<?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-4650005359256224893</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:12:10.793+07:00</updated><category term='mi familia'/><category term='toi et moi'/><category term='just for fun'/><category term='complain corner'/><category term='jalan-jalan'/><category term='hari-hari di kantor'/><title type='text'>r.h.o.m.b.i.n.g.m.e.</title><subtitle type='html'>...just a simple journal about my life, my adventure and my dream...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-3872654004095403391</id><published>2010-10-04T15:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T15:26:44.324+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Quotes (1)</title><content type='html'>The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy : Will you still love me when my skin grows old and saggy?&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin : Will you still love me when I have acne? When I wet the bed? When I'm afraid of what's under the stairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy : I'm so glad we didn't find one another when I was 26.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin : Why do you say that?&lt;br /&gt;Daisy : I was so young and you were so old. It happened when it was supposed to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-3872654004095403391?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/3872654004095403391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=3872654004095403391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/3872654004095403391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/3872654004095403391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/10/movie-quotes-1.html' title='Movie Quotes (1)'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-8574497231904356430</id><published>2010-09-28T18:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T18:54:54.560+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toi et Moi (1)</title><content type='html'>Me : Ih, kamu kok malah fokusnya ke situ sih?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Kamu lebih suka aku fokus kemana?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Menurut kamu baiknya?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Baiknya menurut kamu?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Tank baja?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Because it includes the word 'we'&lt;br /&gt;Him : Oh I see. What's wrong about word 'we'?&lt;br /&gt;Me : 'We' means 'you and I' or 'both of us'&lt;br /&gt;Him : Very good explaination. Then I consider 'it' as my favourite word&lt;br /&gt;Me : May I know which one it is?&lt;br /&gt;Him : One day 'we' are going to buy a tank&lt;br /&gt;Me : I will wait for that day. I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-8574497231904356430?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/8574497231904356430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=8574497231904356430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8574497231904356430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8574497231904356430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/09/toi-et-moi-1.html' title='Toi et Moi (1)'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2953121463860717255</id><published>2010-09-25T12:16:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T12:47:56.114+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ngegombal Yuk!</title><content type='html'>Sejak tahu situs www.anjinggombal.com, bawaan jadi pengen godain Abang mulu nih. Apalagi beliau itu orangnya cool banget, sehingga itu malah ngebuat gue makin menggila, hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well, here are several rayuan pulau kelapa yang gue anggap layak tayang, alias boleh dipraktekkan pada pasangan kamu. Tapi nggak jamin yah kalau nantinya dia malah muntah-muntah ngedengarnya :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orangtuamu sebenarnya telah menjodohkan kita, sayang mereka lupa memberitahumu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an addict, will you be my heroine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mau deh jadi istri pendeta, kalau pendetanya kamu *karya sendiri, tercetus begitu saja, saat sesi mengobrol subuh dengannya beberapa hari yang lalu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get a picture of you? I wanna prove to my friends that angels do really exist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are you religious?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, why?&lt;br /&gt;- Good, because I'm the answers to     your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, you look very hot. You must be the real reason for global warming! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is a whole galery of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how was heaven when you left it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nggak butuh mas kawin, yang Aku mau MAS KAWIN ama aku aja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be the father of our unborn children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Kayla, but I'll let you choose the name of our daughter later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2953121463860717255?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2953121463860717255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2953121463860717255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2953121463860717255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2953121463860717255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/09/ngegombal-yuk.html' title='Ngegombal Yuk!'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2505049974521235846</id><published>2010-07-01T22:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T22:31:24.249+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang-Hat Yai-Songkhla In A Glance</title><content type='html'>Berhubung waktunya mepet banget, bisa dibilang kalau perjalanan gue ke Penang, Hat Yai dan Songkhla jadi kurang begitu berkesan. Maklumlah, Senin pagi gue tiba di Penang dan Rabu paginya gue udah harus balik ke Medan. Jadinya yah pengalaman yang gue dapat seadanya. Cuma ngotor-ngotorin paspor aja ceritanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari pertama gue lalui di rumah sakit. Gak disangka, antrian dokter begitu lama, gara-gara ada kasus emergency. Jadinya kami baru keluar dari sana jam 6 sore. Nyampe di apartemen, aku, mama dan Deynes berleha-leha sebentar dan habis itu kami pergi ke Prangin Mall untuk memesan tiket minivan ke Hat Yai, Thailand keesokan harinya. Sore harinya, aku sudah sempat datang ke sana. Tapi gara-gara waktu itu gak megang uang cash, jadinya terpaksa balik lagi ke travel agent di sana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepulang dari sana, kami bergegas ngambil bus no. 101 untuk pergi ke Pantai Batu Ferringhi. Kalau malam hari, daerah ini ramai karena pasar malam. Tak disangka, letaknya ternyata jauh banget. Kami tiba di sana sekitar pukul 22.30 dan jadi tak konsen berbelanja karena takut ketinggalan bus terakhir menuju apartemen tempat kami menginap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua, kami banyak menghabiskan waktu di jalan. Maklum, perjalanan dari Penang ke Hat Yai, Thailand itu menghabiskan waktu sekitar 4 jam. Meskipun sudah banyak banyak baca pengalaman orang di internet, nyatanya aku sempat kaget juga waktu diminta supir minivan untuk ngasih RM 2, saat menyerahkan paspor kami ke perbatasan Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebetulan, hanya dua teman perjalanan kami kala itu. Dari penampilan mereka, jelas terlihat kalau pasangan suami-istri ini adalah bukan orang Malaysia. Wajah sang suami seperti orang India, sementara istrinya mengaku orang Indonesia asal Medan. Kami bertiga tak menemui kesulitan berarti saat akan meninggalkan Malaysia. Namun, tidak demikian dengan pasangan suami-istri itu. Entahlah, mungkin surat ijin kerja mereka bermasalah. Begitu naik lagi di van, sang suami mengeluh kepada sopir kami, ‘Banyak cakap kali orang Malaysia. Ditanya ‘Udah kerja?’ Yah kujawab, ‘Yah udahlah!’. Sepertinya imigran-imigran seperti mereka ini begitu direndahkan di negeri jiran tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, hampir lupa, waktu masih di kawasan Malaysia, dua orang petugas polisi mendatangi minivan kami. Mereka meminta para penumpang untuk menunjukkan paspor. Pas kami ditanya mau ngapain di Malaysia, kami jawab aja mau holiday. Tapi mama juga menambahkan kalau adikku mau berobat juga. Dengar itu, si polisi langsung ngomong, ‘Kenapa baru holiday, ketika mau mati?’ Please deeeh…. Belakangan, si sopir ngasih tahu kalau ia dimintain uang 100 RM ama mereka. Hmmm, ternyata sama aja yah dimana-mana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2505049974521235846?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2505049974521235846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2505049974521235846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2505049974521235846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2505049974521235846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/07/penang-hat-yai-songkhla-in-glance.html' title='Penang-Hat Yai-Songkhla In A Glance'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2826103262363806037</id><published>2010-05-14T10:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:15:03.902+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choky Sitohang</title><content type='html'>Young, handsome, multi-talented and also having faith in GOD. We couldn’t ask for more than that. Well, this complete packet is belong to Choky Sitohang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengalaman mewawancarai presenter yang tengah naik daun ini via telepon sekitar satu setengah tahun yang lalu itu benar-benar membuat saya semakin terkagum-kagum dengan sosok pria Batak yang satu ini. Habis bagaimana tidak, tutur katanya yang santun dan jauh dari kesan tinggi hati membuat sesi wawancara kala itu berjalan secara spontan dan mengalir begitu saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebanyakan isi wawancara kala itu untuk mengkonfirmasikan hasil wawancara yang pernah dilakukan tayangan ‘Cek &amp; Ricek’ terhadap sulung dari tiga bersaudara itu. Namun, tentu saja, saya menyelipkan beberapa pertanyaan baru dari saya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;Terus terang, saya menangkap kesan kalau Choky menganggap keberhasilan yang ia raih saat ini tak lepas dari kebaikan TUHAN. Meskipun begitu, tidak ada sama sekali kesan sok suci dari ucapan-ucapannya tersebut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choky yang pernah main film itu mengaku selektif dalam memilih peran bila kembali ditawari berakting lagi. Semua ini terkait dengan masalah prinsip dan keyakinan. Secara terus-terang, pria 27 tahun ini menyebutkan bila ia enggan bermain film horor. Alasannya sederhana, ia tidak mau mempromosikan setan dan apapun itu namanya. &lt;br /&gt;“Lebih baik saya menceritakan kebaikan TUHAN. Choky, begitu ia menyebut dirinya, tidak mau menjadi batu sandungan bagi orang lain. Apalagi, Choky juga aktif di pelayanan,” begitu ucapnya kala itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soal rencananya ke depan, pria yang besar di Kota Kembang, Bandung ini menyerahkan sepenuhnya kepada Sang Pencipta, “Choky pasti pengen terus eksis, pengen terus berkarir. Dengan seijin Tuhan, saya ingin seperti senior-senior yang tetap eksis dan Choky juga ingin punya sekolah broadcasting. Pengen buat album sekuler, karena sayang kalau tidak dikembangkan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Beberapa saat setelah wawancara tersebut, saya bertemu muka dengannya di suatu acara di Hotel Mulia. Saya kemudian memperkenalkan diri sekaligus menyebutkan nama media tempat saya bekerja ketika itu. Tak disangka, ia lalu memanggil Tony, manajernya dan memperkenalkan saya kepada dia. What a nice guy he is. Well, tentu saja saya tak melewatkan kesempatan itu untuk berfoto dengannya ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2826103262363806037?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2826103262363806037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2826103262363806037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2826103262363806037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2826103262363806037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/05/choky-sitohang.html' title='Choky Sitohang'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-4099579864590147674</id><published>2010-05-10T08:20:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:41:25.391+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menikah di Perancis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S-djbVkdtVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LuUdSnqvrcs/s1600/DA23479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S-djbVkdtVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LuUdSnqvrcs/s320/DA23479.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469449593762461010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menikah di Perancis? Siapa takut! Sebelum mengundang fitnah macam-macam, mending gue jelasin dulu kalau ini semacam dibuang sayang, dari hasil bongkar-bongkar barang gak penting di kamar. Semoga info ini ngebantu kamu-kamu yang emang punya niat untuk jadi Madame de Monsieur something di Negeri Anggur tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum menikah, kita harus ngelapor dulu di Konsultat Indonesia di sono. Tapi tentu saja ke sananya, kita tidak datang dengan tangan kosong, melainkan membawa terjemahan resmi surat-surat dari Indonesia. Resmi atau tidaknya dilihat dari adanya stempel dan juga surat keterangan keabsahan yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapun berkas-berkas yang perlu disiapkan adalah sebagai berikut :&lt;br /&gt;1. Surat belum pernah menikah atau sudah cerai dari Kelurahan setempat (Ini&lt;br /&gt;        sifatnya vice versa yah. Kita juga kudu punya surat keterangan yang sama &lt;br /&gt;        dari pemerintah Perancis kalau calon kita available. Kita nggak mau kan &lt;br /&gt;        malah gigit jari karena sang yayang masih berstatus sebagai laki orang di &lt;br /&gt;        sana) &lt;br /&gt;2. Kartu keluarga&lt;br /&gt;3. Akta lahir&lt;br /&gt;4. Transkrip nilai dan ijazah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak usah khawatir, gue punya no. kontak penerjemah resmi yang ditunjuk oleh Kedubes Perancis. Namanya Subandi dan dia bisa dihubungi di (021) 866-02362. Waktu tahun 2008 lalu, biayanya Rp 70.000,- per lembar. Mungkin sudah berubah yah sekarang. Caranya cukup mudah. Kamu tinggal fax dokumen-dokumen yang mau diterjemahin dan jangan lupa menyertakan nama dan no. telepon yang bisa dihubungi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang Perancis itu gak menganggap pernikahan secara agama itu perlu dilakukan. Yang penting menikah di Balai Kota a.k.a La Mairie untuk mensahkan pernikahan. Kenyataan ini emang kadang-kadang ngebikin kita keki. Perlu usaha keras untuk menjelaskan kepada calon kita kalau di Indonesia itu pernikahan tidak akan dianggap sah, kalau tidak dilakukan dalam upacara keagamaan tertentu. Lagipula kita gak mau kan kalau pernikahan kita ini tidak resmi di mata Sang Pencipta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bercermin pada pengalaman gue pribadi, perbedaan pandangan ini bakal mengundang debat kusir yang nggak akan ketemu titik temunya. Apalagi kalau keduanya nggak ada yang mau ngalah. Bukannya egois, tentunya mereka harus ngerti donk ama rule of Indonesian government ini. Masa sih mereka tega pernikahan kalian ini dianggap gak sah di Indonesia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me  : Mais, on doit aussi faire le mariage a l’eglise!&lt;br /&gt;Him : C’est inutile. On le fera juste a La Mairie. C’est ca!&lt;br /&gt;Me  : En Indonesie, le mariage est officiel si etre faire dans la &lt;br /&gt;                ceremonie d’une religion.&lt;br /&gt;Him : Ton pays est bizarre! Il ne peut pas forcer quelqu’un a croire&lt;br /&gt;                quelque chose il ne crois jamais! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lihat kan, betapa ngototnya kami berdua dengan prinsip masing-masing. Kalau kejadian yang sama kamu alami, yah kudu sabar dan butuh lebih ekstra keras lagi untuk meyakinkan si dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik lagi soal dokumen.  Setelah semuanya beres dan pernikahan sudah dilangsungkan di Balai Kota, kita harus cepat-cepat mendaftarkan pernikahan ini pada pemerintah Indonesia. Kalau nggak salah, dikasih jeda waktu kurang-lebih satu tahun setelah pernikahan berlangsung. Tapi gue gak begitu yakin juga soal ini, karena gue hanya mengandalkan ingatan belaka. Tapi yang pasti setelah pernikahan di Balai Kota itu, kita diwajibkan untuk datang lagi ke Konsultat Indonesia untuk mendapatkan surat keterangan menikah di Perancis yang akan diserahkan ke Catatan Sipil di Indonesia. Voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Sebenarnya info komplitnya pernah dikirimkan Monsieur CRPP itu ke gue, tapi filenya udah gak tahu lagi dimana dan lagian buanyak buanget, males nerjemahinnya, hehehe…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-4099579864590147674?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/4099579864590147674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=4099579864590147674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4099579864590147674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4099579864590147674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/05/menikah-di-perancis.html' title='Menikah di Perancis'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S-djbVkdtVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LuUdSnqvrcs/s72-c/DA23479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2148880425801372403</id><published>2010-05-07T08:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:05:42.938+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan Baca Ini Kalo Ngaku Romantis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S-dp5j176UI/AAAAAAAAAaI/99xtIxbFKO8/s1600/89268048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S-dp5j176UI/AAAAAAAAAaI/99xtIxbFKO8/s320/89268048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469456710059682114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus terang, sebelum ikut kursus, gue sama sekali buta soal lagu-lagu berbahasa Spanyol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perbendaharaan lagu yang gue punya paling cuma ’Yo Te Amo’-nya Chayenne, ‘La Copa De La Vida’ milik si ganteng -but too bad, gay- Ricky Martin, sebaris reff ‘Close To Heaven-‘ Color Me Badd serta duet maut pasutri Marc Anthony-Jennifer Lopes, ‘No Me Ames’. Itupun cuma ngarti dikit-dikit doank dan nggak ngebikin gue jadi tergila-gila en ngoyo cari lagu-lagu berbahasa Spanyol yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua kemudian berubah, waktu gue ikut lagi kursus tahun 2009 lalu di Aula Cervantes. Gue banyak dikenalkan dengan lagu-lagu lain yang kalau ditelaah arti dan maknanya, dalam banget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mungkin seperti yang pernah dijelaskan Professor Advent, orang Spanyol itu emang begitu mudah meluapkan perasaan mereka. Satu contoh yang pernah dia kasih, salah satu teman Spanyolnya pernah menyebutkan kalau ia mencintai pacarnya seperti senangnya ia kalau mencium segarnya bau roti yang baru saja keluar dari oven. Kalau secara logika Indonesia, pastilah kita tak bisa menangkap kadar cinta si orang Spanyol tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luapan cinta lain yang mungkin unusual juga buat kita adalah cara orang-orang Perancis memanggil orang-orang tercinta mereka. Seorang professeur di CCF pernah menjelaskan kalau rasa sayang ditunjukkan penghuni Negeri Anggur ini melalui sesuatu yang kecil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contohnya gini, teman gue menyebut anak bayinya ‘Ma Puce’, yang kalau di-Indonesia-kan, artinya ‘Kutu-ku’. Ada juga yang menyebut ‘mon poulet – ayamku-’, ‘mon chat –kucingku-’ dan lain-lain. Pokoknya segala binatang, tanaman dan buah yang bentuknya kecil-kecil bisa mereka pakai untuk menyapa orang-orang tercinta. Bingung kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic yah. Beberapa hari terakhir ini, gue lagi senang-senangnya ngedengerin lagu-lagu berbahasa Spanyol. Entah itu lagunya Ricky Martin, Luis Fonsi dan juga penyanyi yang lainnya. Terus terang, lirik-lirik lagu mereka itu ‘BUKAN MAIN’, kalau minjam istilah Abang. Pengungkapan isi hati di dalam lagu-lagu tersebut memang begitu simple dan straight to the point, tapi kesederhanaannya itulah yang ngebuat lagu-lagu tersebut menjadi begitu romantis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are several lyrics yang buat gue asli nyentuh banget. &lt;br /&gt;1.  Para Tu Amor – Juanes (one of Prof. Nyoman’s fav songs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para tu amor lo tengo todo (because of your love, I have everything)&lt;br /&gt;Desde mi sangre hasta la esencia de mi ser (from my blood until the essence of my being) &lt;br /&gt;Y para tu amor que es mi Tesoro (and because your love is my treasure)&lt;br /&gt;Tengo mi vida toda entera a tus pies (I have all of my life on your feet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y tengo también (and I also have)&lt;br /&gt;Un corazón que se muere por dar amor (a heart which eager to die for giving love)&lt;br /&gt;Y que no conoce el fin (and it doesn’t know the end)&lt;br /&gt;Un corazón que late por vos (a heart which beats for you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para tu amor no hay despedidas (because of your love, there’s no farewell)&lt;br /&gt;Para tu amor yo solo tengo eternidad (because of your love, I only have the eternity) &lt;br /&gt;Y para tu amor que me ilumina (because your love enlighten me)&lt;br /&gt;Tengo una luna, un arco iris y un clavel (I now have moon, rainbow and carnation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso yo te quiero tanto que no sé como explicar (for that,  I want you so bad and I don’t know how to explain)&lt;br /&gt;Lo que siento (what I feel)&lt;br /&gt;Yo te quiero porque tu dolor es mi dolor (I want you because your pain is also my pain)&lt;br /&gt;Y no hay dudas (and there’s no doubts)&lt;br /&gt;Yo te quiero con el alma y con el corazón (I want you with all of my soul and my heart)&lt;br /&gt;Te venero (I worship you)&lt;br /&gt;Hoy y siempre gracias yo te doy a ti mi amor (there’s always gracefulness for giving you my love)&lt;br /&gt;Por existir (to exist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Aquí Estoy Yo – Luis Fonsi (great song and very recommended!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy yo para hacerte reir una vez más (Here I am to make you smile once again)&lt;br /&gt;Confia en mí, dejas tus miedos atrás y ya te veras (Trust me, leave all your fears behind and you will see)&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy yo con un beso quemándome los labios (Here I am with the kiss which burn the lips)&lt;br /&gt;Es para ti, puede tu vida cambiar, déjame entrar (Because of you, let your life change, let me to enter)&lt;br /&gt;Le pido al sol que una estrella azul (I ask for a blue star to the sun) &lt;br /&gt;Viaje hasta a ti y te enamore su luz (to reach you and make you fall in love with its light)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy yo, abriéndote mi corazón (Here I am, open my heart for you)&lt;br /&gt;Llenando tu falta de amor, cerrándole el paso al dolor (to cover your faults of love and to close your way of pain)  &lt;br /&gt;No temas yo te cuidaré, sólo aceptame (Don’t worry, I will take care of you, just accept me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy para darte mi fuerza y mi aliento (Here I am to give you my strength and my breath)&lt;br /&gt;Y ayudarte a pintar mariposas en la oscuridad, serán de verdad (and to help you to paint butterflies at the darkness, to make it become real)&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ser yo el que despierte en ti un nuevo sentimiento (I would like to grow a new emotion inside you)&lt;br /&gt;Y te enseñe a creer y entregarte otra vez sin medir los abrazos quedes (and to teach you to believe and to give you another chance without thinking of the left embraces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le pido a Dios, un toque de inspiración (I ask GOD the touch of inspiration)&lt;br /&gt;Para decir lo que tu esperas oir de mí (To say something you expect to hear from me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame tus alas, las voy a curar (Give me your wings, I will cure them)&lt;br /&gt;Y de mi mano te invito a volar (and with my hand, I invite you to fly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…To be continued…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2148880425801372403?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2148880425801372403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2148880425801372403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2148880425801372403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2148880425801372403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/05/jangan-baca-ini-kalo-ngaku-romantis.html' title='Jangan Baca Ini Kalo Ngaku Romantis'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S-dp5j176UI/AAAAAAAAAaI/99xtIxbFKO8/s72-c/89268048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-909160263574828651</id><published>2010-04-28T18:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:43:40.663+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketika Di Negeri Jiran</title><content type='html'>Mengunjungi Malaysia ketika suasana tengah memanas gara-gara isu ‘tari pendet’ di bulan September 2009 lalu, ternyata memberikan banyak pengalaman baru buat gue. Apalagi, sebelumnya, gue udah dapat banyak banget cerita soal perlakuan tak mengenakkan dari penduduk negara serumpun kita itu ke orang Indonesia. Tapi yah sutralah, kalau misalnya sampai kejadian ke gue, entar gue pura-pura ajah cuma ngarti bahasa Perancis, beres!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat tiba di imigrasi Malaysia, gue gak mendapat kesulitan berarti. Entah yah, mungkin karena penampilan gue saat itu bener-bener a la turis banget dengan tas ransel besar di punggung. Untung aja gue nggak ngikutin saran Nina untuk ngebeli dendeng babi waktu lagi ngaduk-ngaduk China Town Singapore, sehari sebelumnya. Soalnya, ternyata oh ternyata, daging babi -dalam bentuk apapun- sama sekali gak boleh masuk sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengalaman menyebalkan baru gue peroleh begitu tiba di Kuala Lumpur. Waktu itu, gue nyampe jam 5 subuh.  Padahal monorail pertama baru datang jam 6. Kebetulan di sana, udah ada satu orang calon penumpang yang dari penampilannya sih, just an ordinary blue collar worker, alias buruh kasar githu. Dengan tampang menyelidik, dia mengamati gue dari atas ampe bawah. Pastinya gara-gara tas ransel besar yang ada di belakang punggung gue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Him : Where are you come from?&lt;br /&gt; Me : Indonesia!!!&lt;br /&gt; Him : You orang Indon, kerja apa di sana?&lt;br /&gt; Me : Sorry, I’m Indonesian, not Indon.&lt;br /&gt; Him : Yah, tapi you orang Indon, kerja apa?&lt;br /&gt;        Me : Journalist, saya pernah interview Siti Nurhalize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu gue ngeloyor pergi. Males deh ngeladenin orang picik kayak githu. Dalam hati geli juga. Soalnya gue tuh sama sekali belum pernah wawancara Siti. Cuma pernah ngeliat dia lewat doank, waktu lagi tampil di acara Launching Malaysian Tourism Year tahun 2007 lalu. Penjagaannya ketat banget. Maklumlah, doi kan istri Datuk K.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya, itu aja sih pengalaman menyebalkan selama gue di Kuala Lumpur. Rata-rata mereka malah senang yah kalau kita ajak ngomong pakai bahasa Indonesia.  Seperti waktu gue lagi di atas monorail pagi itu. Teman ngobrol gue dua orang bapak-bapak yang welcome banget ngasih info soal how to go to Bukit Bintang. Maklumlah, gak kayak di Singapore, di sana sama sekali gak disediain MRT map yang makin ngebuat gue blank ketika itu. Pas tahu gue dari Jakarta, salah satu dari mereka langsung nyeletuk, ‘Wah, dia mah dari kota Metropolitan!’ Aduh, emang gue ada potongan seperti TKW yah, hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sempat diskusi banyak juga lho ama orang-orang Paradiso Bed &amp; Breakfast, hostel tempat gue nginap. Pak Cik Hazdy, sang owner dan juga Pak Cik Raden, yang ortunya ngungsi dari Yogya ke Malaysia beberapa puluh tahun silam jadi lawan diskusi yang asyik untuk ngebahas hubungan Indonesia dan Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua berawal ketika gue ngeliat acara sinetron yang sedang diputar di TV. Gue spontan nanya apakah itu produksi Indonesia. Ternyata bukan. Yah udah, gue bilang aja gue pikir itu dari Indonesia karena TV berlangganan Astro TV kan banyak dibuatin sinetron ama Multivision. Gue aja pernah wawancara Restu Sinaga bulan Oktober 2006 lalu, waktu abang itu lagi syuting sinetron untuk Astro TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngobrol ngalur-ngidul, topik berlanjut ke Manohara Odelia Pinot. Gue pribadi gak suka ama dia. Mungkin karena dia tenar lebih karena blow up media akan her personal life yang terlalu didramatisir yah. Padahal kalau secara talent, belum begitu alias nggak nonjol-nonjol amat. Gue bilang aja alasan ketidaksukaan gue itu ke mereka dengan terus terang. Pak Cik Hazdy terus bilang kalau Ny. Daisy Fajarina, ibunya Manohara itu tidak berpikir secara long term. Padahal sebagai istri pangeran, tentunya kelak, Mano akan jadi permaisuri kalau Teuku Fakhry nanti naik tahta. Tapi yah sutralah, toh itu semua balik lagi ke Mano dan ibunya pribadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soal tari Pendet, gue langsung bilang ke mereka bahwa itu sebenarnya kesalahan Discovery Channel yang dibayar pemerintah Malaysia untuk ngebuat iklan pariwisata mereka. Yah, namanya orang bule, mereka mana tahu lah kalau tari asal Pulau Dewata itu milik Indonesia. Jadinya asal dimasuk-masukin ajah ke iklan produksi mereka. Terus gue jabarin lagi soal masalah-masalah klaim-klaim budaya lainnya yang sempat buat panas orang Indonesia. Untung ajah, beberapa hari sebelumnya gue baca notes milik temennya mbakh Kiki soal penjelasan akan isu klaim-klaim yang disebut-sebut dilakukan ama orang Malaysia. Jadi gue gak terlalu keliatan oon lah waktu itu ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topik menarik lain adalah soal perbedaan bahasa. Jadi ceritanya gue lagi sarapan sembari ditemanin Pak Cik Raden. Teman sekamar gue yang asal Iceland udah mau cabut dari sana. Dia surprise ngelihat kita berdua bercakap dalam bahasa Indonesia dan nanya, ‘Bahasa kalian sama yah?’ Kita berdua langsung jelasin aja soal banyaknya perbedaan yang terasa lucu bagi yang lain. Seperti kata ‘dukung’ yang dalam bahasa Indonesianya berarti ‘support’, sementara bagi orang Malaysia, kata itu artinya ‘menggendong’. Perkataan gue itu langsung dilanjutkan dengan Pak Cik Raden. Beliau menganggap lucu frase ‘sakit keras’ untuk merujuk ‘terribly ill’. ‘Keras’ itu kan artinya ‘hard’, tapi ‘hard’ nya di bagian yang mana, begitu ungkapnya, di sela tawa yang berderai. Sementara orang Malaysia sendiri menyebutnya ‘sakit payah’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : I found it’s funny waktu petugas Airbus mau ngecek print booking-an tiket gue. ‘Pinjam sekejap,’ githu katanya. Hmmm, kalau di kita kan bilangnya ‘Pinjam sebentar.’ ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-909160263574828651?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/909160263574828651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=909160263574828651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/909160263574828651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/909160263574828651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/04/ketika-di-negeri-jiran.html' title='Ketika Di Negeri Jiran'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2676984079430154335</id><published>2010-04-17T20:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:55:23.328+07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Were You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S8m9obTbpOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/T-fg4yLDTyM/s1600/10197621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S8m9obTbpOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/T-fg4yLDTyM/s320/10197621.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461104525385114850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Were You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were you, I would be ashamed to myself. Pointing out to others’ mistakes without realizing my own stupidities. I keep insisting that others’ writings are not good enough to be called journalistic articles, while my own are not to be better yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should reflect to myself, before correcting other articles, because what I’ve written are also filled with a lot of mistakes too. Oh, I’d better not saying this, but I should confess that I have forgot the essence of what we call the rule of journalistic writing : short and straight to the point. Instead of saying ‘giving help to the victims’, it’s way much better just  to say ‘helped the victims’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realize that miss-typing are must be avoided because this thing shows that I am careless and I never re-read what I have done. Well, I know I have a little problem in pronunciation, but I should have known that it’s ‘menyalip’, not ‘menyalib’ to say the word ‘to pass the other path’ because ‘menyalib’ means ‘to crucify’.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2676984079430154335?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2676984079430154335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2676984079430154335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2676984079430154335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2676984079430154335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-i-were-you.html' title='If I Were You'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S8m9obTbpOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/T-fg4yLDTyM/s72-c/10197621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-8484777041529505639</id><published>2010-04-15T18:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T18:26:37.841+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta Itu...</title><content type='html'>Semacam dibuang sayang, hasil beres-beres kamar hari ini dan nemuin kertas-kertas hasil wawancara dan time code. ketika masih bekerja di kantor yang lama. Semoga beberapa quotes dari pasangan selebritis ini bisa memberikan inspirasi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yana Julio dan Kania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beda usia yang jauh, 17 tahun, tak jadi masalah bagi pasangan ini. Perbedaan ini justru membuat mereka saling mengisi. “Pengalaman-pengalaman positif yang saya alami, saya beritahukan kepada Nia dan kemudaan Nia memberikan wawasan-wawasan tentang kehidupan anak-anak sekarang. Jadi ini menjadi masukan bagi saya,” begitu aku pelantun ‘All I Am’ ini.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mencoba memahami pasangan, begitu jurus yang ditempuh pasangan ini, “Mencoba berpikir cara Nia dan Nia juga saya ajari berpikir cara saya.” Tak hanya itu, pasangan ini juga punya jurus-jurus lain untuk mempertahankan keharmonisan rumah tangga mereka, “Terbuka dari awal, saling memberikan perhatian dan belajar membicarakan aib masing-masing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Aryo Wahab dan Mila&lt;br /&gt;“Sama dia nyaman melakukan apa saja. Ariyo betul-betul dukung aku apa aja yang aku lakuin. Kalau bingung soal pekerjaan, pasti ceritanya ke dia,” puji Mila akan suaminya yang adalah personel ‘The Dance Company’ itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jay Subiakto dan Elvara&lt;br /&gt;Tak bisa dipungkiri, meskipun bukanlah  patokan utama, namun fisik juga jadi pertimbangan seseorang dalam memilih pasangan. Namun, bagi Jay Subiyakto,  pasangan ideal juga haruslah seseorang yang bisa menjadi partner bertukar pikiran. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Buat saya, emang harus bagaimana kita bisa bertukar pikiran, karena buat saya, waktu pacar itu harus orang yang bisa kita bertanya, bisa kita bertukar pikiran. Jadi gak sekedar hanya ketertarikan fisik aja, tapi ada banyak sekali faktor lain yang mempengaruhi hubungan dua orang,” tandas pria berambut panjang ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senada dengan suaminya, Elvara menyebutkan bila  Jay adalah partner yang asyik untuk diajak berdiskusi, “Saya juga punya alasan yang mungkin sama seperti dia. Biasanya kalau cari pacar atau dekat dengan seseorang itu harus ada kesamaan. Kalau di sini, kita mungkin punya minat dan interest yang sama tentang art, tentang fashion, tentang banyak lagi yang bisa kita lakukan bersama-sama. Saya juga suka bertanya banyak sama dia karena dia kan pengalaman dan ilmu juga jauh lebih banyak dari saya. Saya merasa hubungan ini positif.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menghadapi  riak-riak yang kerap menghiasi perjalanan rumah tangga mereka, beginilah kiat pasangan ini, “Menyatukan dua orang memang gak mudah. Harus ada tenggang rasa, harus ada kompromi dan yang penting saya rasa adalah rasa sayang dan kalau ada rasa cinta. Pasti kita bisa mengatasi semua hal.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-8484777041529505639?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/8484777041529505639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=8484777041529505639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8484777041529505639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8484777041529505639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/04/cinta-itu.html' title='Cinta Itu...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2577448264420784156</id><published>2010-04-09T19:17:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:21:36.513+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabes tu, tu has tocado mi corazon?</title><content type='html'>En el primero dia yo te encontre , yo fui timida y no hable  mucho.&lt;br /&gt;Nosotros solo hemos hablado por 4 horas, antes nosotros os encontramos este dia.&lt;br /&gt;Tu supiste mi timidez y tu lo me dices despues, “Yo pude te hacer mas nerviosa, hahaha!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Dios mio, yo no nego más…&lt;br /&gt;El es una persona simpatica&lt;br /&gt;A mi, me gusta escuchar su risa y su voz&lt;br /&gt;Como yo digo de vez en cuando, tu voz desplaza mi mundo, hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, si, yo se , various tiempos yo exagero.&lt;br /&gt;Es porque yo gusto te tentar, solo te hago reir…&lt;br /&gt;Del mismo modo que yo digo me duele la cabeza si no escuchar tu voz, tu has sabido es no bastante para mi, hablar con ti solo un, dos o tres horas.&lt;br /&gt;Es sincero, yo no mento…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2577448264420784156?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2577448264420784156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2577448264420784156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2577448264420784156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2577448264420784156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/04/sabes-tu-tu-has-tocado-mi-corazon.html' title='Sabes tu, tu has tocado mi corazon?'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-776152979021194376</id><published>2010-04-05T18:18:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:46:47.372+07:00</updated><title type='text'>‘Sentosa Island’, Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S7nMsTkM-dI/AAAAAAAAAZw/kcNUJPHLEOo/s1600/sentosa_04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S7nMsTkM-dI/AAAAAAAAAZw/kcNUJPHLEOo/s320/sentosa_04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456617485074495954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S7nME_9hGoI/AAAAAAAAAZo/8Fnn1RFRF14/s1600/sentosa_08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S7nME_9hGoI/AAAAAAAAAZo/8Fnn1RFRF14/s320/sentosa_08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456616809797065346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S7nLBDN_rAI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9KrL1nIR70c/s1600/sentosa_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S7nLBDN_rAI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9KrL1nIR70c/s320/sentosa_01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456615642440379394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my fourth day in Singapore, I decided to go to ‘Sentosa Island’. Even this place isn’t really recommended to visit by several bloggers, but my curiosity insisted me to go. As a backpacker, I should choose the cheapest way and the option was to take bus to HarbourFront . From there, I went inside ‘Vivo City’ to buy ticket at Lobi L, Level B. It was only S$ 3 for return ticket. A lot of Singaporean choose this, instead of going by cable car or bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before buying ticket, I decided to have lunch first at ‘Chicken Rice’. I spent about S$ 5,5 for a complete lunch menu, included drink. I also bought a slice of pineapple and kiwi at ‘Food Republic’, near the ticket vendor, for S$2,5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adventure then began! My first destination was ‘The Merlion’. Many people took a picture in front of that giant Merlion statue. Just like them, I also took a picture. The lady whom I asked to take my pictures should made several trials, before able to get the whole body of the statue from the top side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that place, I went to Siloso Beach. It was hot. I didn’t swim or sunbath, even the others did such activities. I just sat on the beach and watched people playing volley around me. Actually, there’s a thing I suggest you to do there : rent a bicycle to go around this beach. To do such thing, you should put deposit minimum S$ 50, depends on the type of bicycle you rent and also leave your passport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t visit many place that day. The only thing I did after leaving the beach is to try ‘The Skyride’.  It’s quite an adrenalin activity but recommended to try. Well, it’s like cable car but more adventurous because it’s only several walking chairs, as shown from the pictures bellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite nervous because I wore sandals!!! All I did on the first round was keeping an eye on those sandals which I borrowed from my niece. I just couldn’t have any idea how to explain to her if they fall. So, on the next round, I kept them in my bag and started to enjoy the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least, ‘Songs of The Sea’. It’s a combination of singing and acting performance with fireworks display. The storyline is all about a fisherman who desires to release her beautiful princess with help from several sea creatures. All those fireworks were beautiful and I can say you shouldn’t miss this performance while you are here. It’s worth to spend your S$10 to see this spectacle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-776152979021194376?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/776152979021194376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=776152979021194376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/776152979021194376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/776152979021194376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/04/sentosa-island-singapore.html' title='‘Sentosa Island’, Singapore'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S7nMsTkM-dI/AAAAAAAAAZw/kcNUJPHLEOo/s72-c/sentosa_04.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-3047190939667182155</id><published>2010-03-27T17:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T18:05:55.325+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan Jaksa</title><content type='html'>Hanging out at the café, clubbing or just going to the cinema are such the great ways to calm our nerves, after the long, exhausted hours at work. It’s not difficult to do such things at Jakarta, since we can find any kind of entertaining spots almost everywhere. Well, you just name what you want and voila, you’ll find the place and have some fun there. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It’s worth also to visit the different spots of this city. That new experience will give us another perspective about Jakarta. We can fell another ambience of the new places we’ve never seen before, get the different perspective and have fun too there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the places you should visit is Jalan Jaksa. It’s a name of the street near Kebon Sirih, Central Jakarta. It is famous as a paradise for those who are called the backpackers, just like Bukit Bintang in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia or Khaosan Road in Bangkok, Thailand.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We can find a lot of cheap guesthouses there, surrounded by cafés, bars, handy crafts stores and many more. Its atmosphere will make us comfortable and feel like at home with the hospitality and familiar treats from the local people around. I’m sure you’ll enjoy your time there and wish to come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry about the hectic and crowded situation we use to see in Jakarta. It’s quite tranquil here. There aren’t many cars or bicycles passing by this street. This condition makes you able to walk along Jalan Jaksa, feel the night ambience, try new food or drink and maybe flirt with one or two cute girls or handsome guys there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-3047190939667182155?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/3047190939667182155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=3047190939667182155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/3047190939667182155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/3047190939667182155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/03/jalan-jaksa.html' title='Jalan Jaksa'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-1919539640245887162</id><published>2010-03-18T15:25:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T16:09:57.950+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sebuah Konklusi Sotoy Tentang Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S6HswREGU9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/Tg7vELcmcYo/s1600-h/97539094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S6HswREGU9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/Tg7vELcmcYo/s320/97539094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449897338053481426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iseng-iseng baca entry-entry lama di blog, gue nemu entry tentang pandangan ‘My Love My Darling’ tentang cewek idamannya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ceritanya, waktu itu, somebody, just call him ‘Melon’, dumped me karena gue dinilai terlalu oon. Huh, nyebelin banget kan?  Gara-gara itu, gue jadi nangis bombay dan akhirnya curhat ke bapak itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Melon wrote on 11/10/2007 at 12.48.39 AM :&lt;br /&gt; I’m afraid we shouldn’t meet anymore, Dear &lt;br /&gt; We simply don’t seem to be interested in the same ideas and ideals…&lt;br /&gt; Language skils or not &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesi curhat by e-mail antara gue dan dia itulah yang gue rangkum saat ini. Kalau banyak ngaconya, yah maklum aja, namanya juga konklusi sotoy, hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak bisa dipungkiri, kalau dalam sebuah relationship, kesamaan interest itu ngebantu banget untuk membuat sebuah hubungan works well at the beginning. Tapi biarpun begitu, akan jauh lebih baik, kalau ada perbedaan-perbedaan di antara pasangan itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soalnya perbedaan-perbedaan itulah yang membuat warna dalam sebuah hubungan. Dengan demikian, setiap orang can teach each other the new things they know very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the real you alias jadi diri loe sendiri. Hubungan yang pake topeng a.k.a fake itu sama sekali enggak asyik. Jadi, daripada sibuk nutup-nutupin  borok yang loe punya, mending dari awal loe udah nunjukin asli loe kayak gimana. Like he said, ‘I like the girls who can express themselves.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak cuma cewek, cowok juga butuh pasangan yang smart. Tapi pintar-nya gak secara akademis doank yah.  Versi ‘smart’ beliau adalah perempuan yang bisa membuat keputusan sendiri, mampu ngebuat intelligent conclusions dan juga bisa ngebuat percakapan yang menarik yang punya substance. Sense of humor ternyata juga kudu, mesti, wajib dan harus hukumnya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to be show-off yah, here what he thinks about me : “You are a smart girl and you are fun too!!’ Hahaha, minta digetok mode on ceritanya ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-1919539640245887162?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/1919539640245887162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=1919539640245887162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1919539640245887162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1919539640245887162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/03/sebuah-konklusi-sotoy-tentang.html' title='Sebuah Konklusi Sotoy Tentang Relationship'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S6HswREGU9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/Tg7vELcmcYo/s72-c/97539094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-5423428602777931289</id><published>2010-03-12T15:52:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:46:28.246+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Old Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5oNYOu90yI/AAAAAAAAAYo/zLOULmr_XPw/s1600-h/100-Year-Old+Chinese+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5oNYOu90yI/AAAAAAAAAYo/zLOULmr_XPw/s320/100-Year-Old+Chinese+(4).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447681409181143842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5oM4Yz5o1I/AAAAAAAAAYg/IbtUWheX6IM/s1600-h/100-Year-Old+Chinese+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5oM4Yz5o1I/AAAAAAAAAYg/IbtUWheX6IM/s320/100-Year-Old+Chinese+(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447680862130381650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5oL4Glts-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/sKP8q8xWrN8/s1600-h/100-Year-Old+Chinese+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5oL4Glts-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/sKP8q8xWrN8/s320/100-Year-Old+Chinese+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447679757727413218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5oDUnObDtI/AAAAAAAAAYI/P7em8XjF-J8/s1600-h/100-Year-Old+Chinese+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5oDUnObDtI/AAAAAAAAAYI/P7em8XjF-J8/s320/100-Year-Old+Chinese+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447670351919779538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 100 year-old Chinese woman should be suffered with her condition. There's a horn appears from the left-side of her forehead. It measures around 5 to 6 cm and even the horn doesn't harm Zhang Ruifang, but I'm sure she's unhappy with her situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-5423428602777931289?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/5423428602777931289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=5423428602777931289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5423428602777931289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5423428602777931289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/03/poor-old-lady.html' title='Poor Old Lady'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5oNYOu90yI/AAAAAAAAAYo/zLOULmr_XPw/s72-c/100-Year-Old+Chinese+(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-5631184378937528314</id><published>2010-03-09T17:36:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:46:59.456+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Après Six Mois</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5Yl4KFg8EI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vWq3h_YNEFY/s1600-h/96419699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5Yl4KFg8EI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vWq3h_YNEFY/s400/96419699.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446582446061580354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’est déjà 6 mois après on parlait au telephone pour la première fois&lt;br /&gt;Je ne nie plus que je ne rencontre jamais un homme comme toi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5YmODMKOqI/AAAAAAAAAXw/k-np9LPA8Ws/s1600-h/200539433-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5YmODMKOqI/AAAAAAAAAXw/k-np9LPA8Ws/s200/200539433-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446582822167526050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tu es charmant, intelligent, rigolo et sage&lt;br /&gt;J’aime bien discuter avec toi, especiallement quand j’ai des problèmes ou je fais des erreurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jusqu’à maintenant, je ne sais pas encore ce que passe entre nous&lt;br /&gt;C’est pourquoi je ne suis pas très sûre est-ce que tu penses aussi à moi&lt;br /&gt;Mais une chose je m’assure : Tu as déjà touché mon coeur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5Ymb4WorCI/AAAAAAAAAX4/x95vsRfGulY/s1600-h/200449896-009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5Ymb4WorCI/AAAAAAAAAX4/x95vsRfGulY/s320/200449896-009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446583059776842786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-5631184378937528314?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/5631184378937528314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=5631184378937528314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5631184378937528314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5631184378937528314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/03/apres-six-mois.html' title='Après Six Mois'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5Yl4KFg8EI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vWq3h_YNEFY/s72-c/96419699.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-5338404377140422223</id><published>2010-03-04T17:13:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:55:27.854+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh GOD, Lead My Way, All The Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S4-KF_DLtkI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/XdFVkQkoVN0/s1600-h/lead+my+way+GOD_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S4-KF_DLtkI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/XdFVkQkoVN0/s400/lead+my+way+GOD_01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444722309942982210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S4-KGE32tFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/dFfRCmfmylU/s1600-h/lead+my+way+GOD_02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S4-KGE32tFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/dFfRCmfmylU/s400/lead+my+way+GOD_02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444722311506080850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S4-KGtrFMmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/hiTiER2Hs3w/s1600-h/lead+my+way+GOD_03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S4-KGtrFMmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/hiTiER2Hs3w/s400/lead+my+way+GOD_03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444722322458358370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-5338404377140422223?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/5338404377140422223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=5338404377140422223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5338404377140422223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5338404377140422223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-god-lead-my-way-all-way.html' title='Oh GOD, Lead My Way, All The Time'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S4-KF_DLtkI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/XdFVkQkoVN0/s72-c/lead+my+way+GOD_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-3592308636971688564</id><published>2010-02-22T17:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:12:04.387+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope This Will Happen Too In Indonesia</title><content type='html'>Someday I'm sure it will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah Opsi C menang mutlak di DPR semalam, gue optimis berat kalau langkah yang diambil pemerintah Singapura ini juga akan ditiru pemerintah Indonesia. Amiiieeeennnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S4-HZEJCeVI/AAAAAAAAAVI/fioKaStx8AE/s1600-h/future+hope.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S4-HZEJCeVI/AAAAAAAAAVI/fioKaStx8AE/s400/future+hope.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444719339192351058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-3592308636971688564?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/3592308636971688564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=3592308636971688564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/3592308636971688564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/3592308636971688564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/02/hope-this-will-happen-too-in-indonesia.html' title='Hope This Will Happen Too In Indonesia'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S4-HZEJCeVI/AAAAAAAAAVI/fioKaStx8AE/s72-c/future+hope.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-1633740387974415318</id><published>2010-01-18T21:16:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:22:40.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Teller ? Not Anymore !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S1RuVnEhtiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/kl8721ao1Ms/s1600-h/AA034835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S1RuVnEhtiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/kl8721ao1Ms/s400/AA034835.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428084768432567842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepulang dari Cervantes, gue iseng jalan-jalan di salah satu pusat perbelanjaan di dekat situ. Ceritanya, di sana lagi ada acara pemilihan model sebuah produk pembersih rambut. Dengan membeli paket senilai tertentu, gue bisa mendapatkan berbagai fasilitas dan juga beberapa produk mereka. Gak tahunya, ada juga pilihan fasilitas ‘Fortune Teller’, y.ah udah, gue ambil deh paket itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antriannya lumayan ramai. So untuk menghabiskan waktu, gue jalan keliling mal. Niatnya mau nyari sepatu. Tapi ternyata gak ada yang sreg di hati. Jadinya gue balik aja ke stand peramal. Untung, tinggal satu orang lagi sebelum giliran gue tiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat nunggu giliran, gue mengira-ngira topik apa yang bakal gue tanyain ke sang peramal, sebut saja namanya Madame M. Niat gue sih nanyain soal soulmate, yang ampe sekarang belum kelihatan batang hidungnya, hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, gak tahunya, begitu ngelihat lima kartu yang gue ambil, dia langsung nanya, ‘Saat ini kerja gak?’ Gue jawab ajah terus terang plus embel-embel mengapa gue sampai resign dari kantor gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu, blablabla, dia kasih ‘ceramah’ deh soal keputusan resign gue itu. Menurut dia, gue terlalu gegabah dan tidak berpikir secara matang saat melakukan hal itu. ‘You were provoked,” begitu tambahnya. On the other hand, dia benar juga soal itu, tapi seperti yang Abang pernah bilang, selalu ada hikmah dari setiap keadaan yang kita alami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK-lah di sisi lain, saat ini gue terserang krisis keuangan alias bokek berat. Meskipun begitu, banyak hal yang patut gue syukuri dari ke-idle-an gue sekarang ini. Salah satunya, gue bisa kembali beribadah di gereja gue, hal yang jarang gue lakukan saat masih kerja dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to that fortune teller now. She then told me about how I have wasted my life just for nothing. Hey, it’s not you who have this idea first, lady. Long time before I met you, I have made a conclusion about how to arrange for a better future. I have my own list but the problem is my unemployed condition now. Huh, mendengar kata-katanya yang meremehkan kondisi gue, benar-benar bikin emosi jiwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang bikin gue tambah sebal adalah ketika dia menanyakan umur gue. Eh, dia bilang kalau I look older than my age. What the F&amp;#$ ???? Sangking gak percayanya dengan kata-katanya yang sangat mengintimidasi itu, gue sampai sengaja mengulangi lagi usia gue dengan memberi penekanan, just to make sure that she didn’t mishear any words from me. Tapi dari omongan dia selanjutnya, gue bisa nangkap kalau dia mau nawarin susuk ke gue : “Coba kamu konsultasi ke rumah (sambil menyerahkan kartu nama dia). Ada pasien saya 35 jadi terlihat seperti 25 tahun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ih, amit-amit jabang baby (sambil ketok-ketok meja), I will never do that thing. I don’t want to hurt my Jesus’ heart. Gak lagi deh, nyoba-nyoba ke fortune teller. Just like lyric of this song :  Many things about tomorrow, I don’t seem to understand but I know who holds tomorrow and I know HE holds my hand. Yes, Jesus is already prepares beautiful future for all of us ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;PS : When I told Abang about this, he then blame me for did such a silly thing. You’re just like asking a direction to a three or four years old kid. You have already known that it’s useless but you still do that. Hiks, lengkap sudah derita gue hari itu… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-1633740387974415318?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/1633740387974415318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=1633740387974415318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1633740387974415318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1633740387974415318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2010/01/fortune-teller-not-anymore.html' title='Fortune Teller ? Not Anymore !!!'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S1RuVnEhtiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/kl8721ao1Ms/s72-c/AA034835.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2975357808564932146</id><published>2009-12-29T19:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:10:11.979+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi familia'/><title type='text'>Oh, How I Miss You Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Szn4q2CXzrI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rOA-StYZ5fs/s1600-h/IMG_0985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Szn4q2CXzrI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rOA-StYZ5fs/s320/IMG_0985.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420637041460760242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Szn4qvOqJGI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Np8PyF21KkM/s1600-h/IMG_0991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Szn4qvOqJGI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Np8PyF21KkM/s320/IMG_0991.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420637039633245282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Szn4qT8S-aI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2WNOrHDIk3M/s1600-h/IMG_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Szn4qT8S-aI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2WNOrHDIk3M/s320/IMG_0992.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420637032308472226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is our second Christmas without you, Pa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it was like yesterday you laughed at me telling how afraid Kathleen was to see her grandma&lt;br /&gt;‘She thought your mom was a monster’, it was your joke when I insisted to join your conversation with mom on bed, two days before you got stroke&lt;br /&gt;‘I want to be near my daddy,’ that was my argue that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe it would be the last time I saw the love and the happiness melted and sparkled so clearly in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I didn’t have any spirit to celebrate Christmas last year since you’re just gone for only a month and a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has changed now since I believe that you want us, everyone you love, keep the spirit you always had each Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this message when I woke up on this Christmas morning. I could feel your presence in the backyard. You squated there and looked suprisingly at a present you found on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I remember this moment : you then screamed and called us to search another presents in the other places. I know it was your way to tell you were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TOO, PA&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALWAYS…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2975357808564932146?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2975357808564932146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2975357808564932146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2975357808564932146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2975357808564932146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-how-i-miss-you-daddy.html' title='Oh, How I Miss You Daddy'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Szn4q2CXzrI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rOA-StYZ5fs/s72-c/IMG_0985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-1991157528729005030</id><published>2009-12-24T13:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:25:47.797+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas All...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMJYyFeX3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/OZ2bkfwgmhU/s1600-h/FOTO+PROFIL+BARU.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMJYyFeX3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/OZ2bkfwgmhU/s320/FOTO+PROFIL+BARU.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418685098023083890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the joy of HIS birth brings peace to each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD Bless You...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-1991157528729005030?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/1991157528729005030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=1991157528729005030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1991157528729005030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1991157528729005030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-all.html' title='Merry Christmas All...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMJYyFeX3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/OZ2bkfwgmhU/s72-c/FOTO+PROFIL+BARU.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2754790264603233813</id><published>2009-12-14T18:06:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:18:12.665+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>Singapore - Kuala Lumpur 2009 Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SyYd39wUvqI/AAAAAAAAARk/honP8e5HVNs/s1600-h/at+Kopi+Tiam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SyYd39wUvqI/AAAAAAAAARk/honP8e5HVNs/s320/at+Kopi+Tiam.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415048449266859682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SyYd3kwhFHI/AAAAAAAAARc/Im-9NcipXoU/s1600-h/view+from+my+seat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SyYd3kwhFHI/AAAAAAAAARc/Im-9NcipXoU/s320/view+from+my+seat.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415048442556781682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak terasa tiga bulan berlalu, sejak perjalanan backpackerku ke Singapura dan Kuala Lumpur. Berhubung ini adalah pengalaman pertama berpetualang ke negeri orang seorang diri, jadi dua kota itulah yang menjadi destinasi perjalanan kali ini. Lain waktu, kota yang akan disinggahi pastinya akan lebih jauh lagi (Amiiiin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesawat Air Asia QZ7784 yang ditumpangi bertolak ke Singapore pukul 14.15 WIB dan tiba di Bandara Changi pukul 16.25 waktu setempat, 30 menit lebih cepat dari jadwal yang diperkirakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, jangan lupa membawa fotokopi KTP, NPWP dan paspor (hal 1,2 dan 48). Pastikan juga membawa kartu NPWP kamu yang asli. Gak mau kan harus bayar biaya fiskal sebesar Rp 2.500.000,00?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampai di Singapore, sifat narsis gue mendadak kumat, gara-gara ngelihat layanan internet gratis di bandara. Dengan cepat, jemariku menari di atas tuts keyboard, meng-update status di account Facebook-ku : ‘Rosa has just arrived safely at Changi airport’, hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah bertanya ke sana-kemari, station MRT akhirnya ketemu juga. Yah, berhubung ini adalah liburan ala backpacker, taxi emang haram hukumnya untuk dinaiki karena muahaal ;p Stasionnya masih berada dalam kawasan bandara, jadi gak perlu jalan jauh-jauh. Pokoknya begitu selesai ambil bagasi dan pas melihat pintu exit, kita langsung belok kiri, jangan langsung keluar. Dari situ naik eskalator dan voila, stasion MRT-nya ada di sebelah kanan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya gue sempat bingung karena gak tahu harus ngapain dulu. Gue hanya bengong menatap rute perjalanan MRT dan LRT yang memang dipasang di dalam setiap MRT. Gue gak tahu harus turun dimana untuk ke rumah kakak sepupu gue yang letaknya di Bukit Batok West Avenue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi untunglah, ada satu wanita keturunan India seumuran yang akhirnya memberitahukan untuk bertukar line kereta ketika sudah sampai di stasiun Jurong East. Jadi dari bandara, gue ngambil line hijau dengan rute bandara Changi ke Joo Koon sementara line kedua yang gue ambil warnanya merah dengan rute Jurong East ke Marina Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah, rute perjalanan yang gue tempuh jauh banget dan gue harus ngeluarin S$ 1,98 untuk perjalanan hari itu. Gak disangka, sisa saldo di kartu EZ Link yang gue bawa dari Jakarta cuma tersisa S$ 1, jadinya malam itu gue sudah harus memecahkan S$ 50 pertama gue untuk reload sebesar S$ 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu sampai di stasiun Bukit Batok, mata gue langsung jelalatan mencari makanan. Gila, perut gue lapar banget. Meskipun ada Mc Donald’s berdiri megah di seberang stasion, tapi masa sih jauh-jauh ke Singapore, gue makannya malah di Mc D lagi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untunglah dekat situ, ada juga Kopitiam (foodcourt Singapore). Gue milih makan nasi rames dengan lauk bola-bola daging babi, terong sambal dan tumis brokoli jamur. Sayangnya makanannya hambar dan dingin, jadinya gue makan lagi deh setelah nyampai di rumah kakak sepupu ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, it’s been 3 months since I did my first adventure as a backpacker. Singapore and Kuala Lumpur were my destination because they’re not really far from my hometown, Jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane tookoff from Soekarno – Hatta airport around 14.15 and landed at Changi airport at 16.25, 30 minutes earlier than the schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Indonesians, just don’t forget to bring copies of your KTP, NPWP and also your passport (page 1, 2 and 48). You should bring your NPWP card to avoid paying fiscal fee Rp 2.500.00,00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’d resist to update my status on Facebook when seeing there was free internet service inside the airport : ‘Rosa has just arrived safely at Changi airport’, hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After asking direction from several people, I finally found that the nearest MRT station which was in the Terminal 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I didn’t have any idea about the exact location of my cousin’s place which is in Bukit Batok West Avenue. Fortunately, a nice Indian woman around my age told me to change the train line when I arrived at Jurong East station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first line I took was the green line which route is from Changi airport to Joo Koon and the second line - which is red – is from Jurong East to Marina Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a very long trip. I spent S$ 1,98 for that. Too bad, the credit in the EZ Link card that my other cousin gave me in Jakarta, was only left S$ 1 so I reloaded the card for S$ 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been dark when I finally arrived at Bukit Batok Station. I was exhausted and starving so I decided to have dinner at the nearest Kopitiam (Singaporean foodcourt). My menu was a portion of rice, pork meatball, chilli eggplant and broccoli with mushroom. IT WAS COLD, YUCK!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzL_8yqoq8I/AAAAAAAAAS0/M2CU6_AFyWs/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzL_8yqoq8I/AAAAAAAAAS0/M2CU6_AFyWs/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418674721537960898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzL_8tVCrnI/AAAAAAAAASs/Cllz4QH8g40/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzL_8tVCrnI/AAAAAAAAASs/Cllz4QH8g40/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418674720105213554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzL_8T4e9MI/AAAAAAAAASk/njAO65H-gF0/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzL_8T4e9MI/AAAAAAAAASk/njAO65H-gF0/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418674713274545346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzL_74oBfzI/AAAAAAAAASc/PReL7GgORJI/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzL_74oBfzI/AAAAAAAAASc/PReL7GgORJI/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418674705957748530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzL_7qfx-dI/AAAAAAAAASU/b1fHB7IM3jg/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzL_7qfx-dI/AAAAAAAAASU/b1fHB7IM3jg/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418674702165080530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMDYHGj78I/AAAAAAAAATM/szEJCAo1FqQ/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMDYHGj78I/AAAAAAAAATM/szEJCAo1FqQ/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418678489415151554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMDXk2V3_I/AAAAAAAAATE/bHCQCvFPo08/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMDXk2V3_I/AAAAAAAAATE/bHCQCvFPo08/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418678480220315634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMDXDKt3WI/AAAAAAAAAS8/l84L4d3vj-8/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMDXDKt3WI/AAAAAAAAAS8/l84L4d3vj-8/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418678471178968418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMF83C7PnI/AAAAAAAAAT0/GWhd4fbDi_s/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMF83C7PnI/AAAAAAAAAT0/GWhd4fbDi_s/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418681319783349874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMF8tsnREI/AAAAAAAAATs/s_4yYqB498I/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMF8tsnREI/AAAAAAAAATs/s_4yYqB498I/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418681317273846850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMF8eVAukI/AAAAAAAAATk/FYiQH5b1AdI/s1600-h/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMF8eVAukI/AAAAAAAAATk/FYiQH5b1AdI/s320/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418681313148320322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMF74W16_I/AAAAAAAAATc/AYkooZocDEY/s1600-h/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMF74W16_I/AAAAAAAAATc/AYkooZocDEY/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418681302955453426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMF7QlRQUI/AAAAAAAAATU/fE1ULVZF0PY/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SzMF7QlRQUI/AAAAAAAAATU/fE1ULVZF0PY/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418681292278546754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saatnya menjelajah Singapura !! Kakak sepupu nyaranin untuk mendatangi Science Centre dulu. Di sana, gue ngeluarin duit S$16 (S$6 untuk masuk Science Centre sementara sisanya untuk Snow World).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita penjual tiket ngomong kalau dia udah nebak gue orang Indonesia. Pas gue tanya apakah itu karena wajah gue, eh, dia malah nyahut kalau aksen alias logat gue yang Indonesia banget. Hahaha, no wonder kalau ‘My Love My Darling’ pernah bilang kalau gue gak punya that sexy ‘R’ accent, pfff…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramai banget suasana saat itu. Mungkin karena lagi jam sekolah yah, jadi banyak banget bocah-bocah berseragam berseliweran di sekitar gue. Sayangnya, gue gak sempat terlalu mengeksplor tempat ini, soalnya masih banyak tempat yang harus gue kunjungi hari itu. Biar begitu, gue cukup puas kok di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah menikmati menu makan siang berupa nasi babi merah dan es teh tarik, gue kembali ke Science Centre karena barang-barang gue masih ada di dalam loker. Apalagi, gue kan belum masuk ke Snow World, yang emang letaknya bersebelahan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sih gak terlalu nyaranin untuk ke situ karena tempatnya kecil dan kita gak boleh ngambil foto di dalam (soalnya udah ada petugas khusus untuk itu dan biaya nebus fotonya buat gue gak worthed yah, S$13 untuk ukuran 10R atau S$24 untuk 4 foto ukuran dompet alias 2R). Sayang kan duitnya ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, jangan lupa yah untuk makai/ bawa celana panjang dan juga kaos kaki, kalau gak mau ngeluarin duit untuk nyewa barang-barang itu. Gue aja sempat nyesel, karena harus ngeluarin duit ekstra untuk nyewa sarung tangan, tapi mau gimana lagi, gue ngerasa kedinginan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau gak penasaran dengan bentuk salju, mungkin gue gak nggak akan datangin tempat ini. Tapi yah, maklum aja, negara kita kan negara subtropis yang cuma kenal dua musim saja, musim hujan dan musim kemarau, hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puas bermain seluncuran di atas salju, gue langsung bergegas ke stasiun MRT terdekat, which is Jurong East, untuk pergi ke stasiun City Hall. Begitu nyampe di sana, gue langsung ambil arah kiri dan jalan terus sampai ketemu gereja St Andrew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah puas bernarsis ria, gue melanjutkan perjalanan dan melewati City Hall, The Old Parliament yang di depannya ada patung gajah (gedung ini sekarang berubah fungsi menjadi The Art House), Asian Civilization Museum (biaya masuknya S$5 tapi gue gak masuk ke sana) dan setelah itu, gue ketemu juga dengan Fullerton Hotel yang tersohor itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satpam di sana bersahabat banget, meski saat itu penampilan gue terlihat gak akan mampu untuk nginap di sana, JJJ. Bapak keturunan India ini bahkan mau ngambilin foto gue dan juga ngasih tahu arah ke Merlion Park. Sayangnya, gue lupa ngambil foto beliau, padahal seragamnya unik lho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun Merlion ada di seberang hotel, tapi gue harus jalan cukup jauh juga yah untuk nyampe di sana. Maklum, letak jalan bawah tanah untuk nyebrang cukup tersembunyi dan gak ada jembatan penyebrangan pula di sana. Tapi, akhirnya, gue nyampe juga di Marina Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gara-gara sibuk moto-moto, gue jadi ninggalin barang bawaan gue sembarangan. Jadinya diambil deh ama tukang sapu jalanan karena dianggap sampah. Untungnya, ada cowok yang ngasih tahu gue dan langsung deh gue nyari tuh tukang sapu. Bukannya gue yang marah, eh, justru dia yang misuh-misuh karena gue sembarangan naruh barang milik gue L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hampir lupa, gue sempat beli cemilan juga di sana. S$2 keluar dari dompet gue untuk ngebeli gulali (yang warnanya ungu, hehehe…) dan juga es krim kacang merah di atas roti. Mantap kan ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan hari ini ditutup dengan menyusuri Singapore River. Cuma ada 7 orang di kapal kala itu. Itupun termasuk pengemudi kapal dan penjual tiket. Aturannya, gue naik kapalnya lebih malam lagi biar bisa ngelihat pemandangan Singapore di waktu malam L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s time to explore Singapore!! My cousin suggested me to visit Science Centre first. I paid the entrance fee for S$16 (S$10 for Snow World and S$6 for Science Centre). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady who sold the ticket told me that she had guessed that I’m Indonesian, after I said where I came from (Well, it’s not because of my skin or my face, but it’s because of my accent ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was totally crowded. Pupils in different uniforms were everywhere!! Too bad, I didn’t explore that place much. I still had a lot of places to visit that day, but surely, I had fun there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having lunch, I went to Snow World, next to Science Centre. It’s not really recommended to visit because it’s rather small and we are not allowed to take pictures inside (They already have staff for that thing). Oh, don’t forget to use long pants and socks or you would have to rent for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I went inside was just because of my curiousity. Remember, I come from a sub-tropical country that makes me never see the snow before, hehehe… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next destination then was the nearest MRT station (Jurong East) to go to the City Hall station. From there, I turned left and just walked until I found St. Andrew Church. After that, I walked again and found the City Hall, The Old Parliament with its elephant statue which is now become The Art House, Asian Civilization Museum (its entrance fee is S$5 but I didn’t come inside) and finally, I passed that famous Fullerton Hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The security staff was very friendly. Beside took my pictures in front of this hotel, he also told me the direction to go to Merlion Park. Too bad, I forgot to take his picture to show how unique his uniform was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlion is just opposite the hotel but I should walk quite far, since it’s not easy to find the subway to cross the street (there wasn’t any bridge over there) but finally, I arrived at Marina Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was busy taking pictures and leaving my stuffs unattendedly, so the cleaning service took them away. Luckily, a man saw this and told me about that. When I came to have my things back, that cleaning service said some blablabla thing to me, about how bad I was, leaving my things carelessly L &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, there, I spent S$2 to buy a candy cotton (its colour was purple!!)and red bean ice cream in a bread, yummy ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended the trip that day by cruising the Singapore River. There were only few people on the boat : 7 persons included me and two staffs !!! Well, it wasn’t really worthed to pay S$13 for, since it wasn’t getting dark yet so I couldn’t get the view of Singapore at night from the boat L. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5I6jrcJEGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6pCPF1yKKEI/s1600-h/IMG_0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5I6jrcJEGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6pCPF1yKKEI/s320/IMG_0112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445479284074942562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5I6jF3xfXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/WhPmrB5BVCQ/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5I6jF3xfXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/WhPmrB5BVCQ/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445479273990290802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5I6i4TD4GI/AAAAAAAAAXA/T8HBn4j8Dqw/s1600-h/IMG_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5I6i4TD4GI/AAAAAAAAAXA/T8HBn4j8Dqw/s320/IMG_0098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445479270346645602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5I6ienDP2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/seyE9QklsFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5I6ienDP2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/seyE9QklsFQ/s320/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445479263451168610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5I6h-w3oBI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6g1-84a4M5k/s1600-h/IMG_0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5I6h-w3oBI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6g1-84a4M5k/s320/IMG_0093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445479254902415378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lantaran kebanyakan jalan kemarinnya, hari ini gue bangun telat. Yah udah deh, gue mutusin untuk pergi ke Little India. Dari stasiun Bukit Batok, gue ganti jalur MRT dua kali. Setelah nyampe di Jurong East, gue naik jalur hijau sampai Outram Park dan dari situ, gue nyambung naik jalur ungu. Terus terang, gue paling gak suka naik jalur warna ini, soalnya selain harus turun eskalator, gue juga harus jalan cukup jauh setelah turun dari jalur hijau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah jalan beberapa ratus meter, gue ngelihat ada toko kecil yang menjual perhiasan. Langsung aja gue ke sana untuk memilih-milih barang. Waktu nanya sama penjaga toko, nenek-nenek berbaju sari, soal harga gelang yang gue pegang, eh, tuh nenek dengan kasarnya merampas gelang itu dari tangan gue. Ngebetein banget kan? Jadinya gue langsung pergi aja dari situ dan nyari toko yang lain. Untung aja ketemu dan pelayan tokonya bersahabat pula .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu, gue makan di sebuah restoran India. Pelayannya nyaranin untuk mesan setengah porsi aja, yaitu satu potong Roti Prata. Untuk minumannya, gue mesan Massala Tea. Rasa tehnya hampir sama dengan the susu, namun, ada rasa pedas-pedasnya dikit. Kata pelayannya, teh ini dibuat dari 16 bumbu, seperti jahe, kayu manis dan lain-lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue terus jalan lagi ke Sri Veeramakaliamman Temple. Lagi ada upacara keagamaan di sana. Sebenarnya kita diperbolehkan masuk ke dalam, tapi harus mencopot sepatu dulu. Tapi karena malas, yah udah deh, gue hanya puas foto-foto aja dari luar .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tujuan terakhir : Mustafa Centre. Yup, tempat ini emang terkenal banget di kalangan turis Indonesia buat beli oleh-oleh. Hampir semua barang ada di sini. Oh yah, kalau kamu kehabisan dollar, di sini juga ada money changer kok. Mereka menerima uang Rupiah dan ratenya juga lumayan bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I was very exhausted the day before so I woke up late on my third day. This time, I decided to go to Little India. From Bukit Batok (the red line), I change the train line twice. First, I changed to the green line at Jurong East, then I took the purple line at Outram Park. The things I hate most from taking this line are because we should take an escalator downstair and walk quite far from the green line .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed several Indian restaurants before I found a little shop selling accessories. Well, I’m addicted to those things, bracelets, necklaces, earrings, you name it . Too bad, the shopkeeper (an old lady in sari) treated me badly, so I decided to leave this shop immediately. She grabbed sarcastically the bracelets which I held, when I asked her their price. Hello, I’m not a thief, huh??? I then bought the bracelets from other shop which its shopkeeper treated me nicely .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then ate at an Indian restaurant. The waiter suggested me to buy just a half portion (which is only a slice of Roti Prata). I also asked him to serve me Masala Tea (its taste is like milk tea, but it has about 16 spices on it like ginger and cinnamon). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, I went to Sri Veeramakaliamman Temple. The holy ceremony was held at that moment. We should take off our shoes before entering that place but I was about too lazy to do that  so I just took pictures from outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last destination that day was Mustafa Centre. It’s time to shop !!! Yeah, this place is well-known as a tourists’ destination to buy souvenirs ;p. You can find almost everything here ;p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2754790264603233813?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2754790264603233813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2754790264603233813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2754790264603233813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2754790264603233813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/12/singapore-kuala-lumpur-2009-journey-day.html' title='Singapore - Kuala Lumpur 2009 Journey'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SyYd39wUvqI/AAAAAAAAARk/honP8e5HVNs/s72-c/at+Kopi+Tiam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-6215033443213519220</id><published>2009-11-27T11:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:42:40.092+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyanyi Bagi Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sw9YgdGRveI/AAAAAAAAARU/0OYUokCagY0/s1600/nyanyibagidia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sw9YgdGRveI/AAAAAAAAARU/0OYUokCagY0/s320/nyanyibagidia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408638992085269986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angkatlah suaramu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puji dan serukan nama Yesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggalkan bebanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak perlu kau khawatir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'bab DIA sanggup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerakkan kakimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menarilah dan bertepuk tangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersukacitalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak perlu kau khawatir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'bab DIA sanggup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'karang nyanyikan kebesaranNYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIA kuat dan penuh kuasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersorak-sorai karena kasihNYA t'lah datang melawat kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyanyi bagi DIA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-6215033443213519220?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/6215033443213519220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=6215033443213519220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6215033443213519220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6215033443213519220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/11/nyanyi-bagi-dia.html' title='Nyanyi Bagi Dia'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sw9YgdGRveI/AAAAAAAAARU/0OYUokCagY0/s72-c/nyanyibagidia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-400337010818073688</id><published>2009-10-28T21:29:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:22:40.459+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Bangsa Jajahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5CVEzpAlwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9mx0jtswRn8/s1600-h/73212296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5CVEzpAlwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9mx0jtswRn8/s320/73212296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445015859305158402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari lalu, tepatnya hari Jumat (23/10), gue mengalami pelecehan oleh seorang petugas informasi di Senayan City. Gila aja, mentang-mentang tampang gue pribumi asli, terus dengan semena-menanya dia nyuekin gue gara-gara ada bule yang datang setelah gue. KUTU KUPRET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya saat itu, gue mau datang ke pameran fotonya Jerry Aurum. Gara-gara keteledoran gue, SMS undangan yang gue dapat dari panitia, tak sengaja terhapus dari inbox gue. Jadinya yah, mau gak mau, gue harus pergi bertanya pada petugas informasi untuk tahu letak persisnya pameran itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dasar sial, kala itu, dua petugas di sana lagi sibuk. Yang satu lagi melayani pengunjung lain, sementara si kutu kupret sialan ini lagi berbicara di telepon. Dengan sabar, gue berdiri manis di depan dia, menunggu pembicaraan di telepon selesai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru aja tuh si cewek sialan ngeletakin telepon, datang seorang pria bule yang kemudian berdiri di samping gue. Gak tahunya, mata si bego itu langsung menuju ke arah si bule. ANJING!!! Loe gak ngeliat apa, kalau gue udah lama berdiri bego nungguin loe selesai ngobrol di telepon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untungnya, gak seperti si cewek bego itu, bule ini punya moral. Dia malah mempersilahkan orang lain yang ada di sampingnya untuk dilayani cewek bermental bangsa jajahan ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu kejadian ini gue ceritain ke teman-teman gue, mereka malah bilang seharusnya gue ngelaporin dia ke manajer mal. Ok, next time, I'll do that thing. Lihat ajah nanti ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-400337010818073688?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/400337010818073688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=400337010818073688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/400337010818073688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/400337010818073688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/10/mental-bangsa-jajahan.html' title='Mental Bangsa Jajahan'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5CVEzpAlwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9mx0jtswRn8/s72-c/73212296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-9119626345293998936</id><published>2009-10-26T21:24:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:13:43.526+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ngaku Dosa Dulu Ah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SuhF-aiHhhI/AAAAAAAAARE/SUhEm3mFQik/s1600-h/BA17936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SuhF-aiHhhI/AAAAAAAAARE/SUhEm3mFQik/s320/BA17936.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397641091980166674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus terang, ada satu hal yang selama lebih dari satu minggu ini gue umpetin dari teman-teman gue (Baca mereka-mereka yang peduli betul dengan kondisi batin gue tiga atau empat bulan yang lalu). Soalnya gue udah bisa ngebayangin reaksi mereka kalau tahu, gue nekad bertemu dengan dia, you know who. Ada yang bakal bilang, 'You What???', 'Ngapain sih loe' dan macam-macam reaksi yang bermakna sama : Gak ada gunanya loe ketemuan ama bajingan itu lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah, waktu itu otak gue lagi korslet, tapi waktu gue dengan nekadnya menemui dia, gue tahu persis, kalau rasa cinta gue ke dia itu udah RAIB. Ibaratnya tanaman, perasaan gue bukan sekedar layu dan masih bisa kembali bersemi setelah disiram secara intens lagi, tapi terus terang, perasaan itu emang gue dicabut ampe ke akar-akarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya, gue sempat jaim, saat melihat dia dari jarak dekat. Sialnya, di sana, gue menemui beberapa orang yang tahu kisah percintaan gue dengannya dan mereka dengan jitu menebak kalau kedatangan gue ke situ adalah atas ajakannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, singkat cerita, dia akhirnya mengajak gue untuk duduk di dekatnya, berhadap-hadapan dengan salah seorang mantan boss-nya. Dari diam seribu bahasa, akhirnya gue gak tahan juga untuk mengobrol dengannya. Tak berapa lama, entah karena terbawa suasana, kami akhirnya saling bergenggaman tangan (yang tentu saja dilakukan secara sembunyi-bunyi, di bawah meja, hihihi...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acara malam itu akhirnya berakhir. Sialnya, saat kami menuju tempat parkir motor, orang yang paling gue hindari memergoki kami berdua, malah berada di belakang kami. Sial...sial...sial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus terang, gue enjoy malam itu. Gue menikmati betul kebersamaan kami, baik saat kami duduk bersebelahan di dekat warung rokok ataupun saat aku berada di boncengannya dalam perjalanan pulang kala itu. I do love being near him but he's not being the most important thing in my life anymore ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-9119626345293998936?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/9119626345293998936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=9119626345293998936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/9119626345293998936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/9119626345293998936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/10/ngaku-dosa-dulu-ah.html' title='Ngaku Dosa Dulu Ah...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SuhF-aiHhhI/AAAAAAAAARE/SUhEm3mFQik/s72-c/BA17936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-5916924084574175601</id><published>2009-10-13T11:19:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:52:07.907+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ripley's Believe It Or Not, Genting Highland, Kuala Lumpur</title><content type='html'>At the front door :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQDKnuTunI/AAAAAAAAAP0/nCglkyXQ364/s1600-h/IMG_0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQDKnuTunI/AAAAAAAAAP0/nCglkyXQ364/s400/IMG_0322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391938134866115186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQDpiPYsZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xcsDbdG_iDo/s1600-h/IMG_0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQDpiPYsZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xcsDbdG_iDo/s400/IMG_0323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391938665970184594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Ripley when he was in Borobudur Temple, Central Java, Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQRwMS0-FI/AAAAAAAAAQE/MNRPa2QraqY/s1600-h/IMG_0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQRwMS0-FI/AAAAAAAAAQE/MNRPa2QraqY/s400/IMG_0326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391954173500913746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you try this at home ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQSjcRdWeI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Kq4SNnHzeFs/s1600-h/IMG_0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQSjcRdWeI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Kq4SNnHzeFs/s400/IMG_0328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391955053963467234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replica's St Basil Cathedral Moscow, made by Len Hughes, Australia, from matchstick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQUbGO1D_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ofXOgE0Fg9I/s1600-h/IMG_0332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQUbGO1D_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ofXOgE0Fg9I/s400/IMG_0332.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391957109631160306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me compared to The Tallest Man who ever lived :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQVU4T5uNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VOoy28sgUaI/s1600-h/IMG_0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQVU4T5uNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VOoy28sgUaI/s400/IMG_0351.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391958102326753490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I'll be in front of the real Eiffel Tower ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQWdu7MbOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/YeoT8lKWs-4/s1600-h/IMG_0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQWdu7MbOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/YeoT8lKWs-4/s400/IMG_0354.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391959353937652962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man with two eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SuWnxGgiUeI/AAAAAAAAAQs/u7LJ_pYKpRI/s1600-h/IMG_0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SuWnxGgiUeI/AAAAAAAAAQs/u7LJ_pYKpRI/s400/IMG_0344.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396904190475915746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SuWpAbW2q0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VYTOXgcDAs0/s1600-h/IMG_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SuWpAbW2q0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VYTOXgcDAs0/s400/IMG_0346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396905553282116418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SuWpAMSsoqI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/deYwYwzw31g/s1600-h/IMG_0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SuWpAMSsoqI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/deYwYwzw31g/s400/IMG_0345.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396905549238149794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-5916924084574175601?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/5916924084574175601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=5916924084574175601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5916924084574175601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5916924084574175601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/10/ripleys-believe-it-or-not-genting.html' title='Ripley&apos;s Believe It Or Not, Genting Highland, Kuala Lumpur'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/StQDKnuTunI/AAAAAAAAAP0/nCglkyXQ364/s72-c/IMG_0322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2656125720161496923</id><published>2009-09-30T17:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:22:32.668+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minta Sumbangan Kok Maksa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SvU8RoH6xQI/AAAAAAAAARM/WjqqY4ZofEw/s1600-h/84231009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SvU8RoH6xQI/AAAAAAAAARM/WjqqY4ZofEw/s320/84231009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401289601626850562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Semoga apa yang saya tulis ini tak membuat saya sampai harus bernasib sama seperti Prita Mulyasari*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali lagi, konsumen dirugikan oleh ulah sebuah supermarket besar yang ada di Mal Ciputra, Grogol, Jakarta Barat. Kali ini, saya sendiri-lah yang menjadi korbannya. Minggu (28/09) kemarin, saya berbelanja tepung beras untuk bahan pisang goreng di sana. Tak seperti biasanya, saat itu, saya tidak membawa dompet receh ‘kebesaran’ saya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total belanja saya malam itu tidak berakhir genap, Rp 4.850,- dan saat saya melihat struk pembayaran, tertera sumbangan sebesar Rp 150,-. Sumbangan itu adalah INISIATIF MEREKA SENDIRI, karena dari awal mereka tidak pernah menanyakan kesediaan saya untuk memberikan SUMBANGAN yang bersifat PAKSAAN tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan muka sedikit merengut, saya tetap membiarkan PEMAKSAAN itu terjadi. Saya lagi malas ribut. Namun dalam hati, saya bertekad untuk selalu menenteng-nenteng dompet receh saya kelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sialnya, saya tiba-tiba terserang batuk dan mau tak mau, saya harus kembali ke sana, di hari yang sama untuk membeli obat batuk dan beberapa perintilan lainnya yang tidak terlalu penting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat sang petugas membuka kasir miliknya, iseng-iseng saya mengintip ke dalamnya. Ternyata memang tidak tersedia cadangan uang receh atau dengan kata lain, mereka memang sengaja mencari gampangnya saja, dengan tidak mau repot-repot mempunyai kembalian uang kecil untuk konsumennya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benar saja, mereka menggenapkan begitu saja belanjaan saya yang kedua tersebut. Itulah sebabnya mengapa saya akhirnya memutuskan untuk menulis surat komplain ini sekarang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2656125720161496923?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2656125720161496923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2656125720161496923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2656125720161496923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2656125720161496923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/09/minta-sumbangan-kok-maksa.html' title='Minta Sumbangan Kok Maksa?'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SvU8RoH6xQI/AAAAAAAAARM/WjqqY4ZofEw/s72-c/84231009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-88829072383227636</id><published>2009-09-15T22:54:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:48:23.641+07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Impolite (Indian) Man Near Batu Caves</title><content type='html'>I beg your pardon to mention a race, but it's not because I'm racist. I'm not like that at all. It was because of an horrible conversation I had when I was waiting for the bus to take me to Bukit Bintang, where I'm staying now at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm quite brave to leave Batu Caves when the night appears. It's quite far from Kuala Lumpur and I'm quite strange with the place which is surrounded by a lot of Indian people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the people nearby to ask where to wait for the bus number 11. They said I can wait in that bus stop. I then went there. Then he came. At first, I asked him whether I waited in the right direction. He said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said several things uncommonly like I have good body. I said thank you politely. Then he asked me where I come from. I answered I'm Indonesian. He then responded that he has big passion (???) with Indon girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, I'm Indonesian," I corrected him. (Well, I don't like to be called Indon, for sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5Ca0VCNb6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/BObQZUhf0W8/s1600-h/81715677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5Ca0VCNb6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/BObQZUhf0W8/s320/81715677.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445022173281218466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked me to go for a drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll pay," said him. (Hello, I still can afford myself for a drink, Sir!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mumbled something like 'I have wife six or seven'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Huh?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My wife and I, we can do three or four games," he explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Huh?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yeah, I can do three or four games (he mentioned sex here) with my wife," told him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it's not my business , Sir," said I, then using my earphones again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-88829072383227636?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/88829072383227636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=88829072383227636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/88829072383227636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/88829072383227636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/09/unpolite-indian-man-near-batu-caves.html' title='An Impolite (Indian) Man Near Batu Caves'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5Ca0VCNb6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/BObQZUhf0W8/s72-c/81715677.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-876375827570438438</id><published>2009-09-12T09:03:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T13:06:43.789+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5CfZ1m8bpI/AAAAAAAAAWA/YdTEl0ZNRUk/s1600-h/bye+bye.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5CfZ1m8bpI/AAAAAAAAAWA/YdTEl0ZNRUk/s400/bye+bye.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445027215726898834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in Singapore makes me able to reflect a lot about *him*. After deciding to be nice to him, I know that I have made the right decision to let him go from my life. Yeah, he thinks that everything will the same anymore, just like the first time we met, when I was deeply in love with him. He keeps insisting me that we should be together again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, don't you remember how you have my heart torn apart several months ago and now you act just like nothing has happened??? Oh my GOD !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-876375827570438438?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/876375827570438438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=876375827570438438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/876375827570438438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/876375827570438438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sorry-goodbye.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry Goodbye'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/S5CfZ1m8bpI/AAAAAAAAAWA/YdTEl0ZNRUk/s72-c/bye+bye.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-4739649533386326829</id><published>2009-09-11T23:44:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:51:18.366+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Proud To Be Born Indonesian</title><content type='html'>Hujan emas di negeri orang, lebih enak hujan batu di negeri sendiri. Pepatah ini ternyata ada benarnya juga. After spending five days in Singapore, I now realize how lucky I am to be born Indonesian.  There are several positive points I have learned from this country, like their transportation system : MRT, LRT and also the bus. To be continued, I'm sleepy now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-4739649533386326829?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/4739649533386326829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=4739649533386326829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4739649533386326829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4739649533386326829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-proud-to-be-born-indonesian.html' title='I&apos;m Proud To Be Born Indonesian'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-8909082449799490784</id><published>2009-09-07T16:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:07:07.082+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore, here I come...</title><content type='html'>Well, I have just arrived safely at Changi airport to begin my first time become a backpacker. I'll tell you later about my time here. Ciao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-8909082449799490784?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/8909082449799490784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=8909082449799490784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8909082449799490784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8909082449799490784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/09/singapore-here-i-come.html' title='Singapore, here I come...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-6283225030567525248</id><published>2009-09-05T22:40:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:19:24.518+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Rendez-vous Aveugle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SqKPE_CEM9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/0-bT5x8lSZw/s1600-h/blind+date.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SqKPE_CEM9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/0-bT5x8lSZw/s400/blind+date.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378018220836139986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je n'aime pas du tout le rendez-vous aveugle. Je pense que c'est bizzare de rencontre quelqu'un etrangere et avoir le rendez-vous avec lui (ou elle). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors, je ne sais pas pourquoi j'acceptais l'invitation pour ce rendez-vous hier soir, avec un homme qui est l'ami du mari de mon amie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le lendemain, on parlait au telephone, pour quelque heures. Il y avait beaucoup de parler, par example la religion, mon travail, son histoire d'amour, etc..etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah oui, c'etait super de parler avec lui, surtout, j'aime bien d'ettendre sa voix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et apres, il m'a demande pour avoir le rencontre a Vendredi soir au centre commercial pres de ma maison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors, je l'ai repondu, 'Pourquoi pas?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'etais en retard parce qu'il y avait des emboutaillages et je dois aller chez moi d'abord pour changer mes vetements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au debut, j'etais surpris de le voir. C'est parce que je n'avais pas encore voir sa photo alors je n'avais pas l'imagination de sa visage. Il est plus haut que moi, son peau est brune et il est en forme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On est alle au cine, on a vu le film 'Merah Putih' parce qu'il n'y a pas un meillure film la-bas. Et apres, on a mange au resto pres de ma maison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On n'a pas parle beaucoup parce que j'etais tres timide et je ne savais pas ce que je dois dire a lui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-6283225030567525248?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/6283225030567525248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=6283225030567525248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6283225030567525248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6283225030567525248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/09/un-rendez-vous-aveugle.html' title='Un Rendez-vous Aveugle'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SqKPE_CEM9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/0-bT5x8lSZw/s72-c/blind+date.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-859239203734984363</id><published>2009-08-26T18:11:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:26:42.952+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Oh Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb3ylTk_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pcYTcgVNXdo/s1600-h/ATT00298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb3ylTk_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pcYTcgVNXdo/s400/ATT00298.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374232375621555186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb3bJ4_4I/AAAAAAAAAPc/qMwh90QnSeI/s1600-h/ATT00295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb3bJ4_4I/AAAAAAAAAPc/qMwh90QnSeI/s400/ATT00295.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374232369332551554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb3Kaf7sI/AAAAAAAAAPU/1fUy2o085xk/s1600-h/ATT00292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb3Kaf7sI/AAAAAAAAAPU/1fUy2o085xk/s400/ATT00292.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374232364838809282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb2gl4Z2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/1WXlRvye6rI/s1600-h/ATT00289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb2gl4Z2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/1WXlRvye6rI/s400/ATT00289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374232353612261218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb2HwkXmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/D7V9TBDDQeY/s1600-h/ATT00286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb2HwkXmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/D7V9TBDDQeY/s400/ATT00286.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374232346946199138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-859239203734984363?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/859239203734984363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=859239203734984363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/859239203734984363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/859239203734984363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/08/facebook-oh-facebook.html' title='Facebook Oh Facebook'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SpUb3ylTk_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pcYTcgVNXdo/s72-c/ATT00298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2792708022987572829</id><published>2009-08-26T14:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T14:29:03.653+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enfin, Urus Perpanjangan Paspor</title><content type='html'>Setelah sempat gagal minggu lalu, Senin (03/08/09)-nya, gue pergi lagi ke Imigrasi Jakarta Barat. Belajar dari pengalaman kemarin, kali ini, gue turun di Halte Glodok supaya gak capek pas naik tangga di Halte Pasar Pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di sana, gue langsung ke loket formulir. Letaknya di luar gedung, dekat tempat fotokopi. Dengan nyiapin goceng, kita udah dapat formulir, map dan sampul paspor. Oh yah, jangan lupa bawa materai enam ribu dari rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu masuk gedung, langsung aja belok kanan. Mintain formulir pembuatan paspor sama petugas yang ada di sana. Terus isi deh formulir itu. Habis itu, siapin semua berkas fotokopi yang dibawa dari rumah (KTP, kartu keluarga, akte kelahiran, surat nikah, paspor lama (kasih aja orang fotokopi di sana, mereka udah tahu halaman mana aja yang harus dikopi), surat rekomendasi dari kantor atau sekolah serta paspor lama yang asli).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu, baru deh ke petugas yang duduk di meja paling kanan untuk nunjukin semua berkas itu. Kalau oke, kita bakal dikasih nomor antrian. Kalau enggak, si petugas akan ngasih tahu apa aja yang kurang. Cepat-cepat dilengkapi dan minta untuk diperiksa lagi supaya dapat nomor antrian. For your information, sebaiknya ke sana sebelum jam 12, karena sesudah jam itu, kita gak bakal dapat nomor antrian dan harus kembali lagi keesokan harinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu nomor dipanggil, tunjukin nomor antrian kita dan kasih semua berkas ke petugas. Kita akan dikasih kertas panggilan untuk wawancara dua hari kemudian. Jangan lupa siapkan semua berkas asli untuk ditunjukin pas wawancara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Rabu-nya (05/08/09), gue ijin setengah hari untuk wawancara jam 14.00 WIB. Langsung datangin loket yang kemarin untuk ngasih kertas panggilan wawancara. Habis itu, tinggal nunggu nama kita dipanggil untuk dapatin map berkas kita yang kemarin. Langsung deh kasih berkas itu loket kasir untuk menunggu giliran pembayaran. Biayanya cuma Rp. 270.000,00, dengan perincian paspor 200 ribu, foto 55 ribu dan sidik jari 15 ribu. Setelah itu, baru deh bisa foto dan buat sidik jari.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untung aja proses wawancara gue gak terlalu ribet. Mungkin gara-gara dia tahu kalau gue itu anak buah Pak IB. "Bos kamu itu orangnya low profile," begitu pujinya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya, dia agak-agak ganjen and I mean it. Baru aja gue duduk, langsung dibrondong pertanyaan ‘Yoyok mana?’. Udah githu, pas tahu gue tinggal di Jeruk Manis, dia ngomong, “Oh, tinggal di Jeruk Manis? Pantesan kamu manis.’ *capcay deh mode on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai tanda tangan paspor, gue datangin loket pengambilan paspor untuk nyari tahu kapan paspor selesai. Katanya setelah enam hari kerja, yang artinya baru jadi tanggal 13 Agustus 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya, gue gak bisa datang pas tanggal 13-nya. Bisanya pas tanggal 14. Tunjukin resi pembayaran di loket pengambilan paspor, tunggu nama dipanggil, baru deh paspor kita terima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Berdasarkan pengalaman gue, sebenarnya gak ribet-ribet amat tuh ngurus paspor sendiri. Emang sih agak BT juga, pas nunggu giliran dipanggil untuk ngasih semua berkas kita, tapi nikmatin aja, daripada kita memakai jasa calo dan memperbanyak pundi-pundi kantong mereka. Buat gue pribadi, buat paspor sendiri itu lebih berkesan yah, soalnya ada ‘nilai-nilai’ perjuangannya dari kita pribadi. But the choice is totally yours…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2792708022987572829?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2792708022987572829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2792708022987572829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2792708022987572829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2792708022987572829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/08/enfin-urus-perpanjangan-paspor.html' title='Enfin, Urus Perpanjangan Paspor'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-5112514068358848347</id><published>2009-08-01T02:53:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:44:52.063+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andai Dia Tahu</title><content type='html'>Bilakah dia tahu, apa yang t'lah terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Semenjak hari itu, hati ini miliknya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah dia jatuh hati, seperti apa yang kurasa&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah dia jatuh cinta, seperti apa yang kudamba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SnNMNyK6VnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6EVEdgJwwWs/s1600-h/sb10067576h-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SnNMNyK6VnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6EVEdgJwwWs/s320/sb10067576h-002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364715380817942130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilakah dia mengerti apa yang t'lah terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Hasratku tak tertahan 'tuk dapatkan dirinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah dia jatuh hati, seperti apa yang kurasa&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah dia jatuh cinta, seperti apa yang kudamba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan yakinkan dia 'tuk jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;Hanya untukku, andai dia tahu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-5112514068358848347?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/5112514068358848347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=5112514068358848347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5112514068358848347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5112514068358848347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/08/bilakah-dia-tahu-apa-yang-tlah-terjadi.html' title='Andai Dia Tahu'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SnNMNyK6VnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6EVEdgJwwWs/s72-c/sb10067576h-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7746852613668888524</id><published>2009-07-30T18:09:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:15:43.685+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi familia'/><title type='text'>Mi Una Sola Sobrina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SnGOieKHF3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/hIIytHJfzAk/s1600-h/kathleen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SnGOieKHF3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/hIIytHJfzAk/s400/kathleen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364225354037139314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Espanol :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tengo una sola sobrina. Se llama Kathleen. Tiene 11 meses. Como los otros bebes, ella es pequena y linda. Su piel es blanca. Tiene solo cinco dientes y el pelo marron, pero ella es Indonesia. A mi, me gusta jugar con ella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Francais :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Je n'ai que une niece. Elle s'appelle Kathleen. Elle a 11 mois. Comme les autres bebes, elle est petite et mignone. Son peau est blanch. Elle n'a' que cinq dents et les cheveux marron, malgre qu'elle est Indonesienne. J'aime bien jouer avec elle. Voila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7746852613668888524?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7746852613668888524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7746852613668888524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7746852613668888524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7746852613668888524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/07/mi-una-sola-sobrina.html' title='Mi Una Sola Sobrina'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SnGOieKHF3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/hIIytHJfzAk/s72-c/kathleen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-5041134931935503881</id><published>2009-06-18T00:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:34:36.969+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is He The One ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SjkottLJlDI/AAAAAAAAANs/eBPuCJ7aREQ/s1600-h/wondering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SjkottLJlDI/AAAAAAAAANs/eBPuCJ7aREQ/s400/wondering.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348350798164759602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The failure I had recently gives me a new point of view about having a relationship with someone. A lot of things I had ignored and now I realize that I had made the wrong decision, but it doesn't make me feeling guilty anymore. The reason is I now understand about having someone who is for you and I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, this experience, the thing I had been through lately, makes me think clearly about choosing the right person, about knowing exactly that he or she fits enough to fulfill our days. To be honest, I did a lot of mistakes by ignoring several advices I have had and I have head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are :&lt;br /&gt;1. Choosing someone who has the same faith with (Let us be honest, faith and believe are things that we are raised with and we live in for the entire of our lives. Beside, we all believe, whoever GOD whom you worship, HE has prepared someone for everyone in HIS time). Just like Priest Yohan Lumoindong has said, "You want to have someone to share the rest of your life, just ask HIM who is The Creator, you don't have to look for yourselves in shopping centre or clubbing place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Having someone special who can be your very best friend. That is the important value that I search now in my potential future husband. I believe that an healthy relationship is based on how the couple find the chemistry between them, to help them understanding each other's presence and feeling comfort together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Parents' agreement because I now believe it holds important role in building a relationship with someone. Well, maybe, they don't always know what the best thing for our lives but our parents are blessed with the right sense to know the best thing for their children. I got this good advice from Lena, one of my close friend. Yeah, you are right, Len and I should confess that my mom has had bad sign with this guy on the first day she met him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Balance. My cousin once said that it will be difficult to be with someone who has different background with us. It affects a lot on how the couple share their thoughts because they have different values and different point of views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last but it's not the least, one of my friend once blamed me : YOU HAVE BROKEN TWO RULES IN DATING. You're dating someone who is your co-worker and he's also not trully avaible. Yeah, I was stupid that time but I have changed a lot now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-5041134931935503881?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/5041134931935503881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=5041134931935503881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5041134931935503881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5041134931935503881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-he-one.html' title='Is He The One ?'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SjkottLJlDI/AAAAAAAAANs/eBPuCJ7aREQ/s72-c/wondering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-8935105222369857698</id><published>2009-06-17T16:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:23:13.199+07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'amitié</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sji18jLx82I/AAAAAAAAANc/ZKWUHu2uq7s/s1600-h/l%27amitie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sji18jLx82I/AAAAAAAAANc/ZKWUHu2uq7s/s400/l%27amitie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348224609343894370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est des yeux qui pleurent quand on est triste, des oreilles qui écoutent tout, la langue qui finit ce qu'on voudrais dire, le coeur qui donne des rythmes dans notre vie et aussi les bras qui nous embrassent quand on n'a pas le courage en face des difficultés.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-8935105222369857698?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/8935105222369857698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=8935105222369857698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8935105222369857698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8935105222369857698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/06/lamitie.html' title='L&apos;amitié'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sji18jLx82I/AAAAAAAAANc/ZKWUHu2uq7s/s72-c/l%27amitie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-430667540567770244</id><published>2009-06-16T23:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:43:38.782+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapus Aku...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SjfLoa1bJrI/AAAAAAAAANU/O7XH_Q-RFII/s1600-h/hapus_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SjfLoa1bJrI/AAAAAAAAANU/O7XH_Q-RFII/s400/hapus_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347966977784358578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kutuliskan kesedihan&lt;br /&gt;Semua tak bisa kau ungkapkan&lt;br /&gt;Dan kita kan bicara dengan hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buang semua puisi&lt;br /&gt;Antara kita berdua&lt;br /&gt;Kau bunuh dia sesuatu&lt;br /&gt;Yang kusebut itu cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reff:&lt;br /&gt;Yakinkan aku Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;Dia bukan milikku&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan waktu, waktu&lt;br /&gt;Hapus aku…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadarkan aku Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;Dia bukan milikku&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan waktu, waktu&lt;br /&gt;Hapus aku…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-430667540567770244?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/430667540567770244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=430667540567770244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/430667540567770244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/430667540567770244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/06/hapus-aku.html' title='Hapus Aku...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SjfLoa1bJrI/AAAAAAAAANU/O7XH_Q-RFII/s72-c/hapus_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7390817478261006205</id><published>2009-04-16T20:23:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:24:19.740+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gue Pengen Kursus Bahasa Spanyol Lagi !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sec_gu4RNgI/AAAAAAAAANE/ojCy1wbSlQ8/s1600-h/cute+spain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sec_gu4RNgI/AAAAAAAAANE/ojCy1wbSlQ8/s320/cute+spain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325294915961304578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dipikir-pikir, hampir lima bulan gue vakum dari dunia per-kursus-an. Awalnya, gara-gara gue memilih liputan ketimbang ikut ujian akhir di CCF, 3 hari sebelum papa terkena stroke. Papa kemudian dipanggil Tuhan sehingga mana sempat gue ngurusin ujian susulan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas datang lagi ke CCF, awal Desember 2008, udah mulai tahun ajaran baru. Buat gue sih, no problem kalau harus ngulang kelas yang sama, malah waktu itu, gue malah niat mau turun kelas, hehehe, tapi gue ngerasa sayang kalau harus bayar full, jika gue bisa bayar lebih murah lewat profesi kewartawanan gue. Jadinya yah, gue pikir nanti aja deh, pas musim pendaftaran berikutnya di bulan Februari 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak tahunya, musibah kembali datang. Gue jatuh dari tangga dan harus memakai gips. Yah sudah, gak mungkinlah dalam kondisi kaki seperti itu gue memaksakan diri ikutan kursus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masuk bulan April ini, kaki gue udah mulai mendingan. Meskipun belum sempat check up ke dokter, tapi, so far, kaki gue bisa dibawa jalan, meskipun masih suka ngerasa capek kalau banyak jalan. Jadinya gue pikir gak ada salahnya untuk kembali kursus. Nah, muncul dilema baru di batin gue, 'Enaknya ngambil kursus apa yah?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soalnya, sebelum kejadian Anyer itu, gue emang udah niat mau kursus bahasa Spanyol. Pertimbangannya, gue cuma sempat belajar bahasa itu selama 3 bulan, jadi kok kesannya nanggung githu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah githu, secara lokasi, Aula Cervantes itu lebih dekat dari rumah gue, secara letaknya di Kampus Trisakti, Grogol, jadi lebih hemat ongkos dan waktu. Yah udah, akhirnya gue mantapkan diri untuk ngambil kursus bahasa itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godaan kembali muncul siang tadi, 'Kenapa juga gak kursus bahasa Italia?'. Tapi, lagi-lagi karena pertimbangan jarak, Spanyol tetap menjadi pemenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biaya kursusnya per tiga bulan Rp 800.000,-, lebih murah seratus ribu dari waktu gue kursus di PPB UI, tiga tahun silam. Udah githu, gue yakin banget kalau apa yang gue dapat di situ, pasti udah banyak yang nguap dari otak gue. Jadinya, mau gak mau, gue harus ngulang lagi dari awal. But, it's okay kok buat gue. Nah, sekarang yang gue butuhin cuma kesabaran. Soalnya, kursusnya baru akan dimulai bulan Juni 2009 mendatang. Hasta pronto !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7390817478261006205?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7390817478261006205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7390817478261006205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7390817478261006205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7390817478261006205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/04/gue-pengen-kursus-bahasa-spanyol-lagi.html' title='Gue Pengen Kursus Bahasa Spanyol Lagi !!!'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sec_gu4RNgI/AAAAAAAAANE/ojCy1wbSlQ8/s72-c/cute+spain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7020850117898975546</id><published>2009-04-13T21:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:03:56.365+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Abang (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SeNUOV3mkcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lfFqwQf34wc/s1600-h/love+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SeNUOV3mkcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lfFqwQf34wc/s400/love+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324191789847318978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana..&lt;br /&gt;dengan kata yang tak sempat diucapkan&lt;br /&gt;kayu kepada api yang menjadikannya abu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana..&lt;br /&gt;dengan isyarat yang tak sempat disampaikan&lt;br /&gt;awan kepada hujan yang menjadikannya tiada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a great poem from Sapardi Djoko Damono -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7020850117898975546?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7020850117898975546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7020850117898975546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7020850117898975546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7020850117898975546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-abang-2.html' title='Dear Abang (2)'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SeNUOV3mkcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lfFqwQf34wc/s72-c/love+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7339245096495862725</id><published>2009-03-31T15:12:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:14:22.498+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Abang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SdHQr3uae9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/jeCcBfwUPbA/s1600-h/82562821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SdHQr3uae9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/jeCcBfwUPbA/s400/82562821.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319262087012842450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je voudrais la connaître&lt;br /&gt;Savoir comment elle est&lt;br /&gt;Est-elle ou non bien faite&lt;br /&gt;Est-elle jolie, je voudrais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh je voudrais la voir&lt;br /&gt;Longtemps la regarder&lt;br /&gt;Connaître son histoire&lt;br /&gt;Et son décor et son passé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est étrange peut-être&lt;br /&gt;Cette curiosité&lt;br /&gt;Voir enfin pour admettre&lt;br /&gt;Et pour ne plus imaginer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh je voudrais comprendre&lt;br /&gt;Même si ça me casse&lt;br /&gt;Puisqu'elle a pu te prendre&lt;br /&gt;Puisqu'elle a pris ma place &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est peut-être normal&lt;br /&gt;C'est fou comme ça m'attire&lt;br /&gt;Cette envie d'avoir mal&lt;br /&gt;Oh jusqu'au bout, jusqu'à mourir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh je voudrais tout savoir&lt;br /&gt;Et son âge et sa peau&lt;br /&gt;Tout ce qui nous sépare&lt;br /&gt;Et nous ressemble, c'est idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et te surprendre avec elle&lt;br /&gt;Quand t'es drôle quand t'es doux&lt;br /&gt;T'écouter lui promettre&lt;br /&gt;Et quand tu lui parles de nous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je veux te voir encore&lt;br /&gt;T'observer dans la glace&lt;br /&gt;Et quand tu l'embrasses&lt;br /&gt;Rentrer ton ventre, oh matador &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je veux vos corps à corps&lt;br /&gt;Tous ces gestes oubliés&lt;br /&gt;Te retrouver encore&lt;br /&gt;Tel que je t'avais tant aimé&lt;br /&gt;Dans ce froid dans ces cendres&lt;br /&gt;Je voudrais rester là&lt;br /&gt;Juste voir et comprendre&lt;br /&gt;Tout ce que je ne suis pas&lt;br /&gt;Oh.....&lt;br /&gt;Ce que je ne suis pas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7339245096495862725?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7339245096495862725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7339245096495862725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7339245096495862725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7339245096495862725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-abang.html' title='Dear Abang'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SdHQr3uae9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/jeCcBfwUPbA/s72-c/82562821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-928646195173106113</id><published>2009-03-30T14:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:44:06.200+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Vs Persembahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SdB4PTFnENI/AAAAAAAAAMs/VvKW0jLowbc/s1600-h/200215866-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SdB4PTFnENI/AAAAAAAAAMs/VvKW0jLowbc/s320/200215866-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318883364141732050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebuah cerita dari ‘Kumpulan Ilustrasi untuk Sekolah Minggu’ membuat aku tertarik untuk menulis blog tentang persembahan hari ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya, seorang nenek memberikan sejumlah uang logam yang masih baru kepada cucunya. Tak lama, sang cucu memisahkan uang-uang logam tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini untuk Yesus, ini untuk ibu, ini untuk ayah, begitu seterusnya, sampai akhirnya tinggal satu uang logam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uang ini untuk Yesus,” begitu kata sang cucu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendengar itu, sang ibu bertanya, “Bukankah tadi kamu telah memberikan untuk Yesus?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya ibu, uang yang pertama tadi adalah milik Yesus sendiri. Sedangkan yang satu ini adalah persembahanku kepadaNya,” begitu jawabnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the point ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai orang Kristen, tentunya kita mengenal istilah ‘persembahan persepuluhan’ yang jumlahnya 10 % dari total penghasilan yang kita terima. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari kacamata duniawi, jumlah segitu mungkin terbilang besar, apalagi kalau mengingat susahnya kehidupan jaman sekarang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalau dipikir-pikir, jumlah segitu gak seberapa. Istilahnya, Tuhan udah ngasih gue berkat, masa sih gue gak mau ngasih sepuluh persennya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang cucu dalam ilustrasi di atas, seolah udah paham tentang makna memberi untuk Tuhan. “Uang yang pertama tadi adalah milik Yesus sendiri. Sedangkan yang satu ini adalah persembahanku kepadaNya,” begitu tandasnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penegasan ‘milik Yesus sendiri’ menunjukkan bahwa ia sudah punya kesadaran bahwa dari segala harta yang ia miliki, sebagian adalah milik DIA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepuluh persen dari penghasilan kita itu memang milik Tuhan. Tapi terkadang, kita bermain hitung-hitungan dalam mengembalikan kepunyaanNya tersebut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seberapa banyak sih dari kita yang benar-benar memberikan sepuluh persen penghasilannya kepada DIA? I’m not trying to be judge, I’m just saying the truth. Sadly, not many people do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-928646195173106113?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/928646195173106113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=928646195173106113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/928646195173106113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/928646195173106113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-vs-persembahan.html' title='Me Vs Persembahan'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SdB4PTFnENI/AAAAAAAAAMs/VvKW0jLowbc/s72-c/200215866-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-565304090648312969</id><published>2009-03-24T07:58:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:37:28.870+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for fun'/><title type='text'>Burung Bapak Kepala Desa</title><content type='html'>Seorang Kepala Desa memiliki hobi memelihara burung. Suatu pagi, burung kesayangannya hilang. Wah, marah sekali dia. Pak KaDes membawa masalah itu dalam pertemuan mingguan di desanya. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ka Des : "Siapa di sini yang punya burung ? " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segera, seluruh laki-laki yang hadir angkat tangan. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kaget, pak KaDes mengoreksi : "Bukan, maksud saya adalah siapa yang pernah lihat burung ?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seluruh perempuan yang hadir angkat tangan. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dengan muka merah padam pak KaDes menyambung,  "Maaf, bukan itu maksud saya. Maksud saya, siapa di antara kalian yang pernah lihat burung yang bukan milik sendiri ?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separuh perempuan yang hadir angkat tangan. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Muka pak KaDes makin merah. Gugup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maaf sekali lagi, bukan ke arah itu pertanyaan saya. Maksud saya, siapa yang pernah lihat burung saya ? " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sontak, isteri pak KaDes angkat tangan, disusul lima perempuan lain dengan malu-malu. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Muka bu KaDes merah padam . . . . . &lt;br /&gt;Muka pak KaDes merah legam . . . . . &lt;br /&gt;Semua yang hadir tegang . . . . . . &lt;br /&gt;Pak KaDes melarikan diri . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScoMCZYjMpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/T0gtYb1b4-c/s1600-h/reunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScoMCZYjMpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/T0gtYb1b4-c/s320/reunion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317075545377419922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-565304090648312969?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/565304090648312969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=565304090648312969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/565304090648312969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/565304090648312969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/03/burung-bapak-kepala-desa.html' title='Burung Bapak Kepala Desa'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScoMCZYjMpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/T0gtYb1b4-c/s72-c/reunion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-5556197785973740507</id><published>2009-03-17T19:18:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:41:19.498+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toi et moi'/><title type='text'>Sumpah, Gue Bingung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScC9WF1HqRI/AAAAAAAAALs/AzaDLlf516Y/s1600-h/75939912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScC9WF1HqRI/AAAAAAAAALs/AzaDLlf516Y/s400/75939912.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314455747516934418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak kejadian hari itu, semuanya emang berubah. Memang sih, secara officially, kita belum sepakat untuk mengakhiri apa yang pernah kita mulai. Tapi, terus terang, semuanya udah tidak sama lagi. Masalahnya, gue kini merasa ada jarak tak terlihat di antara kita berdua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur, kalau ditanya, gue emang masih cinta dia. Begitu juga dengan dia. Sampai-sampai, tadi siang, ketika kita lagi lunch bareng, dia sempat-sempatnya nanya, 'Kamu masih cinta gak sama Abang?'. Iya, Bang. Sampai sekarang pun, kamu masih memiliki hati aku. Tentu saja kalimat yang terakhir hanya aku simpan dalam hati. Bisa-bisa tambah GR deh dia, hahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai sejauh ini, udah banyak banget nasehat yang gue dapat dari teman-teman gue. Intinya, semuanya nyuruh gue untuk let him go. Gak ada masa depan dari hubungan kita berdua. Karena catat yah, kita berdua punya keyakinan yang berbeda. Ada lagi faktor 'X' dari dia yang bikin masalah tambah runyam. Gak heran, kalau banyak orang yang bilang gue terlalu nekad, untuk menjalin cinta dengan Abang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendekat ke dia, salah. Menjauhi dia juga salah. Semua serba salah. Selama ini, gue udah terbiasa bersama dia, udah terbiasa melihat senyumnya, terbiasa mencubit hidungnya, terbiasa melihat dia nge-dumel kalau moodnya lagi gak bagus, terbiasa dengan cara makannya yang berisik, pokoknya masih banyak deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah, sampai kapan ini akan terus berlanjut. Benar kata Iwan, marketing baru di kantor gue, 'Semakin ditahan perasaan, malah semakin rindu. Mending jalani saja seperti biasa, tapi coba mulai posisikan diri dia sebagai seorang teman.' Hmmm, good idea. I'll try to do these things now. Wish me luck then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-5556197785973740507?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/5556197785973740507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=5556197785973740507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5556197785973740507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5556197785973740507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/03/sumpah-gue-bingung.html' title='Sumpah, Gue Bingung'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScC9WF1HqRI/AAAAAAAAALs/AzaDLlf516Y/s72-c/75939912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-6534197167354319162</id><published>2009-03-13T16:41:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:07:06.095+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belum Saatnya Pulang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sb-duT7a9XI/AAAAAAAAALU/d5jLglCee1w/s1600-h/coming+home+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sb-duT7a9XI/AAAAAAAAALU/d5jLglCee1w/s400/coming+home+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314139504269522290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada seorang Penginjil yang pergi menginjil ke Afrika. Istri dan anaknya mati di sana. Ketika ia pulang ke Amerika, pesawat yang ia tumpangi transit di suatu negara. Bertepatan dengan itu, naiklah rombongan tim olimpiade yang menang dan membawa pulang banyak medali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka sangat bersukacita dan merayakan kemenangan mereka di dalam pesawat tersebut. Sang penginjil hanya bisa menonton, "Oh, hebat sekali. Mereka ini adalah pahlawan-pahlawan. Mereka diperlakukan sangat istimewa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewaktu mendarat dan akan turun di Los Angeles, sang penginjil memandang ke arah jendela pesawat dan melihat bentangan karpet merah. Ia melihat barisan marching band, sejumlah orang memainkan terompet, melakukan tari-tarian, memegang umbul-umbul selamat datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewaktu mereka turun, suasana diwarnai sorak-sorai, gegap gempita. Setiap anggota tim Olimpiade mendapat kalungan bunga serta ciuman manis. Luar biasa ! Penginjil ini merasa terharu, terpana serta kagum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah semua tim Olimpiade selesai turun, barulah sang Penginjil ini turun dari pesawat. Sewaktu ia turun, ia merasakan kesunyian yang sangat. Tidak ada seorang pun yang menyambutnya. Tidak Gembala Sidang, tidak Ketua Majelis dan tidak juga para jemaat. Sepertinya tidak ada yang mempedulikan dia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melihat kenyataan ini, sang Penginjil yang awalnya tak berniat melancarkan protes, akhirnya berkata seperti ini, "Kenapa saya ada dalam kondisi ini, Tuhan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia lalu menengadah langit dan berkata, "Tuhan, saya rasa ini semua tidak fair. Lihat tim Olimpiade tadi. Mereka memang pahlawan, mereka membawa medali dan mereka disambut meriah. Tapi istri dan anakku mati di ladang misi dan saya pulang tidak ada yang menjemput saya. Saya rasa ini tidak fair, Tuhan. Saya kan Warga Negara Amerika juga."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan pun berbisik langsung di telinganya, "AnakKu, mereka disambut karena mereka sudah pulang. Tapi kamu belum pulang anakKu. Kamu belum pulang, kamu hanya transit&lt;br /&gt;di Amerika. Kamu akan pulang ke Sorga, di sana rumahmu. Dan waktu kamu pulang nanti, aku akan mengadakan penyambutan lebih dari seribu kali dari ini. Kamu tidak disambut di sini karena ini bukan rumahmu dan waktu kamu pulang, kamu pulang ke rumahmu. Istri dan anakmu bukan mati untuk orang Amerika. Mereka mati untuk KerajaanKu, anakKu. Waktu kamu pulang, seluruh malaikat akan menyambut kamu. Bahkan, istri dan anakmu akan berdiri dan mengalungkan bunga untuk kamu. Sekarang mereka sudah ada dengan aku."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-6534197167354319162?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/6534197167354319162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=6534197167354319162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6534197167354319162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6534197167354319162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/03/belum-pulang.html' title='Belum Saatnya Pulang'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sb-duT7a9XI/AAAAAAAAALU/d5jLglCee1w/s72-c/coming+home+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-8538664225539739224</id><published>2009-02-25T08:44:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T02:48:01.977+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Seekor Burung Kecil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SajYhRYE74I/AAAAAAAAALM/Wgr_sTtMhTA/s1600-h/GA10427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SajYhRYE74I/AAAAAAAAALM/Wgr_sTtMhTA/s400/GA10427.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307730226967801730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burung kecil itu kini tengah bimbang. Separuh jiwanya ingin terus bersama teman baru yang baru saja ia temui. Namun, separuh jiwanya yang lain tak ingin demikian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukannya ia tak mau membangun sarang bersamanya. Namun, sejauh ini mereka mengepakkan sayap bersama, mereka masih juga belum sepakat tentang suatu hal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burung kecil itu merasa sedih. Bila ia memilih menetap bersamanya, ia tidak bisa lagi bernyanyi. Padahal, ia terlahir sebagai burung penyanyi. Bila bahagia, ia pasti berdendang. Demikian pula bila ia tengah bersusah hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aku gak bisa,” ungkap sang burung kecil, sembari menitikkan air matanya. Namun, teman barunya itu ternyata tetap tak bergeming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burung kecil itu tahu kalau ia harus bergegas mengepakkan sayapnya, supaya menjauhi teman barunya tersebut. Tapi ia ternyata masih belum bisa melakukan hal itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah lama ia tidak menemukan teman perjalanan yang menyenangkan seperti dirinya. Sebelumnya, justru ia yang memilih untuk tidak lagi mengepakkan sayap bersama teman-teman perjalanan yang pernah ia temui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aku masih ingin terbang bebas,” begitu kilahnya, saat teman perjalanan pertamanya meminta burung kecil itu membangun sarang bersama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukannya ia tak mau melakukan itu, hanya saja waktunya belum tepat. Ia masih terlalu muda karena baru mulai bisa mengepakkan sayapnya ke atas langit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan, ketika teman perjalanan pertamanya memohon untuk terbang lagi bersamanya, burung kecil itu masih memberikan alasan yang sama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal, ia sebenarnya ingin sekali terbang lagi bersamanya, tapi burung kecil itu tak berani bicara terus terang, tentang bagaimana cara mereka kini harus terbang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burung kecil itu kembali terbang dan bertemu teman perjalanan yang lain. Sayangnya, teman-temannya banyak yang menentang karena dia berbeda jenis dari mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kamu jangan lagi terbang bersamanya. Dia tipe burung pemangsa dan kamu bisa dipatuk olehnya,” itu nasehat yang ia peroleh dari salah satu teman, yang sudah ia anggap sebagai mamanya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun merasa penasaran, namun, burung kecil mencoba menuruti nasehat mereka. Saat burung pemangsa itu mengajaknya terbang lagi, ia memberikan beribu alasan supaya mereka tidak lagi bersama. Nyatanya, teman itu benar. Burung pemangsa memang tak mungkin bisa bersama dengan burung kecil sepertinya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demikianlah burung kecil kembali melanjutkan kepak sayapnya dan akhirnya bertemu dengan teman barunya, seperti yang ada di awal tulisan ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-8538664225539739224?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/8538664225539739224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=8538664225539739224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8538664225539739224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8538664225539739224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/02/kisah-seorang-burung-kecil.html' title='Kisah Seekor Burung Kecil'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SajYhRYE74I/AAAAAAAAALM/Wgr_sTtMhTA/s72-c/GA10427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-4267575737060324910</id><published>2009-01-19T06:47:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:29:39.269+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia Hanya Sejauh Doa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScC-_bRtc1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/-j37Vn_A5FI/s1600-h/200533355-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScC-_bRtc1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/-j37Vn_A5FI/s320/200533355-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314457557160260434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'bab tangan Tuhan tak kurang panjang untuk menolong dan telinganya tak kurang panjang untuk mendengar. Ayat Alkitab inilah yang sepertinya ingin diungkapkan dalam lagu berjudul 'Dia Hanya Sejauh Doa'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, Tuhan itu memang hanya sejauh doa saja. Tapi sayangnya, sampai sekarang kita masih sering malas bertekun dalam doa. Gak usah jauh-jauh, terus-terang, belakangan ini, aku memang sedang kendor beribadah. Ditambah kondisi kakiku yang tengah digips membuat aku tidak bisa pergi ke gereja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak tahu kenapa, dua hari yang lalu, aku mendapat bisikan aneh, yang gak usahlah aku jelaskan seperti apa. Bisikan itu begitu kuat, membuat aku langsung terbangun dan keheranan. *Kok bisa?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya aku berdoa dan bertanya, "Tuhan Yesus, kok bisa-bisanya bisikan ini muncul dalam mimpiku? Tuhan tolong berikan aku kekuatan." Setelah itu, aku kembali tertidur dan luar biasa, bisikan yang tadi itu kembali muncul, tapi dengan volume yang jauh lebih kecil sehingga tidak membuat aku kembali terusik. Aku menjadi tenang karena Tuhan telah menjagaiku malam itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorongan untuk berdoa kembali muncul tadi malam. Ini semua lantaran ribetnya persoalan yang tengah gue hadapi dengan si abang. Teman-teman yang tahu soal problem kami aja udah pusing duluan, apalagi gue yang harus menghadapi masalah-masalah tersebut. Gak tahunya, gue disuruh bawa itu dalam doa. Ajaib, hati gue mendadak tenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepertinya, gue memang harus sering-sering berdoa supaya iman gue tidak pernah luntur kepada DIA yang sudah mengorbankan nyawaNYA kepadaku. Ada amin kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-4267575737060324910?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/4267575737060324910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=4267575737060324910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4267575737060324910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4267575737060324910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/01/dia-hanya-sejauh-doa.html' title='Dia Hanya Sejauh Doa'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScC-_bRtc1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/-j37Vn_A5FI/s72-c/200533355-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-187834783285723133</id><published>2009-01-18T06:08:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:38:38.343+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabtu Yang Indah</title><content type='html'>Berhubung abang harus liputan hari Sabtu (17/01) kemarin, jadinya, kami gak bisa terlalu intens ngobrol di telepon. Untungnya, datang obat mujarab yang ampuh mengurangi rasa kesepianku. Siapa lagi kalau bukan keluarga besarku di kantor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, siang menjelang sore, mami Agustin a.k.a tante Acep, Ii Hapsari yang mengaku imoet, Siti Asnah alias Mak Erot dan tak lupa Renty 'Doggy Mencong' datang bertandang ke rumahku. Sungguh kebahagiaan yang tak ternilai harganya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami mengobrol banyak kala itu dan yang pastinya topik utama hari itu abang, abang dan abang, hehehe... Si 'Doggy Mencong' masih gak percaya aja tentang aku dan si abang, hehehe. Gue tambah ngakak denger pengakuan Mak Erot yang sempat ribut mencari tahu wujud asli si abang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, berkumpul bersama mereka membuat gue jadi pengen cepat-cepat lagi masuk kantor. Meskipun sebenarnya dalam hati kecil, gue masih enjoy istirahat di rumah, tapi mau gak mau, gue harus muncul hari Rabu (21/01) mendatang mengingat kondisi keuangan gue yang tak menentu sekarang, hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDB83VUmbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/f43TmD6mH4U/s1600-h/200286320-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDB83VUmbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/f43TmD6mH4U/s320/200286320-003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314460811686877618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-187834783285723133?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/187834783285723133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=187834783285723133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/187834783285723133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/187834783285723133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/01/sabtu-yang-indah.html' title='Sabtu Yang Indah'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDB83VUmbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/f43TmD6mH4U/s72-c/200286320-003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7370196884024067912</id><published>2009-01-16T17:50:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:41:50.425+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qui Veut de Moi? Personne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDd8gXaUKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_s2YOdoFnao/s1600-h/76038192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDd8gXaUKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_s2YOdoFnao/s320/76038192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314491591847202978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru aja ngelihat status di msn messenger-nya dia, lelaki Perancis yang gak usahlah disebutkan namanya. "Qui veut de moi? Personne", yang kira-kira artinya "Siapa yang mau sama saya? Tidak seorang pun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau boleh jujur, itu semua total kesalahan dia. Dua tahun lebih gue mencoba bersabar, tapi gue selalu merasa langkah kami jalan di tempat. Gue coba kasih solusi, yang menurut gue *cara benar seorang pria yang gentleman yang ingin serius dengan wanita yang ia cintai*, tapi dia menolak. Gak heran kalau lambat-laun gue jadi ilfil ke dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu gue ceritain ke abang tentang alasan gue udah gak betah sama dia, konflik yang gak pernah ditemukan jalan keluarnya *keengganan dia datang ke Jakarta untuk menemui kedua orangtua gue (waktu itu papa masih hidup)*, abang malah balik bertanya, "Kenapa sih cowok itu kayak githu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang lalu biarlah berlalu, sekarang toh, gue udah menemukan seseorang yang mau datang ke rumah gue, menemui orangtua gue, hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7370196884024067912?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7370196884024067912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7370196884024067912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7370196884024067912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7370196884024067912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/01/qui-veut-de-moi-personne.html' title='Qui Veut de Moi? Personne'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDd8gXaUKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_s2YOdoFnao/s72-c/76038192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-3480829064916834818</id><published>2009-01-14T20:16:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:01:28.853+07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Korintus 6 : 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDGY_zYneI/AAAAAAAAAME/j1JyJeqhzFA/s1600-h/200415121-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDGY_zYneI/AAAAAAAAAME/j1JyJeqhzFA/s320/200415121-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314465693043301858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang tengah gue jalani saat ini dengan Si Abang mengundang berbagai macam reaksi. Maklumlah, kami mempunyai perbedaan yang sangat prinsipal, keyakinan. Sampai-sampai, salah satu rekan guru mamaku tercinta mencoba menasehati. Aku rasa sih, ini semua lantaran curhat mama tentang borunya yang sedang bermain api.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadinya, begitu nyampe di rumah tadi sore, mama ngasih selembar kertas berisi satu ayat Alkitab, 2 Korintus 6 : 14. "Baca, dari ibu Dianne," begitu kata mama. Bukannya bergegas mengambil Alkitab, aku malah menjawab pendek, "Oh!" dan kemudian melanjutkan permainan di komputer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam harinya, selagi asyik bercengkrama di telepon dengan Abang, mama datang menghampiriku di kamar. "Udah kau baca?," cecernya. "Oh itu, janganlah kamu menjadi pasangan yang tidak seimbang, sebab apakah persamaan antara yang gelap dan yang terang?," jawabku, santai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heran dengan jawabanku, mama berucap, "Kok tahu?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah iyalah ma, secara aku nasehatin teman-temanku pake ayat itu, hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-3480829064916834818?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/3480829064916834818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=3480829064916834818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/3480829064916834818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/3480829064916834818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-korintus-6-14.html' title='2 Korintus 6 : 14'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDGY_zYneI/AAAAAAAAAME/j1JyJeqhzFA/s72-c/200415121-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-8377302485152140924</id><published>2009-01-06T23:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:49:06.062+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanya Kamu Yang Bisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDfdEVEXhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bUZOxPHepxA/s1600-h/84906229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDfdEVEXhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bUZOxPHepxA/s400/84906229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314493250768494098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa terasa kau curi hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Dengan berbeda caramu menaklukan hati kecilku&lt;br /&gt;Berjuta rayuan yang pernah ku rasa&lt;br /&gt;Namun tak pernah tersentuh tak ada yang mengesankanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi semua berbeda&lt;br /&gt;Saat kau ada disini&lt;br /&gt;Mempesonakan aku selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kamu yang bisa&lt;br /&gt;Membuat aku jadi tergila-gila&lt;br /&gt;Membuat aku jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;Karna tak ada yang lain sepertimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berkali ku mencoba&lt;br /&gt;Berpaling dengan makhluk indah lainnya&lt;br /&gt;Namun tak pernah ku rasakan&lt;br /&gt;Bila seindah bercinta ku denganmu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-8377302485152140924?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/8377302485152140924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=8377302485152140924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8377302485152140924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8377302485152140924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2009/01/hanya-kamu-yang-bisa.html' title='Hanya Kamu Yang Bisa'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/ScDfdEVEXhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bUZOxPHepxA/s72-c/84906229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2100433449551490292</id><published>2008-12-23T23:11:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:36:29.585+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila Cewek Parbada Dikadalin</title><content type='html'>Hari Sabtu (22/12) kemarin gue boros lagi. Tapi that’s not the point yang mau gue ceritain di update gue hari ini. Ini tentang petugas tiket tempat parkir dekat Plaza Semanggi. Sumpah, gue enek banget sama tuh orang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimana enggak, dia ngasih gue tiket bekas yang udah lecek banget. Pastinya, uang yang gue kasih bakal masuk ke kantong pribadinya. Hmmm, usaha korupsi yang enggak cantik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayangin aja, kalau ada 100 tiket yang dia daur ulang, berapa ‘untung’ yang dia rogoh? Rp 200000,- !!! Ckkkkk…. Sayangnya, dia gak tahu siapa perempuan yang dia kasih tiket bekas itu. Udah tahu gue parbada, eh, diajakin berantem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SedB-QC-DDI/AAAAAAAAANM/LWpht45hMnE/s1600-h/complaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SedB-QC-DDI/AAAAAAAAANM/LWpht45hMnE/s400/complaint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325297622104017970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, begitu dapat tempat parkir, gue langsung ajak Hapsari mendatangi tempat pos yang sama. Dengan alasan mau ditagih ke kantor, gue minta dikasih tiket yang baru. Gue sih gak ngelihat jelas wajah koruptor kelas teri tersebut kala itu, tapi pastinya dia tentu kecewa, memikirkan uang 2000 yang gak jadi masuk kantong dia pribadi. Coba yah, semua orang setegas gue, gue yakin kebiasaan korup seperti itu bisa diberantas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2100433449551490292?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2100433449551490292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2100433449551490292&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2100433449551490292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2100433449551490292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2008/12/bila-cewek-parbada-dikadalin.html' title='Bila Cewek Parbada Dikadalin'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/SedB-QC-DDI/AAAAAAAAANM/LWpht45hMnE/s72-c/complaint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7167430160702812010</id><published>2008-12-09T18:10:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:18:07.008+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>Udah lama memang gue nggak nge-&lt;em&gt;update&lt;/em&gt; blog gue ini. Bukannya meng-anaktiri-kan, tapi gue memang punya alasan kuat. Maklumlah, kerjaan gue itu, sepanjang hari hanya menulis dan menulis, jadi agak mabok juga yah, kalau harus terus meng-&lt;em&gt;update&lt;/em&gt; kegiatan terbaru gue setiap hari di blog ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus terang, my life won't be the same anymore. Pasalnya, Tuhan Yesus sudah memanggil papa kami tercinta ke pangkuanNYA. Sakit memang, semua terasa seperti mimpi, karena begitu cepat dan tak disangka-sangka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana enggak, satu hari sebelum papa terserang stroke, aku masih sibuk ngurusin segala tetek-bengek untuk liburan ke Singapore, mengingat permohonan cuti gue udah diapprove sama kantor. Tapi yah, emang betul, manusia boleh punya rencana, tapi Tuhan juga yang menentukan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan hati (sok) ditabah-tabahin, kami sekeluarga, mama, aku dan ketiga adik sepakat untuk mencabut ventilator yang selama ini membantu pernafasan papa kami tercinta. Tepatnya tanggal 20 November 2008, pukul 16.32, dengan diiringi doa dan nyanyian rohani, kami berlima menemani papa menghembuskan nafas terakhirnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya, secara medis, papa memang sudah dinyatakan tiada, di hari Selasa, 18 November 2008, ketika ia terkena serangan stroke. Maklumlah, serangan stroke-nya tidak main-main karena mengenai batang otaknya, yang pecah di sepuluh titik serta sekitar 1,3 liter darah telah menggenangi otaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur, sampai saat ini pun, aku masih terus menangis, bila memikirkan kenangan-kenangan bersamanya. He's trully a type of family man, pria yang berjuang untuk keluarganya. Ayah duniawi yang benar-benar mencerminkan kasih Bapa Sorgawi di surga. True hero for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak tahu kenapa, di hari-hari terakhirnya, waktu terasa begitu cepat berlalu, sehingga aku tidak bisa mengingat persis kenangan-kenangan terakhir bersamanya. Hanya saja, dua hari sebelum kejadian itu, entah mengapa, aku tergerak mendekati kedua orangtuaku yang sedang asyik bercengkrama di atas tempat tidur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa, mama mengusirku secara halus, 'Ngapain kamu ke sini, gangguin kami pacaran aja,' Kujawab saja, 'Aku ingin dekat bapak.' Kami kemudian berbaring bertiga, aku di pojok tempat tidur, mama dan kemudian papa. Kala itu, papa sedang sibuk mengurus acara penghiburan bagi Kak Yana, istri salah satu sepupuku, tepatnya istri paribanku sih, yang baru saja kembali ditinggal orangtuanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak berselang lama, papa mencondongkan tubuhnya ke arahku. Dengan mata berbinar, ia bercerita tentang Kathleen, keponakanku yang adalah cucu pertamanya. Maklumlah, Sabtu sore-nya, papa sangat terpuaskan karena diminta menjagai 'si botak tukang ences' itu, seraya menunggu adikku selesai mengajar di YPM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betapa bahagianya ia bercerita kala itu. Dengan antusias, ia menyebutkan bagaimana Kathleen yang selalu menangis, ketika melihat mamaku yang mencoba menggendongnya. "Takut ngelihat mama, karena seperti nenek lampir," begitu ujarnya, seraya tertawa terbahak-bahak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun aku tahu, papa tentu masih ingin terus melihat Kathleen tumbuh, mendampingku di hari pernikahanku dan kedua adik laki-lakiku, menghadiri tardidi alias baptisan Kathleen, acara wisuda Odith dan Deynes dan masih banyak lagi yang lain, tapi Tuhan Yesus ternyata lebih mencintainya. Kami yakin, ia sudah bahagia di sana dan kami akan membuatnya tersenyum, melihat kami dari surga sana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7167430160702812010?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7167430160702812010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7167430160702812010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7167430160702812010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7167430160702812010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2008/12/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-8675674116352337136</id><published>2008-08-27T05:05:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:40:44.770+07:00</updated><title type='text'>TUHAN, aku minta yang kayak gini, satu aja...</title><content type='html'>Hohoho, tumben-tumbennya gue minta pendamping hidup sama Tuhan. Permohonan (dari hati terdalam) ini keluar begitu saja dari hatiku, saat kebaktian Minggu malam di Citraland, baru saja akan dimulai. Gara-garanya, aku melihat seorang pria berwajah lumayan dan terlihat mapan, sedang asyik bermain gitar di depanku, hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngomongin pernikahan emang kagak pernah ada matinya. Apalagi buat gue, yang di usia ke-28 ini, masih diberi kesempatan sama Tuhan untuk merasakan asyiknya jadi seorang single. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat gue sih, keadaan itu bukanlah menjadi masalah besar. Apalagi, sampai saat ini pun, gue masih tetap punya comfort zone, dimana banyak sahabat gue yang juga memilih kebebasan yang seperti gue. Entahlah kalau kelak mereka menikah, pasti gue akan mulai merasa 'terancam' dan jadi kelimpungan untuk segera mengikuti jejak mereka, hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hal yang pasti, mereka pulalah yang menjadi 'tameng' ketika mama bertanya soal kapan aku akan menikah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur aja nih, soal jodoh, memang sempat gue singkirkan jauh-jauh dari benak gue. Apalagi ketika Tuhan mengijinkan gue mencicipi cuci darah selama 2 tahun 8 bulan. Selama itu, prioritas utama gue adalah 'how to get rid of being on dyalisis for the entire of my life'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan akhirnya menjawab permohonan hati gue ini, lewat operasi cangkok ginjal yang kujalani di negeri Tirai Bambu, awal Juli 2004 lalu. Setelah itu, prioritas hidup gue pun otomatis berubah, karena gue pengen cepat-cepat lulus dan menjadi seorang sarjana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hampir satu setengah tahun penantian itu sebelum akhirnya aku resmi menyandang gelar 'Sarjana Ilmu Komunikasi Universitas Indonesia' dan lagi-lagi, sebuah impian baru kembali muncul, "Tuhan, aku pingin punya pekerjaan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untunglah, gue gak perlu berlama-lama menunggu. Tujuh bulan setelah dinyatakan lulus, akhirnya gue pun mendapat pekerjaan pertama. Dekat rumah pula, jadi gak perlu tua di jalan dan berat di ongkos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi-lagi, aku 'bargain' sama Dia. Aku bilang, "Tuhan, aku lagi enjoy banget nih sama kerjaan aku. Entar aja deh kasih jodohnya." Eh, gak tahunya, jadi keterusan sampai sekarang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur, gue menikmati betul status single gue, walau terkadang emang sih, terbersit juga di benak gue untuk punya anak darah daging sendiri. Tapi, entahlah, bagaimana rencana Tuhan. Yang pasti, kita cuma bisa berserah aja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-8675674116352337136?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/8675674116352337136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=8675674116352337136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8675674116352337136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8675674116352337136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2008/08/tuhan-aku-minta-yang-kayak-gini-satu.html' title='TUHAN, aku minta yang kayak gini, satu aja...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7839976342109397149</id><published>2008-08-24T00:45:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:03:15.463+07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 ans apres...</title><content type='html'>Gak terasa yah, udah dua tahun gue kerja di infotainment. Banyak banget suka-duka yang gue rasakan, but mostly, lebih banyak sukanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hal yang paling gue appreciate dari hasil kerja gue selama ini adalah banyak orang yang ngebaca tulisan gue. Ini terbukti dari banyaknya situs yang nge-link ke situs krosceknews.com. Apalagi kalo di sana ada embel-embel, 'Rosa Hilda/ krosceknews.com' (ehm...ehm...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maklumlah, sebelumnya, tulisan gue hanya untuk kalangan terbatas. Maksudnya, cuma untuk teman-teman sesama anggota P3MI Jakarta Pusat saja, lewat warta, alias buletin mingguan. Itu pun lebih banyak hasil translate-an, bukan tulisan yang pure milik gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sukacita kedua itu, kalau ada respon dari nara sumber. Itu artinya kalau mereka baca tulisan gue. Beberapa respon yang masih gue ingat antara lain, protes karena foto mereka di sana enggak banget dan minta diganti (maab yah Velove Vexia en Paola Tobing, hehehe), pujian atas kisah cinta mereka, manajer artis yang minta artisnya yang lain dimuat setelah ngelihat profil artis asuhannya di situs ini dan muasih buanyak yang lain deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau soal ketemu banyak orang, berinteraksi dengan banyak orang serta memperluas pergaulan, itu sudah pasti yah. Maklumlah, hampir setiap hari kita memang berinteraksi dengan banyak orang, even itu hanya lewat telepon. Nilai plusnya buat gue, yah, gue jadi lebih luwes, dimana gue mulai bisa berbasa-basi yang tidak basi, bisa membaca 'mood' orang, bisa merayu orang. Pokoknya buanyak deh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7839976342109397149?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7839976342109397149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7839976342109397149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7839976342109397149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7839976342109397149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2008/08/2-ans-apres.html' title='2 ans apres...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7350076487207115333</id><published>2008-05-02T14:39:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T07:23:15.251+07:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day with him...</title><content type='html'>Belakangan ini, gue memang lagi kepincut berat sama lagu 'Sempurna', entah itu yang dinyanyikan 'Andra and The Backbone' atau Gita Gutawa. Seraya menyelesaikan kerjaan di kantor, ternyata enak juga dengerin lagu ini via headphone, seraya chatting sama dia. Iya, dia, siapa lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak seperti biasanya, hari ini dia online. Yah, sejak ia diterima bekerja sebagai manajer layanan umum, kami memang sudah jarang sekali bisa ngobrol bersama. Banyak hal yang menjadi topik obrolan kami. Contohnya hari ini, selain bicara tentang aku yang gagal bekerja di Kedubes Perancis, kami bicara tentang hubungan maya-ku dengan&lt;br /&gt;Christian. Tak lupa, hubungannya dengan Tomomi, begitu aku menyebut kekasihnya yang berasal dari Negeri Sakura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hello there&lt;br /&gt;him: hi rosa!&lt;br /&gt;him: how are you?&lt;br /&gt;me: fine &lt;br /&gt;me: u?&lt;br /&gt;him: ok&lt;br /&gt;him: my other cat died last week&lt;br /&gt;him: so i have been a little sad&lt;br /&gt;me: sorry to hear&lt;br /&gt;me: the one which photo u sent me?&lt;br /&gt;him: mm&lt;br /&gt;him: my girl cat&lt;br /&gt;him: she was my love&lt;br /&gt;him: so sweet&lt;br /&gt;him: she helped me a lot to get over losing her brother&lt;br /&gt;him: how is your life?&lt;br /&gt;him: anything new?&lt;br /&gt;me: I had job interview last Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;me: at french ambassador&lt;br /&gt;me: not sure with the result&lt;br /&gt;him: hmm&lt;br /&gt;him: what is the position?&lt;br /&gt;me: attache de press&lt;br /&gt;him: wow&lt;br /&gt;him: cool&lt;br /&gt;him: did the interview go well?&lt;br /&gt;him: did you tell them that you study french and french men?&lt;br /&gt;me: but there're all in my cv&lt;br /&gt;him: you have your love for french men on your cv?&lt;br /&gt;me: to be honest I was satisfied with the inverview&lt;br /&gt;him: that is good&lt;br /&gt;me: beside sometime I was speechless&lt;br /&gt;me: well, I didn't write french men&lt;br /&gt;me: just having bad influence with old american bule&lt;br /&gt;him: they won't hire you if they know that&lt;br /&gt;me: why?&lt;br /&gt;me: isn't it a point plus&lt;br /&gt;him: french don't like americans&lt;br /&gt;him: when will you hear from them if you got the job?&lt;br /&gt;me: this week or next week&lt;br /&gt;me: but I don't want to hope much&lt;br /&gt;me: at least my cv interest them&lt;br /&gt;him: that is good&lt;br /&gt;me: and I had experience have job interview in french&lt;br /&gt;him: did you impress them with your french?&lt;br /&gt;me: at least they understand what I said&lt;br /&gt;me: even I don't have the sexy 'R' accent&lt;br /&gt;him: hmm&lt;br /&gt;him: maybe you won't get the job&lt;br /&gt;him: they like sexy&lt;br /&gt;me: they were 3 persons&lt;br /&gt;me: 2 women 1 man&lt;br /&gt;me: how about u?&lt;br /&gt;me: any news there?&lt;br /&gt;me: how's Tomomi?&lt;br /&gt;me: you've never talked about her lately&lt;br /&gt;him: i have been working a lot&lt;br /&gt;him: finally this week more normal&lt;br /&gt;him: i have days off from work finally&lt;br /&gt;him: tomomi is good&lt;br /&gt;him: i think we are at a strange time&lt;br /&gt;him: been 4 months since we saw each other&lt;br /&gt;him: so not easy for us to go so long without seeing each other&lt;br /&gt;me: hmmm, I see&lt;br /&gt;him: she surprised me last week when she sent me a gift&lt;br /&gt;him: some shaving soap and lotion to make me smell nice&lt;br /&gt;him: how are things with your man?&lt;br /&gt;me: I don't know&lt;br /&gt;me: we keep arguing to each oher&lt;br /&gt;him: haha&lt;br /&gt;him: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see you like to argue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; *maksud loe?*&lt;br /&gt;him has signed out. (5/2/2008 11:25 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: hello?&lt;br /&gt;me: oops sorry&lt;br /&gt;me: they just called me&lt;br /&gt;me: i don't get the job&lt;br /&gt;him: wow sorry to hear that rosa&lt;br /&gt;him: its good experience though&lt;br /&gt;me: yes&lt;br /&gt;me: that's I mean&lt;br /&gt;him: always something positive to learn from things&lt;br /&gt;me: is it usual there to call someone if they don't accept her/ him for the position?&lt;br /&gt;him: its nice that they did&lt;br /&gt;him: shows class&lt;br /&gt;me: will i get other opportunity the other time?&lt;br /&gt;him: yes keep trying&lt;br /&gt;him: perhaps someone had more experience then you&lt;br /&gt;me: well, at least I know I should read more news from now&lt;br /&gt;me: I never do it lately&lt;br /&gt;him: haha&lt;br /&gt;him: why?&lt;br /&gt;me: busy chatting with u&lt;br /&gt;me: what else&lt;br /&gt;him: haha&lt;br /&gt;him: no way&lt;br /&gt;him: i haven't been online much&lt;br /&gt;him: must be some other bule&lt;br /&gt;me: hhmmm, with him I'm busy arguing&lt;br /&gt;him: what do you argue about?&lt;br /&gt;him: long distance arguing?&lt;br /&gt;me: all&lt;br /&gt;me: when, where the marriage&lt;br /&gt;me: he refuses to marry in church&lt;br /&gt;him: refresh my memory&lt;br /&gt;him: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how long have you known him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; *hehehe*&lt;br /&gt;me: almost 2 years&lt;br /&gt;him: he lived in indonesia before?&lt;br /&gt;me: nope&lt;br /&gt;him: how many times have you met him in person?&lt;br /&gt;me: none&lt;br /&gt;me: yes, I'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;him: ahhh yes&lt;br /&gt;him: you guys both are&lt;br /&gt;me: actually, I'm not really sure&lt;br /&gt;me: what is your idea then?&lt;br /&gt;him: i think you need to spend time together&lt;br /&gt;him: get to know each other&lt;br /&gt;him: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things are very different when you are in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; *yeah, that's true*&lt;br /&gt;him: and sharing a life together&lt;br /&gt;him: if you are arguing already...&lt;br /&gt;him: not a good start&lt;br /&gt;me: he should come first to visit me, hein?&lt;br /&gt;him: yes&lt;br /&gt;him: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would show how serious he is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; *tapi kenyataannya tidak tuh*&lt;br /&gt;him: think i told you this before&lt;br /&gt;him: you guys shouldn't be talking about marriage&lt;br /&gt;him: that takes time &lt;br /&gt;him: to know each other&lt;br /&gt;him: not by internet&lt;br /&gt;me: actually, that's him&lt;br /&gt;me: not me&lt;br /&gt;me: he said that he can't stand doing this thing forever&lt;br /&gt;me: but he doesn't want to visit me here&lt;br /&gt;him: i don't blame him but marriage?&lt;br /&gt;him: does he want you to move to france&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: why don't you go there for a few months?&lt;br /&gt;me: is it okay do you think?&lt;br /&gt;me: me who visit him first?&lt;br /&gt;him: do you plan to live there after you are married?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes&lt;br /&gt;him: maybe its a good idea for you to go there and see how it is&lt;br /&gt;him: and see if you can live with him&lt;br /&gt;him: get a long and all&lt;br /&gt;him: my friend from bali has done this several times &lt;br /&gt;him: and it was very helpful&lt;br /&gt;me: how long do you think?&lt;br /&gt;me: one month?&lt;br /&gt;him: at least&lt;br /&gt;me: but I'm not sure I can the visa&lt;br /&gt;me: beside, I don't think my saving is enough to go there&lt;br /&gt;me: get the visa sorry&lt;br /&gt;him: thats not good&lt;br /&gt;him: my friend never had problem&lt;br /&gt;him: can't he help you?&lt;br /&gt;me: I'll ask him how to do that this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;him: he should help you&lt;br /&gt;him: if he is serious&lt;br /&gt;me: ok&lt;br /&gt;me: what's help I should ask?&lt;br /&gt;him: what you need&lt;br /&gt;him: if its money&lt;br /&gt;him: more important to discuss this than marriage&lt;br /&gt;him: can he afford to help u?&lt;br /&gt;me: I'll ask&lt;br /&gt;me: he once said I'll help if I can&lt;br /&gt;me: I'll ask him more&lt;br /&gt;him: just let him know that you feel its important to visit him and spend time together&lt;br /&gt;him: to see if you both can get a long and your love it true&lt;br /&gt;him: and for you to see if you will be comfortable living there&lt;br /&gt;him: and not sex!&lt;br /&gt;me: off course&lt;br /&gt;him: make sure he knows that&lt;br /&gt;me: I've told him b4&lt;br /&gt;me: but I don't know what will happen when I'm there&lt;br /&gt;him: true&lt;br /&gt;him: the economy here is bad&lt;br /&gt;him: we are so spoiled&lt;br /&gt;him: people aren't spending money now&lt;br /&gt;him: we need a new president&lt;br /&gt;him: once we do the economy will slowly get better&lt;br /&gt;me: i hope so&lt;br /&gt;me: so you won't go to Japan this year?&lt;br /&gt;him: hmm&lt;br /&gt;him: if i am lucky maybe in august or september&lt;br /&gt;him: depends on if i move to my own apartment&lt;br /&gt;him: i am spending money on my car&lt;br /&gt;him: it needs a lot of work&lt;br /&gt;him: my work may send me to japan but not sure when&lt;br /&gt;him: tomomi is planning to come again this year&lt;br /&gt;me: that's good&lt;br /&gt;him: bed time&lt;br /&gt;me: ok&lt;br /&gt;him: good luck with your french guy&lt;br /&gt;him: take care&lt;br /&gt;me: u too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7350076487207115333?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7350076487207115333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7350076487207115333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7350076487207115333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7350076487207115333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-another-day-with-him.html' title='just another day with him...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-4895419892694304127</id><published>2008-02-02T04:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T04:24:42.129+07:00</updated><title type='text'>some silly results from several silly tests</title><content type='html'>...well, at least, I can keep the results here before erase them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What flower am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Nigella&lt;br /&gt;Many people think you are just a little bit odd, but you consider yourself just a little eccentric. You find new experiences exciting and fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What rainbow color am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Ever (GREEN)&lt;br /&gt;You are freshness, renewal and in hot demand... You believe that sometimes it is best to start things fresh just for the energising buzz an adventure gives you. You love exploring, testing the limits and reaching out and raising bar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 42% spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little spoiled, but you're not spoiled rotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to be showered with gifts and affection, but you're good at keeping your demands to a minimum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-4895419892694304127?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/4895419892694304127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=4895419892694304127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4895419892694304127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4895419892694304127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-silly-results-from-several-silly.html' title='some silly results from several silly tests'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-3582504075872907041</id><published>2008-02-02T03:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T03:20:32.609+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should We FORGIVE him?</title><content type='html'>Ini hanya meneruskan dari e-mail kiriman salah seorang teman. Kebetulan ia adalah orang Belgia yang sempat lama bermukim di Indonesia. Jadi setidaknya ia paham benar dengan kultur bangsa kita ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The TV news reported largely on Soeharto's death. He was mainly depicted as the most corrupt leader that has ever existed on earth!!! His wealth was reportedly evaluated from 15 to 30 billions of Euros!!! They also explained that any sorts of big projects needed to be approved by Soeharto's clan and thus he could amass billions of Euros that way thru his cronies, his foundations and his children.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For us, to see the current President at the funerals does not make any sense, except if he is also part of the mafia. Why? Because many Indonesians have suffered from what Pak Harto and his cronies did during 32 years (and are still suffering from it).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thousands of people lost their life when he took over in 1966 and when he accused PKI of being responsible of the murder of  5 Generals. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thousands of people also lost their life in East Timor...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When he is called the father of development,one has to remember that the end-result of his 32-year tenure is an economy in a total disarray. Still today, RI is suffering because of the decisions taken by Soeharto's administration, because it has not been replaced yet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Soeharto should not be pardonned and should not be idealised... He was not a good guy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Think about it!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yvan&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PS: Another very bad iklan for Indonesia again with that 747 jet who got an accident on one of your airports in a collision with a cow... It made the headlines and the advice is to NEVER use an Indonesian airline and avoid also Indonesian airports... Very damaging for the 2008 Year of Tourism in RI...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-3582504075872907041?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/3582504075872907041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=3582504075872907041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/3582504075872907041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/3582504075872907041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2008/02/should-we-forgive-him.html' title='Should We FORGIVE him?'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7555364074028871550</id><published>2008-02-02T00:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T02:53:22.303+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little talk in the morning with a friend...</title><content type='html'>Him, who knows my bad habit complaining, finally ask me this question : &lt;br /&gt;"Who do you complain me to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me  : Sorry, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Him : I mean Rosa after all those time you complain a lot about people around you, &lt;br /&gt;      I'm now wondering, who you complain me to?&lt;br /&gt;Me  : I don't complain you&lt;br /&gt;      I praise you (Hahaha, rayuan gombal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lima tahun lebih aku menjalin pertemanan dengan bule tua ini. Bukan bermaksud meledek, hanya begitulah ia sering menyebut dirinya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau ditanyakan gimana perasaan gue sama dia, gue sama sekali gak tahu harus menjawab apa. Terus terang gue pernah (dan juga masih seehhh) menyimpan harapan dengan dia. Namun, seiring berjalannya waktu, perasaan ngarep gue ini luruh namun gak sepenuhnya hilang juga. Mungkin kalau kelak dia jadi menikahi 'Kimono', akan lain lagi ceritanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak banget pelajaran hidup yang gue dapat dari dia. Dari soal sex and I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me  : I don't know. I think I'm not ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Him : One day you will be ready. With the right person and the right man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue juga jadi tahu perbedaan antara 'make love' dan 'have sex'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : (Gue udah agak-agak lupa dia ngomong apa tapi intinya kalau make love itu ada  &lt;br /&gt;       cinta yang kuat di antara dua orang yang melakukannya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soal kerjaan, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me  : So, should I say, I don't want to do that thing anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Don't say you don't want to make it. It will sound negative. Just say what you &lt;br /&gt;      want to do. It will have a better effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu kesengsem ama brondong magang di kantor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me  : But he's upstair&lt;br /&gt;Him : You should seldom go upstair then.&lt;br /&gt;Me  : Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Go for it, craddle robber..&lt;br /&gt;Me  : What does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Someone who likes younger men&lt;br /&gt;Me  : *Maksud loe?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even soal sepele like Baskin &amp; Robbins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : Finally you try it. Next time, you should try sex then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7555364074028871550?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7555364074028871550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7555364074028871550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7555364074028871550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7555364074028871550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2008/02/little-talk-in-morning-with-friend.html' title='a little talk in the morning with a friend...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-5824395025936100656</id><published>2008-02-01T23:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:52:52.123+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta Laura...</title><content type='html'>Gak ada kerjaan di kantor, iseng-iseng baca blog orang lain. Gak tahunya gue bertemu banyak banget posting tentang Cinta Laura. Intinya seh, mereka asyik ngomongin soal cara bicara cewek berusia 14 tahun itu. Maklumlah, doi memang gak terbiasa ngomong bahasa Indonesia meskipun punya mama orang Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus terang, selama hampir 1,5 tahun kerja di infotainmen, gue belum pernah sekalipun ketemu muka ama Cinta. Kalau wawancara via telpon, pernah dengan sang mama,itupun cuma sekali. Waktu itu, gue butuh detail informasi untuk bahan tambahan main issue : Artis-Artis Berkilau 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emang gak salah kalau nama Cinta masuk dalam daftar itu. Belum satu tahun dia menjejakkan kakinya di dunia hiburan, namanya udah berkilau dan jadi inceran para pemburu berita seperti gue. Ada faktor 'X' di balik kepopulerannya. Apalagi bukan karena darah bule yang mengalir dari sang ayah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari jaman gue masih make seragam putih-merah ampe sekarang, wajah-wajah indo memang mempunyai tempat istimewa di hati masyarakat Indonesia. Sepertinya mereka udah lupa dengan sejarah pahit bangsa yang sempat dijajah Bangsa Londo itu selama lebih dari 350 tahun. Ckkkk... Yang bikin tambah geleng-geleng kepala lagi, kalau saja mereka tahu, produk-produk blasteran di jaman lampau itu tak lebih hanyalah anak hasil hubungan kompeni dengan selir mereka. Hehehe, jadi inget bincang-bincang kecil gue dengan salah satu teman masa kuliah gue yang bingung dengan asal-usul dirinya. Selain berdarah Jawa, dia ternyata juga punya sedikit darah China dan Belanda. "Gak tahu, kayaknya, nenek gue ada yang pernah jadi selir orang Belanda. Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhm, balik lagi ke topik dominasi wajah-wajah Indo di jagat industri hiburan Tanah Air. Ada Ida Iasha, mantan bintang 'Lux' di era tahun 80-an, Tamara Bleszinsky, Luna Maya dan akhirnya Cinta Laura. Masing-masing memang punya jaman keemasannya sendiri dan sekarang memang jamannya Cinta Laura...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-5824395025936100656?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/5824395025936100656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=5824395025936100656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5824395025936100656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/5824395025936100656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2008/02/cinta-laura.html' title='Cinta Laura...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-984657176488845018</id><published>2007-12-26T13:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T14:16:41.183+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Is The Answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/R3H64WqTZRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CoSL7g3Hh3g/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/R3H64WqTZRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CoSL7g3Hh3g/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148171695123817746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila hilang segala pengharapanmu,&lt;br /&gt;bila manusia mengecewakanmu,&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah, ada Seseorang yang tidak pernah mengecewakanmu.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Seorang yang akan mengasihimu selamanya dan Ia adalah YESUS !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-984657176488845018?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/984657176488845018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=984657176488845018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/984657176488845018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/984657176488845018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/12/jesus-is-answer.html' title='Jesus Is The Answer'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/R3H64WqTZRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CoSL7g3Hh3g/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-4050531090610768758</id><published>2007-12-25T16:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:51:38.556+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/R3DfO2qTZPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z_gnX5_PILg/s1600-h/71533691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/R3DfO2qTZPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z_gnX5_PILg/s200/71533691.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147859820368585970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan Yesus, saat kami memperingati akan kelahiranMu,&lt;br /&gt;kami dingatkan akan seorang tokoh di dalam firmanMu,&lt;br /&gt;yaitu Yusuf, ayah duniawiMu Tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;Yusuf adalah seorang yang sangat taat kepadaMu,&lt;br /&gt;apa yang difirmankan oleh Allah melalui&lt;br /&gt;malaikatNya ia lakukan dengan taat tanpa bertanya-tanya,&lt;br /&gt;tanpa komentar apapun juga.&lt;br /&gt;Ia begitu lurus, berani, berbelas kasihan,&lt;br /&gt;dan melindungi.&lt;br /&gt;Allah sungguh tepat memilih Yusuf sebagai ayah&lt;br /&gt;duniawiMu dan Maria sebagai ibu duniawiMu Tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan Yesus, ajar kami untuk meneladani sikap Yusuf ini,&lt;br /&gt;untuk sungguh-sungguh taat kepadaMu dalam apapun juga&lt;br /&gt;dan keadaan bagaimanapun.&lt;br /&gt;Ketika Engkau meminta kami untuk melakukan apa yang&lt;br /&gt;Kau kehendaki, tolong kami untuk memiliki komitmen&lt;br /&gt;untuk taat sepenuhnya dan melakukan kehendakMu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami mau ya Tuhan untuk lebih mengasihiMu,&lt;br /&gt;bukan hanya di bibir saja, tapi melalui sikap&lt;br /&gt;dan perbuatan kami.&lt;br /&gt;Jangan biarkan keinginan kami ini ada hanya pada&lt;br /&gt;saat-saat Natal seperti ini, tapi biarlah keinginan,&lt;br /&gt;kerinduan untuk mengasihi dan taat kepadaMu ada&lt;br /&gt;selalu di hati kami setiap saat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih Tuhan Yesus.&lt;br /&gt;Segala pujian, kemuliaan, dan hormat hanya bagiMu,&lt;br /&gt;Sang Juru Selamat manusia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/R3Df42qTZQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IVZTtnD2hQU/s1600-h/a0007-000012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/R3Df42qTZQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IVZTtnD2hQU/s200/a0007-000012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147860541923091714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."And HE said this much, then HE died"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-4050531090610768758?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/4050531090610768758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=4050531090610768758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4050531090610768758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4050531090610768758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcome-jesus.html' title='Welcome Jesus'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/R3DfO2qTZPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z_gnX5_PILg/s72-c/71533691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-6555033072001611732</id><published>2007-12-07T02:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T06:17:13.738+07:00</updated><title type='text'>old habit, bad habit...</title><content type='html'>Well, beginilah gue, hampir satu bulan terakhir ini, dilanda kegundahan, kegelisahan serta kepedihan lantaran satu ekor makhluk bulat bernama 'Si Botak'. Yah, begitulah kami lebih akrab menyebut anak ke-3 dari empat bersaudara itu di ruangan dotcom bila ia tengah menjadi pembicaraan hangat di sana. Biasanya sih, gue yang memulai dengan kalimat standar, 'Gue lagi patah hati.". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedekatan di awal-awal perkenalan kami tinggallah kenangan belaka. Dia sudah benar-benar berubah total dari pertama aku mengenalnya. Terus terang, sakit banget rasa di dada ini kalau mengingatnya. Apalagi itu semua lantaran hal yang menurut gue terlalu sepele banget : selera musik, buku dan film kami yang sangat jauh berbeda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perubahan sikap pada dirinya tersebut tidak lantas membuat aku memutuskan untuk pamit dari kehidupannya. Sebaliknya, aku malah justru tambah penasaran untuk menaklukkan hatinya. Memang aneh dan tidak wajar untuk budaya TIMUR yang membesarkan aku selama ini. Eits, singkirkan dulu pikiran negatif itu. I'm not the kind of girl who runs after a boy to get his love. Bukan seperti itu. I'd rather choose the elegant way. Cuek is the first rule dan itu artinya jangan terlalu gegabah menunjukkan perasaan 'ngarep' gue ama dia. Emang susah sih tapi mau bagaimana lagi, gue gak mau senasib dengan jablay-jablay-nya Nasir (Secara dia sering minta tolong menjawab telepon cewek-cewek yang tidak ia sukai lagi).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-6555033072001611732?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/6555033072001611732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=6555033072001611732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6555033072001611732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6555033072001611732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/12/old-habit-bad-habit.html' title='old habit, bad habit...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7228132647695608614</id><published>2007-11-24T14:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T15:01:46.266+07:00</updated><title type='text'>la vie est belle mais elle est courte...</title><content type='html'>Hari ini, seorang tetangga menunjukkan padaku cucu lelakinya yang hari ini genap berusia 1 minggu. Ingatanku kemudian melayang, mengingat sudah satu minggu namboruku berpulang. Ada yang datang dan ada juga yang pergi. Itulah hidup, indah namun fana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatkala seseorang telah menunaikan kewajibannya di dunia, memberangkatkan kelima putra-putrinya menjadi mandiri dan mempertahankan Kristus di dalam hatinya, yang lain datang untuk mengembang kewajiban yang masih terbentang panjang di depan matanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup ini cuma sementara. Ungkapan ini benar-benar menohok sanubariku tatkala melihat jenazah terbujur kaku di depan mataku. Seperti minggu lalu, Sabtu, 17 November, dini hari, sekitar pukul 00.35. WIB, Tuhan memanggil namboru tercinta kami ke pangkuanNYA. Kakak nomor lima ayah kami ini berpulang di usianya yang ke-70 tahun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenangan terakhir yang terukir di benak adalah tatkala beliau menghadiri acara pertunangan adik, pada tanggal 6 Oktober 2007 lalu. Tatkala itu, Namboru Bekasi, begitu kami biasa menyapanya, mengenakan blus cantik berwarna kuning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bou, cantik sekali bajunya," begitu sapaku tatkala kami berkumpul di aula bawah gereja, usai acara perjanjian hendak menikah di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seraya tersenyum padaku, beliau menyorongkan pipinya seraya berkata, "Cium dulu Bou!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak berselang lama, kakak sepupuku, yang adalah putri bungsunya, menyuruhku untuk menemani beliau untuk pergi ke kamar mandi. Dengan perlahan, kutuntun tubuhnya yang telah renta menuju ke kamar mandi. Di sana, ia agak menemui kesulitan saat mengancingkan kembali celana panjangnya. Dengan telaten, aku kemudian membantunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari kemudian, aku mendengar kabar, beliau menjalani cuci darah pertamanya di rumah sakit Cikini, Jakarta Pusat. Setelah itu, ia tak sadar diri hingga harus dimasukkan di ruang ICU. Selama dua minggu ia menjalani perawatan hingga Tuhan memanggilnya kembali, untuk bertemu dengan dua abang, satu adik serta kedua orangtuanya. Selamat jalan Bou...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7228132647695608614?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7228132647695608614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7228132647695608614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7228132647695608614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7228132647695608614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/11/la-vie-est-belle-mais-elle-est-courte.html' title='la vie est belle mais elle est courte...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-4070104707118030433</id><published>2007-11-11T15:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:53:09.017+07:00</updated><title type='text'>pesan menyejukkan dari seorang sahabat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* I got this from one of my friend, edited by me, since there are some private things about him, just to respect his privacy *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Rosa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow so many questions you have this time. Let me see if I can answer them all for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Just wondering, what do you look for girlfriend, and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to be far, a wife? I mean do you need to have the same&lt;br /&gt;&gt; passion with her? Like both of you read the same&lt;br /&gt;&gt; books, listen to the same music? Or what? If she&lt;br /&gt;&gt; doesn't, does it make you feel not comfortable to be&lt;br /&gt;&gt; with her? Makes you decide to quit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does help to have similar interests, especially in the begining, but ultimately I think its better when you have some differences. That way you can introduce each other to new things. I like a girl who is open minded and willing to try new things. I like someone who will show me new things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the thing that makes me uncomfortable with a girl is if she isn't comfortable with herself or if she is fake. I like someone who is real and not trying to be someone they aren't. I also like someone who is open and able to express themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Does she shoud be clever? What makes you think that&lt;br /&gt;&gt; she's clever? How do you judge it? How about me? I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; mean do you find out that I'm stupid or what? Please&lt;br /&gt;&gt; tell me, because I really need to know? What&lt;br /&gt;&gt; impression do you have from me from what we have&lt;br /&gt;&gt; discussed? Please tell me, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before I like a smart girl. But that doesn't mean school smart only. There is a balance between school smart and being generally smart. I like a girl who can make decisions on her own and make intelligent conclusions. Someone who can have a interesting conversation about things that have substance but not so much as to be boring or overly nerdy. I really like sharing things like interests and knowledge. I love new things, so someone who can introduce me to new things is a big plus. I like a girl who has some excitement to her but not crazy. Sense of humor is a must. Someone who likes to laugh and smiles a lot. Those are my two weaknesses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Your DESPERATELY SAD friend,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Rosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sad Rosa? I didn't realize that you were. Please don't think&lt;br /&gt; too much into this kind of stuff. We are who we are and its impossible to&lt;br /&gt; try to make yourself into someone that everyone will like. What most&lt;br /&gt; people like is someone who is comfortable with themself and is happy&lt;br /&gt; with who they are. I can tell you that most people like someone who smiles&lt;br /&gt; and laughs a lot. That makes them fun to be with. Be yourself and you&lt;br /&gt; will find someone who likes and will love you for who you are. You are&lt;br /&gt; a smart girl and you are fun too. You just need to be more confident&lt;br /&gt; and comfortable with who you are. Push yourself to overcome your fears&lt;br /&gt; and you will gain confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-4070104707118030433?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/4070104707118030433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=4070104707118030433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4070104707118030433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4070104707118030433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/11/pesan-menyejukkan-dari-seorang-sahabat_11.html' title='pesan menyejukkan dari seorang sahabat'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-6049336912533380197</id><published>2007-10-23T23:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T00:00:15.612+07:00</updated><title type='text'>another song from Marc Lavoine</title><content type='html'>*Paris*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je marche dans tes rues&lt;br /&gt;Qui me marchent sur les pieds&lt;br /&gt;Je bois dans tes cafés&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je traîne dans tes métros&lt;br /&gt;Tes trottoirs m'aiment un peu trop&lt;br /&gt;Je rêve dans tes bistrots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je m'assoie sur tes bancs&lt;br /&gt;Je regarde tes monuments&lt;br /&gt;Je trinque à la santé de tes amants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je laisse couler ta seine&lt;br /&gt;Sous tes ponts ta rengaine&lt;br /&gt;Toujours après la peine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je pleure dans tes taxis&lt;br /&gt;Quand tu brilles sous la pluie&lt;br /&gt;C'que t'es belle en pleine nuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je pisse dans tes caniveaux&lt;br /&gt;C'est d'la faute à Hugo&lt;br /&gt;Et j'picolle en argot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je dors dans tes hôtels&lt;br /&gt;J'adore ta tour Eiffel&lt;br /&gt;Au moins elle, elle est fidèle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand j'te quitte un peu loin&lt;br /&gt;Tu ressembles au chagrin&lt;br /&gt;Ça m'fait un mal de chien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris Paris combien&lt;br /&gt;Paris tout c'que tu veux&lt;br /&gt;Boul'vard des bouleversés&lt;br /&gt;Paris tu m'as renversé&lt;br /&gt;Paris tu m'as laissé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris Paris combien&lt;br /&gt;Paris tout c'que tu veux&lt;br /&gt;Paris Paris tenu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris Paris perdu&lt;br /&gt;Paris tu m'as laissé&lt;br /&gt;Sur ton pavé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'me réveille dans tes bras&lt;br /&gt;Sur tes quais y a d'la joie&lt;br /&gt;Et des loups dans tes bois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'me glisse dans tes cinés&lt;br /&gt;J'me perds dans ton quartier&lt;br /&gt;Je m'y retrouverai jamais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je nage au fil de tes gares&lt;br /&gt;Et mon regard s'égare&lt;br /&gt;J'vois passer des cafards sur tes bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'm'accroche aux réverbères&lt;br /&gt;Tes pigeons manquent pas d'air&lt;br /&gt;Et moi de quoi j'ai l'air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris Paris combien&lt;br /&gt;Paris tout c'que tu veux&lt;br /&gt;Boul'vard des bouleversés&lt;br /&gt;Paris tu m'as renversé&lt;br /&gt;Paris tu m'as laissé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris Paris combien&lt;br /&gt;Paris tout c'que tu veux&lt;br /&gt;Paris Paris tenu&lt;br /&gt;Paris Paris perdu&lt;br /&gt;Paris tu m'as laissé&lt;br /&gt;Sur ton pavé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je marche dans tes rues&lt;br /&gt;Qui me marchent sur les pieds&lt;br /&gt;Je bois dans tes cafés&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je traîne dans tes métros&lt;br /&gt;Tes trottoirs m'aiment un peu trop&lt;br /&gt;Je rêve dans tes bistrots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-6049336912533380197?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/6049336912533380197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=6049336912533380197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6049336912533380197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6049336912533380197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-song-from-marc-lavoine.html' title='another song from Marc Lavoine'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-386516906721905674</id><published>2007-10-19T17:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:50:23.350+07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BELL</title><content type='html'>I KNOW WHO I AM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am God's child (John 1:12)&lt;br /&gt;I am Christ's friend (John 15:15)&lt;br /&gt;I am united with the Lord(1 Cor. 6:17)&lt;br /&gt;I am bought with a price(1 Cor. 6:19-20)&lt;br /&gt;I am a saint (set apart for God). (Eph. 1:1)&lt;br /&gt;I am a personal witness of Christ  (Acts 1:8)&lt;br /&gt;I am the salt &amp; light of the earth (Matt.5:13-14)&lt;br /&gt;I am a member of the body of Christ(1 Cor 12:27)&lt;br /&gt;I am free forever from condemnation ( Rom. 8: 1-2) &lt;br /&gt;I am a citizen of Heaven. I am significant (Phil.3:20)&lt;br /&gt;I am free from any charge against me (Rom. 8:31-34)&lt;br /&gt;I am a minister of reconciliation for God(2 Cor.5:17-21)&lt;br /&gt;I have access to God through the Holy Spirit (Eph. 2:18)&lt;br /&gt;I am seated with Christ in the heavenly realms (Eph. 2:6)&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be separated from the love of God(Rom.8:35- 39)&lt;br /&gt;I am established, anointed, sealed by God (2 Cor.1:21-22)&lt;br /&gt;I am assured all things work together for good (Rom. 8: 28)&lt;br /&gt;I have been chosen and appointed to bear fruit  (John 15:16)&lt;br /&gt;I may approach God with freedom and confidence (Eph. 3: 12)&lt;br /&gt;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me (Phil. 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;I am the branch of the true vine, a channel of His life (John 15: 1-5)&lt;br /&gt;I am God's temple (1 Cor. 3: 16). I am complete in Christ (Col. 2: 10)&lt;br /&gt;I am hidden with Christ in God (Col. 3:3). I have been justified (Romans 5:1)&lt;br /&gt;I am God's co-worker (1 Cor. 3:9; 2 Cor 6:1). I am God's workmanship( Eph. 2:10)&lt;br /&gt;I am confident that the good works God has begun in me will be perfected  (Phil 1: 5)&lt;br /&gt;I have been redeemed and forgiven (Col. 1:14). I have been adopted as God's child(Eph 1:5)&lt;br /&gt;I belong to God&lt;br /&gt;Do you know&lt;br /&gt;who you &lt;br /&gt;are!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-386516906721905674?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/386516906721905674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=386516906721905674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/386516906721905674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/386516906721905674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/bell.html' title='THE BELL'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2990248325186323326</id><published>2007-10-18T01:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T01:21:46.257+07:00</updated><title type='text'>quelque chansons en francais, enjoy them...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Le Festin&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les rêves des amoureux sont comm’(e) le bon vin&lt;br /&gt;Ils donn(ent) de la joie ou bien du chagrin&lt;br /&gt;Affaibli par la faim je suis malheureux&lt;br /&gt;Volant en chemin tout ce que je peux&lt;br /&gt;Car rien n’est gratuit dans la vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’espoir est un plat bien trop vite consommé&lt;br /&gt;A sauter les repas je suis habitué&lt;br /&gt;Un voleur solitaire est triste à nourrir&lt;br /&gt;A un jeu si amer je n’peux réussir&lt;br /&gt;Car rien n’est gratuit dans… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vie… Jamais on ne me dira&lt;br /&gt;Que la course aux étoiles; ça n’est pas pour moi&lt;br /&gt;Laissez moi vous émerveiller et prendre mon en vol&lt;br /&gt;Nous allons en fin nous régaler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La fêt(e) va enfin commencer&lt;br /&gt;Sortez les bouteilles; finis les ennuis&lt;br /&gt;Je dresse la table, de ma nouvell(e) vie&lt;br /&gt;Je suis heureux à l’idée de ce nouveau destin&lt;br /&gt;Une vie à me cacher et puis libre enfin&lt;br /&gt;Le festin est sur mon chemin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une vie à me cacher et puis libre enfin&lt;br /&gt;Le festin est sur mon chemin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2990248325186323326?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2990248325186323326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2990248325186323326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2990248325186323326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2990248325186323326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/quelque-chansons-en-francais-enjoy-them.html' title='quelque chansons en francais, enjoy them...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-1317216411475670431</id><published>2007-10-17T16:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:00:23.545+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wawancara Dengan Tuhan</title><content type='html'>TUHAN: "Selamat pagi wartawan muda, benarkah kau ingin mewawancarai Aku?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARTAWAN: "Ya, sekiranya Tuhan punya waktu sedikit." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUHAN: "O, waktu-Ku adalah kekekalan. Tak masalah itu! Apa pertanyaanmu?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARTAWAN: "Terima kasih. Apa yang paling mengherankan bagi Tuhan tentang kami manusia?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUHAN: "Menurut-Ku, kalian itu makhluk yang aneh. Pertama, suka mencemaskan masa depan sampai lupa hari ini. Kedua, kalian hidup seolah-olah tidak bakal mati dan mati seolah-olah tidak pernah hidup. Ketiga, kalian cepat bosan sebagai anak-anak dan terburu-buru ingin dewasa. Namun sesudah dewasa rindu lagi jadi anak-anak: suka bertengkar, ngambek, ngeyel, dan ribut karena soal-soal sepele. Keempat, kalian rela kehilangan kesehatan demi mengejar uang, tetapi membuangnya kembali untuk mengembalikan kesehatan itu. Hal-hal begitulah yang membuat hidup kalian susah." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARTAWAN: "Lantas apa nasihat Tuhan agar kami hidup bahagia?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUHAN: "Lho? Semua nasihat ‘kan sudah pernah Kuberikan. Ini satu lagi keanehan kalian: suka melupakan nasihat-Ku. Tetapi karena majalahmu dibaca semua orang, baiklah Kuulangi beberapa yang terpenting. &lt;br /&gt;(1) Kalian harus sadar bahwa mengejar rezeki adalah sebuah kesalahan. Yang seharusnya kalian lakukan ialah menata diri agar kalian layak dikucuri rezeki. Jadi, jangan mengejar rezeki, tetapi biarlah rezeki yang mengejar kalian. (2) Siapa yang kalian miliki lebih berharga daripada apa yang kalian punyai. Jadi, perbanyaklah teman, kurangi musuh. Ingat, seribu kawan masih kurang, satu lawan terlalu banyak. &lt;br /&gt;(3) Membandingkan rezeki sendiri dengan rezeki orang lain adalah sebuah kebodohan. Kalian seharusnya mensyukuri apa yang sudah kalian terima. Khususnya, kenalilah talenta dan potensi yang kalian miliki lalu kembangkanlah itu sebaik-baiknya, maka kalian akan menjadi manusia unggul. Pada kondisi ini jugalah rezeki akan selalu mengikuti kalian. &lt;br /&gt;(4) Orang terkaya di antara kalian bukanlah dia yang mengumpulkan paling banyak, tetapi dia yang paling memerlukan sedikit sehingga masih sanggup memberi bagi sesamanya. &lt;br /&gt;(5) Orang terbesar di antara kalian ialah dia yang menolong orang lain menjadi besar, bukan yang membesarkan dirinya dengan mengejar berbagai gelar dan jabatan. Yang terakhir ini mendatangkan sinisme sedangkan yang pertama mendatangkan afeksi. Jadi, kalian harus mendalami lagi makna pelayanan. &lt;br /&gt;(6) Dua orang bisa melihat dan mengalami hal yang sama tetapi menghayatinya secara berbeda. Jadi belajarlah memahami pikiran dan perasaan orang lain. Secara khusus, jangan pernah memutlakkan pendapat kalian sendiri. Bertanya, mendengar, dan berdialog lebih baik daripada beropini, berteori, dan saling membantah. &lt;br /&gt;(7) Bila kalian berbuat salah, tidak cukup hanya mendapat ampunan dari-Ku, tetapi kalian juga harus belajar mengampuni diri sendiri. Itu saja. Bila kalian mengamalkan tujuh nasihat ini, niscaya kalian baik-baik saja." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARTAWAN: "Dahulu lewat Nabi Musa, Tuhan memberikan Sepuluh Nasihat, tidakkah Tuhan menambah dua lagi agar sempurna?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUHAN: "Memang sepuluh itu angka sempurna, tetapi tujuh juga sempurna. Jadi, itu sudah lengkap. Tapi karena kau wartawan pemberani Kuberi bonus satu: Ingatlah, dalam semua kesusahan kalian, Aku selalu siap membantu. Jadi, jangan kalian sia-siakan keahlian-Ku. Dan Aku pun masih seperti yang dulu: Maha pengasih lagi Maha penyayang! Segitu aja. Semoga kalian sukses dan selalu bahagia!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-1317216411475670431?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/1317216411475670431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=1317216411475670431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1317216411475670431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1317216411475670431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/wawancara-dengan-tuhan.html' title='Wawancara Dengan Tuhan'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7103243098390583288</id><published>2007-10-12T18:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T18:58:41.015+07:00</updated><title type='text'>where is my dad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rw9ha4o7WlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RBjAFDVjfE8/s1600-h/Rtu.Prapat_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rw9ha4o7WlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RBjAFDVjfE8/s320/Rtu.Prapat_01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120418415852083794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess where is my dad? This photo was taken in 1951 when he and his siblings were young. None of them hadn't been married yet. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7103243098390583288?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7103243098390583288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7103243098390583288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7103243098390583288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7103243098390583288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-is-my-dad.html' title='where is my dad?'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rw9ha4o7WlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RBjAFDVjfE8/s72-c/Rtu.Prapat_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2923404699480063868</id><published>2007-10-12T06:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T06:51:52.802+07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Long as We Got Each Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;by Steve Dorff and John Bettis lyrics - Growing Pains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me that smile again. (Show me that smile) &lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste another minute on your cryin’. &lt;br /&gt;We're nowhere near the end (nowhere near) &lt;br /&gt;The best is ready to begin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhh. As long as we got each other &lt;br /&gt;We got the world spinnin right in our hands. &lt;br /&gt;Baby you and me, we gotta be &lt;br /&gt;The luckiest dreamers who never quit dreamin’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as we keep on givin’ &lt;br /&gt;we can take anything that comes our way &lt;br /&gt;Baby, rain or shine, all the time &lt;br /&gt;We got each other Sharin’ the laughter and love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2923404699480063868?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2923404699480063868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2923404699480063868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2923404699480063868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2923404699480063868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-long-as-we-got-each-other.html' title='As Long as We Got Each Other'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-6268588351005163472</id><published>2007-10-10T19:40:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:45:31.020+07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Boru Panggoaran*</title><content type='html'>Hodo Borukku &lt;br /&gt;Tappuk ni ate-atekki &lt;br /&gt;Hodo Borukku &lt;br /&gt;Tappuk ni pusu-pusuki &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burju - Burju maho &lt;br /&gt;Namarsingkolai &lt;br /&gt;Asa dapot ho&lt;br /&gt;Na sinitta ni rohami &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molo matua songot au &lt;br /&gt;Hodo manarihon au &lt;br /&gt;Molo martinggang au inang &lt;br /&gt;Hodo na manogu-nogu au &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai hodo borukku &lt;br /&gt;Boru panggoarankki &lt;br /&gt;Sai sahat ma da na dirohami&lt;br /&gt;Ai hodo borukku &lt;br /&gt;Boru panggoaranki &lt;br /&gt;Sai sahat ma da na dirohami&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-6268588351005163472?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/6268588351005163472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=6268588351005163472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6268588351005163472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6268588351005163472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/boru-panggoaran.html' title='*Boru Panggoaran*'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-8146645704636797435</id><published>2007-10-08T21:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T18:59:27.213+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quel Gourmand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rwy-l4o7WiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aM1KcQd69cw/s1600-h/quelle+gourmand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rwy-l4o7WiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aM1KcQd69cw/s320/quelle+gourmand.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119676434481895970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je n’ai pas encore se rencontre quelque personne comme lui.&lt;br /&gt;Il a besoin tout, c’est a dire, il est tres...tres…gourmand &lt;br /&gt;Juste pour me faire contente, il ne pourrais pas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’est que dans sa tete est comment gagner beaucoup d’argent, comment utiliser l’internet pour lui-meme, c’est incroyable mais c’est vrais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oui, je sais que quelque fois je suis coquine. J’ai le courage pour se defendre par les mots. Pour exemple aujourd’hui. J’ai ecrit seulement 2 articles et elle m’a dit qu’un jour, on pourrais exchanger les taches. J’ecrirai ce que Asnah fait a ce moment, et aussi visa versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors, j’ai demande a elle, comment de ‘lui’?  Hahaha, je suis tres coquine, hein?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-8146645704636797435?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/8146645704636797435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=8146645704636797435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8146645704636797435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8146645704636797435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/quel-gourmand.html' title='Quel Gourmand'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rwy-l4o7WiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aM1KcQd69cw/s72-c/quelle+gourmand.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-4083193639564819353</id><published>2007-10-08T17:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:16:38.222+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming...More !!!</title><content type='html'>Swimming is by far one of the most fun and enjoyable fitness activities one can participate in. Swimming, unlike jogging, cycling, weightlifting or any other activity, is ideal for any age or physical ability. Use this guide to help make swimming part of your fitness routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Benefits of Swimming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to beat swimming when it comes to a sport that strengthens the body, soothes the mind, regulates breathing, stimulates circulation and puts no stress on the joints - all in one. Unlike running or weight training, which concentrate on specific muscle groups, swimming benefits the upper body, torso and legs together and is one of the fastest ways to improve general strength, stamina and cardiovascular fitness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming is a very low impact exercise. The provided weightlessness of the water greatly reduces stress on joints, virtually eliminating the potential of back, knee and other muscular injuries that are common in high impact activities such as running. The water pressure against the legs and arms is also beneficial to the circulatory system. The water pressure adds to the muscle pressure exerted on the veins to aid in returning blood to the heart and lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the American Heart Association, just 30-60 minutes of physical activity, 3-4 days per week can help reduce your risk for heart disease, stroke, and diabetes. As a regular physical activity, swimming can also help lower your blood pressure and cholesterol. Get fit. Swim! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calories Burned Per Hour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regard to weight loss, fitness swimming gives you the best aerobic workout with the least amount of joint stress or impact. According to studies, full body workout swimming burns up to 790 calories per hour. That's 70 more calories than running and cycling which are the next closest common activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swim Styles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freestyle (Front Crawl):&lt;br /&gt;This is the most recognized of swimming strokes and first to learn, as it incorporates all the essential swimming techniques needed for all strokes. &lt;br /&gt;Two Principals of Freestyle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body position – Head, hips &amp; feet at surface, streamlined. The Zip Fin will help achieve correct body position at the surface of the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lengthening of the Body – While keeping one arm out front, rolling your torso from side to side will allow body position to stretch to maximum length and lead to less body resistance in the water. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RwoCjoo7WXI/AAAAAAAAACo/z-Kx_8Q0V9k/s1600-h/fit_freestyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RwoCjoo7WXI/AAAAAAAAACo/z-Kx_8Q0V9k/s200/fit_freestyle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118906737687746930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breast Stroke:&lt;br /&gt;Timing is very important, pull with your arms first and following with a strong "frog" kick. This is an excellent stroke to warm up or cool down with, as it is less taxing on your body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RwoC0Io7WYI/AAAAAAAAACw/uhCsKYH_YRk/s1600-h/fit_breastroke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RwoC0Io7WYI/AAAAAAAAACw/uhCsKYH_YRk/s200/fit_breastroke.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118907021155588482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back Stroke:&lt;br /&gt;Much of the focus on the back stroke is leg propulsion; so choose this stroke for the most powerful leg workout. Using the Zip Fins here will give you more kicking thrust. Using a Tinted Seal Mask is recommended to protect your eyes from bright light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RwoDEYo7WZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RpQ_JDJ87Ds/s1600-h/fit_backstroke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RwoDEYo7WZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RpQ_JDJ87Ds/s200/fit_backstroke.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118907300328462738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health/Fitness Benefits of Stroke Skills &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Controlled breathing leads to developing your lung muscles and overall aerobic fitness. &lt;br /&gt;Arm pull – This action will build your triceps, shoulders, chest and back muscles. &lt;br /&gt;Rolling torso – This action will build your abdominal muscles. &lt;br /&gt;Kick – This action will build all leg muscles. &lt;br /&gt;Swimming will lead to a well rounded fitness program, while incorporating less physical damage to your joints and tendons as other more physically punishing fitness programs do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As with all swimming strokes, it is best to learn by working with a qualified instructor at your local pool facility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-4083193639564819353?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/4083193639564819353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=4083193639564819353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4083193639564819353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4083193639564819353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-know-more-about-swimming.html' title='Swimming...More !!!'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RwoCjoo7WXI/AAAAAAAAACo/z-Kx_8Q0V9k/s72-c/fit_freestyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-1178999227666084599</id><published>2007-10-08T15:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:29:57.498+07:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming</title><content type='html'>Gak terasa hampir lima tahun gue gak pernah menyentuh kolam renang lagi. Namun, lantaran bodi gue udah terlalu over, gue bertekad untuk menempuh segala acara untuk bisa mengurangi kelebihan 8 kilogram yang bertengger di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan pagi udah (kadang-kadang) gue lakuin, tips ramping ala Jepang dengan niup-niup sedotan juga udah. Nah, sekarang giliran berenang yang harus gue lakoni. Bermodalkan baju renang pinjaman, dengan langkah pede, gue melangkah menuju Relasi. Setelah dipikir-pikir penampilan gue sangat 'berani'. Pasalnya, gue melintas di jalan raya dengan hanya mengenakan celana pendek ungu yang dipadu dengan kaos hitam hasil launching-an (Hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berhubung bulan puasa, suasana di sana sangat sepi. Selain gue, cuma ada satu pria yang berenang saat itu. Namun, saat gue selesai salin baju, pria itu sudah tidak ada lagi. Jadinya, kolam renang seolah-olah milik gue sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooopps, harus mulai dari gaya apa dulu yah? Memori masa kecil gue korek dengan paksa untuk mengingat-ingat gaya berenang yang sempat diajarkan pelatih renang gue kala itu. Hahaha, masih saja gaya kodok yang jadi andalan gue. Setelah itu, barulah gue mencoba gaya bebas. I did it. Sayangnya, gue gak berhasil melakukan gaya punggung serta gaya kupu-kupu. (Padahal, gue terbilang jago soal dua gaya ini). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, namanya aja udah hampir 17 tahun gak dipakai....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-1178999227666084599?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/1178999227666084599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=1178999227666084599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1178999227666084599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1178999227666084599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/swimming.html' title='swimming'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-4184541634158814487</id><published>2007-10-07T17:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:12:19.988+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complain corner'/><title type='text'>permen alat tukar sah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rwi8noo7WUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4Gg6hq99f5A/s1600-h/stk32803bsr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rwi8noo7WUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4Gg6hq99f5A/s200/stk32803bsr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118548365616568642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertanyaan ini sempat melintas di benak gue tatkala belanja di Indomaret tadi siang. Rasanya gak terima aja, sebuah mini market dengan seenak jidatnya mengalihfungsikan permen sebagai pengganti uang kembalian? Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emangnya mereka gak punya cadangan uang receh sebelum mulai membuka toko tadi pagi? Please deh... So, dengan raut muka yang setengah ditekuk, gue langsung protes. &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;          "Mbakh, ada tiga ratus?"&lt;br /&gt;          "Gak ada!"&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Sang kasir lantas memberikan kembalian satu lembar uang 5000 dan 3 buah permen. (Total belanja gue 14.700 dan uang gue 20.000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          "Saya mau uang aja!" (tegas gue)&lt;br /&gt;          "Gak ada dua ratus-nya" (sang kasir tak kalah ngotot)&lt;br /&gt;          "Tapi saya mau UANG!!" (gue gak kalah ngototnya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjuangan gue gak sia-sia. Walaupun dengan muka ditekuk (dan pastinya dumelan di dalam hati), si kasir itu memberikan gue satu koin 500 perak. Seharusnya semua orang seperti gue, biar kebiasaan ngasih permen sebagai kembalian musnah dari bumi ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-4184541634158814487?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/4184541634158814487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=4184541634158814487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4184541634158814487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/4184541634158814487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/10/apakah-permen-alat-tukar-yang-sah.html' title='permen alat tukar sah?'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rwi8noo7WUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4Gg6hq99f5A/s72-c/stk32803bsr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-7317468159164484201</id><published>2007-09-27T17:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:12:19.988+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complain corner'/><title type='text'>je les deteste tout...</title><content type='html'>Sakit hatiku...&lt;br /&gt;To remember what had happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rvuq2xnpCbI/AAAAAAAAACI/9kNzllwsq7Q/s1600-h/200318582-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rvuq2xnpCbI/AAAAAAAAACI/9kNzllwsq7Q/s200/200318582-002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114869659818592690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne sais pais comment dire mais c'est vrais. Je les deteste tout. Je l'ai demande ou j'irai, mais elle n'a pas me repondu. Elle est occupee d'essayer telephoner mon collegue as if I wasn't there. Hello???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-7317468159164484201?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/7317468159164484201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=7317468159164484201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7317468159164484201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/7317468159164484201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/09/je-les-deteste-tout.html' title='je les deteste tout...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rvuq2xnpCbI/AAAAAAAAACI/9kNzllwsq7Q/s72-c/200318582-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-6324670466597209335</id><published>2007-09-18T01:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:12:19.988+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complain corner'/><title type='text'>I Didn't Make It (Again) ...</title><content type='html'>Another failure won't make your life change a lot. I have got this lesson last year when I failed to reach my dream ever since. But I have already known that it's not easy to pass the foreign department test so there's nothing wrong to try it again this year. I didn't make it again this year. Well, since this is my last chance to be able to join the test, I have to change my dream now. In my head, I have already a plan. For the coming year, I'm going to apply for another job. Should be closer to my home and also get better payment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Ru7PLHJ1GYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/T2UXAHG8JAs/s1600-h/10011571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Ru7PLHJ1GYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/T2UXAHG8JAs/s200/10011571.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111250416917879170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-6324670466597209335?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/6324670466597209335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=6324670466597209335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6324670466597209335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6324670466597209335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-didnt-make-it-again.html' title='I Didn&apos;t Make It (Again) ...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Ru7PLHJ1GYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/T2UXAHG8JAs/s72-c/10011571.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-1227872026233573199</id><published>2007-09-15T11:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:45:21.399+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kabuuuuuuuuuurrrrr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Ru7LPHJ1GXI/AAAAAAAAABs/_MSF3iZf0Ys/s1600-h/200552941-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Ru7LPHJ1GXI/AAAAAAAAABs/_MSF3iZf0Ys/s200/200552941-002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111246087590844786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini ada acara di rumah. Mengingat ribetnya proses pernikahan dalam adat Batak, so gue gak tahu persis nama acara hari ini.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang pasti, karena ini hari Sabtu, gue harus pergi ke kantor. Apalagi entar sore gue musti presentasi di depan kelas kursus bahasa Perancis gue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadinya yah, gue berhalangan dengan sukses untuk hadir di acara hari ini… Je suis desolee yah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-1227872026233573199?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/1227872026233573199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=1227872026233573199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1227872026233573199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1227872026233573199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/09/ada-lamaran-di-rumah-kabuuuuuuuuuurrrrr.html' title='Kabuuuuuuuuuurrrrr...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Ru7LPHJ1GXI/AAAAAAAAABs/_MSF3iZf0Ys/s72-c/200552941-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-2061047715562020841</id><published>2007-07-26T20:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:13:02.723+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hari-hari di kantor'/><title type='text'>mon collegue Zilli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqigkY7hzGI/AAAAAAAAABM/CGIO8fcu4bA/s1600-h/zili+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqigkY7hzGI/AAAAAAAAABM/CGIO8fcu4bA/s320/zili+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091495925770210402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last day I can see him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will move to the new office, leaving me alone to make 'Berita Terkini' and 'Hot Event'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman berargumen, cela-celaan via friendster tapi biarpun kerap nyebelin, tapi sebenarnya dia itu ngagenin dan suka ngingetin gue sama mantan gue. Yah, maklumlah, selain sama-sama wond ndeso, beliau juga berasal dari kota pempek, Palembang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you again, ahmad 'Jale' zazili, hope we can see again one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture will always reminds me the moment we share together, the laugh, the 'curhat', the 'celaan', the story about si hitem, si hamster, si perancis dan juga si james. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat berkarya di tempat baru, opaku tersayang.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-2061047715562020841?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/2061047715562020841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=2061047715562020841&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2061047715562020841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/2061047715562020841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/07/mon-collegue-zilli.html' title='mon collegue Zilli'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqigkY7hzGI/AAAAAAAAABM/CGIO8fcu4bA/s72-c/zili+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-1592379951520959441</id><published>2007-07-26T19:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:13:33.491+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for fun'/><title type='text'>chocolatier</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqicQI7hzFI/AAAAAAAAABE/XsXJAduV3Wo/s1600-h/FD000635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091491179831348306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqicQI7hzFI/AAAAAAAAABE/XsXJAduV3Wo/s200/FD000635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;here's i introduce you to my new game : chocolatier&lt;br /&gt;i got this game from downloading it from yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;well, i have finished playing this game and I've finally received the highest achievement as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;chocolatier&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asyik juga mainin game ini. pasalnya kita dituntut untuk bisa menjadi seorang pengusaha coklat yang baik. Selain dituntut untuk bisa nawar harga dan mencari resep coklat terbaru, kita juga punya misi khusus untuk menyatukan Evelyne dengan keluarga besarnya serta kekasih lamanya yang tinggal di Hong Kong. Penasaran kan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.....but still missing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesims2.ea.com/"&gt;the sims 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='chocolatier'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqicQI7hzFI/AAAAAAAAABE/XsXJAduV3Wo/s72-c/FD000635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-1115131273842446677</id><published>2007-07-26T15:29:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:13:02.723+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hari-hari di kantor'/><title type='text'>save for now, but not tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rqhb1I7hzCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yWY2q8Ab3p8/s1600-h/tel_people360x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091420347230702626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rqhb1I7hzCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yWY2q8Ab3p8/s200/tel_people360x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gosip soal pemotongan gaji sebagai ganti pemakaian telepon memang sudah beredar sejak kemarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastinya gue udah deg-degan aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimana kalau misalnya gue sampai kena ratusan ribu. alamat bakal nodong emak ini satu bulan ke depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini, ketahuan juga, berapa total pemakaian gue yang di atas ambang kewajaran itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senangnya, pasalnya gue cuma kena 33 ribu rupiah lebih dikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang bikin gue tambah lega lagi, telepon  itu emang gue pakai untuk nelpon nara sumber.&lt;br /&gt;catat yah : 08151467XXXX dan 0812939XXXX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soalnya gue memang malas untuk pergi ke lokasi syuting yang jauh dan juga malas untuk nunggu orang selesai syuting, jadinya yah  gue lebih milih untuk ngobrol via telpon aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save for now, but don't know for tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-1115131273842446677?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/1115131273842446677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=1115131273842446677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1115131273842446677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/1115131273842446677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/07/gosip-soal-pemotongan-gaji-untuk-ganti.html' title='save for now, but not tomorrow...'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rqhb1I7hzCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yWY2q8Ab3p8/s72-c/tel_people360x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-8705059497049687032</id><published>2007-07-22T10:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:13:02.724+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hari-hari di kantor'/><title type='text'>PRAYER BEFORE STARTING WORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqLV6I7hzBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6XOON0Nt9_Y/s1600-h/dog_pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089865723688373266" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqLV6I7hzBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6XOON0Nt9_Y/s320/dog_pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqLVZY7hzAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-QivTGD3cfY/s1600-h/dog_pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My heavenly father, as I enter this work place, I bring Your presence with me.&lt;br /&gt;I speak Your peace, Your grace, Your mercy, and your perfect order into this office.&lt;br /&gt;I acknowledge Your power over all that will be spoken, thought, decided, and done within these walls.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I thank You for the gifts You have blessed me with.&lt;br /&gt;I commit to using them responsibly to do my job.&lt;br /&gt;Anoint my projects, ideas, and energy, so that even my smallest accomplishment may bring Your glory.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, when I am confused, guide me.&lt;br /&gt;When I am weary, energize me.&lt;br /&gt;When I am burned out, infuse me with the light of the holy spirit.&lt;br /&gt;May the work that I do and the way I do it bring faith, joy, and smile to all that I come in contact with today.&lt;br /&gt;And Oh Lord, when I leave this place, give me traveling mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Bless my family and home to be in order as I left it.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I thank you for everything You've done, everything You're doing, and everything You're going to do.&lt;br /&gt;In the name of Jesus Christ, I pray, with much Love and thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-8705059497049687032?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/8705059497049687032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=8705059497049687032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8705059497049687032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8705059497049687032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/07/prayer-before-starting-work.html' title='PRAYER BEFORE STARTING WORK'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqLV6I7hzBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6XOON0Nt9_Y/s72-c/dog_pray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-8000727579026816218</id><published>2007-07-22T09:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T15:17:17.775+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Restu Sinaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqLJY47hy_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/BZdQM9nbv9I/s1600-h/41xo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089851958318189554" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqLJY47hy_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/BZdQM9nbv9I/s320/41xo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqLIYI7hy-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TnlMzz-Paik/s1600-h/41xo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama Lengkap : Restu Sinaga&lt;br /&gt;Tempat/ Tanggal Lahir : Jakarta, 21 September 1974&lt;br /&gt;Pendidikan Terakhir : Sarjana Ilmu Bisnis dan&lt;br /&gt;Administrasi Universitas&lt;br /&gt;Oregon Amerika Serikat&lt;br /&gt;Nama Orangtua : Edward Janner Sinaga dan Pia&lt;br /&gt;Makanan Kesukaan : Sushi&lt;br /&gt;Zodiak : Virgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restu Sinaga mengaku jika awalnya ia iseng saja ketika pertama menginjakkan kakinya ke dunia modeling. Kala itu, teman-teman Restu yang sama-sama kuliah di luar negeri, bekerja di majalah fashion baru. Karena membutuhkan wajah-wajah baru untuk mengisi majalah fashion tersebut, akhirnya pengagum akting Kevin Spacey ini diajak sang teman berfoto untuk majalah mereka. “Awalnya sih saya gak tertarik sebenarnya. Cuma karena saya belum kerja, yah saya ikut juga. Mengisi waktu luang buat nambah-nambah pemasukan,” beber pria berdarah &lt;strong&gt;Batak-Thailand&lt;/strong&gt; ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restu masih mengingat dengan jelas rasa grogi yang ia alami kala peragaan busana pertamanya. Pasalnya, ia sama sekali tidak tahu bagaimana cara berjalan yang baik di atas catwalk. Untunglah Guruh Soekarno Putra, si penyelenggara acara, mau turun tangan melatih cara berjalan penyuka olahraga basket dan fitness ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesibukan pria yang berulang tahun tiap tanggal 21 September ini membuat Restu awalnya ogah berkiprah di dunia akting. Pasalnya selain disibukkan dengan jadwal pemotretan dan fashion show, Restu juga mengelola sebuah perusahaan desain interior miliknya sendiri, Ad Living. Namun akhirnya ia luluh juga setelah dibujuk Davina, temannya sesama model, untuk bermain dalam film ‘Lovely Luna’ sebagai kekasih Davina. Tak berselang lama, Erwin Arnada dari Rex Cinema menawarkan bungsu dari empat bersaudara ini untuk mengikuti kasting film terbarunya, ‘Cinta Silver’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak disangka jika karakter Syahlevi Bachtiar alias Levi yang ia perankan dalam film tersebut membuat Restu semakin mulai merasa enjoy berakting. Hingga kini, lulusan Universitas Oregon Amerika Serikat ini telah membintangi lima judul film layar lebar serta beberapa judul sinetron. Saat ini, ia tengah menjalani syuting film layar lebar terbarunya, ‘Susahnya Jadi Perawan’. Di sini, penyuka sushi ini menjadi seorang produser musik yang sukses namun bersifat sombong dan culas. Rosa Hilda/ Berbagai Sumber/ krosceknews.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinetron :&lt;br /&gt;• Cinta Abadi&lt;br /&gt;• Ramalan Alisha&lt;br /&gt;• Semua Demi Casanova&lt;br /&gt;• Mengejar Jodoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film :&lt;br /&gt;• Lovely Luna&lt;br /&gt;• Cinta Silver&lt;br /&gt;• Missing&lt;br /&gt;• Koper&lt;br /&gt;• I Love You, Om&lt;br /&gt;• Susahnya Jadi Perawan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-8000727579026816218?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/8000727579026816218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=8000727579026816218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8000727579026816218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/8000727579026816218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/07/restu-sinaga.html' title='Restu Sinaga'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/RqLJY47hy_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/BZdQM9nbv9I/s72-c/41xo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650005359256224893.post-6716189582223082735</id><published>2007-07-22T08:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T15:47:00.704+07:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog (again?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rqhfdo7hzDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-ze850Aq2hM/s1600-h/writing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091424341550287922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rqhfdo7hzDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-ze850Aq2hM/s200/writing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm introducing you to my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;well, i hope this one can lasts long, not like the others.&lt;br /&gt;visit this blog regulary, then you'll know me better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now, see you then, bye-bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650005359256224893-6716189582223082735?l=rhombingme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/feeds/6716189582223082735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650005359256224893&amp;postID=6716189582223082735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6716189582223082735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650005359256224893/posts/default/6716189582223082735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhombingme.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-blogger-again.html' title='new blog (again?)'/><author><name>shamanoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978804442618181450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Sznz-hwkiGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kxOyukSXQXs/S220/ME+PAMER+ANTING.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zmqzLDi8sss/Rqhfdo7hzDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-ze850Aq2hM/s72-c/writing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
