I wouldn’t have to pay any, for it wasn’t more than $50, but Mr. Postman asked me Rp. 5000, I don’t know, for administration maybe…or it is again a customs policy, errr, he told me, what for, but I forgot it...heuuee…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;After being JIBTV monitor about six months I have got the Amazon gift card for free. And of course I was lucky having this because I can use it to buy some items in Amazon.com for free. But unfortunately, I can not use it to buy items in amazon.fr, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;bit upset, but that’s ok, maybe next time I’ll get another chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;(-_-'). Yupz, it can only be used in amazon.com, means &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;USA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I thought it can be used in some others of Amazon affiliates, such as amazon.fr, or amazon.jp (wondering why there is no Amazon.id (&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;) ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:Georgia;mso-hansi-font-family: Georgia;color:black;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black"&gt;), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;It is quiet easy to become monitor. When the JIBTV is looking monitor you can apply for it. If they have approved your application, then you have got the opportunity to get Amazon gift card. Then, all you have to do is just watchin the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;JIBTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt; programs asked, and then submit your comment about the program, in 300 words minimal. Anything about how to become monitor can be found in JIBTV &lt;a href="http://jibtv.com/"&gt;webpage&lt;/a&gt;. Thus, better to visit the JIBTV web sometimes, or you can find the information in their daily shows to know if they are looking for monitor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;Now, the three books that I have purchased are in my hand. Still try to finish reading it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;halaaahh :))&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-5425542755965878976?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/5425542755965878976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2011/07/amazon-giftcard-from-jibtv-yupz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5425542755965878976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5425542755965878976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2011/07/amazon-giftcard-from-jibtv-yupz.html' title='Amazon Giftcard from jibtv? yupz'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-5170175029368620728</id><published>2011-03-21T14:53:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T23:25:45.646+07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Vie........</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family:Georgia;color:black; mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;Mereka bilang, apa yang kita lakukan, putuskan apapun itu, pasti ada konsekuensi yang harus kita tanggung. Baik buruk, semua itu sudah menjadi hal yang memang ada. Terkadang kita sudah tahu konsekuensi yang akan kita dapat, dan sebelumnya, kita sering bilang pada kita sendiri, bahwa kita akan bisa menghadapinya. Misalnya, sudah tahu jatuh cinta itu bisa buat patah hati, toh kita tetap akan senang merasakan jatuh cinta, dan sejenak melupakan bahwa semuanya itu kadang akan ada akibatnya. Jika sesuatu berjalan tidak sesuai dengan yang kita inginkan, kemudian kita patah hati misalnya, ditinggalkan oleh orang yang kita sayangi, sejenak kita terjebak pada situasi yang sebenarnya telah kita prediksi sebelumnya. Dan banyak yang mengira kita kuat, ternyata tidak, walaupun itu sementara, dan tidak sampai membuat kita menyerah untuk tetap jatuh cinta toh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family:Georgia;color:black; mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;Seperti dalam kehidupan, katanya saling memahami, mengerti satu sama lain itu penting. Namun tetap saja, sudah tahu memang seperti itulah adanya, terkadang kita tetap menggerutu, bersikap tidak menerima. Contoh, saya tidak suka sikap si A, menurut saya si A orangnya menyebalkan dan seringkali membuat saya tidak nyaman. Saya tahu, memang itu sudah menjadi sifatnya seperti itu, it means that maybe it is normal according to A’s mind. Gaya bicaranya, cara dia ngomong, ya memang seperti itu. Kemudian saya mencoba memahaminya. Tetapi seiring itu, saya cerita ke orang lain, tentang ketidak sukaan saya kepada si A. walaupun saya tahu itu sudah menjadi sifat si A, dan saya sudah berusaha memahaminya, tapi tetap saja, terkadang ada sesuatu yang tidak bisa saya terima begitu saja. Ok dia punya sifat seperti itu, jadi kalau ada orang yang tidak suka, misalnya saya, bukankah itu juga hak saya dan itu sudah menjadi konsekuensi si A ? toh kita tidak bisa memaksakan seseorang agar suka sama or benci sama kita bukan ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family:Georgia;color:black; mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;Menyenangkan orang lain adalah pahala, tetapi terkadang kita tidak bisa menyenangkan semua orang. Setiap pro dan kontra itu sudah menjadi hal yang normal yang akan kita temui dalam hidup. Saya pun sudah berkali-kali tahu tentang itu, tapi, tetap saja terkadang saya tidak menerima begitu saja perlakuan orang terhadap saya. Namun setelah, beberapa saat, apa yang terjadi membuat saya tersadar. Misalnya saja, pernah suatu kali, ada teman menganggap saya adalah orang yang sombong (&lt;i&gt;it’s heard no joke&lt;/i&gt;). Ok, mungkin saat itu saya pikir tidak ada yang salah, sehingga tindakan yang ia kategorikan sebagai sebuah kesombongan itu, menurut saya adalah sebuah hal yang wajar&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;(in my own mind of course)*duw ko malah tambah sombong giniii*.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Seharusnya pula, saya sudah tahu, jika saya bersikap -yang oleh orang lain dianggap sombong-, maka konsekuensi saya salah satunya ya itu tadi. Seharusnya saya bisa menerima. Namun pada saat ia mengatakan itu, saya sempat terhenyak, dan berpikir, benarkah saya sesombong itu? Ada hati kecil saya merasa tidak terima, berusaha menyangkal apa yang dituduhkan. Saya diam dan berusaha tidak begitu menanggapi apa yang ia omongkan. Sempat terlintas jadi apa yang saya kira selama ini, yang menganggap bahwa mereka tidak ada masalah dengan saya adalah sebuah kesalahan. What so naïf! Me. Namun kemudian saya berpikir kembali, apa yang menyebabkan ia berpikir seperti itu kepada saya, sehingga muncul penilaian seperti itu. Well, sometimes apa yang menjadi kriteria bagus, normal, wajar buat saya ternyata belum tentu orang lain menilai sama (ya iye lahh). Jadi kenapa masih saja ada orang yang memaksakan penilaiannya kepada orang lain? Well I mean, I am talking about subjective opinion. Penilaian orang terhadap sesuatu pasti tidak seragam dan pasti setiap orang punya kriteria tersendiri.. Hahaha, itu pasti sudah sering kita dengar dan tahu, bahkan mungkin kawans malah lebih tahu dari saya, tapi kembali seperti yang saya katakan di atas, terkadang sudah tahu bagaimana resikonya, sudah tahu memang begitulah adanya, kadang kita belum dapat menerimanya dengan lapang dada, atau mungkin kita memang belum tahu, atau bahkan tidak mau tahu?eh…Musti banyak belajar bagaimana setidaknya meredam heart disease (baca:penyakit hati) heuuu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family:Georgia;color:black; mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;'Orang sombong ga akan sampai puncak'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family:Georgia;color:black; mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;*lupa quote darimana*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family:Georgia;color:black; mso-ansi-language:IN"&gt;Semoga kita menjadi orang yang sabar dan dengan mudah melapangkan dada, kawan... amin.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family:Georgia;mso-ansi-language: IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-5170175029368620728?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/5170175029368620728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2011/03/la-vie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5170175029368620728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5170175029368620728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2011/03/la-vie.html' title='La Vie........'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-5400611453548843383</id><published>2010-07-27T19:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T20:32:57.908+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daun Singkong Bikin Cerdas euy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Barangkali salah satu sayuran yang paling mudah ditemukan di sekitar kita yang tinggal di desa adalah daun singkong. Tentunya tanpa menyisihkan peran sayuran yang lain. Namun di lingkungan tempat saya tinggal, singkong adalah tanaman yang hampir ada di setiap pekarangan rumah atau kebun. Tetangga depan, samping, belakang saya, bahkan menanam tanaman ini. Memang tanaman singkong mudah ditanam. Kita tinggal menancapkan potongan batang dengan ukuran yang sama ke dalam tanah. Kemudian kita tinggal menunggu waktu panen. Selain singkongnya yang dapat diolah menjadi berbagai makanan baik ringan maupun berat, daun singkong adalah hal lain yang bisa dimanfaatkan dari tanaman ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa waktu lalu saya menemukan artikel tentang kehebatan daun singkong. Bahwa sayuran mengandung banyak vitamin, mungkin kita sudah tahu sejak kita diajarkan di bangku sekolah dasar. Namun yang akan saya kutip ini adalah khasiat yang terkandung dalam daun singkong, dan berbagai kandungan vitaminnya yang ternyata mempunyai andil dalam ikut mencerdaskan otak. Let’s just start it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam artikel tersebut ditulis, bahwa kandungan protein daun singkong hampir sama dengan telur. Setelah air, protein adalah senyawa yang paling banyak dalam tubuh manusia, yaitu sekitar separuh dari bobot kering tubuh. Di dalam tubuh protein berfungsi sebagai unsur pembangun sel dan merupakan komponen enzim yang penting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ini kenapa daun singkong dapat meningkatkan fungsi otak. Menurut berbagai analisis, di dalam daun singkong ada berbagai kandungan asam amino yang diperlukan tubuh baik untuk membantu mengubah karbohidrat menjadi energi, membantu pemulihan kulit dan tulang, meningkatkan daya ingat, mood, kinerja otak dan metabolisme asam amino lain. Dalam kaitan mencerdaskan otak ada beberapa asam amino yang terkandung dalam daun singkong  di antaranya: asam glutamik, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;phenilalanin&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tirosin&lt;/span&gt;, dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;triptophan&lt;/span&gt;. Dan apakah fungsi dari beberapa asam amino tersebut, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tirosin&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tritophan&lt;/span&gt; merupakan dua jenis asam amino yang berperan penting untuk mendukung perkembangan otak optimal. Tirosin dapat meningkatkan fungsi otak dalam menyerap informasi, sekaligus membentuk neutrotransmiter cathecolamine yang berfungsi membuat kita tetap terjaga. Sedangkan triptophan dapat meningkatkan fungsi otak dalam memproses informasi. Triptophan kemudian berubah menjadi serotonin dan melatonin yang berfungsi meningkatkan kualitas tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daun singkong yang dikonsumsi secara rutin juga dapat mencegah aterosklerosis – penimbunan lemak di dinding pembuluh darah  - yang bisa berdampak pada serangan jantung-. Lalu, kandungan klorofilnya menurut penelitian mengandung kuprofilin  yang mampu menurunkan kolesterol, trigliseria, lipida serum darah secara nyata. Klorofil dan beberapa turunannya juga memiliki daya antioksidan  dan antikanker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin A dan C pada daun singkong juga patut diperhitungkan. Dalam saetiap 100 g daun singkong mengandung 3.300 RE vitamin A yang baik untuk kesehatan mata dan vitamin C sebanyak 275 mg yang baik untuk mencegah sariawan, meningkatkan kekebalan tubuh, membantu menangkal radikal bebas dan melindungi sel dari kerusakan oksidasi. Lalu masih ada juga kandungan zat-zat aktif lainnya yang dapat berkhasiat sebagai bahan obat.&lt;br /&gt;Nhah untuk mengatasi sembelit, daun singkong mengandung serat yang sukup tinggi  sehingga dapat membantu melancarkan buang air besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk mengkonsumsinya daun singkong juga bisa dikombinasikan dengan bahan pangan lain seperti telur, tempe, ataupun ikan, yang tentunya akan lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi setelah melihat banyakanya manfaat yang ada di daun singkong, terutama untuk otak, maka kita tak perlu punya alasan lagi untuk tidak sering mengkonsumsinya. Selain murah, seperti yang sudah saya sebutkan di awal, sayuran ini mudah ditemui dan didapatkan di sekitar kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumber artikel: Intisari, April 2010: 181-185&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-5400611453548843383?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/5400611453548843383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/07/daun-singkong-bikin-cerdas-euy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5400611453548843383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5400611453548843383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/07/daun-singkong-bikin-cerdas-euy.html' title='Daun Singkong Bikin Cerdas euy...'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-125393728812202319</id><published>2010-07-01T19:54:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T10:28:10.553+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Railway Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Want to tell about my first railway tour. Bukan kemana-mana sebenarnya, tapi dekat saja, yupz, kereta api Prameks jurusan Solo-Jogja. Udah lama banget pengen naik kereta. Dari dulu, mo ikut temen yang kalau pulang kampong musti naik kereta, ga jadi-jadi. Sampai sekarang udah pisah, belum kesampaian. Tapi, kemudian beberapa bulan yang lalu, naiklah saya kereta. Pertama-tama, cari tiket di Stasiun Balapan, dapat kereta yang berangkat pukul 11.45. Rencananya mo ke Malioboro plus Beringharjo,cari kerudung. (pengalaman cari kerudung di sono murah and modelnya bagus-bagus euy). Trus rencana mo turun di Stasiun Jogja aja, soalnya katane, klo dari Lempuyangan musti naik bus lagi ke Malioboronya. . Setelah beli tiket, masih punya waktu satu jam, makan dulu bentar. Setelah itu, barulah kembali ke Balapan, nunggu kereta Prameks datang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tidak lama menunggu, datanglah itu kereta Prameks, siap-siap cari tempat duduk, berebut dah ma penumpang lain. Untunglah dapat tempat duduk, walaupun ga dapat tempat yang strategis buat nonton pemandangan luas di luar (huww). Perjalanan sekitar satu jam lebih. Saya kira naik kereta itu ga berhenti maksudnya langsung gitu. Ternyata hamper lebih dari dua kali musti berhenti di stasiun-stasiun kecil, misalnya di Klaten. Trus, ini nih, saya ko ga ngrasa yang seperti di tipi-tipi itu, kalau naik kereta badannya bisa goyang-goyang, wkakka..ternyata kata adek saya, yaelah, yang di tipi itu kan lebay gaya aje…ohh jadi gitooo,ndesit lah…trus ada yang jualan juga toh, di kereta, tapi bukan pedangang asongan, jadi ada mba-mba ‘n mas-mas pakaiannya rapi bersih, bawa kereta yang isinya makanan ringan plus minuman melewati gerbong dan sesekali berhenti kalau ada yang beli. Nhah jualannya kayak gitu… wah boleh juga..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jalur Solo-Jogja, yang dilalui, mayoritas adalah sawah terhampar. Di daerah Klaten lihat ada Candi sekilas, tapi ga tahu candi apa. Akhirnya tiba juga di stasiun Jogja. Tujuan pertama ke Malioboro, mikir bentar, lhah Malioboro arah mana yah, perasaan tadi lewat.. Ternyata eh ternyata Malioboro itu deket banget ma stasiunnya. Sebelah selatannya, tinggal nyebrang doank. Mana kami tahu kalau sedekat itu, makanya tanya tukang becak dulu baru tahu. Yasudd, lanjut, jalan kaki dari stasiun, sebenere ke Malioboro cuma numpang lewat doang, tujuan utama adalah Pasar Beringharjo. Di persimpangan beli dua botol minuman dingin, habis panas terik, dan jalan kaki akan menambah keluarnya cairan tubuh nanti. Tanya lagi ma Bapak tukang becak, masih jauh ga pasarnya, ternyata lumayan. Siipp, lanjut jalan lagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sampai di Pasar Beringharjo, naik ke lantai dua (klo ga salah si) tempat penjual kerudung berada. Pilih sana sini, akhirnya dapat, juga kerudungnya. Nhah, adek saya sempat nyeletuk neh, pas berada diantara toko-toko kerudung itu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dia bilang " ehhh, mbaa, rungokno, ono sing aneh ga ?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; saya : " hah..opo ? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dia: “laguuuuunee ki lhoo”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya : “waahh iyo ik” baru sadar dari tadi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi gini, tokonya si, boleh jual asesoris muslim, gitu, tapi lagu yang distel, mayoritas lagu kayak anak dugem gitu, hweheh….ajib-ajib dah…kayak di distro-distro..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dia bilang lagi “lhah ko lagunya bukan yang ‘umi umi’(lagunya Sulis, dulu sempet popular banget) yoh?!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya : “hheeheheh, he’eh ik, geoll buuuu!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Udah dapat yang dicari, ya sudah turun, setelah memperkirakan jalan dari stasiun ke pasarnya, jadi kemungkinan arus jalan balik ke stasiun bisa diperkirakan juga. Ini penting soalnya kereta Prameks terkahir yang ke Solo, akan datang pukul 16.15, kan ga asik juga klo ketinggalan kereta. Untunglah, masih ada waktu, nunggu kereta Prameks datang, lesehan dulu di Peron, mencoba menikmati nunggu kereta bersama calon penumpng lain,hheheh….Kurang lebih setengah jam nunggu, akhirnya keretaku datang juga. Ternyata penumpang yang mo ke Solo sore itu, buanyaknyaaa….entah karena ini kereta terakhir mungkin. Ritual rebutan kursipun terjadi lebih sengit dari sebelumnya, tapi belum rejeki, akhirnya musti berdiri. Ini kali, tiket tidak diperiksa, lah gimana mo meriksa lha wong penumpangnya aje, desek-desekan gitu…tapi enjoy aja lahhh…..capek juga berdiri, akhirnya lesehan juga di gerbong kereta…(sempet terpikir besok-besok boleh tuh bawa koran buat alas) dan ini kali kereta tidak banyak berhenti, ga tahu kenapa, apa karena udah penuh or emang udah ga ada penumpang di stasiun-stasiun yang dilewati. Kereta melajuuuu….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baru bisa duduk pas nyampe di stasiun Purwosari. Tidak mengapa lah, daripada daripada…Nhah sepanjang mendekati stasiun Purwosari sampai stasiunnya, banyak banget warga yang ngumpul di pinggiran rel. Bapak-bapak, ibu-ibu dengan anak-anak kecil, tak terkecuali, muda-mudi… lhah ternyata mereka lihat kereta lewat toh..saya kira ada apaan. Yupz, menghabiskan waktu senja yang cukup mengasyikkan juga kayaknya, rekreasi gratis sore hari. Jadi inget dulu waktu kecil, diceritain kereta api aja udah seneng, apalagi ini, diajak nonton keretanya jalan langsung….hmmm…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekitar pukul setengah enam sore, nyampe juga di Stasiun Balapan, turun ambil sepeda motor di parkiran menuju pemberhentian berikutnya… Setelah dihitung, harga tiket pulang pergi, satu orang Rp.18000,- . Sebenernya lebih irit kalau naik motor sendiri si, kalau ke Jogja, tetapi sensasi pengalaman naik kereta api, tentunya akan tetap berbeda pula ceritanya….(berasa kayak acaranya mas Tomohiro, -ngayal dulu dikit- ,yang tur di China naik kereta, xixixiix, jadi pengen, kapan yaw??someday maybe...). Crita –crita ma temen, eh ternyata dia belum pernah naik Prameks, alhasil dia ngajakin kapan-kapan pengen naik Prameks juga dah ah…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-125393728812202319?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/125393728812202319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-little-railway-tour.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/125393728812202319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/125393728812202319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-little-railway-tour.html' title='My Little Railway Tour'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-6572116424460517134</id><published>2010-03-29T19:29:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:21:45.665+07:00</updated><title type='text'>....a lunar halo.. last night..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seorang teman, tadi malam sekitar pukul 11 malam lebih sedikit sms saya. Isinya, “teman-teman, klo belum tidur, lihat ke bulan ada yang unik”. Saya kebetulan belum tidur, tapi saya balas, bahwa saya tidak berani keluar sendiri lah. Dia balas lagi, “wah, lihat aja, ntar nyesel lho”. Ada apa dengan bulan sebenarnya. Perasaan alamiah muncul, penasaran. Sekitar pukul 11.15 saya pun melihat keluar, dan kemudian saya lihat ke atas. Dan wow, , melihat ke atas, dan voilà, ada yang unik, aneh di sekitar bulan. Sebuah lingkaran sempurna mengelilingi bulan. Agak samar memang, tadi malam itu agak mendung atau cerah yah, karena gelap jadi saya sulit menyimpulkan. Tapi yang jelas, bentuk bulan terlihat hampir sempurna dan lingkaran di sekelilingnya terlihat jelas. Saya memandang sejenak kebesaran Tuhan yang diperlihatkan dan bertanya-tanya lingkaran apa itu. Saya kirim sms lagi ke teman saya, "itu apa yakz? Kayak pelangi or apa..??" eh dia malah jawab “unik kan, awas jangan noleh ke belakang, hihihi” malah nakut2in, tahu dia saya sendirian. Mau saya potret, tapi dengan ponsel, pasti nanti hasilnya ga jelas juga, ya sudahlah. Setelah sejenak memandang saya masuk lagi ke rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kemudian, buat status di fb, kali aja ada yang liat juga, ehh ko ya ga da. Nyari di google sebenarnya tadi malam itu fenomena apa. Ehh, tadi malam ko ya mimpinya aneh, masak lingkaran yang di sekitar bulan tadi udah dihapus oleh semacam mesin, dan kemudian orang yang melihat lingkaran tadi malam, didatangi oleh semacam agen dan kemudian melakukan sesuatu pada orang-orang yang melihat fenomena tersebut, kemudian menghilangkan ingatan tentang fenomena itu dengan cara seperti di pilem MIB, dasarrr aneh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi ini, cari-cari info tentang tadi malam, googling, dengan mengetik ini itu, malah nemu info tentang gerhana bulan. Tapi ada satu info, yakni tentang foto halo di sekitar bulan. Apakah tadi malam itu halo? Trus googling lagi tapi hasilnya tidak memuaskan. Pencarian masih berlanjut hingga malam hari, sampai saya coba &lt;a href="http://www.space.com/"&gt;ke sini&lt;/a&gt; , ketemulah.. it was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lunar halo&lt;/span&gt;!. nhah di situs ini saya menemukan gambar seperti yang saya lihat tadi malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_isaw1t7yV7c/S7FwEn2fFNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HEpQsxZr1UI/s1600/lunar_halo_030307_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_isaw1t7yV7c/S7FwEn2fFNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HEpQsxZr1UI/s320/lunar_halo_030307_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454263848441681106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A lunar halo forms via refraction of moonlight (which is reflected sunlight) by ice crystals in upper thermosphere. Stan Richard of Iowa took this picture of a moon halo in the winter of 2000. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pic source: http://www.space.com/spacewatch/weather_sky_030307-1.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jadi apa itu halo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo atau lingkaran cahaya adalah salah satu jajaran fenomena atmosferis yang disebabkan adanya proses refraksi pada lapisan es atau kristal yang berada lapisan tertinggi atmosfer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo terjadi ketika ada sinar bulan atau dari matahari yang berbenturan dengan kristal-kristal es yang menggantung di atmosfer pada ketinggian 25.000 kaki (7,6 km). Kristal-kristal es ini terdapat dalam lapisan selubung awan tipis gelap cirrostratus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo bisa dilihat ketika sinar bulan cerah yang diselubungi dengan awan cirrus tipis. Saat yang paling bagus adalah ketika bulan penuh atau mendekati penuh ..(berarti kayak tadi malem, -hampir penuh- tanggal 12). Lebih lagi terkadang ada lingkaran yang lebih kecil yang berwarna mengelilingi bulan (nhah mungkin ini yang tak kirain seperti pelangi). Tapi ini bukan halo, ini yang disebut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;corona&lt;/span&gt;, yang terjadi karena adanya difraksi (diffraction) cahaya yang terkena butiran-butiran air awan.&lt;br /&gt;Untuk lebih jelasnya, bisa kunjungi sumbernya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.space.com/spacewatch/weather_sky_030307-1.html"&gt;http://www.space.com/spacewatch/weather_sky_030307-1.html&lt;/a&gt;  dan &lt;a href="http://www.atoptics.co.uk/halo/circmoon.htm"&gt;www.atoptics.co.uk/halo/circmoon.htm&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lunar halo&lt;/span&gt;, halo juga bisa terjadi pada matahari, or it is called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;solar halo&lt;/span&gt;. Akan tetapi untuk melihat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;solar halo&lt;/span&gt;, harus lebih hati-hati. Oleh karena sangat berbahaya untuk melihat sinar matahari langsung to, bahkan dengan kamera sekalipun. Baiknya, tutupi dulu bagian matahari dengan jari atau bangunan tertentu, jadi lebih aman untuk bisa lihat ataupun motret fenomena halo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi keinget dengan lagunya Beyonce yang liriknya lagunya ada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;halo&lt;/span&gt; nya juga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everytime I'm looking now, I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby I can see your halo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-6572116424460517134?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/6572116424460517134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/03/lingkaran-di-sekitar-bulan-itu.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/6572116424460517134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/6572116424460517134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/03/lingkaran-di-sekitar-bulan-itu.html' title='....a lunar halo.. last night..'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_isaw1t7yV7c/S7FwEn2fFNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HEpQsxZr1UI/s72-c/lunar_halo_030307_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-3039489436967624222</id><published>2010-03-09T22:28:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:25:27.897+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='c&apos;est moi'/><title type='text'>deal with it girl, yes, you can!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tried to understand what just happened to me this day actually. Maybe it was dissapointing thing, it was, but i try to deal with it. There's a quote, grow up means accept things that we can not change..i was so..., i do not how to say it in english, the feeling, between dissapointed-patiented-then smiled.. a friend asked me then after a few minutes. And my answer would be,"all i can do is just smile, answering your question, this is some puzzle to me to, i do not know how to describe it. the next thing i told her, that "actually it was just an ordinary thing, but somehow my heart has made it become a special one...&lt;br /&gt;i begin to realize something, that is, to accept, to deal for something that we can not change...eventhough i am eager to....but the fact sometimes it does not like we want..maybe it just what exactly what I need maybe..&lt;br /&gt;i reply her, maybe all i need for now is to be more deeply thought at my self..yupz in to deep in me!&lt;br /&gt;remember another quote: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"there are more to see than meets the eye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-3039489436967624222?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/3039489436967624222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/03/deal-with-it-girl-yes-you-can.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/3039489436967624222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/3039489436967624222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/03/deal-with-it-girl-yes-you-can.html' title='deal with it girl, yes, you can!'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-5371639559563372578</id><published>2010-03-05T22:21:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:07:42.445+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what is this then..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yesterday... is yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;well, what would i tell if i did not know what would it be...&lt;br /&gt;-i guess, i begin to enjoy this activity-&lt;br /&gt;i met an old friend last saturday. we chated a lot. what had we taken, what had happened, what was  going on... and a lot of kinda memorable talking. We were talking  about our friends, our activities, about what would we do next..&lt;br /&gt;soemtimes, i don not know what would write in this blog. but don't ya think, in blogging, all you have to do is just write what you want, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;hwew, seems that it doesn't have any relation with my first paragraph..then..&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon i had a meeting with the staff. and I realized that i should learn more... gooshhh i'm lacking of idea...let's hope that it won't happen again,&lt;br /&gt;..let's just hope that we are not lacking of idea...everyone..&lt;br /&gt;yupzzz, bon courage yaw!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-5371639559563372578?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/5371639559563372578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-this-then.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5371639559563372578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5371639559563372578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-this-then.html' title='what is this then..'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-9115453621574807730</id><published>2010-02-28T03:05:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:55:38.217+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>Ketep Pass, Merbabu, Dieng?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Visiting this place was one of my old willing to do. Once, when I was in junior high school, I and my friends had a plan for camping near the Merbabu Mountain. As you know, my beloved small town is near from this mountain. Yepp, we are living in foot of the mountain of Merbabu. So you can imagine how fresh the air was, huh. I love it so.&lt;br /&gt;Well back to the story, hearing the plan, I was very enthusiastic, and kind an impatiently to join the camping immediately.  We were so young that we have to ask the permit from our each parents first of course. Then, what my father’s said at that moment had made me really upset. He did not permit me to join the camping. He said that it would be dangerous for we were still too young, and there’s no adult with us. But I tried to convince him, that some of my friends had had experience before. Well, that’s not help anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Yupz, we were doing this plan without any permission from our teachers. It means, that our school did not get any involve in it. We thought that we could do all by ourselves. We prepare anything, well, some equipment for camping, as usual, the tent, the lamp, ect. Knowing that I would not participate the camping, I told it to my classmates. And guess what, what just happen to me, it did happen to my friend too. But later, some of them did go to join the camping, without any permission from their parents. Uhh, I was so jealous, but I tried to be a goooood …(n_n), so I didn’t participate finally. And when the camping was end, I just heard the story, how the camping was, what they did there, from my friends. It sounded they had much fun at that time. And that’s just make me quiet more jealous of course…I thought that I’ve lost my ..….at that time.&lt;br /&gt;And know, well, it did last year, finally I saw the Merbabu  nearly. Hmm, actually it’s different story, not about campin... Me, who live near the mountain but never, saw it closely, kinda bit ironical situation, non? And it did happen on my way to go to Ketep Pass. A place where people can have a great view of the two famous mountain, in Java, the Merbabu mountain and the famous active Vulcan in Indonesia,-maybe in the world- Merapi. But the location of the place was not in my city administration, it belongs to Magelang regency. It can be reached for about one and a half from my hometown, Boyolali. Me and my lil’ brother, rode motorcycle to reach the Ketep Pass. He had already known about the track for a little.&lt;br /&gt;But had arrived at Selo, part of Boyolali’s district-, we still had to ask a woman who marched beside the street where the road to Ketep Pass was, hehheee, because he had lost or maybe he just got forgotten. Well, I was enjoying my trip away to Ketep Pass. It was so magnificent, a natural bless. On my right, the huge mountain of Merbabu, and in my left one was the Merapi. Typical, fresh air, the mountain atmosphere, the vegetables gardens, and the fog, -seems that we were in another world-.&lt;br /&gt;Just because all of that, well, it reminded me, a lil bit, about Dieng. I visited it several years a go. And I called it, “The Town behind the hill” regarding the winding road, and several hills in its side that I passed to get thorugh Dieng Plateau. Sometimes, if the weather is not good, just ride your motorcycle, slowly, beside its slippery,, and of course, its fog which will ‘accompany’ your journey at that time,&lt;br /&gt;Okey back to my ‘little tour’ to Ketep, somehow, I was just stuck at my self staring the beautiful scenery of it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Someday…I would like to be more close to…...???&lt;br /&gt;………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-9115453621574807730?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/9115453621574807730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/02/ketep-pass-merbabu-dieng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/9115453621574807730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/9115453621574807730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/02/ketep-pass-merbabu-dieng.html' title='Ketep Pass, Merbabu, Dieng?'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-5471936014947673180</id><published>2010-02-13T15:52:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:37:17.826+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>A short conversation… full meaning, as a fastest course we have…our chatting with Mr. Didit Chris P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kemarin,  ke Solo lagi. Ceritanya mo ke toko buku. Seperti biasa, ngajak siapa lagi kalau bukan ma soeur qui fait ses études là. Okeyyy, sebelum ke toko buku, kami pergi ke Beteng, ceritanay mo cari sandal. Dapat sandal, kamipun menuju ke sebuah toko buku besar di kawasan jalan Slamet Riyadi. Sampai di sana, sebelum masuk ke tokonya, tiba-tiba saja, adik saya mengajak, berjalan ke depan toko. Emang sih, klo bawa motor,jadi kita parkir di basement gedung, trus klo mo masuk, lewat pintu belakang, so jarang banget melewati pintu yang di depan. Jadi, oleh karena penasaran juga (halahhh), gimana bangunan toko buku ini klo dari depan, kamipun pergi melihat-lihat. Menurut perkiraan kami, mungkin gedung ni dulunya ,milik pribadi, soalnya bangunannya seperti rumah jaman dulu, maksudnya bukan bangunan jaman sekarang begitu. That’s why we wanted to know how the front door looks like. Sesampainya di depan, ehh, kelihatannya lagi ada pameran. Tapi pameran apaan,  both we dunno. Ceritanya biar urut, saya ngajak masuk lewat depan. Ternyata udah ada seorang wanita duduk di depan sebuah meja dengan buku tamu diatasnya. Sempat menyapa wanita tersebut sebentar, kemudian wanita tersebut menyilakan kami masuk. Tanpa mengisi buku tamu, kami langsung masuk aja. Masih bertanya-tanya nih pameran apaan. Di  benak saya, nih mungkin pameran lukisan or sejenisnya lah. Okey kami masuk, baru beberapa menit mengamati gambar (karya) datanglah seorang Bapak yang menyapa kami. Batin saya, hmm jangan-jangan nih Bapak yang lagi punya gawe. Kemudian, dia menyapa kami, bertanya kira-kira( soale detailnya lupa, Bapaknya ngomong gimana, yang penting intinya) begini:&lt;br /&gt;Bapak (B): (senyum)“hallo, darimana?”&lt;br /&gt;Ma soeur(M): “ dari solo Pak”&lt;br /&gt;B: “Mahasiswa?”&lt;br /&gt;M: “iyah, Sastra, UNS”&lt;br /&gt;Saya : -diam- .hehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;B: “lho tahu darimana ada pameran?”&lt;br /&gt;Saya: “ ceritanya mo ke toko buku itu  Pak, sebelum masuk pengen lihat-lihat ke depan, eh ada ini (pameran)”.&lt;br /&gt;B: “wah, kalau gitu saya beruntung ya, orang-orang yang datang ke toko buku bisa sambil mengunjungi pameran saya” (kira-kira begitu soalnya saya lupa detailnya si Bapak ngomongnya gimana, intinya gitu)&lt;br /&gt;Setelah saya pikir-pikir yang beruntung ntu kami apa Bapaknya yah. Tidak menyangka kami bisa ketemu Bapak yang punya pameran langsung, ngobrol ngalor ngidul. Walaupun kadang kami tidak nyambung…(generasi muda apa-apaan ini, hhehhe), tapi, tetep aja, Bapaknya dengan sikap ramahnya, mencoba mengajak kami berdiskusi.&lt;br /&gt;B: wah, anak sastra ya, pasti pinter linnguistik nih, sini saya tunjukkan salah satu ide saya ,(sambil berjalan menuju sebuah gambar), nanti tolong kasih komentarnya ya”&lt;br /&gt;Sini-sini lihat dulu, nanti saya jelaskan apa ini”.&lt;br /&gt;Kami berjalan mengikuti si Bapak. Di depan kami terpampang sebuah poto besar Bung Karno, dan di samping kanan kirinya terdapat beberapa script tulisan tangan Bung Karno.&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hati saya,nih apaan yakzz..??? trus kami coba baca itu script. Belum sempat selesai baca sript, Bapaknya menjelaskan,&lt;br /&gt;B: “ jadi ini terinspirasi dari The Declaration of Independence-nya Amerika, pernah dengar kan?”&lt;br /&gt;Kami: “oh, iya Pak, pernah”&lt;br /&gt;B: “ nha, di situ itu  ternyata sudah ada patokan menulis.......dan ternyata seorang pemimpin besar pasti mempunyai ciri-ciri tulisan maisng-masing. (kira-kira maksudnya gini, dia mencoba mengadakan penelitian terhadap tulisan tangan Bung Karno. Nha setelah mengamati nih, si Bapak menyimpulkan, bahwa ternyata tulisan bung Karno itu konsisten, misalnya bagaimana Bung Karno menuliskan huruf A besar yang berbeda dengan orang kebanyakan). Di bawah gambar diri bung Karno, terdapat beberapa hasil analisanya si Bapak ini. Dari huruf yang digunakan Bung Karno yang menunjukkan kekonsistennya sampai angka tidak ketinggalan. Kata Bapaknya lagi, “ nih rencanya mo dipatenkan, ntar didaftarkan ke ...(pa yah,saya lupa , pokokny lembaga yang ngurusin hak paten tulisan ke luar negeri sana).&lt;br /&gt;Hehehhe.. kami belum memberi komentar...heheheelagian juga bingun mo komentar apa. Maaf ya Pak&lt;br /&gt;Ma soeur: “eh Bapaknya dosen ya?”&lt;br /&gt;B: (senyum) “tuh di depan ada CV saya, bisa dibaca di sana”.&lt;br /&gt;Ma soeurr: “ohh eehhh..”&lt;br /&gt;B: “ sudah mengisi buku tamu belum?”&lt;br /&gt;Kami: “belum, Pak”&lt;br /&gt;B: “ngisi di depan dulu, ntar dikasih ‘Joglosemar’ lho”&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya ngisi buku tamu. Tapi ga dapet ‘Joglosemarnya’ lha wong uda habis...&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut diskusi (cie) ma Bapaknya..dari karya yang ia buat, nyinggung kasus century bentar, soal pendidikan, trus apa lagi, oh iyah, filsafat...(Beberapa kali si Bapak mengutip, karya dari Rendra, sampai filsuf Aristoteles).....beberapa kata yang membuat Bapaknya terinspirasi, dia sampaikan ke kami dan bahkan sampai tidak ketinggalan soal tips cara menyehatkan mata, bagaimana ceritanya seoarang Bapak yang sudah berumur ini, bisa tidak memmakai kacamata.&lt;br /&gt;Saya mengamati sebuah desain kalender. Kata si Bapaknya lagi, “nih, kalender, saya desain, dengan gambar yang saya cocokkan dengan kata-kata yang menyertai gambar tersebut”&lt;br /&gt;Saya: “ini kata-katanya Bapak buat sendiri?”&lt;br /&gt;Bapaknya sambil senyum menjelaskan, bagaimana sebuah inspirasi bisa hadir. Kalau malaem, biasa solat tahajud ga? setengah bertanya, “minta kepada Allah, nhah disitulahh, terkadang tanpa-tanpa kit aduga-duga, datanglah “ .....-inspirasi-....sebuah proses&lt;br /&gt;B: sering ke Jakarta?”&lt;br /&gt;Kami: senyum “jarang Pak”&lt;br /&gt;Dia cerita, “saya itu kalau tinggal di solo malah gampang lelah ya, di Jakarta saya terbiasa tidur jam tiga(pagi)” saya kan dimintai tolong juga ma ‘Joglosemar’ buat ngedit-ngedit gambar, itu dikirim lewat net. (maksudnya dia kan domisili di Jakarta, sedangkan ‘Joglosemar’ di Solo, tapi dia tetep bisa nerima ordernya lewat net, gitu), kadang saudara saya sampai heran.&lt;br /&gt;Lahhh, ko kebalikan kami, analisa adik saya, pasti nih Bapaknya suka kerja (workaholic) jadi pantas saja kalau di Jakarta malah dia merasa nyaman, mungkin di Solo dia kebanyakan nganggur, jadi lelah  dah. Saya menimpali, iya yahm ritme hidup di jakrta ma di Solo kan beda juga. Di sana orang terbiasa, berangkat jam setengah 6 pagi, ntar pulang habis magrib bahkan habis isak bisa jug abaru pulang. Padahal, saya yang akhir tahun kemaren aja ke Jakarta, beberapa saat merasakan atmosfer Jakrta..walahhh kesimpulan saya: Jakrta itu bising, beton, crowded (palagi pas jam pulang kerja, seolah-olah orang berlomba buat nyampe rumah duluan, ckckck) wuihh, pokonya dituntut harus sett.. setttt... (tahukan maksudnya), gitulah...saya yang sudah terbiasa dengan ritme hidup di desa, agak-agak shock culture,...hweheheh..lebay..&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut cerita si Bapak“ Jaman sekarang, udah ga jamannya lagi, nglamar pake map, naik turun bus, apa itu”,- dia menyebutnya jaman lumpur-( istilah baru bagi kami, hehheh), “makanya itu jaringan internet musti dipelajari”&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;Lagii&lt;br /&gt;B: “Kalian, misalkan lgi dipameran komputer, pokoknya di sebuah pameran yang menyajikan teknologi canggih, apa yang kalian katakan waktu pertama kali masuk ke pameran tersebut” tanya si Bapak.&lt;br /&gt;Kami: “hehhe, 'yah bagus ya', mungkin gitu Pak”&lt;br /&gt;B: “ nhah itu, yang namanya nyembah berhala, kita itu ga sadar, seorang yang religius pasti berkata –“subhanallah, Sungguh Allah Maha Besar bisa menciptakan orang-orang yang bisa buat barang seprti itu””-&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya kita malah terkagum-kagum pada barangnya, ya kan..&lt;br /&gt;Kami :------------------&lt;br /&gt;B: udah dapat kartu nama?&lt;br /&gt;Kami: “belum”&lt;br /&gt;B: “nih saya kasih, nih namanya kartu nama masa depan”&lt;br /&gt;Lah, yah bagaimanakahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata, ini yang Bapak maksud dengan kartu nama masa depan, jika biasanya dalam kartu nama dicantumkan nama, alamat lengkap, profesi, nha kalau kartu nama masa depan, Cuma ada, alamat di dunia maya, seprti facebook, blog, twitter, seperti punya Bapaknya.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi siapakah Bapak yang saya bicarakan disini? Nihh, di kartu namanya tertulis:&lt;br /&gt;Facebook: Didit  Chris Prawirokusumo&lt;br /&gt;Blogspot: dc_instinctrack&lt;br /&gt;Twitter: mistergrid.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kami simpulkan sendiri, itu pameran desain grafis,dari Bapak Didit Chris tadi,karya dia dari mulai desain sampul majalah, kalender, iklan juga., ‘n about Sukarno’s script juga.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau Bapaknya merasa beruntung ada pengunjung pameran yang tidak sengaja melihat pameran beliau, seprti kami,yang banyak ga nyambungnya kala diajak berdiskusi, kamipun merasa sangat beruntung, dapat  kesempatan berdiskusi sejenak langsung dengan orang yang ngadain pameran.&lt;br /&gt;Oia, lupa mengucapkan terimakasi buat ‘short course’ ‘n short conversation-nya,&lt;br /&gt;Semoga sukses Pak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-5471936014947673180?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/5471936014947673180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/02/short-conversationbut-full-meaning-as.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5471936014947673180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5471936014947673180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/02/short-conversationbut-full-meaning-as.html' title='A short conversation… full meaning, as a fastest course we have…our chatting with Mr. Didit Chris P.'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-8300566569352074298</id><published>2010-01-21T17:58:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:10:45.499+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ringkesan buku'/><title type='text'>Area X, novel sains futurologi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;UFO (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unidentified Flying Object&lt;/span&gt;) atau yang kita kenal sebagai piring terbang, sampai saat ini masih menjadi polemik di tengah masyarakat. Walaupun telah muncul fenomena-fenomena aneh di sekitar kita, yang mengarahkan kita untuk membuat asumsi bahwa piring terbang itu ada. Yang paling kontroversial mungkin adalah peristiwa Roswell bahkan dulu ada sebuah serial televisi yang mengambil judul yang sama. Berkisah tentang adanya makhluk asing yang ternyata telah hidup berdampingan dengan umat manusia, dan hanya segelintir orang yang menyadarinya. Saya pun, dulu menyukai serial ini. Terkadang sampai membuat saya bertanya-tanya apakah benar memang kita tidak benar-benar ‘sendirian’ di jagad raya ini. Tema-tema tentang UFO inipun telah menginspirasi para sutradara untuk membuat film tentang keberadaan makhluk asing ini. Para peneliti masih mengkaji bab tentang keberadaan makhluk lain selain manusia. Membaca novel Eliza V. Handayani ini kita akan diajak mengkaji keberadaan UFO, fenomena-fenomena yang menyertainya, orang-orang yang meneliti tentangnya.&lt;br /&gt;Novel setebal 368 halaman ini bercerita tentang keadaan Indonesia pada abad XXI, tepatnya pada tahun 2015. Digambarkan pada saat itu, dunia sedang  dihadapkan pada masalah krisis energi, sehingga setiap negara berupaya menemukan energi alternatif lainnya. Tidak terkecuali Indonesia. Pada awal novel, penulis menceritakan gambaran keadaan Indonesia, dari 2001-2015. terutama bidang teknologi dan IPTEK. Salah satunya adalah pendirian pusat penelitian IPTEK mutakhir, yang berjumlah 10 area. Tiap-tiap area tersebut memiliki fungsinya masing-masing, dan yang akan banyak dibicarakan dalam novel ini adalah area X (area sepuluh). Oleh karena banyak menyimpan misteri, dan beredar kabar bahwa di tempat sedang diadakan penelitian berbahaya dan illegal, orang-orang menyebutnya area X. Yudho bersama seorang temannya pun terusik untuk menyelinap ke Area X hanya untuk mencari tahu apa yang sebenarnya yang dilakukan para peneliti di area X. Yudho berhasil masuk ke dalam area tersebut bersama temannya, Rocki. Ternyata keberadaan mereka diketahui penjaga, Yudho dapat meloloskan diri, tetapi Rocki terjebak. Keesokan harinya mayat Rocki ditemukan di luar area X. Yudhopun merasa bersalah telah meninggalkan temannya, bahkan ia dijauhi teman-temannya. Sejak kejadian itu, Yudhopun sering merasa diikuti dan diawasi. Kemudian ia bertemu dengan Elena Valeria, mahasiswa Astrofisika S2 sekaligus seorang asisten peneliti bidang ufologi, sedang meneliti adanya penampakan aneh yang dialami oleh seorang ibu dan anaknya di dekat area X. Elly adalah anggota pusat penelitian UFO di Indonesia. Dalam novel ini, kita akan diajak untuk mengetahui seluk beluk UFO, sesuatu yang sampai saat ini masih menjadi perdebatan, misteri dan pertanyaan.&lt;br /&gt;Berbagai penampakan yang diidentifikasi mirip cakram terbang dari belahan dunia disajikan dalam alur cerita lewat percakapan tokoh-tokohnya. Kejadian demi kejadian mendorong Elly dan Yudho bersama-sama kemudian menyelidiki lebih jauh tentang Area X. Walaupun apa yang mereka lakukan mengakibatkan mereka sempat dijauhi teman dan keluarga mereka. Keingintahuan Elly tentang UFO, bahkan telah membuat konflik antara dia dengan ayahnya. Bagi ayahnya, yang seorang ilmuwan psikoanalis terkemuka, orang-orang yang mengaku melihat UFO atau pernah diculik oleh makhuk asing adalah sebuah bualan besar, dan hanya terjadi pada orang-orang yang merasa tersesat dan tidak tahu harus meminta bantuan pada siapa atau orang-orang yang bermimpi untuk hidup di dunia yang lebih baik, namun tidak berusaha untuk mewujudkan dunia itu. Namun Elly bersikeras, dan membuktikan bahwa inilah yang ia ingin lakukan. Bahkan Elly dihadapkan pada bukti-bukti tentang keberadaan makhluk asing disekitarnya. Dan hal itu makin membuat Elly terus ,melanjutkan penyelidikannya. Kesemuanya bermuara pada satu area, yupz, Area X.&lt;br /&gt;Pada akhirnya apa yang mereka temukan dan lihat di Area X setidaknya dapat menjawab pertanyaan mereka selama ini. Berbagai istilah ilmiah yang berkaitan dengan penelitian banyak muncul, seperti, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crop circle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DNA heliks&lt;/span&gt; ganda, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;debris&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mattambre&lt;/span&gt; dan istilah lainnya. Terkadang kita dapat menemukan arti dari istilah-istilah tersebut pada catatan kaki. Dan, akhirnya seperti apa yang ditulis di sampul novel, apakah benar kita tak pernah benar-benar sendirian? You’ll find out wot the meaning was….whether it has a complexity or not, this novel is surely recommended for them  who like a future science story like UFO for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-8300566569352074298?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/8300566569352074298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/01/area-x-novel-sains-futurologi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/8300566569352074298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/8300566569352074298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/01/area-x-novel-sains-futurologi.html' title='Area X, novel sains futurologi'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-2405651287652256089</id><published>2010-01-21T17:56:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:12:31.110+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ringkesan buku'/><title type='text'>Area X-un</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enfin, j’ai fini le lire. Un roman scientific d’une auteur indonésienne s’appelle Eliza V. Handayani. Le titre du roman c’est « Area X ». j’ai gagné ce roman de &lt;a href="http://www.myspacenote.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;mon petit frére&lt;/a&gt;&lt;bodylink="green"vlink="yellow" alink="red"&gt;. Un jour il y avait le postier qui nous avait envoyé le roman. il écrit, c’était pour mon petit frére. Je lui ai demandé alors, comment il peut gagner ce roman, mais j’ai trouvé la reponds moi meme alors. Il a suivi une competion, quelquechose vient du blogger parraître. Then, he asked me to make a review from it. Avoir regardé ce roman, je me souviens quelquechose, c’est comme j’avais appris et lu le roman avant. Mais quand, j’avais oublié. Je reste me demander. Je commencait à lire le roman. De la préface, alors j’ai trouvé la reponds. Ah, le voilà, il a dit que, ce roman avait paru au journal « Horizon », un journal de la littèrature, du janvier au septembre 2001. Moi, je me souviens, quand j’étais au lychée, j’ai emprunté souvent le journal à la blibliothèque. Et dans ce journal, alors, je l’ai appris. Mais, à ce moment lá, je n’ai pas suivi l’histoire, hhwhhehh.. dunno, i were not really interested on it. Et maintenant, j’ai le roman, ici, j’ai fini de le lire, et je vais essayer de faire le resume de ce roman. Le voilá j’ai demandé aussi ma soeur de coriger un peu s’il y a quelquechose qui ne va pas sur le texte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titre : Area X&lt;br /&gt;Auteur : Eliza V. Handayani&lt;br /&gt;Editeur : DAR ! Mizan&lt;br /&gt;Le premier edition ; 2003&lt;br /&gt;Langue : indonesien&lt;br /&gt;Nombre de pages : 368&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kita hanya tahu tak lebih dari secuil rahasia alam. Kita tak tahu bagaimana asal-usul galaksi kita, bagaimana proses evolusi suatu planet sehingga dapat menyongkong kehidupan, atau bagaimana makhluk hidup pertama bangkit. Apakah semuanya berawal dari Big Bang? Dari sup primodial, dari mana terlahir mikroba paling sederhana, yang kemudian –berevolusi menjadi makhluk canggih seperti kita sekarang ini? jika demikian, apakah kehidupan suatu yang unik, ataukah lumrah, di alam raya? Pengembaraan kita ini adalah upaya untuk mencari jawaban atas pertanyaan-pertanyaan dapat mengubah cara manusia memandang dirinya, tempatnya, dan maknanya.”&lt;br /&gt;Seketika auditorium menjadi hening-tenggelam dalam pemikiran akan betapa luasnya kuasa Yang Maha Esa.&lt;br /&gt;(Area X, 82:2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, betapa peliknya alur waktu yang menuju ke saat ini! Berapa banyak jalur kehidupan orang yangsaling bersilang dan bertemu di satu titik ? Apakah kejadian terkecil di dunia ini, kejadian yang paling tak berarti……memiliki kekuatan yang dapat mengubah masa depan selamanya?........Akankah umat manusia tetap akan keluar sebagai satu-satunya makhluk hidup yang berbudaya di bumi biru ini? jika waktu diputar di tempat lain. Di sudut terpencil jagad raya ini, apakah seluruh proses itu akan terjadi lagi-di tempat lain, menghasilkan makhluk hidup lain, peradaban lain?&lt;br /&gt;“Segala pertanyaan ini-….” Suara si Ibu Penceramah mengoyak awan lamunan Elly…..”-dan segala instrumen ini, betapapun canggih kedengarannya, sebenarnya menunjukkan betapa kecilnya kita. Dengan teknologi yang kita bangga-banggakan, kenyataannya kita tetap hanya dapat mengintip serpihan kecil dari jagad raya yang tiada terhingga luasnya ini. Karena itulah, anak-anakku sekalian, tidak ada alasan bagi kita untuk merasa puas, apalagi sombong, dengan kadar ilmu yang kita miliki. Hanya dengan keikhlasan untuk mengakui bahwa ‘kita tidak tahu segalanya’-lah kita bisa mencapai kemajuan. Karena itulah, kita perlu mencari tahu.” (Area X, 83-84: 2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/bodylink="green"vlink="yellow"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-2405651287652256089?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/2405651287652256089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/01/area-x-un.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/2405651287652256089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/2405651287652256089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2010/01/area-x-un.html' title='Area X-un'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-8940125162607287196</id><published>2009-12-22T12:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:57:17.902+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflected Robinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Did you remember what happen to Robinson, when he realize that he is the lone man in deserted islands? Did you remember what did he do to get his loneliness out of his mind? Did you remember that something that he done to get that feeling out was just make him fall in to a deep loneliness? Doing nothing, feeling that his life was finish at that time. Despair! Something that he really afraid of. He knew, that has such feel, and didn’t make any progress at all. Even though he once fell in deep shit despair! Nothing did, nothing help either. Regretting what have already done. Starting to look something so pessimistic. Then, realizing that he did the wrong step, he tried to collect his spirit again. But, it didn’t guarantee that he did not fell in to deep, worst state pf life encore. He trapped! Again, despair. Had failed in doing something, one of thing that cause why he trapped again. And he did think that he did the right thing, until he thought deeply, what just happened exactly with him. Would he stay in that condition for future? Would he just stop it right there? Did he already take the right step? No one can hear what he feeling was; he can talk to no one! He was alone there. But he made a thought, in his mind. And then he got up, and yelled that it wouldn’t happen to him again. He was realized, that it was very danger fall in to deep hole called ‘despair’. That wouldn’t happen again. He started to look so optimistic. Loneliness did not make he fell after all. He remember that there always God. God always beside human. Robinson, day by day, doing his activity, he trust God will always be his Guidance. As the times goes by, hoping that someday he will meet any other human in that islands. Patient, optimistically, prove help him. Loneliness can not make his life stop. Day by day, he encourage himself, convince himself, not to give up easily. Regrets didn’t help him much. Why should after all?&lt;br /&gt;Years by years, after all, he found comrades. To serve him, help him. And again, other humans came to his islands. He was not alone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;He went back to England, as a winner. Proving to those who had underestimated him before!. What happen in the island had changed him a lot. He was very thankful for what God has given to.&lt;br /&gt;Patient, optimistically, convince our self, learn!&lt;br /&gt;My life reflected to what happen to Robinson. And writing this, hoping that it makes me better, and realize exactly what happen, what’s not good, what should do next, learn, learn…&lt;br /&gt;you, you still have friend, not alone! You, you still have some who care… and, everything happen for a reason rite?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;‘J'arrive au bord du lac&lt;br /&gt;J'aimerais bien que tu sois là&lt;br /&gt;C'est juste un endroit à moi&lt;br /&gt;J'aimerais bien que tu le voies&lt;br /&gt;‘Juste au milieu du lac&lt;br /&gt;J'aime que tu sois avec moi&lt;br /&gt;Toi au fond de la barque&lt;br /&gt;J'ai le sang qui me glace’&lt;br /&gt;- Indochine : le lac-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-8940125162607287196?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/8940125162607287196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/12/reflected-robinson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/8940125162607287196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/8940125162607287196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/12/reflected-robinson.html' title='Reflected Robinson'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-8377229947154871691</id><published>2009-11-06T14:11:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:36:35.832+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>Le Palais Royal de Mangkunegaran:la deuxieme partie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Hmmm, akhirnya saya mendapat kesempatan buat mengunjungi Keraton Mangkunegaran lagi, dan kali ni gratiss tis truss bisa masuk keliling kraton dahhh. And how dit it happen? Okeeyy, the story begun last august. I had a chance to be tour guide franchopone. My French guest wanted to know what Mangkunegaran Palace looks like. Actually there was no schedule to visit this palace, it was out of the program. Started from Jogja on the way to go to Malang, East Java, we stopped for a while in Solo. Of course Mangkunegaran directly. Had arrived at this palace, my guests were bit surprise, hmmm maybe demanding, because there was a big stage and many chairs around in front of the palace. Seems there was a festival, musical event or some kind like that. After asking and demanding, and of vcourse from the baliho that we’ve seen, we knew that there was international music festival, which was participated by more than twenty countries around the world (if i’m not mistaken, based on many flags on the baliho).&lt;br /&gt;Well, i entered the front table, and several strudents, i guess, they,”faire du stage” or PKL students. After writing the guest book,(remember when I came to this palace for the first time, since I didn’t make any reports to guest book, me and my cousin were not allowed to take the tourr, hahhhha) one of them ask me, how many tourist with me, and which country do  they come from. I said, they were four, and from French that I decided to ask them the French guide for accompanying us while we were taking the tour of the palace. They said, wooow “wahh mbaa, guide prancisnya belum dateng tuh, gimana? Klo guide inggris mau ga?” yupzz, we arrived to early maybe, for about 9 o’clock or more. Yahhh, I was thinking what should I do, me don’t really know better about this palace., well I said to the student, “ok, ga papa lah pake inggris, or indonesia aja , ntar tak coba nerjemahin ke prancis” and finally I’ve got a students with us. She ‘s good guide i think, she explain each part of the palace in bahasa and I try to translate it in to French. Beginning to enter the main building called “pendapa” a building, wit a large floor. But before we entered to the “pendapa” the guide give us each person a black plastick bag. She said it would be used to put our shoes or sandal; we had to put out our shoes before taking the tour. Okeeyyy lanjuut, after “pendapa” we entered to a room, where many Mangkunegaran collections were kept. Such as, dances equipment, the cloths, the masks, silver collections, etc. Okeyy, after that, room by room, we entered, and then it end.  Me went to the front office, i paid the ticket (Rp.40 thousands for four person, me were not counted of course, and it means, I did it, gratuitement...finally,). After that, we continue our journey to east java...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Well, welll, enfin, j’ai de la chance de visiter le royal palais de Mangkunegaran, gratuitement….hmmmm, can’t wait what’s the next chance I would get???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Up’s, ca sera mieux que je vous montre l’im&lt;/span&gt;age du royal palais de Mangkunegaran, mais j’ai oublié de le prendre…peut etre, la procahaine fois hein.!...^_^…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-8377229947154871691?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/8377229947154871691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/11/le-palais-royal-de-mangkunegaranla.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/8377229947154871691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/8377229947154871691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/11/le-palais-royal-de-mangkunegaranla.html' title='Le Palais Royal de Mangkunegaran:la deuxieme partie'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-1028232520666950386</id><published>2009-10-17T23:26:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:26:23.001+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mbuh..</title><content type='html'>Hmmm..wot i'm goin to write..this night?dunno..&lt;br /&gt;Some says,just write wot u wanna,wot was in our mind,,well just write it..&lt;br /&gt;But,sometimes,me,don't have somethng to write to,or i say,hmm,have u ever found that u are stuck,dunno wot to say,.kinda difficult to describe it..it's absurd,,&lt;br /&gt;Hah..&lt;br /&gt;'i think that possibly maybe i'm falling for you'&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever?Felt that u've lost it,eventhough u never have it before..strange,bizzare..n'est-ce pas? Absurd.&lt;br /&gt;Haia..hey..opo to ki..&lt;br /&gt;Semangat..semangat..gambatte,caio..bon courage..yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-1028232520666950386?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/1028232520666950386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/10/mbuh_272.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/1028232520666950386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/1028232520666950386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/10/mbuh_272.html' title='Mbuh..'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-7259231513606261564</id><published>2009-09-30T13:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:43:12.367+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm..c'est l'amitie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;           One night, when I was going to go to bed, an sms was sent to my hp. It was from one of my friend. She asked me something, “ eh, mba, can I ask u something, what did you do if you are feeling bored and nothing have to do? I’m sorry to ask you about this, but I just wondering what did you do, because I feel it right now.” Then I answer her, “ hmmm, if I were you, I would doing something which I like, or anything, or maybe just bring it to go to sleep, hehhe”. She answered, “that’s sound a good big idea”. Ok, I felt relieved for she answered me like that. That’s not the first time I received that kind of sms. Another friend has sent me sms asking some kind like that. And some questions around of my head at that time. Seems that my answer make them relieved and I was happy to help them, even though, I sometime, don’t know exactly if my answer is right, and whatever it is, it is really nice to know that we are means to one another n_n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-7259231513606261564?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/7259231513606261564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmmmcest-lamitie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7259231513606261564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7259231513606261564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmmmcest-lamitie.html' title='hmmm..c&apos;est l&apos;amitie'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-3947051117793671753</id><published>2009-09-30T13:19:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:37:56.438+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kata Orang Singapore tentang Indonesia......!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dapat dari one of my frend's note at facebook...and this is the story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Suatu pagi di Bandar Lampung, kami menjemput seseorang di bandara. Orang itu sudah tua, kisaran 60 than. Sebut saja si bapak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si bapak adalah pengusaha asal Singapura, dengan logat bicara gaya melayu, English, (atau singlish) beliau menceritakan pengalaman-pengalaman hidupnya kepada kami yang masih muda. Mulai dari pengalaman bisnis, spiritual, keluarga, bahkan percintaan hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Your country is so rich!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah biasa banget kan denger kata-kata begitu. Tapi tunggu dulu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Indonesia doesn't need the world, but the world needs Indonesia"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Everything can be found here in Indonesia u don't need the world"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"mudah saja, Indonesia paru-paru dunia. Tebang saja hutan di Kalimantan, dunia pasti kiamat. Dunia yang butuh Indonesia!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Singapore is nothing, we can't be rich without Indonesia. 500.000 orang Indonesia berlibur ke Singapura setiap bulan. Bissa terbayang uang yang masuk ke kami, apartemen-apartemen dan condo terbaru kami yang membeli pun orang2 Indonesia, ga peduli harga yang selangit, laku keras. Lihatlah rumah sakit kami, orang Indonesia semua yang berobat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Kalian tahu bagaimana kalapnya pemerintah kami ketika asap hutan Indonesia masuk? Ya, benar2 panik. Sangat terasa, we are nothing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kalian ga tau kan klo Agustus kemarin dunia krisis beras. Termasuk di Singapura dan Malaysia,kalian di Indonesia dengan mudah dapat beras"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"lihatlah Negara kalian, air bersih dimana2.. lihatlah Negara kami, air bersih  pun kami beli darii Malaysia. Saya pernah ke Kalimantan, bahkan pasir pun mengandung permata. Terlihat glitter kalo ada matahari bersinar. Petani di sana menjual Rp 3000/kg ke sebuah pabrik Cina dan si pabrik menjualnya kembali seharga Rp30000/kg. saya melihatnya sendiri"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kalian sadar tidak klo negara2 lain selalu takut meng-embargo Indonesia?! Ya karena Negara kalianmemiliki segalanya. Mereka takut kalu kalian menjadi mandiri, makanya tidak diembargo. Harusnya KALIANLAH YANG MENGEMBARGO DIRI KALIAN SENDIRI. Belilah dari petani2 kita sendiri, belilah tekstil garmen dari pabrik2 sendiri. Tak perlu kalian impor klo bisa produksi sendiri."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"jika kalian bisa mandiri, bisa MENGEMBARGO DIRI SENDIRI, Indonesia will rules the world.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-3947051117793671753?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/3947051117793671753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/09/kata-orang-singapore-tentang-indonesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/3947051117793671753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/3947051117793671753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/09/kata-orang-singapore-tentang-indonesia.html' title='Kata Orang Singapore tentang Indonesia......!!!!'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-7095973675237511327</id><published>2009-08-30T12:46:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:13:54.700+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ringkesan buku'/><title type='text'>The Testament: resume</title><content type='html'>Judule: THE TESTAMENT&lt;br /&gt;Karangane: John Grisham&lt;br /&gt;Penerbite: Gramedia&lt;br /&gt;Kandele: 624 halaman.&lt;br /&gt;Tahun terbit: 1999&lt;br /&gt;Jenise: blusukan alas(kali, rowo), soal hukum, konflik keluargo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bar moco, buku, sing wiz suwiii tak silih, soko nggone sedulurku. Judule “The Testament” diterjemahke “Surat Wasiat”. Buku iki karangane salah sijine penulis soko Arkansas, Amerika, John Grisham sing  lair tanggal 8 Februari 1955.  Buku iki diterbitke Gramedia, tahun 1999.&lt;br /&gt;Critane, yo koyo sing wiz disebutke nang judule, surat wasiat. Kacarito, ono pengusaha aran, Troy Phelan, sawijining pemimpin perusahaaan sing guedhe, The Phelan Group,sing gawe geger, amargo, dheweke bunuh diri kanthi loncat soko gedung nggone kerjo, soko lantai patbelas, kanthi ninggalke surat wasiat sing gawe kuciwo, poro ahli warise. Kenopo kok isi surat wasiate gawe gelo anak bojone, padahal Troy iku pengusaha sing sukses lan sugihe biso nguripi pitung turunan. Tidak lain dan tidak bukan, karena dalam surat wasiat tersebut disebutkan, bahwa ahli warisnya bukanlah salah satu dari istri atau anak-anaknya yang hadir, tetapi seorang wanita, yang keberadaannya pun masih diragukan.. Dalam novel ini dikisahkan bagaimana konflik yang terjadi antara Troy Phelan dengan mantan istri-istri dan anak-anaknya, konflik diantara ahli waris itu sendiri, dan bahkan para pengacara istri dan anak-anak Phelan. Bagaimana para pengacara anak dan istri Phelan melakukan segala cara, agar klien mereka mendapat bagian warisan, dan tentu saja agar mereka juga mendapat jatah. Berbagai rekayasa hukum mereka lakukan, dari mengarang cerita, membayar saksi dan hal-hal gila lain, demi agar warisan tersebut tetap jatuh ke tangan klien-klien mereka. Tentu saja, para istri dan anak-anak Phelan sangat bergantung pada warisan dari Troy Phelan. Tapi betapa terkejutnya mereka , ketika mengetahui bahwa ternyata Phelan telah mewariskan seluruh harta kekayaanya kepada seorang wanita, yang bagi mereka sendiri tidak pernah mendengar apapun tentang wanita ini. Some mysterrious woman..  Wanita, yang diketahui bernama Rachel Lane Porter, tersebut konon adalah anak tidak sah dari Troy Phelan, dan sedang berada di sebuah tempat yang sangat terpencil di Amerika Selatan. What does she do in the middle of the jungle in Brazil? No body’s know, until a lawyer was sent to find out. Seorang pengacara, bernama Nate O’Riley, ditugaskan untuk mencari wanita tersebut, untuk memastikan agar warisan Phelan dapat jatuh ke tangan yang tepat. Nate sendiri adalah seorang pengacara, yang karirnya bisa dibilang hampir berakhir. Ia ditinggalkan oleh kedua istrinya, karena istri-istrinya tidak tahan dengan kebiasaan Nate yang kecanduan minuman keras dan obat-obatan sangat parah, dan menganggap Nate bukan suami yang bertanggung jawab. Nate sedang menjalani terapi rehabilitasi untuk mengatasi kecanduannya itu, ketika rekan satu firmanya memberinya  tugas untuk mencari wanita, ahli waris sah Troy Phelan.&lt;br /&gt;Dalam pencarian wanita di pedalaman ke Amerika Selatan, tepatnya di perbatasan Bolivia dan Brazil, Nate banyak mengalami sebuah petualangan yang kemudian membuka pikiran dan mengubah hidupnya yang selama ini berantakan. Perjuangan Nate melawan godaan dari dirinya, kemudian usahanya untuk bertahan hidup, menghadapi ganasnya alam liar Brazil,  serta petualangan-petualngan di sungai yang konon penuh dengan anaconda dan buaya liar itu, membuat novel ini begitu sayang untuk dilewatkan (hheeyyyahhh). dan tentu saja, sekembalinya dari Brazil, Nate harus berhadapan dengan para pengacara istri dan anak-anak Phelan. and of course, perdebatan seru dalam persidangan yang asyik untuk diikuti.&lt;br /&gt;" ini jauh lebih menyenangkan daripada ruang sidang. Telanjang dada, tak bersepatu, menyesap kopi manis sambil memimpin ekspedisi ke jantung rawa terbesar di dunia"(The Testament:XX:230)&lt;br /&gt;Apakah akhirnya Nate berhasil menemukan dan membawa Rachel kembali ke 'peradaban' serta bersedia menerima warisan? well, the end of the story was unpredictable for me, and a little bit upset, because, it wasn't expected before.. but what i like from this novel was, first, the adventure, Just for a while, i imagine, me, at Nate’s place, doing the same adventure, in the middle of the jungle...huuuwwf..a little bit scaryyy, and then, what happen at the court, after Nate's arrival from his searching in Brazil, when Nate was starting to pose some questions to a witness( the way how was Nate  questioning Snead, ex Phelan's servant, tipycly, great lawyer) and ..hmmmm,  just read it...recommended....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-7095973675237511327?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/7095973675237511327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/08/testament-resume.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7095973675237511327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7095973675237511327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/08/testament-resume.html' title='The Testament: resume'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-3084159179045618726</id><published>2009-07-27T16:07:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:05:27.445+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sis's final project</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;  mso-fareast-language:EN-GB;} @page Section1  {size:595.3pt 841.9pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;My little sister is going to make a final project. She is very busy right now (ehhhmm, not really ding). Yesterday she came to my house and brings a lot of newspaper. She said those newspaper will be used for her final project. But I said, did her lecturer has already agreed with what she gonna do, i mean what she gonna use the topic of the newspaper as the object in her project. Well, she said, it hasn’t. Hmm, then i suggest her, what didn’t she just borrowed from the library, she didn’t has to buy a lot of journal, then. She answered, well, that was for her anticipation if her lecturer ask her about the article, then she can just bring the journal and show it to her lecturer, as a proof that she has already had the article, and she wasn’t lie about that. Ok, then I said, “Why don’t just you make the copy of the article?”, so I mean she can save her money, for she doesn’t have to buy it. She answered, well, “it would be better if I had the paper for my self, I will be more satisfied”. And me, I do not know what she means by that. I think, for it still uncertain whether her lecturer will agree or not agree with her, maybe it’s better for her, not to go to far with it. As my experience before, it’s better to deal, when the lecturer say that it can be continued. Well it just my opinion, but that’s not wrong to do either. At least she’ve done it, do give efforts for what she wanna reach for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Ok bon courage, ma petite soeur!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-3084159179045618726?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/3084159179045618726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-siss-final-project.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/3084159179045618726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/3084159179045618726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-siss-final-project.html' title='my sis&apos;s final project'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-7058597326722968129</id><published>2009-07-09T16:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:11:44.490+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poeme'/><title type='text'>c'est qui?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kita siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Berkata salah, menganggap salah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kita siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dimana orang menghujani kita dengan pertanyaan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kamu ingin menjawabnya, tapi…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kita siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Pertanyaan itu datang lagi,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Dan kamu mulai bosan..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Bukan bosan...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Kamu belum tahu apa yang akan kamu katakan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Kita siapa ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Ketika mencari kenyamanan terasa sulit...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Kau tinggalkan kebiasaan.. dengan resiko&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Kita siapa ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Bosan..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Kau tanya terus..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kita siapa ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Le sept nov 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-7058597326722968129?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/7058597326722968129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/07/style-definitions-table.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7058597326722968129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7058597326722968129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/07/style-definitions-table.html' title='c&apos;est qui?'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-7794118043079852495</id><published>2009-07-09T16:00:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:25:23.251+07:00</updated><title type='text'>revient</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bonjourrr, tout le monde…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ça fait un mois que je n’écris pas sur mon blog… actually, I have already made some posting, but recently, my pc was in a bad condition, so I can’t edit or even try to see it…wot a badd..baddd..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmmm, udah liburan lagi neh (padahal gue &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; libur terus, wkwkekek), eh maksud I, liburan sekolah. Sebenere uda ada rencana, temen-temen mo maen ke rumah,  tapi, yahh kagak jadi lagi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmmm, I was really upset, but that’s ok, maybe next time we’ll meet each other. Wah, jadi liburan ke tempat saudara di salatiga dah…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm, a lots of things that happen..what a great great..,I’d love to tell and write it, next…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope, that my PC will get better soon..amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Au revoir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-7794118043079852495?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/7794118043079852495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/07/revient.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7794118043079852495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7794118043079852495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/07/revient.html' title='revient'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-123772463529009867</id><published>2009-05-31T16:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:15:45.380+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kungfu Panda:my point of view</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week, one of my family, lend me a copy of film, Kungfu Panda. Well, it’s been a long time I want to watch the film. It’s kind a late, since the film issued in 2008, mais ce n’est pas grave...My cousin who has already watched this film, thought that the film just like others, it means, nothing can she find something special. She thought that Escape to Madagascar2 was better than this. I was agreed with her, since I didn’t watch all, just in the beginning, hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Well, for make it sure, I try to watch it until the end, and then I realise that my opinion of this film was definitely wrong. Since the beginning, I found another interest thing, beside its funny and entertaining of course. It was the dialog between the actors that sometime make me open up my mind. Well, it’s just a simple word, but when we thought deeply, it has many a great taught, I think. Especially from master oogway says for in this film, his character is wise and patient. And voilà, here are some of those dialogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Master shifu: “Master Hog way u want to see me, is something wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;Master oogway: “Why was something being wrong for me to want to see my old friend?”&lt;br /&gt;Master Shifu: “So nothing is wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;Master Oogway: “Well I didn’t say that”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr oogway: “I have a vision, Tai Lung will return”&lt;br /&gt;master shifu: “that’s impossible, he is in a prison”&lt;br /&gt;master oogway: “nothing is impossible”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mr shifu: ……….u are about to pointed tigress, and that thing just in front of him, that was just an accident.&lt;br /&gt;Mr oogway: “there are no accident”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- master oogway: “ quit don’t quit….noodles don’t noodles, you are too concern with what was and what will be,&lt;br /&gt;- There is a say; ‘yesterday is history, tomorrow’s mystery and today is a gift, that’s why it’s called a present’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr. Shifu: “That Panda? Master that panda is not the dragon warrior, it was just an accident”.&lt;br /&gt;- Master oogway: “There are no accident”.&lt;br /&gt;- Mr shifu: “But there are thing that we can not control”.&lt;br /&gt;- Master Oogway: “Maybe it can, if you up willing to try it, to nurture it, to believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;- Mr. shifu: “But how master? How? I need your help master”.&lt;br /&gt;- Master Oogway: “No, YOU JUST NEED TO BELIEVE, promise me Shifu, and promise me to believe...”&lt;br /&gt;………………--……………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Po’s father: “Po, I’m sorry things didn’t work out, it is just wasn’t made to be. Po, Forget everything else, your destiny is still awaits. We are noodles folks……”&lt;br /&gt;- Po: “I don’t know dad; honestly, sometime I can’t believe I’m actually your son.&lt;br /&gt;- Po’s father: “Oohh…, Po, I think it’s time I told you something I should’ve told you, a long time ago”.&lt;br /&gt;- Po: “Ok.”.&lt;br /&gt;- Po’s father: “The secret ingredients of my secret ingredients soup”.&lt;br /&gt;- Po: Oohhh&lt;br /&gt;- Po’s father: “Come here, the secret ingredients is…. Nothing”.&lt;br /&gt;- Po:”Hah?”&lt;br /&gt;- Po’s father: “You’ve heard me, nothing, there’s no secret ingredient”.&lt;br /&gt;- Po: “Wait, wait it’s just a plain of noodles soup? You don’t add something kind of special sauce or something?”&lt;br /&gt;- Po’s father: “Don’t have to, to make something special you just have to believe its special”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe after you read all the word that I’ve found, it seems just ordinary word to you. You can say, “Yak, why you write that? Everybody has already known about that, for example, the word; “we have to believe to our self”. Yeah, what I’m going to say is, sometime we forget with all of that-spirit and courageous word- because when we are in bad condition, on falling down in to a deep hole, that sometime, we make it by ourselves, we forget with all those things, things that can make us stay in courage. We have already knew that we shouldn’t desperate when we have failed of something, yeah we already knew that, but why, we always trapped in those condition even we know, that shouldn’t happen to us? Well, overall, the film teaches us in how we should believe in our self, yes, Believe In Ourselves! And for more, Even though, the film is dedicated for children, it’s possible for the adults to enjoy it, and learn from it, so better you watch it by your self and tell me what you have found…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title  : Kungfu Panda&lt;br /&gt;Genre  : Animation/action/comedy/family&lt;br /&gt;Voice casts : Po (Jack Black), Tai Lung (Ian Mcshane), shifu (Dustin Hauffmann), tigress (Angelina jolie), and Oogway (Randall Duk Kim)&lt;br /&gt;OST  : Kungfu Fighting – De Carl Douglas version 2008&lt;br /&gt;Directed by : Mark Osborne and Jahn Stevenson&lt;br /&gt;Produced by  : Melissa Cobb&lt;br /&gt;Duration  92 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Movie release : June 6 2008&lt;br /&gt;Language : English&lt;br /&gt;Company and Distribution: DreamWorks Animation, Paramount Pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-123772463529009867?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/123772463529009867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/05/kungfu-pandamy-point-of-view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/123772463529009867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/123772463529009867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/05/kungfu-pandamy-point-of-view.html' title='Kungfu Panda:my point of view'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-7697440804601012540</id><published>2009-05-31T15:42:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:06:53.125+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kota mati.</title><content type='html'>&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Yah apa yang telah ditunggu oleh keluarga dan semua termasuk aku sendiri, akhirnya hari itu datang juga. Sempat meragukan kemampuanku sendiri, merasa was-was, karena sudah ditinggal teman-teman yang lain yang sudah lulus lebih dulu. Dan kemudian, karena keyakinan, usaha dan doa, akhirnya aku bisa...thanks for always encourage me, my friends...I’m really afraid of losing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Tiga hari sebelum wisuda, tanggal 11 November 2007, kawasan kampus Unnes, Sekaran, dilanda hujan lebat dan angin kencang. Aku baru kembali dari rumah. Ketika sampai di Sekaran, kira-kira hampir maghrib, semuanya terlihat lebih gelap, karena tidak ada lampu yang menyala. Banyak pohon tumbang di pinggir jalan. Aku yang baru saja tiba agak terperangah melihat apa yang terjadi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Karena selama kuliah ditempat ini, aku rasa ini pertama kalinya aku lihat suasana seperti ini. Ternyata sampai malam haripun, mati listrik masih melanda kawasan kosku. Yah, aku dan temanku, indah, seperti biasa keluar untuk makan malam. Suasana saat itu, sangat...sepi.. gelap, dan terlihat sisa kerusakan akibat angin dan hujan deras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Ya, seperti &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kota&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; mati. Hening, berantakan, kosong…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Dan ternyata sampai pagipun listrik belum juga menyala. Alhasil, aku harus numpang mandi di kos temanku, karena pompa air di kosku tentu saja tidak dapat digunakan. Bahkan karena pakaian untuk wisudaku belum dirapikan, aku membawanya sekalian, untuk numpang diseterika.hihi…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Kalau, diingat-ingat, banyak juga kisah menjelang wisudaku., bahkan sempat terlintas dipikiranku..apakah ini semua untuk menyambut hari wisuda kami…??(hmm sungguh pikiran yang menggelikan bukan?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Finally, we were really happy, in the day of our inauguration, even some of us, including me, didn’t know what we would do after all... but at least, we were one step further to reach our dream and to be more closely to it…tentu saja dengan usaha,doa, serta keyakinan, bahwa kami bisa melewati semua..amin.. Nothing is impossible, right…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Alhamdulillah…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;« Warna seperti menghilang, di &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kota&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Hitam dan putih masa lalu, telah membisu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;semua berakhir di sini, tempatku mulai bermimpi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;masih menari disini, langkahmu yang telah mati&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;udara kini berubah, di kota mati&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;seperti kisah masa lalu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;kini membisu…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;…………..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;……………&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;aaa..masih bertahan sisa mimpi-mimpiku di kota ini »&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;« &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kota&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; mati » song by Peter pan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-7697440804601012540?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/7697440804601012540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/05/kota-mati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7697440804601012540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/7697440804601012540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/05/kota-mati.html' title='Kota mati.'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-8185390728597684078</id><published>2009-05-31T15:38:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:41:23.343+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petai? Je l’aime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Salah satu lalapan favorit saya adalah petai. Yah, mungkin kedengarannya menjijikan bagi yang membenci jenis biji-bjian ini. Kebanyakan orang memang tidak suka dengan baunya yang sangat menyengat itu. Sebenarnya saya juga bertanya-tanya apa sih manfaat petai selain hanya membuat bau yang khas itu, heheh...nikmat?itu menurut saya, dan tentu saja makan dengan lalap petai membuat nafsu makan saya bertambahh.hehehe...tapi tentu saja, saya akan pilih-pilih tempat untuk bisa menikmati biji-bijian yang satu ini. Soalnya, mungkin kalau bau mulut gampang diatasi, tapi kalau bau yang ditimbulkan pada saat ke belakang, hmmm, kasian juga orang yang sedang menggunakan toilet selain kita. Maka dari itu, terkadang saya akan pikir-pikir dulu untuk bisa makan petai di rumah seseorang yang belum begitu akrab dengan saya.&lt;br /&gt;Kemarin tidak sengaja saya membaca majalah wanita lama di rumah saudara (Femina:18-24 mei 2006). Di majalah tersebut saya menemukan surat pembaca yang bertanya tentang apa sih manfaat petai sebenarnya. Apakah petai hanya bisa membuat aroma yang khas atau sebenarnya petai juga mempunyai khasiat. Dalam majalah tersebut dijelaskan, bahwa ternyata petai atau stinky bean ini mempunyai banyak khasiat. Hmm, boleh juga neh artikel dan kemudian saya mencoba menuliskannya di blog saya ini.&lt;br /&gt;Menurut seorang dokter bernama DR. Laila Hamid (namanya saya temukan di bawah artikel), petai (stinky bean) ternyata kaya manfaat, kenapa? Tahukah Anda dibandingkan dengan apel, petai memiliki protein empat kali lebih banyak, karbohidrat dua kali lipat, fosfor tiga kali lipat, vitamin A dan zat besi lima kali lipat, dan dua kali lipat jumlah vitamin dan mineral lainnya. Kemudian, menurut salah satu riset yang dipublikasikan dalam The New England Journal of Medicine, makan petai sebagai bagian dari makanan sehari-hari, akan menurunkan risiko tekanan kematian karena stroke sampai 40%. Ini disebabkan petai mempunyai kandungan kalium yang tinggi, yang mampu menurunkan risiko tekanan darah dan stroke. Tidak hanya itu, petai merupakan sumber energi bagi tubuh karena mengandung sukrosa, fruktosa, dan glukosa. Bagi Anda yang susah buang air beasr, jangan khawatir karena ternyata petai juga mengandung serat yang dapat membantu melancarkan proses buang air besar. Petai juga mengandung tryptophan, sejenis protein yang diubah tubuh menjadi serotonin. Zat ini membuat badan menjadi relaks dan memperbaiki mood. Petai juga sangat baik dikonsumsi secara teratur oleh mereka yang menderita anemia, karena kandungan zat besinya yang tinggi. welll, a little bit shocking huhh?&lt;br /&gt;Jadi buat Anda penggemar petai seperti saya jangan khawatir, ternyata bila ditinjau dari sisi kesehatan, lalapan yang banyak dibenci karena baunya ini bermanfaat juga bagi tubuh. Dan tentu saja agar bau petai tidak mengganggu orang disekitar kita, jangan lupa sikat gigi, atau seprti Dorce, yang segera kumur-kumur pakai kopi setelah menyantap petai. Tentu saja, dengan begitu, bau petai di mulut akan berkurang, walaupun nanti hal itu tidak akan begitu berpengaruh pada saat kita ke kamar kecil..hehehee.. Jadi lalap pakai petai?why not? buat para pembenci petai,peace...!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, jadi bertanya-tanya,  kapan gua terakhir makan petai yak???&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-8185390728597684078?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/8185390728597684078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/05/petai-je-laime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/8185390728597684078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/8185390728597684078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/05/petai-je-laime.html' title='Petai? Je l’aime'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-5685382120038657270</id><published>2009-05-07T11:45:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:51:26.385+07:00</updated><title type='text'>earth from above- vu du ciel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isaw1t7yV7c/SgJom5ZGmVI/AAAAAAAAABA/lAcbHLwJlS4/s1600-h/001-AR0802N-0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isaw1t7yV7c/SgJom5ZGmVI/AAAAAAAAABA/lAcbHLwJlS4/s320/001-AR0802N-0220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332939926210517330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Peut être, pour vous qui habitez en Indonésie ont déjà  su cette émission. Il s’appelle « Vu du Ciel » ou comme en ici on traduit en anglais « earth from above ». L’émission est annoncée par Metro TV, depuis quand, j’oublie. Elle raconte du nature, surtout la plant, l’animal, et aussi les humains, tous ce qui est partie dans cette vie naturelle, l’environnement. Il ne s’agit que de la beauté de la nature, mais aussi comment ces trois partis de la nature vivent en balance sans faire la destruction à l’autre.  L’émission commence par une vision de la terre du ciel, peut être c’est pourquoi on appelle cette émission, Vu du Ciel. Voila parce qu’on prenait l’image du ci-dessous. C’était l’image qui me fait aimer cette émission. On pouvait voir, comment la terre du ci-dessus. C’est magnifique. Mais ce n’est que ça, mais aussi la narration, et l’histoire qui raconte dans l’émission.&lt;br /&gt;That’s make people who watch it, have more consider about earth, with all that happen, the magnificent picture and of course the destruction that have already have happen. And most of the destruction is made by human. Since some people have made change in ecosystems indirectly. Human beings always do something to fulfill their need. Actually, that’s natural. And every living thing in the world has to survive. But sometime, the struggle that the human do for survive has made damage in ecosystem, without they realize it, it could be worse when it interference the natural balance. For example, once, the program shows how the transgenic plant can be a menace in human life. The genetic operation in plant is done for make the plant resistant to any germs. It is important, because the transgenic plant is hoped can increase the quality of the plant. It is not only make the plant in high quality but also the plant can produce more fruits, and of course since they are resistant, it also increases the harvest. In this state, it produces more benefits for the farmers and the company who plant it. A transgenic plant is a plant that has been genetically modified. Since it has been modified, the plant is differently from an ordinary plant. It can stand in worse state, resistant with any germs, the birds and the beast. But despite genetic plant give more benefits to the farmer; it’s supposed to have some side effect for the human body too. The shows propose the question, if it is not safe for birds, beast, how come it will safely consumed by human being? Since the birds and the beast are living too as human likely.&lt;br /&gt;That’s only few story of this show. Watching this show can make us to be more consider about our environment. We can know that something ordinary thing that human have done to nature, direct or indirectly, can make give a menace in natural living, and even can be a menace to human it self for further. The program teaches us how to make a healthy life without make any harm to natural life. As human, we are the part of this life. It is our duty to always maintain our environment in good condition, and keep the balance of the nature and living thing.&lt;br /&gt;Just like this evening, it is about the extinction of the wild animal which is caused by destruction in their habitats.&lt;br /&gt;It took the example in South Africa, The Kruger National Park. It is a place were many wild animal live. The animal can have their territory that originally theirs. It shows that animal and human can live side by side. In this place, human are not considered to be predator, and the animal are not the game. Human are accepted here. Even human can observe the animal in close. That’s one a proof that if human respect the wildlife, it can make a good condition, human cannot live without animal and so does the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;See what Yann Arthus, the photographer in Earth From Above, say about the purpose of this show;&lt;br /&gt;“With Earth from Above I simply want people to see the earth as it is today, as faithfully as possible. What motivated me is the impact of the photograph can make within the framework of environmental preservation. The great novelty of our time is that mankind has the power to change its environment and I want my photos to testify to this fact so people can realize this.” (Yann Arthus-Bertrand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-5685382120038657270?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/5685382120038657270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/05/earth-from-above-vu-du-ciel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5685382120038657270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5685382120038657270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/05/earth-from-above-vu-du-ciel.html' title='earth from above- vu du ciel'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isaw1t7yV7c/SgJom5ZGmVI/AAAAAAAAABA/lAcbHLwJlS4/s72-c/001-AR0802N-0220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-5175405566319121941</id><published>2009-05-06T13:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:14:52.219+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>We’ve been threw away from Mangkunegaran Palace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }   A:link { so-language: zxx }  --&gt;  &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Mon premier expérience au Palais de Mangkunegaran  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Wait...wait; don’t take any conclusion before u read all. Well, without any means or tendency, the title is lil’ bit abundant, huh? Honnêtement, je ne veux que raconte, ce qui est s’est passé à moi et ma cousine au Palais de Mangkunegaran Solo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;As we know, there are two main palaces in Solo. The Kasunanan Palace which is situated near Klewer, I forgot the name of the area, hwehehehe, and the other one, named Mangkunegaran Palace situated of course in Mangkunegaran.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;What I’m going to tell is my first visit to Mangkunegaran Palace. Once, I’ve ever visit the Kasunanan before, so I’m willing to visit Mangkunegaran Palace too. Ma petite soeur  Ana, who studies in Solo, showed me a picture that she took from the Mangkunegaran Palace. And it made me a little bit jealous, why she did take me with her to visit, as she already knows that I really want to go there. Well, she’s sorry for that, she explained to me that she went there with her friend and it wasn’t planned before, just spontaneity, so she didn’t have time to tell me about it. Ok, I understand then.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Then a several months a go, in February, finally I had a chance to visit it. Actually I went to Solo because my cousin, sita, asked me to accompany her to go to library. She wanted to look for the references for her final project. Well, since I don’t have anything to do, I decided to go with her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;After she finished her business in library, I posed her an idea what if we visit the Mangkunegaran Palace. She agreed with me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Then, voilà, we went to the palace.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;My cousin, Ana, told me that she didn’t have to pay any cost to enter to the palace, so it means it’s free. That’s make me more interested, hehehe.. gratisan.. gitu..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Ok, we arrived in front of the palace. I was confuse, and wondering where the enter door was. After all, we could find it and entered the area of the palace. In front door, there were a several people, I think it was the receptionist and several students who are having their job practice as tour guide, or maybe there are already tour guides, I don’t know. Some of them wore a uniform.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;There was a huge building inside, and not only one, so we were a little bit confused, where we can start the tour. Even Ana had told us, that it was free, we still, wondering, were we doing right?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Then, we walked through passed the building and we arrived in a place, where we can see a lot of palace’s collections such as, ceramics, cups and a lot of other’s fine art. And then, as we thought it was good views to take a picture in that place, so we take a several picture from it. While we were taking the picture and trying to enjoy our business, suddenly, une dame, venait. We try to ask her some question about the place, such, did we could enter inside, etc. Then she asked us, if we didn’t take a tour guide with us, of course we said no. We don’t need a guide, as we are Indonesian too, so what for. She asked us too, have we already given the report in front door, that we would go this further to the building, we said not yet. She said that so it was prohibition for us to enter that building. She suggested us to absent first, I do not know why, as my sister, Ana, did not tell me about this. Well, we thought that’s ok to continue our tour, and we try to ignore the woman’s suggestion. But then, she warned again, “mba’ harus lapor dulu di depan, kalau belum lapor ga boleh kesini”.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt; Well, I was a little bit confuse too, if we have to absent first, why the man in front door, I think he know us as he saw us when we passed, did not notice us to absent first? And, from the front door, I did not see any sign board that say ‘tourists have to absent first if want to go to enter the palace’, no we didn’t see any kind of board like that.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;So we just left the palace, turn in to the front door, but we didn’t make the absent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Kami pikir, jangan-jangan ntar disuru bayar,heheheh…pulang sajalah…tapi kalau harus bayar, ko ga ada loket, or kami yang ga melihat papan loketnya.. Or gimana c..??&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Agak kecewa juga si, belum bisa muter-muter…how come yaahh, is there a new rule or…we both don’t know...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Afer that, we went to Balekambang and met Ana. Then we told about what just happen to us in Mankunegaran.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Ana: lhohh ko iso, kon lapor barang, wingi aku ora ik.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Nous: la mbuh, tapi kemaren you gratis kan masuknya..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Ana: iya c, aku lewat samping. La kalian lewat mana?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Nous: lewat depan lah, la ga tahu jalan samping lewat mana.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Ana: kemaren pas di dalam, ga ditanyain ik, apa jangan-jangan pas ntu, aku bareng ma turis India ?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Nous: la mbuhh…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Yahh agak kecewa dengan apa yang terjadi, kami mencoba refresh kembali, sebenarnya prosedur masuknya gimana, la kami juga ga nemu papan penjelasan. Apa kami yang ga lihat…sebenarnya gratis ga c..(maunya nehh, cari gratisann hehehe..(&gt;.&lt;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;Maybe next time, we’ll visit there again. I have a plan, and hope that we will find out, what exactly happen...  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-5175405566319121941?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/5175405566319121941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/05/weve-been-threw-away-from-mangkunegaran.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5175405566319121941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5175405566319121941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/05/weve-been-threw-away-from-mangkunegaran.html' title='We’ve been threw away from Mangkunegaran Palace...'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-8480449913995819381</id><published>2009-04-30T20:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:42:08.736+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rujak toon: minuscule; unique cartoon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Several times ago, my sister had reminded me to watch “rujaktoon” in global TV. It’s true, I’m willing to watch it, for she talks about it, and she said that it was a funny and unique cartoon. But, since there is no global channel in my tele, seems that I have to cancel my willing to be able to watch it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;But, last week, my télé has already fixed and I can see Global TV again. Ok, then I send her sms and asking when the rujak toon began. Ok, I send her sms, kurang lebih seperti ni:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;moi: ei, d’an, rujak toon ntu tiap hari apa ‘n jam brp?, global tv wezz iso ki..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Then the answer’s coming; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Elle: -tiap hari sabtu ma minggu jam 5 sore, waa wezz iso yo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;(Walaupun, finally I knew that she was wrong about the time, ‘cause it’s only in Saturday evening, ok)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Then, in Saturday evening, I watch it. Ngebayangin, dan bertanya-tanya seperti apakah rujak toon itu..., then...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;In a peace Saturday evening…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Hmm, en regardant le cartoon, un sms est envoyé sur mon portable, c’était elle.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Elle: “ e, rujak toon”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;.moi: “oo, jadi ini ta rujak toon. kyakna dah pernah nonton yang kyak gini, di TV5 perancis da kartoon yang sejenis”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Elle: “emang kayake dr prc ku’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Moi : oiya ta, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Kalo di prc cuma buat selingan program gitu, tp ko transletnya jadi ‘rujaktoon yakz’ ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Elle : pantesan ko cepet banget..la trus transletna kudune apa ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Moi : …..kan minuscule, mgkn makhluk-mkhluk kecil gitu kalee..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Elle : Mnrutku, filosofine tu kan ada gambar, antara kartun dan kehidupan nyata, jadi bisa dikatain campurc-campur. Truz dinamain rujak. Tp lepas dari itu semua, ni kartun unik banget, mpe mas2 internet ngomongin ini.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;(btw, ko bawa-bawa filosofi sehhhh, ni anak..kekekek..) then..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Moi : mgkn jg gitu, yuuk mang unik. Sayangna klo d prc ga tiap hari bisa nonton, secara buat selingan doank, y coro jawane , kala2..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;(Hmmm, oui , c’est vrai, il vient de la France, je pense, parcequ’il y avait &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;l’orthograph, au fin du cartoon, c’est le francais).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Hmmm, kreatif juga yang buat rujak toon, lucu, unique. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Jadi walaupun kami udah bukan anak kecil lagi, tapi tetep aja suka, heee.. habisnya lucu et unik tadi..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Mpe one day, salah satu kerabat gw bilang, lahhh koe ki sih nonton kartun ??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Yaah, I just don’t care, I think there is nothing wrong with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I think that’s something that i shouldn’t feel ashamed of. It’s cool…hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Yahhh, emang banyak si acara di TV5, yang ditayangkan di TV &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Salah satu yang membuat gw heran, jadi di TV5 itu jarang banget ada iklan kayak tipi di &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, bahkan bisa dikatakan tidak ada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Nha jadi yang menjadi pertanyaan, trus kalau gitu pendapatan mereka darimana yaa..hmmm mungkin dari program-program yang mereka buat juga, kan bisa dijual juga. Well, but that’s only my point of view, je ne sais pas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Jadi kalau pas program berita atau acara kuis, or program lain, ga ada jeda untuk iklan. Nhaa, enaknya pas program film, karena tidak ada iklan apapun, jadi puas dee nontonnya, kayak di bioskop gitu. Jeda iklan hanya pas mo ganti program aja. Mungkin tidak tepat juga kalau di sebut iklan, mungkin lebih tepatnya program selingan, karena biasanya cuma 5 menit gitu. Misalnya ya itu tadi, selingan kartun kalau tidak salah “minuscule” itu tadi (yang di Indonesia digabung jadi rujak toon), trus buat ngulas buku baru or novel baru di “un livre un jour”, kadang ada juga program “Merci Professeur” buat yang mo tanya tentang linguistik or asal usul bahasa gitu, of course, le français, particulièrement, truz kadang juga diisi lagu perancis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Dan yang lebih beda lagi, kalau kuis-kuis di Indonesia kebanyakan hadiahnya barang-barang elektronik kayak kulkas, tipi, or VCD. Nah jika acara kuis di TV5, hadiahnya selain ada uang juga dikasih kamus, kayak le petit Robert or Larousse gitu, bukan barang elektronik.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Misalkan tivi indonesia seperti itu kapan ya..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Hmmm, maybe someday…hope...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Do you know why ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-8480449913995819381?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/8480449913995819381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/04/rujak-toon-minuscule-unique-cartoon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/8480449913995819381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/8480449913995819381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/04/rujak-toon-minuscule-unique-cartoon.html' title='Rujak toon: minuscule; unique cartoon.'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-5042356715295153600</id><published>2009-04-23T16:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:35:12.793+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mon portable'/><title type='text'>je me sens désappointé par sony ericsson customr srvc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A few days a go, almost one month, I went to Sony Ericsson's customer centre in Solo. Of course, this is the nearest Sony’s centre from my home town. So I decided to go to Solo better than to go to Semarang. I was willing to have my Sony’s hand phone to be checked and to be fixed.  The problem was in the camera. I bought this Sony’s k550i, last year. I don’t know, what happen to my portable, the camera is not run well. That was the second time I have my hp to fix. Last year I got the problem in the LCD, but as it was caused of human error, so I have to pay ± 400 thousands, I understand. So I went there alone. I think that maybe I can get my hp to prepare freely, because the guarantee date is still work for about next few week. As usual, I took the number for “faire la queue”. After waiting in several minute, the customer service called my number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-indent: 0.51in; margin-bottom: 0in; page-break-before: always; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Then she asked me what the problem was. I said to her, that the camera didn’t work well. She ask me the guarantee card, I showed it to her. Then, something that makes me surprised happen. She said that if I want to my hp to be just checked or also be fixed, of course I want it to be fixed too. She said to me that I had to pay for about 300 thousand rupiah for the cost. Being a little bit surprised, I asked her, how come I must pay for that cost, I had still get my hand phone guarantee time right. She said that it’s true that I still had the phone guarantee, and it will end in next ten days. She said that it would need a long time to fix, and they have to wait the spare parts from Jakarta. Then she said again, that they are afraid for the waiting time will be more and the guarantee time is end, that problem is. Yeah, as a good customer, I try to understand, even I still wondering, how come. so, it was useless, because, I thing that I can still get my right to get my hp fixed without any cost, for there is still the hp’s guarantee, but then, it’s useless. So, I decided to end this conversation, and let my camera hp in abnormal condition. I went to my sister’s boarding house first, with disappointed feeling. I felt disappointed with Sony. Meeting with my sister, I told her what have just happen to me. Then she suggested me to write a reader letter to local newspaper for Sony had made me disappointed. As customer, she said, I should get my right. She thought like that... I don’t know who’s right or wrong here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-indent: 0.51in; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But I just wondering, kan tanggal garansinya masih berlaku, kenapa gw harus bayar lagi ya…, kalo emang nunggu sparepart yang dari Jakarta, akan butuh waktu lama, dan mungkin sampai masa garansinya habis, tapi kan gw mengajukan klaimnya masih dalam waktu garansi. Di kartu garansi juga ga dijelaskan si, kalo mo memperbaiki hape jangan pas masa waktu garansinya mepet, jadi harus bayarr deee. Yahh nasib beli di kota kecil kaleee yaa or something else, dunno.. yeahhh, apa-apa, harus dari Jakarta. J'ai acheté le portable au 26 mars 2008, et je suis allée au sony centre, le 11 mars 2009, si je ne me trompe pas, masa garansi satu tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Est-ce qu’il y a quelqu’un qui a le meme experience comme moi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-5042356715295153600?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/5042356715295153600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/04/mon-k550i-sony-ericsson.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5042356715295153600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5042356715295153600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/04/mon-k550i-sony-ericsson.html' title='je me sens désappointé par sony ericsson customr srvc'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-5149822366878083338</id><published>2009-04-17T18:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:00:10.696+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J&apos;en ai assez'/><title type='text'>I need an enlightment..</title><content type='html'>Aarggh..&lt;br /&gt;bOSAN...&lt;br /&gt;jENUh..&lt;br /&gt;'When u try your bestBut u dun succeed,when u get wot u want but nt wot u need,when u love some1 but it goes to waste,could it be worse,&lt;br /&gt;Will the light guide me home?&lt;br /&gt;-coldplay-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-5149822366878083338?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/5149822366878083338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-enlightment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5149822366878083338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/5149822366878083338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-enlightment.html' title='I need an enlightment..'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907751374427763562.post-4419067052487765852</id><published>2009-04-12T14:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:07:29.991+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the beginning'/><title type='text'>enfin, jel'ai fait!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Enfin, j'a fait mon propre site. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Hmm, what would I write then?,not yet know..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;yeah but after all, I can make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;This is second time I'm editing this. well I hope that it will make a good thing for anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;this afternoon, I company my lil'brother, to go to Bank. He lost his ATM card. Actually my main purpose is just wanna go to internet cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; Well, that's no big deal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1907751374427763562-4419067052487765852?l=mapenseemavie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/feeds/4419067052487765852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/04/enfin-jelai-fait.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/4419067052487765852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1907751374427763562/posts/default/4419067052487765852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapenseemavie.blogspot.com/2009/04/enfin-jelai-fait.html' title='enfin, jel&apos;ai fait!'/><author><name>kurnia_fr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
