<?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-8926972010757859025</id><updated>2012-01-04T00:50:22.929+07:00</updated><category term='music'/><category term='songs'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='school'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Family'/><category term='university'/><category term='course'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='friends'/><category term='private'/><title type='text'>Mijn Daily Journal</title><subtitle type='html'>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Projekto por praktikas Anglan. Ne miri vi trovos gramatika eraro.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;A project to practice English. No wonder you will find grammatical error.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;i&gt;*image by: Andrea M.F&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-3437927676315963052</id><published>2012-01-03T23:12:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T23:54:29.052+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerstmist met Familie (van mijn oma) en Volgende Verhaal van Mijn Schripsie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy holidays! It's 2012 now! So many things happened, cerita tentang skripsi masih berlanjut, gosip keluarga, dan obsesi gue bikin website tentang &lt;i&gt;stamboom&lt;/i&gt; keluarga gue. Sekarang gw lagi di ruang makan, rencananya mau ngoding nambahin beberapa &lt;i&gt;requirements &lt;/i&gt;dari kantor kemaren, eh tapi ngecek last.fm, ada link ke blog, jadi tergugah buat nulis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi ceritanya tanggal 30 kmrn, kita dateng lagi ke kantor, soalnya program (yang gw bikin) mau dipresentasiin kepada karyawan. Yah, sebagai pembukaan gitu loh. Perkenalan a.k.a launching. Dibikin rapat besar gituh. Jadi sebelumnya proyek finalnya udah dikasih ke Mr. Hendrique selaku staff IT di sana. Terus di-hosting sama dia. Et voila! Ada beberapa &lt;i&gt;bug&lt;/i&gt; ternyata. Dia sms suruh gw fix, gw bilang ini masalah datanya nih, ente udah pake yang baru ya? Dia trs bilang kalo masalah database mah besok aje ye, ogud udah di rumah. Katanya. Yaudah besoknya pagi jam 10 gw dateng minta data baru nih.Udah dikasih data-data yang baru. Tapi tetep bug. Gw tanya lagi ini tetep bug nih, kodingan gw ada yg diubah ga? Dia bilang ga. Eh trs dia sadar katanya tabel karyawannya baru. swt. Dikasih lah gue tabel REAL msKaryawan yang bermega-mega itu sampe import SQL di laptop gw gak bisa. Waktu semakin dekat untuk presentasi jam 1330 akhirnya karena failed terus, gw minta recordnya dalam satu biro aja. Baru deh bisa import. BARU DEH BISA DIBENERIN. Udah gitu sambil gw benerin diajak lah ngobrol masalah programmnya sama si Hendrique, ya kagak jadi2. Belom kepotong lunch. Menjelang half over twee baru deh si Misyu kelimpungan, gw jg jadi panik dan ada satu bug yang blm ada penyelesaiannya (yang ternyata... karena kebodohan gue sendiri) jadi gw bilang sama dia kalo ntr di demoin pake yang 'aman' aja. Il a parle d'accord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terus kita dateng ke ruang rapat, yang tidak seperti biasanya. INI YANG HADIR BANYAK BANGET!!! Juga di situ disebutkan beberapa nama yang gak asing di tabel msKaryawan. Jadi teka teki selama ini terjawab. Oooh ini yang namanya ini, ooh ini yg judes namanya ini, ih dia kan jabatannya rendah, kok sombong sih dan lainnya. Akhirnya tiba saatnya program untuk didemonstrasikan. Awalnya sih oke sampe akhirnya Miss Yuni yang demoin tidak menggunakan mode 'aman' gw udah mulai panik. Gw kasih tau ke Mr. Hendrique kalo yang Ms. Yuni operasikan bakalan gagal eh tetep loh Ms Yuni pake. JEGERRRRR gue berasa ditelanjangin. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;watashi no chin chin wa okii desu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , jadi ga masalah. Bukan itu juga masalahnya sih, ya tapi harga diriku dipertaruhkan. Udah lah terbuka semuanya kalo programku masih ada bug. Hiks. Akhirnya setelah rapat Mr. Hendrique beri beberapa saran dan tambahan fitur. Gue meng-OK-an. Sampe rumah gw periksa tuh bug apa yang tadi terjadi. Ternyata.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuma kurang tanda kutip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iya itu gue udah tau. Di salah satu &lt;span&gt;function()&lt;/span&gt; doang. Tapi ternyata di &lt;span&gt;function()&lt;/span&gt; lain yang lain juga kurang kutipnya. OMG cuma kurang kutip. Gw bisa benerin kurang dari 1min dan bisa dipresentasikan dengan lancar, dan gak jadi pikiran selama gue pulang ke rumah. Huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tanggal 31 pagi ade tiri oma gw dateng dari SBY, sama anaknya. Mereka nginep di rumah gue. Mijn moeder was being so nice to them. Kita makan dalem satu meja gitu (biasanya gak pernah). Sebelumnya gw juga beberes sih, kamar mandi dan kamar gue, karena mereka bakalan pake itu kan. Banyak cerita dari mereka, tentang keluarga gue yang lain. Dari hubungannya Bob Tutupoly ke keluarga gue sampe bokapnya oma gue yang ternyata nikahin cewe yang seumuran oma gue yang notabene ibunya si ade tiri oma gw ini. Mijn honden ook zijn nice aan ze. Pas mereka udah pulang gw iseng-iseng buka Visio 2010 terus bikin stamboom. Udah jadi sih, tapi agak kurang detail aja. Abis cuma modal ingetan dari cerita sama stalk facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tahun baruan juga oke lah, gue ngerayain sendiri di balkon rumah ngeliatin fireworks, firecrackers di langit. Seru banget!!! Tapi gak ada yang bisa diajak ngomong, jadilah gw ngomong dan ngomentarin sendiri. Emang gw udah didesain buat hidup sendiri kali ya. Ahahaha... Pokonya thanks banget deh orang-orang daerah Bintaro dan sekitarnya yang udah beli kembang api/petasan dll terus dinyalain. Keren2 banget en rame!! Jadi gue yang gak beli pun bisa menikmatinya :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Omong-omong soal stamboom, while working on Visio tadi gw kepikiran pelajaran Struktur Data yang gw dapet pas freshman year. Gw pengen bikin website tentang stamboom keluarga gue deh. Ada waktu itu gw liat punya saudara gw di belanda dia bikin &lt;a href="http://www.families-angenent.com/Gerrit/gerrit1/b599.htm#P10217"&gt;kayak gini&lt;/a&gt;. Tapi gw pengen bikin beda. Ada sih yang sign up dan create free/paid gitu. Hmm next iseng project lah ntar abis skripsi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Selamat tahun baru!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-3437927676315963052?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3437927676315963052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=3437927676315963052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3437927676315963052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3437927676315963052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/kerstmist-met-familie-van-mijn-oma.html' title='Kerstmist met Familie (van mijn oma) en Volgende Verhaal van Mijn Schripsie'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-4224214437390447929</id><published>2011-12-24T23:24:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:32:27.106+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2011 + Honor Pertamaku dari Keringatku Sendiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's Christmas Eve... Hari ini gue bangun pagi, dengan perasaan was-was. Gak tau kenapa, tiap pagi akhir2 ini gw bangun dengan perasaan was-was. "Hoe laat is het??", "Heb ik vandaag een afspraak?", "Hoe is mijn memoir?", "Heb ik huiswerken?" Selalu deh. Padahal hari ini udah Christmas Eve, udah libur, udah gak ada kerjaan lagi. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aside&lt;/span&gt; dari ngomongin Christmas Eve, gw mau inform sesuatu dulu. Berhubungan dengan rasa was-was yang selalu gw rasakan tiap pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jadi sebenernya gue (bukan gue sih, tapi een van mijn thesis member) udah bikin janji utk presentasi di tempat kita skripsi tentang sejauh apa yang udah kita bikin mengenai &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;requirement&lt;/span&gt;s mereka. Presentasi ini udah dijadwalkan sejak lama sebenarnya, dari kepergian gue ke Singapura waktu itu. Lo bayangin aja, sebenernya gw ke SG dengan beban ngoding yang belom selse dan persiapan sejuta alasan knp belom selse. Dan di SG gw dapet sms dari Derby kalo ternyata presentasi DIUNDUR &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;due to&lt;/span&gt; para tetinggi di sana baru pada pulang dari Bali. Capek katanya. Gue yang lagi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt; saat itu langsung berasa ada paduan suara malaikat di sekitar gue. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angelic voice&lt;/span&gt; gitu deh, kayak lagu 'Angel'nya Flight of the Concords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengunduran kedua adalah, sekitar 2 minggu atau seminggu yang lalu gw lupa, pas gw lagi bete-betenya karena dicuekin oleh my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thesis group&lt;/span&gt;, besoknya Derby (lagi) texted me kalo diundur karena Bos Besar lagi ada di AU. Gue yang lagi bete saat itu jadi lebih cingsung sih, dan bisa nyelsein beberapa kodingan dengan sempurna karena ku kerjakan dari hati. Gak tau sih pokonya puncaknya pas gw pergi ke Xing Ba Ke di PIM di situ gw bisa ngoding dengan khidmat deh. Hasilnya juga OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah jadi Kamis kemaren gw dateng nih ke kantor, bistu presentasi. Gw ceritain aja deh kronologisnya biar gw kalo baca lagi bisa inget dan ketawa2 sendiri. Dateng nih kita jam 1 ke sana, terus katanya biar loginnya ada feel-nya, orang IT di sana Monsieur Hendrique bilang nous avons besoin de trois portables, yaudah gw kasih lah pinjem satu mini laptop gue, sama Toshiba Portege nya Derby. Si Devi gak mau kasih pinjem katanya Firefoxnya ada masalah. Terus ya, keren bgt deh. Si Misyu Hendrique itu kan anak jarkom gitu, dia bisa jadiin laptop si Derby jadi server di mana database dan program kita ada di sana. Terus disambung pake wi-fi. Terus yaudah pas udah nyambung semua asik lah mereka berdua les filles ngutak atik program mereka. Gua? Duduk aja kelaperan. Bos besar dateng dan memulai la reunion. Les filles ont demande moi pour open the presentation. Udah berdiri nih gw siap mengucapkan kata2 sambutan eh yah terus Bos Besar interrupt en nyuruh Mr. Hendrique buat buka presentasinya karena doi orang IT di situ. Yaudh oke gw duduk en les filles cekikikan. Gue sih bodo amat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentasi dimulai dengan programme de les filles, berjalan oke dan biasalah ada interupsi2 kecil. Terus pas bagian gue yah, karena tuh sistem emang baru dan blm pernah dijalanin dan masih angan2, kena banjir lah gw dengan pertanyaan2 yang bukan teknis, tapi tentang sistem tersebut. Gimana pendapat gue lah, terus alat ukur apa yang dapat digunakan agar penggunaan aplikasi tetap objektif, terus tentang masalah kejujuran pegawai dalam penggunaan, siapa yang akan memantau. LAH GUE MANA TAU, SITU KAN BOS KENAPA NANYA OGUD??? Gila di situ tuh perasaan gue, gue lagi di kerjain abis-abisan. Bayangin gw kerjain ini aplikasi sendirian, dari otak sendiri, gak ada temen diskusi, gak ada temen yg support, gak ada yg bantu ngoding T_T terus gw hadapin ini rentetan pertanyaan sendirian?? Gue udah mau nangis saat itu, mata gw udah berkaca-kaca *anjingg lebay banget gue* Dengerin si Bos Besar ngomong aja gue bisa capek sediri loh. Seriusan. Capek. Capek buat maksa utk tetep fokus dengerin dia ngomong. Sebenernya gue udah nangkep maksud dari omongan dia, terus gw mau jelasin ulang sekalian kasih masukan dari gue dan terus aja gw di salah2in, padahal nanti ya di conclusion itu dia lah maksud yang ingin gw sampaikan. Jadi intinya adalah: The conlusion is also my suggestion. Saat itu gw sampe mikir gue udah gak ngerti lagi bahasa formal Indonesia dan lebih baik pliss si Bos Besar ngomong informal Indonesia sama gue. Di punggung gw udah berasa ada batu besar yang siap menimpa gue. Omongan Bos Besar mengarah ke 'alur sistem yang lain' yang kedengarannya kok berbeda dengan yang udah gue buat. MASA GW HARUS BUAT ULANG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw inget jam Casio calculator gw udah beep 2x, brati udah lewat 2 jam, udah jam 4 juga kayaknya waktunya para karyawan buat pulang. Akhirnya conclusion dibacakan oleh Monsieur Hendrique, gue lega. Dan yang bikin hen gao xing dan lebih lega lagi, program kita dipuji sama Bos Besar, katanya bagus udah lebih lah buat anak bachelor degree kayak kita2 ini. Ihh seneng deh. Karyawan yg lain jg responnya positif. Ih, udah berasa sidang skripsi yah kalo gitu. Abis itu ada satu tetinggi di situ bilang ke kita jangan pada pulang dulu. Eh tiba2, Monsieur Hendrique dateng bawa cek $50, buat per orang. Katanya sebagai ongkos udah 'kerja' di situ. OMG OMD gila gw ngerasa bangga banget sama diri gue sendiri, dan sama anggota group thesis gue. Gila woy kita dibayar dari hasil keringet kita sendiri woyyyyyyyy! Ihh seneng! Meski ga sebrapa tapi seneng aja. Gila aja ga nyangka aja dapet duit. Terus Monsieur bilang jangan lupa saran-saran penyempurnaan dikerjain, en submitted avant Dec 30. Kita oke2 aja sih. Masih tenggelam dengan dapet honor tadi. Nyampe rumah gw langsung cerita ke Mami. Ihh seneng deh bisa bikin bangga orangtua.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah makanya itu seharusnya pagi ini gw gak usah bangun pagi dengan was-was, orang udah presentasi dan approved. Mungkin karena kebiasaan bangun dengan rasa was-was kali ya haha. Hari ini gw abisin cuma nonton CTFxC vlogs sama ke gereja. Kan Christmas Eve. Ketemu lagi sama temen-temen katekisasi ih senangnya. Ketemu sama si Gabby udah kerja doi. Udah sekitar 3 bulan deh kayaknya gw gak ke gereja yg satu ini, karena angkotnya susah jadi gw biasa ke gereja deket rumah aja. Pas tadi ke sana ihh udah beda banget ya, padahal cuma 3 atau 4 bulan gt gw tinggalin. Terus gw ngerasa kok jemaatnya jadi beda, muncul muka-muka baru. Kangen juga sih. Ada drama gitu juga tadi. Dan kemudian pikiran gue melayang ke tahun 1999/2000...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat itu gw masih sekolah minggu dan gereja di Sektor IX baru buka. Gw suka bergereja di situ karena bagus, gede, gak sumpek. Terus dulu gw inget banget gue yang pemalu gak mau ikutan paduan suara buat natal. Nyokap maksa ampe nganterin gw latian paduan suara Sekolah Minggu di rumah tante Rita tiap sore. Gw ngerasa gak rugi sekarang. Gw pernah tampil di gereja, eksis, punya banyak temen, ada pengalaman. Terus selain itu seinget gw karena padus nya mau dipadukan dengan drama jadilah gw ikutan drama juga. Meski cuma jadi domba tapi seru banget. Soalnya kita joget-joget gitu dan rame-rame dombanya. Hahaha gw inget gw pake kostum unitard gitu warna putih, trs kaki gw di kasih lonceng jadi kalo jalan ada bunyinya. Lagu yang gw inget selama gw ikut operet Natal adalah:&lt;br /&gt;- Away in the Manger&lt;br /&gt;- The Little Drummer Boy&lt;br /&gt;- Go Tell It on the Mountain&lt;br /&gt;- Pujilah Dia (ini gw bawa lilin ke altar sambil nyanyi)&lt;br /&gt;- Malam Nan Ajaib&lt;br /&gt;dan lagu-lagu lain banyaaak banget karena kan itu acara operet gitu lagunya banyak banget. Seruu. Itu acara natal yang terbagus yang gak pernah gw lupain selama gue hidup. Makasih banget Mom udah maksa gue buat ikutan eksis di gereja. Kadang gitu deh, hal-hal baik dateng dari hal yang memberatkan, yang kita gak suka tetapi ada hal positif yang kita dapet dari situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-4224214437390447929?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4224214437390447929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=4224214437390447929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4224214437390447929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4224214437390447929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-2011.html' title='Christmas Eve 2011 + Honor Pertamaku dari Keringatku Sendiri'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-1751379875641426624</id><published>2011-12-13T22:13:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:05:24.395+07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 -12 -2011 Is It Just a Countdown Or...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hari ini ya gak tau kenapa mood gue drop abis. Padahal gue udah bangun pagi dengan segar, had a nice ontbij, persiapan baju udh dari kmrn malem, trs tinggal berangkat deh kan naar het campus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gue gak tau apaan yg bikin gw ngedrop yg pasti kyknya sejak masuk auditorium cxar "ili" parolis unu la alian sen petis me unuigi. Mi sentis forlasita. Het is te gek, ni estas unu grupo, sed mi ne sentas aparteni al gxi. Gue rada-rada sedih sih, atau gue kecewa dengan mezelf. Gue ngerasa kalo gue have no partopreno, rasanya juga kalo ga ada gue ya tetep aja kok bakalan jalan semua. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ditambah lagi selama pelajaran orang-orang depan blakang samping tuh brisik banget padahal topiknya tentang henpon gw pengen banget dengerin kan. I feel sorry buat dua orang di depan gue yang udah gw maki2 gara2 terlalu brisik. Beneran deh, you guys my friends no hard feeling ya tapi beneran gue terganggu banget sama kalian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then go the deh luncxo tempo, we join one table occupied by onze vrienden, actually they asked us if we want to join and then yes. Actually at that time gw lagi pengen banget sendiri atau cuma bertiga tapi yaudah deh kyknya "yang lain" juga mau join. Nah, yang diluar grupo have their own talk, en mia grupo ankaux, tapi GUE GAK DIAJAK PRATEN KAN, they seem very intense banget yaudh gue ngalah. Gue gak tau deh ah makin mumet banget terus ahirnya udah deh nih kita do our project in de bibli. Mood gw udah mulai gak bagus tapi gue pura-pura banget sok sok ngajak ngomong etc gila beneran ya fake something tuh rasanya membunuh dari dalem. Nambah lagi pas satu dari kita dateng karena telat ze heeft anders druk dulu met haar vrienden terus yaudah deh tuh mereka berdua ngomongin film dan spoiler aja, umm let me correct this, BANGET. Semacam kayak klimaks filmnya diceritain abis2an sama nih satu orang. I TOLD her before please jangan cerita dulu gw blm nonton tapi dia cerita aja gitu ke temen gw yang satu. Gue udah kesel banget, gue diem aja selama dia cerita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dia juga bilang, kalo ada kesulitan bilang aja ya, sini2 gw masih inget kok yang lo tulis kemaren, en then pas gue tanya dia cuma bilang "Ihhh emang kyk gini?" Salah nih, kyknya kmrn gak kyk gini" ANJING, terus mana penyelesaiannya dong, I need suggestions, bukan correction ga jelas kyk gini. Di situ gw udah mau meledak, gw benci banget sama mereka. Kalau mereka gak butuh gw bilang aja kek, gw tau elo pegang andil besar dalem proyek ini, tapi thats not the way you treat other member! Tapi ya klo gue inget lagi, bisa banget loh gue faking it nya, gue mau loh tetep pulang bareng dan ngobrol2 gitu. Ih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sampe stasiun, I fucked up. Again. Gue gak tau kalo jadwal kereta sore ternyata berubah karena gak ada kereta langsung, jadi mau sok2an kayak di Singapore, pake jalur warna warni gitu. Dan gw nunggu satu jam aja dulu. Saat itu mendung. Y mi corazon tambien. Y mis ojos. Gue mau nangissss my life totally fucked me. Sampe di stasiun tujuan juga ujan. Gue masukkin buku Echo dari tote bag ke JanSport Slacker gue, trs gue jalan sampe rumah sambil ujan-ujanan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sambil ujan-ujanan, gue ngomong. Sendiri. Sama diri gue. Gue mengutarakan kekesalan gue hari itu. Mixed juga bahasanya, jadi makin kayak orang gila. Gue emang mikir, ppl would think I'm crazy, but that's no problem. They don't know me, they shouldn't judge me. Mereka gak tau apa yang terjadi sama gue, mereka gak tau kenapa gue bisa melakukan hal itu. Jadi lebih baik mereka diam. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;Create before you critique, otherwise shutup. Everybody do this. &lt;/span&gt;Itu kalo kata temen gue. Agak ga nyambung tapi itu yang ada di otak gw pas nulis maksud gue tadi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekarang gue udah agak tenang, karena abis ujan-ujanan sambil ngomong sendiri tadi jiwa gue udah agak tenang. Terus gue udah tidur cukup sekitar 3 jam. Nah sekarang gw denger suara motor tandanya kaka gw dateng. Dan dia akan merokok. Merokok bisa membuat mood gw drop lagi. OMG oh Dios ayuda me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-1751379875641426624?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1751379875641426624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=1751379875641426624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/1751379875641426624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/1751379875641426624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/13-12-2011-is-it-just-countdown-or.html' title='13 -12 -2011 Is It Just a Countdown Or...'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-2797328808018846500</id><published>2011-12-05T00:37:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T01:03:34.147+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annually Posted?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I look through my blog, bisa dilihat bahwa currently gw ngepost cuma setahun sekali. Last post 2010, dan bawahnya lagi 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekarang gw lagi sibuk skripsi/memoir/thesis dimana kuharus membuat program, diimplementasikan, (dapet royalti :P I hope so), dan menuliskan laporannya. Gracias a Dios, at Binus University kita bisa make a group for doing a thesis. Jadilah kami bertiga, WiNyBy mengerjakan proyek E-Office di sebuah perusahaan milik pemerintah di Jakarta. Udah agak lama sih sebenernya, nous avons faire notre stage la, pour 6 mois, sampe sekarang akhirnya lanjut skripsi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Puji Tuhan deh semua lancar. Sampe sekarang sih masih tahap &lt;i&gt;coding&lt;/i&gt;, dan penulisan bab 4. Yang kurang adalah proses implementasi dan feedback from the users untuk perbaikan. Jadi kata pembimbing kami, paling ga kalian sudah melewati semua tahapan pengembangan aplikasi. Itu yang dia mau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Januari 28 2012 harus udah kumpul. Wish us luck ya guys. Love you &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-2797328808018846500?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2797328808018846500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=2797328808018846500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2797328808018846500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2797328808018846500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/annually-post.html' title='Annually Posted?'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-1548777986128211085</id><published>2011-12-04T23:53:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T01:13:05.938+07:00</updated><title type='text'>新加坡 是 乐趣!! 和 不足够 -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So vorige week, ging ik met mijn broer naar Xin Jia Po. Sounds wierd? It's Singapore in Chinese! lol. Ya, why do I write some Chinese here, in this post? Because OMG I want to learn Chinese, and speak it sooo badddd. Almost everyone in SG speaks Chinese. I took 2-year Chinese class in high school but it wasn't enough. Ok genoeg met deze taal probleem, let's jump to my story in SG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SG is my first country ever to visit. The first stamp I got in mi pasaporte. Udah sih bikin pasport last year buat pergi ke 中国 tapi apa daya, penyakit datang dan menyebabkan kegagalan :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It gets better laa, gue juga gak yakin sih pas mau ke Hainan, soalnya yg ikut jg cuma dikit, takutnya dibatalin gitu yaudah kan ya gapapa sih ga begitu sakit hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, my visit to SG actually adalah sebuah keburu-buruan dari mon frere yang mau pergi ke sana tapi gak mau sendirian. Jadilah dia interrogates gue nanya2 kapan gue vrij, gue bilang mungkin pas masa2 ujian en then he got the tickets booked. Voila, jadilah gue ke SG dengan durasi cuma 2 hari. Pour moi sih ya, it wasn't enough since gue hobi jalan kaki mengitari kota dan melihat-lihat pemandangan luar. Bosan buat gue adalah di mana gue udah sampe hafal jalan2nya dan nothing to do there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi deh gue bawa kartu EZ Link nyokap, sama satu tiket ijo buat ditukerin (lumayan S$1 buat es potong) and we took taxi to de aeropuerto. Kita sengaja ambil penerbangan pagi karena kan kami cuma semalam di sana, jadi supaya bisa abisin waktu aja di sana dari pagi. Abis itu sampe, print boarding pass untuk pulang karena kebodohan kaka gue yg salah kasih alamat e-mail. Fortunately, he ticked the checkbox "Send the 2D barcode too to my phone" so we can have them printed in the airport. Fiuwh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seinget gue the captain bilang perjalanan selama 1jam 57 minuten dan tibalah gue di sebuah area yang beda jauh ya sama ID, ini bersiiiiiiiihhhhhhhhhhh banget and so tidy. Seriusan deh emang sih agak kampung tapi ini mijn eeste tijd buiten ID zijn, gila keren yaa. Air kerannya *mostly everwhere drinkable. Bistu kita ke Metro, buat keluar dari bandara. Beliin tiket buat kaka gue. Dapet deh EZ Link orange S$12. Ada kejadian bodoh sebelum kita beli tu kartu. Kita cari machinenya, ada nih ketemu. Pertama gw mau reload kartu, tapi yang gw bingung adalah "HOW DO I USE THIS FRICKEN MACHINE????" Cuma ada tempat pindai kartu sama masukin duit doang. Lah gimana operatenya dong? Karena di belakang banyak bgt orang ngantri, jadilah gw mundur dan ngeliatin gimana cara make tuh mesin. Ternyata adalah, UI (user interface)nya ada di pojok kiri bawah. Busettttttt mana gw liat. And also, lampunya juga ga terang gt di layar UInya yg makin bikin gw mikir tihs machine doesn't work. Setelah bisa reload kartu, belilah kaka gw sebuah tiket Changi-Cityhall yang mana kemudian kita akan beli EZ Link. What a waste!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Selamat dari bandara, kita ke Merlion dengan arah yang salah. Tapi untungnya, dengan arah yang salah itu gue jadi bisa ngeliat bangunan2 tua jaman Inggris dulu, dan ketemu juga patungnya Oom Raffles lagi lipet tangan. Gue juga selamat gara2 OVI Maps in my Nokia 5800, phew, and peta gretongan pastinya yg ada di bandara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seinget gue nih ya, pertama tuh kita Cityhall, terus wisata sejarah Singapour, Merlion/One Fullerton, Esplanade, Cai Fu Pen Quan (Fountain of Wealth), Bras Basah, Orchard, Plaza 313  (kalo ga salah namanya itu, lupa pokonya angka), Hotel 81 Bencoolen. Plasa 313 itu, kita ke sana gara2 kaka gue pegel gue ajak jalan dari Merlion ke Orchard buat cuci mata sekalian cari hotel. Akhirnya kita ke sana ke Food Republic buat makan. Gila ya biarpun listening gue pas tes TOEFL kemaren lumayan, gue agak susah menerjemahkan Inggris mereka seriusan deh. Jadi aga gak enak gw selalu mengulang kata 'sorry' atau 'pardon'. Abis ketemu hotel kaka gue tepar and gw lanjut jalan melihat Orchard di malam hari. Aslinya sih malem itu gw ajak kaka gw ntn Sound of the Sea tapi dia tepar yaudah lah ya ntar2 aja gw ke sana lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besoknya kita abisin waktu sesuai buku 'Your Essential Singapore Guide' yang dapet gratis di Bandara. Seinget gue sih rute kita Orchard (lagi) - Fivo City - Sentosa - China Town - Little India - Bugis dan yang terakhir.... Changi pastinya. It was fun and tired. Masih ada sekitar SGD 10 di EZ Link gue, I promised mezelf to go back there again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deby dan Dewi gw kasih cokelat wafer karena I was away from the thesis-thing and some fridge magnets. *buatNyogok :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-1548777986128211085?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1548777986128211085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=1548777986128211085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/1548777986128211085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/1548777986128211085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='新加坡 是 乐趣!! 和 不足够 -_-'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-9173352607497887465</id><published>2010-07-20T00:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:48:49.501+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Mi Bedauxras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Akhirnya gue kembali lagi datang ke blog ini. Gak tau kenapa gue cuma pengen cerita. Hari ini gue galau banget. Gatau kenapa. Kalo gue rasa sih ya kurang ada komunikasi. Kalian pernah main The Sims ga? Tau kan ada indikator socialnya. Nah kayaknya hari ini punya gue warnanya merah deh. Biarpun hygiene dan energy ijo tapi tetep aja satu yg merah bikin hari ini galau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gatau kenapa indikator 'social' gue mendadak merah terus. Kalo gak di tengah yang abis ampe pojok. Selalu begini tiap liburan. Ini kenapa gue benciiiiiiii banget yang namanya libur. Gue suka gue dapet kegiatan yang bikin gue sibuk. Gimana pun caranya gue gak dapet free time. idk maybe it slowly kills me tapi gue bener2 suka yg kyk gitu. Social gue nambah terus. Gue inget dimana setengah dari sophomore year gue, gue dapet projek berabrek abrek dan gue mati-matian ngerjainnya. Sampe pulang malem dari kampus, ngerjain tugas through messenger, sibuk nanya2 orang yang jago tentang programming, bergantung sama orang lain (kalo proyeknya yang gue ga suka xP) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gue dapet libur sekitar 2 bulan. Gue udah habisin 19 hari dengan laptop tercinta. CTFxC, YouTube, VidCon, international friends on Twitter, etc. Tapi semua itu ga memulihkan indikator social gue. Itu semua cuma gimana mereka hadir bersama gue secara virtual; dimana gue ga bisa berinteraksi sama sekali dengan mereka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gue ada punya acara bareng temen-temen nonton bareng last vendredo, gatau kenapa suasana ga sebaik yang gue harapkan. Mungkin gara2 udah lama gak ketemu. Gue jadi takut kalo ntr penjurusan bikin kita pecah. Will see lah...... I love you my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-9173352607497887465?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9173352607497887465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=9173352607497887465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/9173352607497887465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/9173352607497887465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2010/07/mi-bedauxras.html' title='Mi Bedauxras'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-4405965561000989191</id><published>2009-07-10T01:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T01:18:03.002+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liburan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've finished my final exam on Monday and now I have 2 months of vacation. I don't know what I have to do during vacation. My friend Paula planned going to Spain on July 23 (skip 2 days of her course) and going to Finland on Aug 1st. How lucky she is! My plans are reading some books (I bought 2 novel while exam) and maybe watching daily Vloggity Vlog. Just it. Checking Twitter, mail, student desk, as usual. Phew, nothing special. Friends, bring me out from house!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm, two month. What I suppose to do? I dont want to sit and surf the internet. I want something different. My friend asked me to find a part time job. I want but where? I want to take holiday course but it was late. The registration has been closed since June and will be opened on August. I little bit regret, why didn't I sign up for mentoring to guide the new students at campus? Huaaaa. This Saturday my Mom will go to Bandung to attend a wedding reception. She has asked me about it and maybe I'll join her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One year was passed. Now I'll start my second year in University. Semoga Berhasil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-4405965561000989191?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4405965561000989191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=4405965561000989191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4405965561000989191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4405965561000989191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/liburan.html' title='Liburan'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-2442599836855928096</id><published>2009-06-20T12:41:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:56:30.993+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><title type='text'>Final Exam is Coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay, finally I finished all of my tasks (essays, projects etc) and practical exam. So now I have 2 days (+Sunday so it'll be 3 days) before final exam period started. Oh ja, finally the desired laptop has been bought last week. I hope this one is the best for me and can help me for doing the uni. tasks. I still force to move my data from old computer to my new laptop. This laptop hasn't optical drive so I can't use DVD to move my data. Any suggestions? (with the cheaper and easiest way).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you still rememeber Jolie? Jolie is 5 months old now and his tooth one by one is changed. Couple days ago my brother found his fang on the floor. So I checked his mouth and ya that was bleeding. We didn't find other fangs. Maybe he swallowed it. Jolie keeps active and he likes chasing and biting bottle. I think because it makes sounds when it biting or chasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe this is quick updates from me. I wish I'll start writing again in summer vacation. Wish me luck on final ekzameno. Adiaux!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-2442599836855928096?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2442599836855928096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=2442599836855928096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2442599836855928096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2442599836855928096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/final-exam-is-coming.html' title='Final Exam is Coming!'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-2616655904536180037</id><published>2009-05-28T18:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:42:14.229+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Sandwich</title><content type='html'>Totally True. LOL. I don't really like peanut butter and jelly in a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You Are a Club Sandwich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofsandwichareyouquiz/sandwich-3.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are have a big personality. It's hard for anyone to ignore you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dream big. You think big. And you eat big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people consider you high maintenance, but you just know what you want... and when you want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend: The Tuna Fish Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mortal enemy: The Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.blogthings.com/whatkindofsandwichareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Sandwich Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-2616655904536180037?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2616655904536180037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=2616655904536180037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2616655904536180037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2616655904536180037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/sandwich.html' title='Sandwich'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-4303711263551805767</id><published>2009-05-11T22:01:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:29:27.752+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><title type='text'>I want need a laptop! and Tivoli Audio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello folks! Teh second semester has been going for almost three months. I just finished my mid-term last week and then my friends and I went to a &lt;a href="http://www.ancol.com/"&gt;theme park&lt;/a&gt;. My friends had fun there (and I so-so. Little bit bored). And so, I'll have my final exam on June. Wish me luck and get a better GPA! I don't know but I want join to mentorship for the coming-up junior on my campus. I do have the criteria except: "Experienced in organisation" LOL. But I'll try my best if I decide to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the real life is going and I'm back to my class, sitting and listening to the lecturer. And now I need a laptop. My current laptop is now pwned by my brother and the PC is getting fubar. The hard-disk drive is almost full so it runs creepy. I did ask my parents to buy me a laptop but unfortunately the &lt;a href="http://h10010.www1.hp.com/wwpc/us/en/sm/WF06b/321957-321957-64295-3841267-3955550-3872994-3872996-3892079.html"&gt;desired laptop&lt;/a&gt; haven't released in Indonesia yet. Gawd. Oh this is not fair. I have no idea why HP would feel the need to withhold shipping to Indonesia. It’s not like it takes any more effort for them to do so. I hope it comes out for Indonesia asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ja, when I studied for my exam in library, I read an art magazine and I discovered this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=M1CLA2_002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 297px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/M1CLA2_002.jpg" alt="Tivoli" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the design! That is so classy! This one come from &lt;a href="http://www.tivoliaudio.com/home.php"&gt;Tivoli Audio&lt;/a&gt;. Tivoli provides many kinds of radio such as internet radio, portable radio, desk radio etc with the classic design. As you can see on the picture that is a desk radio model one. And the model two comes with two speakers, model three comes with an alarm clock. I hope my parents will buy me this cool thing! LOL. Not like the notebook, this stuff have released in Indonesia. You can get in Senayan City, Emax Kemang etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I also want an iPod Classic but I think my parents will think twice to buy me an iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-4303711263551805767?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4303711263551805767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=4303711263551805767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4303711263551805767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4303711263551805767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-need-laptop-and-tivoli-audio.html' title='I &lt;strike&gt;want&lt;/strike&gt; need a laptop! and Tivoli Audio'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-4245358351620194683</id><published>2009-03-15T11:13:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:29:19.545+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><title type='text'>Saturday Night on Campus, New Dog and Uni. Tasks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uni tasks and projects will never stop to disturb my life until I graduate from University and hold the bachelor degree, which is in 3,5 years later. New class and new atmosphere, make me nervous and annoyed. I don't know. I have getting used with my old class with the friends. Although this is annoying, and take time for me to adapt with the environment, the lecturer, I take it positively. It teaches me to adapted with the new area, new community. I learn about communication which is the most complicated to me. If I found my 'comfort zone', I won't leave it. I'll stay there and interact with everyone in the comfort zone. That my minus side. I can't easily interact with new ppl and this one bring the disadvantage for me. Like on February 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c4722acd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 238px; height: 337px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/c4722acd.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my campus there is a subject called 'Character Building'. This subject teaches us to be a good person beside our intelligence. To guide us to be a "Smart and Good" people in everywhere we live. So on this subject the lecturer gave the class a task. The task was watch the Art Performance on Feb 28 and write a report about the event. Because this is new class, and I haven't make closer friends, I feel annoyed and I don't know what to do. I don't have friends to accompany me to the event.&lt;br /&gt;On that day I went to campus, but late because on the previous day I had sleepover. My friend had birthday party and on that night the rain fell for long time so I can't go home and the way to my home was flooded. My friends and I decided to sleepover and I went home at 10 in the next morning. I came home, took a shower and took a nap. I woke up at 1 and the event would start on 1. So I took the latest train and arrived on campus at 3. The auditorium door was closed. Grrrr... I had no idea and no friends beside me. That was gross and I cursed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately I met my friends who had class on that day and we decided to watch Java Jazz on the Move. It started at 5 and ended at 9. &lt;a href="http://www.maliqmusic.com/"&gt;Maliq and D'essentials&lt;/a&gt; performed well that night.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the train station to go home and....... guess what... The last train has left!!!! OMG OMG.. So my friend and I took a taxi. Thanks God there was no traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=28022009002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/28022009002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=28022009003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 261px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/28022009003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another news is, I has a new dog!!!! A black &lt;a href="http://www.akc.org/breeds/labrador_retriever/index.cfm"&gt;Labrador Retriever&lt;/a&gt;. Honestly I don't like the color but his behaves make me love him. He named Jolie (the same name with the old one, I prefer Colbie but the other like Jolie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02032009005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 148px; height: 196px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/02032009005.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes to bite everything. Legs, hands, fingers, boxes, pillow etc. He is so cute. But his color like camouflage for me. Especially when in the dark room. I can't see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I've said about Uni tasks and projects, I have so many tasks now, especially for management class. I hate management. I don't know why. I'll try to like it. Because if we don't like one subject, we can't get it. I prefer science subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ja, I have been sick for one month. Hoah, it's cough. Hope me get rid from this early1!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-4245358351620194683?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4245358351620194683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=4245358351620194683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4245358351620194683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4245358351620194683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-night-on-campus-new-dog-and.html' title='Saturday Night on Campus, New Dog and Uni. Tasks'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-4466674504470131239</id><published>2009-02-26T22:26:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T02:16:19.448+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><title type='text'>Scores are REVEALED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMFG!!! After 2 weeks doing the final exams, and one semester learning and socialising..... scores are revealed! w00t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my friend told me that scores have been published on &lt;a href="http://binusmaya.binus.ac.id/"&gt;student desk&lt;/a&gt;. I didn't believe him because I thought scores will be published on Saturday or weekend. At home I signed in MSN and I saw personal message said that he disappointed with his Indonesian score. I asked him and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scores have been released !!!!&lt;/span&gt; I went to my uni student desk and as you know if many people visit one web in one time it's soooo sucks! I was waiting so long! So while I waiting I told my friends that scores have been released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy to know my scores, and it was good. I'm glad. Not too glad because yeah, I shouldn't get satisfied because the future is waiting. I have to struggle to keep this GPA. In the other hand I'm so thanking God for this scores, this GPA. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/karpadiem/status/1251851407"&gt;Thank you God, you are so good.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-4466674504470131239?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4466674504470131239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=4466674504470131239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4466674504470131239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4466674504470131239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/scores-are-revealed.html' title='Scores are REVEALED!'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-3342605047257719991</id><published>2009-02-25T20:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:30:01.218+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Kind of Juice</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Orange Juice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofjuiceareyouquiz/orange.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an energetic, driven, motivated person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always eager to get started, and you face each day with optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are bright and hopeful. You tend to see what's right as opposed to what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generous and caring. You're always happy to give someone else a little energy boost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofjuiceareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Juice Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A motivated result. I hope that's a real result. I'm so pissed off right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-3342605047257719991?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3342605047257719991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=3342605047257719991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3342605047257719991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3342605047257719991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/kind-of-juice.html' title='Kind of Juice'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-1393216387780665338</id><published>2009-02-21T01:24:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T01:20:24.714+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Next Semester and a Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello there! I'm in vacation now. Days off after the final exams. Final exams went sooo complicated. Especially for Algorithm and Programming, that's ridiculous and soooo difficult! I'm so depressed and frustated after the exam was over. So did my friends. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Attraversiamo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;So I'll start my new semester on Feb 23 with new class. This holiday is just for 10 days and I just went to my high school friend to meet some friends and spent time with internet and book. Just one book. The book is &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethgilbert.com/eatpraylove.htm"&gt;Eat Pray Love&lt;/a&gt; which is the book that &lt;a href="http://andritambunanphotography.com/"&gt;Andri&lt;/a&gt; recommended me to read about one month ago. I took the book but I didn't read it seriously because my uni projects and tasks was waiting to do. So this vacation I took time to finish reading the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;img style="width: 180px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.elizabethgilbert.com/images/eatpraylove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This book is about Liz Gilbert who was searching for happiness after she divorced. She went to Italy for food, India for meditations and pray and Indonesia to pay her promise to come back to a traditional healer but she also meet a Brazilian man and she loves him.&lt;br /&gt;Read her stories in Italy makes me hungry because she tells the pizzas, pastas and other foods that she ate there. And her stories in India, I couldn't get it especially her thoughts and experiences. Stories in Bali I can get it. Awesome. I have never been there, Liz stories makes me want to go there.&lt;br /&gt;This vacation also my cousins come to my house and stay here. Ramos brought a wi-fi modem so I can use this laptop to browsing at home. yay. &lt;a href="http://andritambunanphotography.com/"&gt;Andri&lt;/a&gt; just heading to Papua this night. My brother, Ramos and I took him to the airport. He has a projects there. He said it's about Aids. Wish he's doing well there.&lt;br /&gt;New semester, new classes, new friends, new schedules....... YAY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm still waiting for my scores and GPA. Wish all good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-1393216387780665338?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1393216387780665338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=1393216387780665338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/1393216387780665338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/1393216387780665338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/next-semester-and-book.html' title='Next Semester and a Book'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-5989433702667452153</id><published>2009-01-03T20:19:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:46:31.909+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Stupid Weird Text Message</title><content type='html'>I got this message from my friend. This is weird and absurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gickr.com/" title="myspace graphic at Gickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 242px; height: 319px;" src="http://gickr.com/results/anim_8da98e1e-950e-66b4-1db1-41bf98ecc659.gif" alt="graphic myspace at Gickr.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gickr.com/"&gt;avatars myspace at Gickr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got this after my classmates and I went to ice-skating and he didn't join. And he texted me  and other friend like that. Gross!! At first I didn't aware of the scroll thing after I accidentally scrolled it down and ta-da...... stupid fake txt msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I put Changes by Will Young as song of the week as hope for us to change in the good way in this year. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-5989433702667452153?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5989433702667452153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=5989433702667452153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5989433702667452153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5989433702667452153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/stupid-weird-text-message.html' title='Stupid Weird Text Message'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-5878615868137721942</id><published>2009-01-02T23:00:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:43:07.261+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Y2K9 - First Post in 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello there! Happy New Year! Felicxan Novjaron! How about your new year's eve? Awesome? I spent my night with my family, my cousins, uncle, auntie etc. Before night we had hang out together. Today I visited my uncle cribs because he couldn't join in family new year's eve. He is a fireman and on new year's eve he had a shift at one of new year's eve party near beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is kinda late but now I REALLY REALLY IN LOVE WITH FEIST SONG: 1 2 3 4!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l844cI1MdsI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l844cI1MdsI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the video. The videoclip is awesome. This song also used for &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qP79rRzzh4"&gt;iPod commercial&lt;/a&gt;. I also discovered another song from her and I like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmG0sPyZJBg"&gt;Inside and Out&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_wmYS4aF-h4"&gt;One Evening&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n1YaoqVIWtE"&gt;The Water&lt;/a&gt;. Beside the New Year things, I still have to remember that bunch of tasks and projects are waiting to do. Gosh.... Uni starts on Jan 5. Gotta done it as soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope this year will be better. As the new year blows in, may you soar ever higher, reach greater heights, and find happiness in everything you do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-5878615868137721942?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5878615868137721942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=5878615868137721942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5878615868137721942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5878615868137721942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/y2k9-first-post-in-2009.html' title='Y2K9 - First Post in 2009'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-5175043273478039205</id><published>2008-12-30T23:59:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:31:58.462+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>I has a New Cellphone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got new cell! yeah!. Finally, after lived with my old cellphone with terrible battery. (The battery just on for 12 hours in standby position). The battery charger also lost and I had to shared battery charger with my Mom. My father bought me a Nokia 2505.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5520_Nokia202505-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 141px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/5520_Nokia202505-1.jpg" alt="Nokia 2505" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't say anything with this thing but I assumed this is my Christmas present. Because I didn't get one. Thanks God, Thank you Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-5175043273478039205?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5175043273478039205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=5175043273478039205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5175043273478039205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5175043273478039205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-has-new-cellphone.html' title='I has a New Cellphone!'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-2737755078307132526</id><published>2008-12-29T22:21:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:05:44.896+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Why was I Born?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello folks! I'm in holiday right now and the weather is cold (yes!). Yesterday I went to YouTube. As usual, searching for hilarious videos. So I remembered that one of YouTubers making fun of &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/fred"&gt;Fred&lt;/a&gt; and I searched for the video. The video that I searched for was video that Fred loses his med but he has to do a blowjob to get it. But I found one video "Fred is Dead" belongs to &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/shanedawsontv"&gt;ShaneDawsonTV&lt;/a&gt;. I watched the video and checked other ShaneDawsonTV's videos. I found one video titled "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPLEdUPQNH4"&gt;Why was I Born&lt;/a&gt;". The video uploaded on September. The story was good and touching. I laughed several times and at the end I was like wow it actually has a point. The characters in this video is one person except the little boy. I think schools should take this short-film as their material for counseling subject. And add the subtitle too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Please mute "Song of the Week" before play this video.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VPLEdUPQNH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VPLEdUPQNH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think the world wouldn't miss you if you were gone? Think again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIST OF SONGS FEATURED IN THIS VIDEO&lt;br /&gt;*If It Kills Me - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;*Back In Black - ACDC&lt;br /&gt;*Love for a Child - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;*Bossy - Lindsay Lohan&lt;br /&gt;*Sea of Love - Cat Power&lt;br /&gt;*I Got U - Blake Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-2737755078307132526?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2737755078307132526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=2737755078307132526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2737755078307132526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2737755078307132526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-was-i-born.html' title='Why was I Born?'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-8369763880357405548</id><published>2008-12-26T00:27:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:58:57.550+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Gajan Kristnaskon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n1379551333_217666_4046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 138px; height: 263px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/n1379551333_217666_4046.jpg" alt="momon xmas" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I spent my Christmas Eve with picked up my cousin who came from India. He actually should come on Dec 22 but his flight delayed. I went to airport and there is too many traffic jams! That was sick! I spent 4 hours ride from house-airport-house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is Christmas and I went to Kerk at 8am. So my mother, brother and I arrived at home at 10. My brother disappointed with the bell and he pulled it from wall. My father came down and got angry with it. He said he can repair it but my brother said this is just a rusty-old-useless bell. My father got angry and talked about the bell all the way he went upstairs. I was upset with this situation. Just imagine, Christmas Morning, just came from church and my father was angry. With something shit insignificant. After that I went to my grandma's sister house. During the ride to her cribs my father played old christmas song that he always plays on Christmas. He bought the cd when I was a kid about 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we arrived there, The house is long and full of books and souvenirs from many countries. If she were my grandma, Gosh I'll decide to live with her. Her home is cozy and classic. She served Macaroni Schotel and Italian Salad to my family. Grand told my mother that she just misguided and her account is empty. So someone had called her (my grand) and gave instructions to transfer some money to an account. She was curious about this but a maid there sure this is the good prize (Rp 16.000.000). My grand doesn't know how to use the ATM so the maid called the "liar" and asked about the instructions to use the ATM. The transactions were done for 2 times. So she came home and cried. My mother followed up this problem so she called the bank and bank couldn't do anything. They suggested my Mom to tell the Police. My mother, the maid there, my grandma and my brother went to police station to solve this problem. After 1 hour they came and told that the money couldn't get back. My grand whole heartedly gave her money and tries to forget it. I pitied her because she doesn't have any income and her money just gone with the wind. Andri said the liar will get carma. And we there agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From Grand's house we went to my cousin house who was celebrating her birthday. We came and Andri shared his souvenir from India. My brother and I have got one first yesterday. I picked a wallet and my brother a bag. He bought it in Nepal and the entire souvenir is handmade. I ate dinner there and had conversations with my aunts, uncles and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conclusion: I don't know but I think Christmas this year isn't as good as Christmas that I passed before. Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-8369763880357405548?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8369763880357405548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=8369763880357405548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/8369763880357405548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/8369763880357405548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/12/gajan-kristnaskon.html' title='Gajan Kristnaskon!'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-3456740800989482425</id><published>2008-12-20T12:54:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:26:13.708+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Cracker Barrel Triangle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I couldn't greet him a happy birthday today because when I woke up he and my mom went to decorating a room for a Christmas Event. I woke up lately today because I watched "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0265208/"&gt;The Girl Next Door&lt;/a&gt;" yesterday. But not yesterday, the show started at 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.medjh.com/triang/crackerbarrel.jpg" width="225" height="169" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Two days ago I went to one of YouTuber’s blog and on his blog  there is a link to his flickr photo gallery. I browsed his gallery and there is  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karpa-diem/129378250/"&gt;a photo&lt;/a&gt; titled  “I did it” and have caption “&lt;em&gt;At last, I have conquered the cracker barrel  triangle. I have three witnesses as well.&lt;/em&gt; “ The photo is just like a  triangle with one peg on it. I have no idea about the picture and I thought it  just like archery game but I thought the board is too small for an archery game.  I went to Google and search for “cracker barrel triangle” after I copied from  the caption and pasted it into search box.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://google.co.id/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; gave me answers. &lt;a href="http://www.crackerbarrel.com/"&gt;Cracker Barrel&lt;/a&gt; is a restaurant in  United States that have been operating since 1969. And the restaurant provides a  game on each table which is a wooden triangle with little plastic pegs on it and  one empty hole. You have to jump over the pegs to remove them. The winner is who  left one peg on it. Better if left on your starting point. This seems like  intelligence test. According to Cracker Barrel Triangle, I remember other  intelligence game called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peg_solitaire"&gt;Peg Solitaire&lt;/a&gt; which has  same rules with Cracker Barrel Triangle. In Indonesia we play it with marbles  and a plastic board.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;In search results, there is also &lt;a href="http://www.danobrien.ws/PegBoard.html"&gt;a result&lt;/a&gt; about how to solve  Cracker Barrel Triangle and a program written in C. I got the coding but it  couldn’t compile with Borland C++. 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I copied it from the website :) I have one account &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; and followed several people. If you have followed people on twitter whatever they have "tweeted" will appeared on your home on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;. Couple days ago I went to &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; and ppl I have followed mostly tweet about 5 twitter words that they often use:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AericWinter" class="url"&gt;&lt;img alt="Aeric Winter" class="photo fn" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitter_production/profile_images/60439113/AericWinter_YouTube_icon_normal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AericWinter" title="Aeric Winter"&gt;AericWinter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Can you spell l-a-m-e? That's what my five most used tweet words have in common: twitter, status, aericwinter, good, day. AericWinter? WTF?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AericWinter/status/1048062769" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-09T23:13:58+00:00"&gt;6:13 AM Dec 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SteAndKel" class="url"&gt;&lt;img alt="SteAndKel" class="photo fn" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitter_production/profile_images/59512208/steandkel_pic_normal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SteAndKel" title="SteAndKel"&gt;SteAndKel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;My top 5 twitter words: lol, steven, omg, youtube, video &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/5ts377" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/5ts377&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SteAndKel/status/1047560186" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-09T18:33:18+00:00"&gt;1:33 AM Dec 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/whataboutadam" class="url"&gt;&lt;img alt="Adam" class="photo fn" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitter_production/profile_images/57794803/twitter1_normal.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/whataboutadam" title="Adam"&gt;whataboutadam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;The top 5 words I've tweeted: work, blogtv, going, video, want. &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/59vaxo" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/59vaxo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/whataboutadam/status/1047453586" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-09T17:36:44+00:00"&gt;12:36 AM Dec 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So I was curious about it and went to their &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/"&gt;tinyurl&lt;/a&gt; and I found one web called &lt;a href="http://tweetstats.com/"&gt;tweetstats&lt;/a&gt;, a web that collect words on your twitter after you insert your username. It was awesome! not only 5 words but also statistics about how many tweets on an month, tweet density, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tweetstats.com/graphs/ynadp#tcloud"&gt;tweet cloud&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;etc. If you have twitter you should discover &lt;a href="http://tweetstats.com/"&gt;tweetstats&lt;/a&gt; because it will gives you infos that you never imagine before. I tried it and it was awesome. Here is my stat: click &lt;a href="http://tweetstats.com/graphs/ynadp#tstats"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://tweetstats.com/graphs/ynadp#tcloud"&gt;tweet cloud&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://tweetstats.com/"&gt;tweetstats&lt;/a&gt;, I found &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;wordle&lt;/a&gt; offering on tweet cloud page. I tried it and it gave cloud about your tweet. But on &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;wordle&lt;/a&gt;, not only twitter but also your blog! And on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;wordle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt; you can customize your own cloud and get codes for embed on your web. This is &lt;a href="http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt; wordle: (click on each pic to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/384136/myblog" title="Wordle: myblog"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/384136/myblog" style="border: 1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221); padding: 4px; width: 209px; height: 168px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my twitter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/384131/my_twitter" title="Wordle: my twitter"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/384131/my_twitter" style="border: 1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221); padding: 4px; width: 210px; height: 170px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome! Try it! For free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-6430255320156870781?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6430255320156870781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=6430255320156870781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6430255320156870781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6430255320156870781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/12/tweetstat-and-wordle.html' title='Tweetstats and Wordle'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-21928194803857621</id><published>2008-12-13T20:24:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T12:47:39.824+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Reminisce</title><content type='html'>This is video about the orientation day in Binus University. I found this on &lt;a href="http://bee-tube.binus-access.com/"&gt;BeeTube&lt;/a&gt; (Binusian's YouTube)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://bee-tube.binus-access.com/flvplayer.swf" quality="high" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bee-tube.binus-access.com/flvplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="file=http://bee-tube.binus-access.com/uploads/UmVoWmGLqAldoj4vKi2n.flv&amp;amp;recommendations=http://bee-tube.binus-access.com/recommendations.php&amp;amp;link=http://bee-tube.binus-access.com/play.php?vid=2411&amp;amp;linkfromdisplay=true&amp;amp;linktarget=_self&amp;amp;width=320&amp;amp;height=265&amp;amp;displaywidth=320&amp;amp;displayheight=265&amp;amp;showstop=true&amp;amp;overstretch=fit&amp;amp;showfsbutton=true&amp;amp;image=http://bee-tube.binus-access.com/uploads/thumbs/UmVoWmGLqAldoj4vKi2n.jpg&amp;amp;backcolor=0xffffff&amp;amp;frontcolor=0x002951&amp;amp;lightcolor=0x004871&amp;amp;screencolor=0x222222&amp;amp;logo=http://bee-tube.binus-access.com/templates/images/playerlogo/logo.png&amp;amp;autostart=false&amp;amp;bufferlength=30"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-21928194803857621?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/21928194803857621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=21928194803857621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/21928194803857621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/21928194803857621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-to-reminisce.html' title='Time to Reminisce'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-6263724680082810495</id><published>2008-12-13T18:00:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:51:39.815+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Smoked Beef Pissed Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I woke up at 11 (what a lazy boy!) with my brother's smoke. He didn't close the door after he borrowed glue, scissors etc. He smoked and the smoke came inside my room.. Not healthy. I hate that!!! Another smoke case: The neighbor about 10 meters from my house burned his trash and the smoke came into my living room. Shiit. Why did he/she has to burn the trash??? This year is 2008!! Just put in your garbage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I spent today with reading "&lt;a href="http://www.jodipicoult.com/salem-falls.html"&gt;Salem Falls&lt;/a&gt;" by &lt;a href="http://www.jodipicoult.com/"&gt;Jodi Picoult&lt;/a&gt;. I don't know but mijn hart is soo terrible today. Maybe Paula will describe it "&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=pissed+off"&gt;Pissed off&lt;/a&gt;". Ya, yesterday I asked her what pissed off means and today I do pissed off. Totally clear. My friend said if you pissed off, bored etc just eat chocolates because chocolates will make you happy. I have eaten chocolates but it didn't take any effects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just signed up &lt;a href="http://last.fm/"&gt;last.fm&lt;/a&gt; and don't know how to use it. I though it just like &lt;a href="http://imeem.com/"&gt;iMeem&lt;/a&gt; but I think it has lil differences. Because on &lt;a href="http://last.fm/"&gt;last.fm&lt;/a&gt; you listen music from internet radio (based on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Last.fm"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; cmiiw).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;College tasks and projects are also waiting for me. Duh, I need spirit for do the tasks! I need motivations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updated on Dec 14&lt;br /&gt;I know how &lt;a href="http://last.fm/"&gt;last.fm&lt;/a&gt; works! We can also listen musics from our computer instead of internet radio and connected to &lt;a href="http://last.fm/"&gt;last.fm&lt;/a&gt; so tracks that we have listened are listed on &lt;a href="http://last.fm/"&gt;last.fm&lt;/a&gt;. Just &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/download"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt; the last.fm sofware. It works on &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/itunes/download/"&gt;iTunes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.winamp.com/player"&gt;Winamp&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowsmedia/player/11/default.aspx"&gt;Windows Media Player&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-6263724680082810495?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6263724680082810495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=6263724680082810495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6263724680082810495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6263724680082810495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-day-sucks.html' title='Smoked &lt;strike&gt;Beef&lt;/strike&gt; Pissed Off'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-8398093656563440641</id><published>2008-12-06T12:35:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:03:46.198+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><title type='text'>01PDT Session and Totally Revealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friend Varyan have passion on photography. He loves to taking pictures especially people. Ask someone to pose and take his/her pictures. So I went to Dukem on Wednesday and went to its rooftop. Varyan took pictures from my friends Tre, Deby and Rani. The session made them tired. On the last session Deby had an idea to pose and the photo is like this. I really like this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n1127884506_30233118_4123.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 166px; height: 222px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/n1127884506_30233118_4123.jpg" alt="jump" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n1127884506_30233118_4123.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is my friend Deby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n1127884506_30233113_4038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 166px; height: 220px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/n1127884506_30233113_4038.jpg" alt="natazha" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n1127884506_30233113_4038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The session made me bored because just saw them being taken pictures by Varyan. So, in the other hand if you (hopefully) follow me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ynadp"&gt; twitter&lt;/a&gt;, I really worried with my scores. I couldn't access my Uni &lt;a href="http://binusmaya.binus.ac.id/"&gt;student desk&lt;/a&gt; because it was maintenance problems. The scores published on the web and I couldn't access it!! But ya, I went to the &lt;a href="http://binusmaya.binus.ac.id/"&gt;student desk&lt;/a&gt; after I woke up this morning. and its accessible. Now totally revealed. Yay, my scores was good. Thanks God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-8398093656563440641?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8398093656563440641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=8398093656563440641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/8398093656563440641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/8398093656563440641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/12/01pdt-session-and-totally-revealed.html' title='01PDT Session and Totally Revealed'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-2222043673760326667</id><published>2008-12-04T20:02:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:39:43.809+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grab the book closest to you. Go to page 56. Find the 5th sentence. Write that sentence in the text box.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Senjata Rudus adalah &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kepahlawanan&lt;/span&gt;" Buku pintar seri Senior by Iwan Gayo 1995&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(stolen from whataboutadam)&lt;br /&gt;Your turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-2222043673760326667?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2222043673760326667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=2222043673760326667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2222043673760326667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2222043673760326667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/12/grab-book-closest-to-you-go-to-page-56.html' title='Grab the book closest to you. Go to page 56. Find the 5th sentence. Write that sentence in the text box.'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-2246887791366251766</id><published>2008-12-02T23:56:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:23:51.491+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Seriously Worried and Jealous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have friends (it's plural. Finally) and they mostly joined students activity club. I didn't. They make friends there. One of my friends asked me "Why don't you join any students activity club?" I just smiled and made fun of the question. Pal, if you know the deepest of mijn hart, I really really want to join a/some students activity club and make friends there!!!! But I scared. Totally scared. I can't easily interact with new ppl, new population, etc. I don't know but this behavior seems like has disadvantage for me. I know, have a bunch of friends is important for my future, for example find a job. If you have friends, maybe one of them or more have relation with an employer they can recomend me. But I scared. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I were.. No. Why do I keep think negative about myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-2246887791366251766?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2246887791366251766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=2246887791366251766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2246887791366251766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2246887791366251766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/12/seriously-worried-and-jealous.html' title='Seriously Worried and Jealous'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-3330674799999914610</id><published>2008-11-30T13:21:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:50:43.420+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>What is in Your Wallet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=26102008002copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 353px; height: 265px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/26102008002copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://milkaanndhoney.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-in-your-wallet.html"&gt;Ausrine&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;too many cards in my wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Citizen Card.&lt;br /&gt;2) Mini calendar (free from uni promotion).&lt;br /&gt;3) Debit card (from uni).&lt;br /&gt;4) Charitas Student Card (expired. graduated).&lt;br /&gt;5) Binusian Card (my uni card, has more advantages! discount etc).&lt;br /&gt;6) Hospital Card.&lt;br /&gt;7) Train Card (expired).&lt;br /&gt;8) Election Card (for president election, governor, etc).&lt;br /&gt;9) Expired private debit card.&lt;br /&gt;10) Map of Jakarta (I live 18 years in Jakarta but still need it. especially in east and north area).&lt;br /&gt;11) Print-out transactions, invoices and single trip train tickets.&lt;br /&gt;12) Coins&lt;br /&gt;13) of course, money :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;what is in yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-3330674799999914610?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3330674799999914610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=3330674799999914610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3330674799999914610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3330674799999914610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-in-your-wallet.html' title='What is in Your Wallet?'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-3925768660092189456</id><published>2008-11-29T12:08:00.023+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:31:43.433+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Awards! Yay, Thank You !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I received comment from my friend &lt;a href="http://fujiantoview.blogspot.com/"&gt;Septian&lt;/a&gt;. He said that he has given me Awards and some tasks to do. There are two awards and each award has its task. So.. the first award is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk265/denologis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gokilzz_award.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk265/denologis/gokilzz_award.jpg" alt="award 1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOKILLZ AWARD-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The task:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mention 5 of your craziness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) I love to be curious about someone's full name and trying to remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) If I decided to take a walk because of traffic jam to find a bus which doesn't trapped in traffic jam, I often walk until I found my destination. I don't know but the walk seems like hook me up.  And the decision to take a bus is cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) When I was a kid about 7, my friends and I were jealous with a kid near our house because he was doing a campfire. So we came over him, intimidated him and said we'll burn his tent. That was a joke but the kid took it seriously. So his mother came into my house and got angry to me and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) When I was in high School, my friends and I went to a mall. We made fun of one of security guard and the security guard chased me and my friends. My friend took his car and we went out from the mall. terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) Sometimes I didn't pay for the bus. ahaha, I went out and runnnn.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://permaisuriimoet.blogsome.com/wp-admin/images/award_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://permaisuriimoet.blogsome.com/wp-admin/images/award_smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Smile Stone Award-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The task:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mention what are 10 reasons that make you smile today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1) I smiled because the mid-term was overrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;2) I smiled because reminisced the karaoke with my friends yesterday, that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;3) I smiled because received 2 postcards from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/paula-pangaribuan.blog.friendster.com/"&gt;Paula&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/rebirth_carpediem"&gt;Andri&lt;/a&gt; and found the lost postcard from Tibet.&lt;br /&gt;4) I smiled because just bought chocolates and one liter of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;5) I smiled because watching &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=83FBDDD2D702407B"&gt;HTF&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=83FBDDD2D702407B"&gt;happy tree friends&lt;/a&gt;) on &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6) I smiled because singing songs on &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7) I smiled because received &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=1189165&amp;amp;blogID=452681359"&gt;an e-mail&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/rebirth_carpediem"&gt;Andri&lt;/a&gt; told that he just ok and he became witness on Terrorism in Mumbai. الحمد لله&lt;br /&gt;8) I smiled because could wake up at noon because I do my day off (great day after the exam).&lt;br /&gt;9) I smiled because eating snacks.&lt;br /&gt;10) I smiled because still alive today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fujiantoview.blogspot.com/"&gt;Septian&lt;/a&gt;, I'm sorry I think I can't do the rules number 3, or maybe I will do someday because I haven't friend in blogging-world (except you!) and my blog seems like for private only and the most important thing is I don't confident enough to tell my whole friends to see my blog. So it's lucky to you to know my blog :-) but I promised I'll pick some people someday. If I confident enough or I just can pick you, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;readers&lt;/span&gt; if you want to take these award just take it and don't forget with these rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peraturannya :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Blogger yang mendapat award dan PR ini harus memajang banner di blognya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Tautkan link blog yang memberi award dan PR pada banner tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Nominasikan minimal 7 Blogger untuk menerima award dan PR selanjutnya, dan pastikan mereka benar-benar menerima pemberitahuan nominasi itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Jawab pertanyaan berikut. Untuk award The Gokillz, sebutkan lima kegokilan mu. Untuk award The Smile Stone, sebutkan 10 hal yang membuatmu tersenyum hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Pastikan untuk menampilkan peraturan ini di posting award dan nominasi kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Each blogger who got these awards and tasks have to put banner on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Insert the link of the blogger who has given the tasks and awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Pick and notify min. 7 candidates to receive next the awards and tasks, and make sure they really received your notification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Do the task for each award. For The Gokillz, mention 5 of your craziness. For The Smile Stone, mention 5 of reasons that make you smile today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Don't forget to put these rules and your nominations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you want to take these awards, just comment me with your blog address and I'll put your link on this post. Eventually, &lt;a href="http://fujiantoview.blogspot.com/"&gt;Septian&lt;/a&gt; thank you for picked me as your candidate to received these awards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;updated on Dec 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beside these awards I also got "Friendship tag" yay! Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://permaisuriimoet.blogsome.com/wp-admin/images/tag_persahabatan_.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://permaisuriimoet.blogsome.com/wp-admin/images/tag_persahabatan_.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-3925768660092189456?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3925768660092189456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=3925768660092189456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3925768660092189456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3925768660092189456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/awards-yay-thank-you.html' title='Awards! Yay, Thank You !'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-4931188553063988701</id><published>2008-11-28T23:03:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:14:58.741+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>The Public Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two weeks ago on Sunday I went to a hospital to see my uncle. He has a heart disease. It's glad to see him because he seemed like better although he was in ICU. I also met my other aunt and uncle and they wondered with my hair. "Whats wrong with your hair?" or "Do you make it curly?" ask them. I said this is my natural hair and it's ok. So my dad keep talking with my auntie and uncle, made me bored and I left them to discover the hospital. The hospital was big with the garden and too many signs like "The Evacuation Way", "Radiation Area", No smoking", "Infection Damage". The one sign which impressed me is.. oh no. That is not a sign but an announcement. The announcement that the hospital is a donation from Russian Federation in 1963.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16112008002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/th_16112008002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" style="width: 160px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Click to enlarge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text is like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RUMAH SAKIT "PERSAHABATAN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sumbangan pemerintah dan rakyat uni republik-Republik Sovjet Sosialis kepada pemerintah dan rakyat Republik Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diserahkan oleh pemeritah uni republik- Republik Sovjet Sosialis kepada paduka yang mulia presiden Republik Indonesia bertepatan dengan hari ulang tahun ke-46 Revolusi Sosialis Oktober besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Djakarta, 7 Nopember 1963&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ГOCПИTAΛЬ "ΔPYЖБA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ДAP ПPABИTEΛЬCTBA И HAPOД COЮЗA COBETCKИX COЦИAΛИCTИЧECKИX PECПYБΛИK ПPABИTEΛЬCTBY И HAPOAY PECПYБΛИKИ ИHДOHEЗИИ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ПEPEДAH ПPABИTEΛЬCTBOM COЮЗA COBETCKИX COЦИAΛИCTИЧECKИX PECПYБΛИK EГO ПPEBOCXOДИTEΛЬCTBY ПPEЗИДEHTY PECПYБΛИKИ ИHДOHEЗИИ B ДEHЬ46 ГOДOBЩИHЫ BEAИKOИ OKTЯБPЬCKOИ COЦИAΛИCTИЧECKON PEBOΛЮЦИИ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ДЖAKAPTA, 7 HOЯБPЯ 1963&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;English Translation (CMIIW):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PERSAHABATAN HOSPITAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Donation from Union Republic - Social Republic of Soviet's Government and People to The Government and People of Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Given by The Government of Union Republic - Social Republic of Soviet to the Majesty president of Indonesia coincidentally with the 46th anniversary of The Revolution of Social Big October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jakarta, 7 November 1963&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No wonder if I found the Russian translation on the announcement, because in '60 Indonesia was seemed like picked East Block although Indonesia have decided Free Active Politic. Which means, not pick any blocks and  actively keep the peace of the world. (That is what I knew from history subject from Elementary school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is other sign which impressed me, you can click on the image to enlarge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16112008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/th_16112008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" style="width: 160px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16112008003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/th_16112008003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" style="width: 160px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-4931188553063988701?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4931188553063988701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=4931188553063988701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4931188553063988701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4931188553063988701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/russian-alphabet-and-public-sign.html' title='The Public Sign'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-5489791008571329828</id><published>2008-11-21T20:04:00.029+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:25:34.041+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Song of the Week - History</title><content type='html'>This post contains the history of song of the week on "Mijn Daily Journal".&lt;br /&gt;I'll update this post if song of the week updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WAOOFk549fw"&gt;Al Green - Let's Stay Together&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MR5xv3pt7KI"&gt;Sara Bareilles - Love Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qz7vGW2_5c0"&gt;Adele - Chasing Pavements&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XBE49k3zzM"&gt;Julia Nunes - That Green Gentleman (PATD Cover)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRgQns-TJGM"&gt;Ben Folds ft. Regina Spektor - You don't Know Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9u3c65LHIY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Plain White T's - 1234 I Love You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lv6kDkIjAto"&gt;The Shape of the Earth - Epilogue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uO3_tm6LrDI"&gt;Elleviesmusique - It's Tough to Have a Crush&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5JFdJkBLUI&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;3Oh!3 - Don't Trust Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fFg0zlYLHfw"&gt;Jake Garrison - Too Close For Comfort&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zeOcgf2A-YM&amp;amp;sdig=1"&gt;Mariah Carey - All I Want for Christmas is You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vrCmiArP_VQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Michael Schulte - Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3h0wYP94NKA"&gt;Burl Ives - Have a Holly Jolly Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rRpv80zF9q0"&gt;Will Young - Changes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqcPMtJnvF4"&gt;Adhitia Sofyan - Adelaide Sky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KRu0lGrEjJM"&gt;Aditya - Be Mine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVBloHYAIIs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Snow Patrol - How to be Dead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uYB2Mqs24ss"&gt;Metronomy - A Thing for Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2_HXUhShhmY&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;Oren Lavie - Her Morning Elegance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kLuSyqMlm_U"&gt;Freshly Ground - Doo Be Doo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MJZjpzOdqhY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Janet Jackson - Woops Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-5489791008571329828?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5489791008571329828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=5489791008571329828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5489791008571329828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5489791008571329828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-of-week-history.html' title='Song of the Week - History'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-8952097575492390522</id><published>2008-11-21T16:08:00.012+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:43:20.480+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>My First Ice-Skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week after I did practical exam I went to Budy's house with my friends because we need refreshing. haha. We were watching DVD and I got text message from Wendy that asked me and my friends who were in Budy's house to join ice-skating on Thursday (nov 13) with the other classmates. I told them and they agreed. Wow, I could imagine this is my 1st ice skating and that would full of embarrassing situations.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was coming so my classmates and I went to a mall which provides an ice rink. We got 50% discount because we are students of Binus Univ. wow! awesome. So we just pay IDR 19000 for entering the ice rink and rent ice-skating shoes This is my first ice-skating shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=13112008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 206px; height: 153px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/13112008.jpg" alt="iceskatingshoe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the metal blade, (I thought the metal blade is sharp like a knife, and I'm wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=13112008001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 210px; height: 157px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/13112008001.jpg" alt="iceskatingshoe2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure I could play the ice skating because I can stand and walk with the shoes. but when I entered the ice-rink, OMGosh that was sooo slippery!!!!!!! So firstly I walk in the side of rink with the handle on my hands. After 2 rounds with the handle on my hands, I tried to play it without the handle and this is the result: (this video tells all about what happened and  I think I don't need to write it haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zOEq0X2HZNo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zOEq0X2HZNo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend who recorded this video for me gave this video about two days ago and I thought that is sooo embarrassing!!! but, idc, that is the truth. NO PAIN NO GAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;But eventually with the pain at least I can play it better! yay! The pain in my hands still exist now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are several pictures from the ice-rink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo-0008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 201px; height: 150px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/Photo-0008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo-0007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 199px; height: 147px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/Photo-0007.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the pose when you'll stop gliding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo-0010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 198px; height: 148px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/Photo-0010.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ice rink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo-0009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 196px; height: 145px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/Photo-0009.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this picture! I seem like the pro one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo-0006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 193px; height: 143px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/Photo-0006.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Tre is the expert one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n1127884506_30210864_2758.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 190px; height: 141px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/n1127884506_30210864_2758.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti held me when I would fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-8952097575492390522?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8952097575492390522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=8952097575492390522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/8952097575492390522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/8952097575492390522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-ice-skating.html' title='My First Ice-Skating'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-5459316897727874518</id><published>2008-11-07T19:59:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:40:21.383+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><title type='text'>Mid-semester tests is coming up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll have mid-test on 12, 18, 20, 24-27 November. Now I'm learning about programming especially practical part because the practical test will be held on Wednesday. I don't know but I feel save (for the practical test) because the lab assistants has been shared the materials and exercises. I just practicing the exercises and it was awesome. It has own pride if we successfully created our own program :) Now the problem is about logical. I have to practice my logic so I can understand and make the program easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm alone now at home because my family went to a wedding reception. I don't join because I feel terrible if I should stand up for a long time and take the whole foods there :). Little bit regret is because I'm hungry now T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-5459316897727874518?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5459316897727874518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=5459316897727874518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5459316897727874518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5459316897727874518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/mid-semester-tests-is-coming-up.html' title='Mid-semester tests is coming up...'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-158138439717634472</id><published>2008-11-01T23:45:00.014+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:16:05.146+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Tag Game (I thought only youtube has this game, I'm wrong)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ya, today I checked my inbox and there is a message told me new comment posted and ya, tag game. &lt;a href="http://fujiantoview.blogspot.com/"&gt;Septian&lt;/a&gt; has tagged me to his game. this is the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Each blogger must post these rules&lt;br /&gt;2. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves&lt;br /&gt;3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’ve been tagged and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On youtube, maybe this game called "10 facts about me" ok, 10 facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I love books, I love read (novel, newspaper, school book etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=festival_of_books.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 254px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/festival_of_books.jpg" alt="books1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I addicted with languages! I'd love to learn languages! unfortunately, I can't keep them on my head. &lt;a href="http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-learning-languages.html"&gt;Just learn&lt;/a&gt;, and forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=languages.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/languages.gif" alt="languages" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Finally, I love vegetables and think how important the vegetables to our health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vegetables.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 301px; height: 306px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/vegetables.gif" alt="veggie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm a lefthanded. Sometimes it looks weird. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_714379658l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/1_714379658l.jpg" alt="lefthanded" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I often piss in sink :) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG9049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 192px; height: 255px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/CIMG9049.jpg" alt="pee" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) In stand up/sit position, I can't reach my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TouchToes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 193px; height: 133px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/TouchToes.jpg" alt="toes" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) When I was kid, I have a straight hair, in my teen age, my hair became curly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=800px-Emo_hair.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 170px; height: 126px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/800px-Emo_hair.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BackOfHead_Afro.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 170px; height: 126px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/BackOfHead_Afro.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I hate smoke!!!! very much. My brother will kill me with his smoke. He loves smoking (in house! that's annoying) and I hate it. I couldn't do anything. So do my Parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cigarette.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 187px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/cigarette.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I don't like durians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=318652_a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/318652_a.jpg" alt="durians" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I addicted to computer :)  (since attended University, Being comp-sci student and coding rules)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=new-imac.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 189px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/new-imac.jpg" alt="iMAc" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my 10 facts about me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;how about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-158138439717634472?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/158138439717634472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=158138439717634472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/158138439717634472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/158138439717634472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/tag-game-i-think-only-youtube-has-this.html' title='Tag Game (I thought only youtube has this game, I&apos;m wrong)'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-530207317069274750</id><published>2008-10-30T00:16:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:02:47.722+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>That's What Friends are For</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been almost 2 months I'm attending college and periodically I'm making new friends there especially in my class and it was awesome. I remember when the first time I came into the class, there is no one I know before. Alone. lack of friends. huhu. And now i have friends! We shared stories, do the projects together, have fun, lunch, take pictures etc.&lt;br /&gt;New friends, new problems. I said that because each people have their own personality. And sometimes their personalities don’t connect with my personality. Some friends like to silent, some friends like to talk gossip. Some friends have responsible to do the project, some friends just copying the project or just put their name on the project but they didn't contribute anything.&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy in this class because I have friends which are from different backgrounds, school etc. And they make me happy and laugh so I can forget the pressure about the bunch of projects, tasks.&lt;br /&gt;Not like when I'm in high school, the class had serious-atmosphere. That was boring and lack of happiness but in the other hand, the atmosphere made the students concerned about their goal-GRADUATED. I took science class for 2 years and srsly, they are such of serious-ppl and I thought that I did wrong choice. But that was actually the right choice because I had the iron-mental to struggle from problems and solve it, much of knowledge, and friends. We had togetherness for 2 years and in the last year we had trip to beach and stayed for 4 days. I can't forget it, the time we were together, shared our stories etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-530207317069274750?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/530207317069274750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=530207317069274750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/530207317069274750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/530207317069274750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/thats-what-friends-are-for.html' title='That&apos;s What Friends are For'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-3713950146940667121</id><published>2008-10-27T22:00:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:57:08.082+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Talking to Jenny and Paula</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have an English assignment (deadline= tomorrow) so I asked my friend to help me. Ya, she really helped me and allowed me to talk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt; to the Foreigner (her friend from Germany). It was kinda nervous because I haven't talked English with foreigner. She greeted me and explained about the assignment. It was just for a couple minutes and I gave up to ask her some questions. So I spoke Indonesia to her (what a bigg mistake!) because I was nervous and I couldn't think anymore to speak English (Fyi, I have think before I speak English to someone).  So Paula laugh for my silly-ness and talked to me and translated Jenny explanation. Thank you Jenny and Paula, you really help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/56/33/16453365/1_678308760l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 202px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/56/33/16453365/1_678308760l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-3713950146940667121?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3713950146940667121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=3713950146940667121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3713950146940667121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3713950146940667121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/talking-to-foreigner-friend-of-friend.html' title='Talking to Jenny and Paula'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-4591571492959178601</id><published>2008-10-26T21:02:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:16:51.098+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>I thought this was hilarious. (thanks Adam!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="resdiv"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px none transparent; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" width="375"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 19pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danny --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:110;"&gt;[adjective]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banshee-like&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="15"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz_83.html"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-4591571492959178601?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4591571492959178601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=4591571492959178601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4591571492959178601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4591571492959178601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-thought-this-was-hilarious-thanks.html' title='I thought this was hilarious. (thanks Adam!)'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-5414400129435056328</id><published>2008-10-22T10:57:00.012+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:24:31.693+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Obituary: Mijn Hond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-376.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/34/22214376/359619283l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos-376.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/34/22214376/359619283l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a dog. His name is Jolly. I love him, much. I knew him for 9 years. My mother is a nurse and sometimes she has to do a home-care. It was 1999 when my mother told me that a Mam she does home-caring has a new dogs and offering to adopt one of them. My brother and I visit Mam's house and picked one puppy that slept in the corner and looks lazy. He looks like brown &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Labrador_Retriever"&gt;labrador retriever&lt;/a&gt;. I wanna take it but a maid there said that I should let him until he aged 1 month. I agreed and came again on April 1st 1999 to take him. He was sooo cute. Arrived at home I gave him milk and rice. He was grown up and loved to biting sandals, wood etc and chase me while barking. I remember that moment... He was a sweet and innocent little boy, full of life and unquestionable love and affection. He always had a smile on his face. Sometimes it's time to do sex with a/some bitch and he didn't come home for one week and when he came home he is stink and dirt. My neighbors also love him. They often play with Jolly and feed him. One of his behaviors is lying down and like talk "come on, scratch my belly!" and if we scratch him, he rockin' his feet. It happens all the time, and he "asked" everyone except my mother and my maid because they too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;strict&lt;/span&gt; with my dog. He also broke his leg and it cured by itself and the biggest broken is about couple month ago in his back leg. I'm not sure if he fought with other dogs because it didn't show any bleeding. In my opinion, dogs use his teeth for fighting, so I think someone has kicked him on his back leg because many people (it mustn't be my neighbors) hate him because he likes barking and sometimes chase ppl that he doesn't know but he doesn't wanna bite them. It makes him suffer for 1 month and finally he could stand on his "suffering".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/86/57/9187568/1_701361475l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/86/57/9187568/1_701361475l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jolie came into my life when he was 1 month old, in the 9 years he and I had a relationship that was so special. He was always there with me no matter what; his conditional love will never be forgotten. If I bored, sad, annoyed or something, I call him and he come, sit beside me and lying down, ask for some scratch. So I start to tell my problems, stories, happiness etc and he likes to hear my stories (I hope :)) I like to tell my stories to him, because he can keep my secrets, he won't tell anyone. I trust him. Sadly, I can't get feedback but just begging from him to scratch his belly. But idc if I didn't any feedback, I feel comfort if I already tell him. He likes to follow me if I take a walk near my house, and he can meet his friends etc..... miss tat moment.. *cough*. He’s getting old, more diseases. The most freaking disease is (maybe) cancer on his neck and testis. On August his neck and testis is getting swollen. I thought it just ordinary fat but it getting bigger and bigger. I went to the Internet and found &lt;a href="http://www.caninecancer.com/typesofcancr.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; and I think he got &lt;a href="http://www.caninecancer.com/Lymphoma.html"&gt;Lymphoma&lt;/a&gt;. I knew it he was very sick, and had gotten so skinny so fast. He started vomiting and not eating off. My brother gave him antibiotics but it made him threw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SP65xKL4gwI/AAAAAAAAADw/1vE4wBr9gis/s1600-h/03092008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SP65xKL4gwI/AAAAAAAAADw/1vE4wBr9gis/s200/03092008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259845669014242050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I slept at 4 and my Mom knocked my door at 6 and told me Jolly passed away in the garage with vomit around him. I was shocked and checked the truth and ja, He left me forever. I couldn't feed him again, scratching his belly. I couldn't hug him for the last time because he was very stink with the vomit and fæces around him. He looks like sleeping. One day before, my brother and I took him a shower and he was so weak. He couldn’t stand so he lied down when my brother and I was taking him shower and today he passed away. My father dug a grave for him near living room's window. I always have to remember that Jolly knew how much he was loved, and I will never forget how much I loved him. I wish more than anything I could have hugged him one more time, when I took him a shower I had no idea I would never see him again, or even knew really how sick he was although he was very weak during the shower. I'm sure he could struggle until his 10th birthday, but God has other plan. He is peace now, without pain from his cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happend to Jolly happened so fast, before I knew it I lost my best friend, he brought all my secrets till he died. I really miss him, miss his barking when I come home, his greetings. Seriously, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfEGTzqqMas"&gt;Cancer is not a funny thing&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/vmanworld"&gt;Morgan&lt;/a&gt;, I really realized that. I'm sorry for bad English on this post, I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 4:7&lt;br /&gt;I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jolly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;April 1999 - Oct 22 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend all your time waiting&lt;br /&gt;For that second chance&lt;br /&gt;For a break that would make it okay&lt;br /&gt;There’s always one reason&lt;br /&gt;To feel not good enough&lt;br /&gt;And it’s hard at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;I need some distraction&lt;br /&gt;Oh beautiful release&lt;br /&gt;Memory seeps from my veins&lt;br /&gt;Let me be empty&lt;br /&gt;And weightless and maybe&lt;br /&gt;I’ll find some peace tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;From this dark cold hotel room&lt;br /&gt;And the endlessness that you fear&lt;br /&gt;You are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;Of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;You’re in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;May you find some comfort there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired of the straight line&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere you turn&lt;br /&gt;There’s vultures and thieves at your back&lt;br /&gt;And the storm keeps on twisting&lt;br /&gt;You keep on building the lie&lt;br /&gt;That you make up for all that you lack&lt;br /&gt;It don’t make no difference&lt;br /&gt;Escaping one last time&lt;br /&gt;It’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh&lt;br /&gt;This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;From this dark cold hotel room&lt;br /&gt;And the endlessness that you fear&lt;br /&gt;You are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;Of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;You’re in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;May you find some comfort there&lt;br /&gt;You’re in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;May you find some comfort here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-5414400129435056328?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5414400129435056328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=5414400129435056328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5414400129435056328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5414400129435056328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/obituary-mijn-hond.html' title='Obituary: Mijn Hond'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SP65xKL4gwI/AAAAAAAAADw/1vE4wBr9gis/s72-c/03092008%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-4575638695014468020</id><published>2008-10-20T21:00:00.019+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:29:21.970+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Skype-ing, Heroes, and Newspapers Seller</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two days ago I had conference call by &lt;a href="http://www.skype.com/intl/en/"&gt;skype&lt;/a&gt; and my friends and I planned to have conference again which is yesterday. Yesterday I was skype-ing again with my foreigner friends and it was fun. We were talking about the weather (my foreign friends live in Europe and North America) which is I don't ever feel the weather (I haven't go overseas). They said the temperature is about 7-16 Celsius. Wow, and the important thing is SNOW. I never touch snow. But they said it's like ordinary ice flakes. The conversation was progressing for 7 hours. We talked random, about stuff, high school "reminisce", and &lt;a href="http://earth.google.com/"&gt;google earth&lt;/a&gt;. We find our place each others, "went" to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disneyland"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cannes"&gt;Cannes&lt;/a&gt;, my friends house, saw &lt;a href="http://www.panoramio.com/"&gt;panoramio&lt;/a&gt; photos, &lt;a href="http://www.lombok-network.com/gili_islands/trawangan.htm"&gt;beach at Lombok&lt;/a&gt; etc. We started at 9pm and ended at 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I woke up at 10 (it's too late to take 10am train) and took a breakfast. Actually I have appointment with my friends at 10 (too late &gt;&lt;) to do a college project. So I texted them and apologized for my negligence and re-scheduled our task. It was because I just sleep at 4 after have 7 hours conference call. And then I took 12pm train and arrived at 12:30. When I arrived, my friends were watching Heroes which is I haven't seen before so I joined them. I think Heroes is cool! They recommended me to watch from beginning. Heroes was over and we were doing our project. It actually didn't finish because we have stuck in the middle :)  Near 7pm I left my friend's house because I want take 7pm train. When I arrived at train station near my house, I walked to the exit gate and a newspapers seller stopped me and asked for my ticket. I was confused why did he want my ticket but he said "Let me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;borrow&lt;/span&gt; it!!! C'mon, the security guard there won't check it! Please, I need it. Just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;borrow&lt;/span&gt; it to me!" He looks panic. And then my father came and said to the newspapers seller to leave me. This is 50-50. I wanna give him my ticket but his expression and gesture made me curious he has "evil" plan but I don't know. My father told me he wanna get train without buy ticket with take someone ticket. Hmm, Good idea but poor you Sir. You should asked me politely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________P.S:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.churchtimes.co.uk/uploads/images/no%20smoking_p6%231%23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.churchtimes.co.uk/uploads/images/no%20smoking_p6%231%23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really irritated during write this post because my brother keeps smoking in house. I disappointed with my parents, why don't they forbid my brother to smoking in house?? They just say "Hey, be careful with your cigarettes." or "Are you smoking?" without further action. They don't FORBID him. I can't forbid him because I'm his lil brother. I can't control him.   I hate smoke. When do he realized that smoking slowly destruct his body, his lungs? and the smoke is damaged the passive-smoker which is one of them is ME? not only my but also the other family members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-4575638695014468020?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4575638695014468020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=4575638695014468020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4575638695014468020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/4575638695014468020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/skype-ing-heroes-and-newspapers-seller.html' title='Skype-ing, Heroes, and Newspapers Seller'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-6238494552740632796</id><published>2008-10-17T03:49:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:11:56.499+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Making fun of Hermione Granger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just woke up at 3 after I slept for 11 hours and I'm hungry... Talking about yesterday I attended &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Discrete_math"&gt;Discrete Math&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Linear_algebra"&gt;Linear Algebra&lt;/a&gt; class. First course was Discrete Mathematics and the course wasn't easy. The lecturer "reminisce" algorithm, trigonometry, graphics, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cartesian_coordinate_system"&gt;cartesian&lt;/a&gt; etc. hohoho... Ya, I'm good at math (seriously???? wish me luck in next year because I'll get calculus class). Class was over and my classmates (mostly) got stressed and they came late on Linear Algebra class. Today I was checking my youtube channel to watch my subscriptions video. It took almost 5 hours to watch it all because my last log in is for 1 week (plus slow internet connection). And then my phone rang at 9 and my new friend Varyan called me to visit my crib. I said ok and he came at 10. Varyan actually has been my neighbor 3 years ago and his mother is my mother friend. Before I attend orientation for my college, my mother told me that the son of her friend also attend the same university with me but idc because I don't know him. And yesterdag, one of my classmates recommend me to Varyan to go home together because he didn't take his car and asked me to go home with public transportation and I said ok. He asked me my house and wow, he is "the son of my mother friend" that I told before. Ja, he came to my house and I thought I little bit boring for him. Just talking about college, general, task, project etc. This is always be, I couldn’t easily interact with new friend(s). Honestly, I don’t like to be like this. Friends are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt;. Connections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, I took a test that will give the "value" of your blog. hahaha, here is the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0pt 0pt 10px; background-color: white; width: 115px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.business-opportunities.biz/blogworth/gw.jpg" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; is worth &lt;b&gt;$0.00&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/projects/how-much-is-your-blog-worth/"&gt;How much is your blog worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/" style="border: 0px none ;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://technorati.com/pix/tech-logo-embed.gif" style="border: 0px none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No wonder if i get worse or (actually) worst value because I created this blog just for practicing my English and just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0545010225.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0545010225.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to today’s title, my friend was making fun of me. Gross. I hate that. Why did I write Hermione Granger? Because I have been reading the 7th edition of Harry Potter: Deathly Hallow and I love Hermione Granger. Emma Watson zOMG you’re hot!! Oh ja, I have story before I read Harry Potter book. Harry Potter 7th ed. launched in 2007 and Indonesian translation launched on Jan 2008. So I borrowed Joey's book on October (too late :( ). Before I borrow it, I read one of article that tell one of character killed on that final book and accidentally I READ IT!!! crap.. crap... fugly bitch... and the second spoiler is.. when I read this book (i think about 30%) I checked on the internet about Harry Potter and Wikipedia tells about the Weasley ginealogical and again, for second times.. ACCIDENTALLY read it. garbage. dog. bulls. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATED OKT 19: I finished read Harry Potter. yeah!! All of the spoilers are liar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-6238494552740632796?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6238494552740632796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=6238494552740632796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6238494552740632796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6238494552740632796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/making-fun-of-hermione-granger.html' title='Making fun of Hermione Granger'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-3099981886914575507</id><published>2008-09-27T22:28:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T03:49:19.015+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>My Friends who is Struggling  to live in Cross Country and Staples® Easy Button™</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used to think that I want to study cross-country. I asked my parents about it and you can guess it they refused my idea. Sometimes I envy my friends, they continue their study to USA, Europe, Australia etc. And I loved to hear their stories about their adventure, the atmosphere there, the native-attitudes, the culture, the scenery etc. That is the stories when they had their vacation there. But when they attended school there, they have to struggle to live there, with new life, new culture, new environment etc. And it's hard to interact with people with different culture, attitudes. We have to find people with same interest, same mind. One of my friends got culture shock in Europe (actually she is the citizen of Netherlands, but she spent her education in Indonesia), felt lonely, homesick. But my other friend easily interact with her new friends. I asked her how could you do that because my friend who live in Netherlands is getting culture shock and stressed about it. She said that the important things is just be active and easy-going. Sometimes she can't interact with the native because they are over-confident. I don't know what she mean over-confident because she said "It's hard to explain" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;a href="http://www.smosh.com/"&gt;smosh&lt;/a&gt; video on youtube. This video titled &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdWCjUG2ffU"&gt;"Going to the Mountains"&lt;/a&gt; and I found one stuff on that video that... I don't know but that is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;. An Easy button. (a &lt;a href="http://www.staples.com/office/supplies/StaplesProductDisplay?storeId=10001&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;catalogIdentifier=2&amp;amp;partNumber=606396"&gt;staples&lt;/a&gt; product)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=s0105150_enl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/s0105150_enl.jpg" alt="easy button" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you push the easy button, it will say "That was easy". At first I don't know what is the purpose of this "red button, and my friend from Canada told me Pick one up for yourself. Your coworker. And how about one for your boss? It's a great reminder to keep things easy at work. And that's just the way we like it. Plus, each year, Staples Foundation for Learning will donate all proceeds from this product, up to $1 million, to Boys &amp;amp; Girls Club of America. I want get it but I think there is nothing Staples store in Indonesia anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-3099981886914575507?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3099981886914575507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=3099981886914575507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3099981886914575507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/3099981886914575507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-friends-who-struggled-to-live-cross.html' title='My Friends who is Struggling  to live in Cross Country and Staples® Easy Button™'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-2444325276880448217</id><published>2008-09-24T23:39:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:55:33.939+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Dilemma, the security at RedPal station and My Cousin-who-has-been-travelling-to-China</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was Monday night when I finished my class and ask Maureen for the Borland C++ program (the program that help me to understand the practical class). So I met her and opening my laptop to copy the program. My other classmate (which is I don't know some of them) has a big curious and they join me and Maureen.  So they asked about the program, some of them couldn't install it on their computer and they persuaded me to install the Borland C++ on my laptop. It wasn't work. With this occasion I could made new friends (Thanks God!!). The show ended and we went to first floor. ACTUALLY after the class I promised to my friend Echa for wait me in front of the library. I met her and she looks mad. When her and I stepped out to the outside my new friends asked me to join their Algorithm group and I accepted it. So we shared our cell number each other and took a long time. I know Echa's position. She has pretension to get mad because she was waiting for me for long time and she didn't get involved on my conversations. It was a dilemma. I want to go home with my friend but I have to speak to my new friends. Terrible. But Echa did understand. She honestly said to me that she get bored and annoyed but it doesn't matter she said. I also ask apologize to her and she forgave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I arranged a meeting with my group to do the Algorithm project in Budy's kost. I took the 8:30 train and I arrived at RedPal. When I got out from the train station I gave my ticket (I got it from my tickets "album" and I don't know if the ticket was expired) and the security guard called me and ask for the today's ticket. I didn't feel scared because I bought the ticket. So I opened my bag and search for the ticket and I released my old-expired tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security guard: "WHY DID YOU KEEP THE EXPIRED TICKETS??? YOU KNOW, IT CAN BE   MISUSED!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me:                      "I just collected it because as usual some of security guard didn't take it!"&lt;br /&gt;Security guard: "Just put in in the garbage! Just be honest, you didn't buy the ticket, did you?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:                     (finally found the ticket) This is my brand-new ticket take it with my expired tickets and let me go!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH...............&lt;br /&gt;Finally I arrived at my Campus, meet my friends and went to Budy's kost. His room was really-really COMFORT!!! Air-conditioned with the internet connection and the bathroom. So my group did the project until 11am and we went to campus to take a class.&lt;br /&gt;Class was ended, time to go home. I took Banten Express train (Brand New) and it was Crowded. I got my place at the door so I can see outside clearly. Arrived in Kebajoran Lama Station the passengers getting stack and they pushed me. A mom with her boxes and her child keeps complaining that still more space in the train. She keeps talking about her uncomfortable and her willing to get in. Finally the train started to go and ja, the mom still angry about her position. I really hate her. She have to think that this is the risk if she take a cheap and crowd train. Do not blame the other passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I received a myspace message from my cousin. He has been travelling to China and now he is in Tibet. He asked me my home address. I checked his new photo and Oh my golly... I envy him! I saw beautiful cloud, scenery, a clean town, etc. I never been travelled cross country anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is his photo in Tibet (Totally jealous :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=1189165&amp;amp;albumID=1835105&amp;amp;imageID=37543079"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/2/5a1ed9222e0b49ee83144a9b9c057896/m.jpg" alt="Potala Palace (Lhasa, Tibet)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=1189165&amp;amp;albumID=1835105&amp;amp;imageID=37543120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/63/3594e447747a4fa09b3155fad3dbaef0/m.jpg" alt="Blue sky, white clouds, freezing water (Tibet)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=1189165&amp;amp;albumID=1835105&amp;amp;imageID=37543149"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/61/5dfd2b53692746b399a03be8e0ae8712/m.jpg" alt="Thousands of prayer flags (Tibet)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=1189165&amp;amp;albumID=1835105&amp;amp;imageID=37543221"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/35/7a5e6a9c985e4e77b354504311492d09/m.jpg" alt="Look at all this snow (Tibet)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=1189165&amp;amp;albumID=1835105&amp;amp;imageID=37546496"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/3/8b4d912a834c4920a9736e303965db16/m.jpg" alt="its my first yak!!! (Namtso Lake, Tibet)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=1189165&amp;amp;albumID=1835105&amp;amp;imageID=37543307"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/11/d83141cd934c4957a17bcad847387912/m.jpg" alt="Namtso Lake is the highest salt lake in the world 4700m or almost 15,000 ft" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=1189165&amp;amp;albumID=1758953&amp;amp;imageID=34961455"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images01/41/6da055274d41b0a607d0593ecc3d4f58/m.jpg" alt="I heart China (Beijing)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=1189165&amp;amp;albumID=1758953&amp;amp;imageID=36067127"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images01/41/dacb2dff608d8abd3d35895e95a48206/m.jpg" alt="Terracotta Warriors in Xian." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-2444325276880448217?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2444325276880448217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=2444325276880448217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2444325276880448217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2444325276880448217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/dilemma-security-at-redpal-station-and.html' title='Dilemma, the security at RedPal station and My Cousin-who-has-been-travelling-to-China'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-6577935468160845062</id><published>2008-09-19T22:55:00.016+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T03:07:30.333+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>First Impressions of being college-student</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.brandsoftheworld.com/brands/0020/1933/brand.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.brandsoftheworld.com/brands/0020/1933/brand.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just started being a college-student for 2 weeks. It feels like I'm more free now, I don't have to wear uniform, being scared of seniors, teachers, my hair if getting long etc. More free but the university still have rules that I should obey. My first class started at evening and get settled at noon. hmmm, kinda boring because I haven't friends yet but now I have friends (thanks God!) and homeworkS (it's plural). huhuhu.. ja, each decision have its consequence. Being student at college is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; free but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; homework, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; project, task and the lecturer won't give the excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Oh ja, I also attended selection for being an activist on Association of Computer Science Students on Sunday. I hesitated because as long as i know, no one of my friends signed up for the selection. But because I didn't have much works so I attended the selection. First part is written test and the questions that I couldn't imagine before. The test ask about the association, motivation and psychology. after that was an interview. I felt nervous because I never do this before. An interview, gosh that is the horrify part because the will know about my life, my personality. I don't know but I hate interview. Maybe because I had bad attitudes :) I know, the interview is important because the will know about the personality and they can decided that are we acceptable or not. They asked my motivations, 'weird' questions, my answers on written test etc. With the interview, I know being an activist is not easy as I think before. A lot of works and shared our time with study etc. I don't know but God have his way. After the interview ended, they gave me a Pin. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received text messages from my friends. They told me that a reunion will be held today at 7pm. I already know about this. I read on facebook about the reunion and actually this reunion is a pre-reunion and whoever wants to attend should sign-up. I don't interested because this is just a pre-reunion. But Widya told me the school was crowded. I replied the message to ask more but she didn't text me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is other results from blogthings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Would Be Voted Biggest Brain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsuperlativeareyouquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, you were very serious about getting good grades and studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have thought that no one noticed you, but people did know how smart you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were often at the head of your class, and people respected your intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's likely that all your studying eventually did pay off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsuperlativeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Superlative Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 36% Interesting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouboringorinterestingquiz/interesting-2.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, you're not the most interesting person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't put much effort into expanding your horizons. You're content to stay in your little comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get stuck in a rut, and you often bore people who spend time with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are predictable and somewhat narcissistic. You're too focused on yourself to see how boring you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the potential to be an incredibly fascinating person. You just have to be a little more proactive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake things up. Try something new. Take a risk. The worst that can happen is that you'll have an amazing story to tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouboringorinterestingquiz/"&gt;Are You Boring or Interesting?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 60% Normal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/hownormalareyouquiz/really-normal.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise known as the normal amount of normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like most people most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you've got those quirks that make you endearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're unique, yes... but not frighteningly so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Normal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality is the Most Common (ISTJ)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is disciplined, realistic, predictable, and honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 14% of all people have your personality, including 9% of all women and 17% of all men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Introverted, Sensing, Thinking, and Judging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Live in the Present&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouliveinthepastpresentorfuturequiz/present.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take things one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it turns out, that's a pretty great way to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't consumed by the past, and you're aren't obsessed with the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live in the now, and you enjoy each moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While most people don't live in the present enough, make sure you don't live in it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a mistake to forget your past or neglect to plan for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouliveinthepastpresentorfuturequiz/"&gt;Do You Live in the Past, Present, or Future?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Act Like You Are 13 Years Old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatagequiz/teen.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a teenager at heart. You don't quite feel like a grown up yet, but you don't feel like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're quite rebellious, and you don't like being told what to do. You like to do things your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your own unique style, taste in music, and outlook on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whathandgestureareyouquiz/heart.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life philosophy can be summed up as, "Love like you've never been hurt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest wish is to have harmony in all of your relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't help loving people, even when they're incredibly flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic, and you are willing to give almost anyone a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathandgestureareyouquiz/"&gt;What Hand Gesture Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Bert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/bert.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you lovable - even if you don't love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Crossword Puzzle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofpuzzleareyouquiz/crossword.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well read, and you have a good head for remembering facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a wordsmith. You have a way with words, and you're very literate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a mysterious person who enjoys dropping little clues every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpuzzleareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Puzzle Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr... I think I just addicted to blogthings :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-6577935468160845062?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6577935468160845062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=6577935468160845062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6577935468160845062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6577935468160845062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-impression-of-being-college.html' title='First Impressions of being college-student'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-1762885515079170460</id><published>2008-09-16T00:15:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:28:00.064+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Did You Ever??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is Sept 16 2008...... Happy Birthday my friend &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/21020972"&gt;Gabriela Paula Sunardi&lt;/a&gt;. So this is the story. I was listening to &lt;a href="www.traxonsky.com"&gt;101,4 TraxFM&lt;/a&gt; couple minutes ago and signing up for Guling Program which is the program that will contact the person that recommended by signed-up listener and the listener can greet for Birthday on-air. I sent sign up text message and I was waiting for the call. I just hopeless because toward to 00:00 I didn't reach call anymore. And at 00:00 the DJ called someone named Paula and made me shocked. Ja of course I shocked because I knew the voice, she is Gabriela Paula. Wow, they called her but they didn't call me???? She was interviewed during waited for called me but I couldn't found any call or missed call on my cell. Gosh,,, that is the time and just over... the program was ended and they just told that I sent the message. huhuhu T_T. I didn't on-air!!! And Paula said I such a gossip-boy. hmmm.. Poor me. I called her after the program and greeted for Happy Birthday. She said it's okay and asked for call later because she had surprise party. I wish I had surprise party on my birthday. There's nothing special on my birthday. Haha, just hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-1762885515079170460?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1762885515079170460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=1762885515079170460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/1762885515079170460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/1762885515079170460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/did-you-ever.html' title='Did You Ever??'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-99431584148055665</id><published>2008-09-07T22:10:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:55:57.194+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Are You Ready for College?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosh, tomorrow is my first day on campus. Wish me luck!!! I got the schedule and the class starts at 3:20pm. I planned that I must go from home at 2, get the train and arrive at Redpal maybe at 2:30. Still one hour free. What should I do? I still have no idea what i should do at campus because I have no friends yet. I mean, for my class. I just know one friend she is Maureen from my orientation class. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dio, benas min&lt;/span&gt; so I can make MUCH friends there.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I little bit feel regret because I didn't sign up for English Club. huhu. I should signed up it because I will get the ToEFL exam. huaaaa.... I don't know my ToEFL. Echa actually asked me to join but I felt hesitate. I always feel hesitate, about anything. Especially for the new task, issue or anything. I spent my time to think, think and think and that's waste my time and take my brain to being tired and my mood will going down. I have to change this behavior because the campus life will be more complex and difficult. I can't take my time just for think and think. I just filled the Nobel Dream on Binusmaya and finally, I confidently filled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, yesterday night I went to a new restaurant with my family. It is a new restaurant and give discount for 20%. The restaurant is Sambal Desa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SMPzbRCnahI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z2HU_TmiC6Y/s1600-h/06092008%28016%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SMPzbRCnahI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z2HU_TmiC6Y/s320/06092008%28016%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243302040945781266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we came in and took a table. The table position wasn't comfort anymore. That is 4-side table and actually each person have to sit on each side. But, because of one of the side is directly connected with the "path" so it couldn't be. And my brother and my mother have to shared in one side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the problem wasn't ended, the second problem is ....... my legs were stuck on the f**kin table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SMP-9Opjh6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/towtdkMpkk8/s1600-h/06092008%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SMP-9Opjh6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/towtdkMpkk8/s320/06092008%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243314719047255970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I felt unconfortable!!!!!!! It took bad effects, I couldn't enjoy my meal. huhu. Honestly, the meal is delicious and expensive. The total is $11,12. Oh ja, during the dinner suddenly the lamp turn off for 5 minutes. Wow. hahaha... I also met Yulia Vonny and her family there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The meal.. is actually good and delicious. You should try it. But for the services, Gross. The waiters need more practise. They are very unorganized. And also, the separation of non-smoker seat should be more strict because I still found a man smoking in non smoker area. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that's all for today. I have to prepare myself to greet my new life tomorrow. Campus life, I'm cominggggg!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-99431584148055665?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/99431584148055665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=99431584148055665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/99431584148055665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/99431584148055665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-ready-for-college.html' title='Are You Ready for College?'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SMPzbRCnahI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z2HU_TmiC6Y/s72-c/06092008%28016%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-7310275987161190240</id><published>2008-09-07T15:10:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:56:24.353+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Other results</title><content type='html'>this is my other results from Blogthings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Follow Christianity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatreligionshouldyoubequiz/christianity.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe in the Holy Trinity, and that Jesus walked the earth as the son of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also believe that all people sin and that God will forgive you for your sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship with God is very important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You strengthen your faith through prayer, worship, and Bible study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatreligionshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Religion Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Social Blogger!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/social-blogger.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your blog is more of a semi-private affair for your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't consider yourself a journalist. Your blog is more of a diary.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your blog is how you keep in touch... sharing stories, jokes, and pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one outside your social circle probably gets your blog, but they're not supposed to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Blogger Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the Son&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatfamilyroledoyouplayquiz/son.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident and charming. You enjoy saving the day and being the hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very active and tough. You play all sorts of games and love challenges of all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are courageous. You take risks, go on adventures, and explore the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are curious and open minded. You like to experiment and see how things work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are competitive and ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a bully. You become frustrated and jealous if you are not winning in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamilyroledoyouplayquiz/"&gt;What Family Role Do You Play?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Somewhat Closer to Your Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouclosertoyourfriendsorfamilyquiz/ff-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your family is there for you at times, but you really rely on your friends for support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends understand you, accept you, and love you in a way your family doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends are also incredibly fun to be around. Your friendships are your most satisfying relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you're so close to your friends, you may consider some of them to be honorary family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouclosertoyourfriendsorfamilyquiz/"&gt;Are You Closer to Your Friends or Your Family?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 36% Control Freak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouacontrolfreakquiz/control-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have achieved the perfect balance of control and letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to roll with whatever life brings, but you never get complacent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouacontrolfreakquiz/"&gt;Are You A Control Freak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Somewhat Like Your Mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoulikeyourmomquiz/mom-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, you and your mom are pretty darn similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not seem like it at times, but you and your mom have a lot of common ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time, you'll probably get closer ... especially if you emphasize the things you like about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoulikeyourmomquiz/"&gt;Are You Like Your Mom?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality at 35,000 Says...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thepersonalitytestat35000feet/airplane.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you prefer spending time alone to spending time with others. You enjoy thinking more than talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are finding your place in the world, but you still feel overwhelmed. There's a lot of choices out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gift is having a good eye. You take amazing picture and have the natural talent for most visual arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are inspired by what is possible. Real life is often too ordinary for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very easy for you to feel happy. You can find peace with any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thepersonalitytestat35000feet/"&gt;The Personality Test at 35,000 Feet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Will Be a Cool Parent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/parent-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to naturally know a lot about parenting, and you know what kids need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell when it's time to let kids off the hook, and when it's time to lay down the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While your parenting is modern and hip, it's not over the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that there's nothing cool about a parent who acts like a teenager... or a drill sergeant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/"&gt;Would You Be a Cool Parent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Grass Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/grass-green.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to earth and a bit of a hippie, you are very into nature and the outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You accept the world and people as they are. You don't try to change things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also very comfortable with yourself, flaws and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic about the future, you feel like life is always getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Green Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Goth Name is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourgothnamequiz/boy.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fallen Omega&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourgothnamequiz/"&gt;What's Your Goth Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 76% Open Minded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/open-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so open minded that your brain may have fallen out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really. But you may be confused on where you stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have a judgmental bone in your body, and you're very accepting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy the best of every life philosophy, even if you sometimes contradict yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/"&gt;How Open Minded Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Own a Beagle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofdogshouldyouhavequiz/beagle.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low maintenance, very friendly, and sturdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofdogshouldyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Dog Should You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Inner Gender is Female&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourinnergenderquiz/female.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sensitive, caring, and willing to connect with anyone who's open to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make friends easily, and you enjoy all sorts of conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand most people you meet - better than they understand themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're totally a woman... or at the very least, your soul is female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnergenderquiz/"&gt;What's Your Inner Gender?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; 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font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Your PhD in Men&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howwelldoyouunderstandmenquiz/good.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand men almost better than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You accept that guys are very different, and you read signals well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work what you know about men, and your relationships will be blissful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howwelldoyouunderstandmenquiz/"&gt;How Well Do You Understand Men?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 45% Feminine, 55% Masculine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoumasculineorfemininequiz/gender-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in touch with both your feminine and masculine sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sensitive at the right times, but you don't let your emotions overwhelm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not a eunuch, just the best of both genders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoumasculineorfemininequiz/"&gt;Are You Masculine or Feminine?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You May Be a Bit Dependent...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatpersonalitydisorderareyouquiz/marilyn-monroe.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're more than a little preoccupied with being abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need a lot of support in your life, at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult for you to survive on your own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't reallly think you ever could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpersonalitydisorderareyouquiz/"&gt;What Personality Disorder Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your City Walk Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thecitywalkpersonalitytest/city.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unique and philosophical. You have your own way of living life, and you relish your independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You are very outgoing and friendly. You feel very comfortable in a crowd, and you can get to know anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Money is important to you in as far as you'd like to have enough to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You tend to seek comfort, coziness, and stability in your life. For you, feeling at home is the best feeling ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thecitywalkpersonalitytest/"&gt;The City Walk Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Brain is 73% Female, 27% Male&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain leans female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think with your heart, not your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and considerate, you are a giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cool huh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-7310275987161190240?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7310275987161190240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=7310275987161190240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/7310275987161190240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/7310275987161190240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/other-results.html' title='Other results'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-2716802174464062417</id><published>2008-09-05T15:36:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:57:11.274+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Blogthings Results</title><content type='html'>I visited &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;blogthings&lt;/a&gt; last days ago and took some test there. Blogthings said "Get cool things to put in your Facebook, blog, profile, or journal". Did you now &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;blogthings&lt;/a&gt;? just check &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I post here the results. Here it is.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Issue Profile: 56% Obama, 44% McCain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/shouldyouvoteformccainorobamaquiz/mcob-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, you're not really satisfied with either of the candidates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could vote for either of them. You are the typical coveted swing voter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may want to narrow yourself down to a particular set of issues in order to pick your president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or start looking at third party candidates. One of them might suit you better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/shouldyouvoteformccainorobamaquiz/"&gt;Should You Vote for Obama or McCain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a PC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouamacorapcquiz/pc.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're practical, thrifty, and able to do almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearances and trends aren't important to you. You just like to get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouamacorapcquiz/"&gt;Are You a Mac or a PC?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 20% Nerdy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/hownerdyareyouquiz/nerd-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely not nerdy - in fact, you probably don't know any nerds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably care a little too much about your image. No one will know if you secretly watch Star Trek reruns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownerdyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Nerdy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Name Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyournamesayaboutyouquiz/name.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name says that you are mostly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrewd but overbearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name also says you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious but stubborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unconventional but unstable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perceptive but paranoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyournamesayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Name Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Danny Pattinama Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are influential and persuasive. You tend to have a lot of power over people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you use your powers for good. You excel at solving other people's problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you do get a little selfish and persuade people to do things that are only in your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Hands Say About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoyourhandssayaboutyouquiz/hands.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are artistic, intuitive, and inspired. You have good people skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idealistic and dreamy, you tend toward the impractical. You have a knack for getting yourself in sticky situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brainy and intelligent, you are intellectual to the point of being incomprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions tend to be well though out. You're willing to wait out a bad situation, and you're never too quick to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyourhandssayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do Your Hands Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Sensitive Kisser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/kissingstylequiz/sensitive-kisser.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is a way to connect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you need lot of care, attention, and privacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may take you a while to kiss someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you do, it's total fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kissingstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Kissing Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 54% Perfectionist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/perfectionist-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one would call you a perfectionist, but you definitely have a side of you that strives to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to see your mistakes as learning experiences, and don't be so hard on yourself when you screw up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/"&gt;Are You a Perfectionist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 60% Shy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howshyareyouquiz/shy-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you live a pretty normal life, you tend to be a fairly shy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many situations make you feel uncomfortable, and you sometimes find your shyness hindering your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howshyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Shy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Learning Style: Practical and Cooperative&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/estp.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to test out what you learn, and you excel when you can jump right in and try something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Should Study:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Environmental Science &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion Merchandising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interior Design &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International Studies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nursing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criminal Justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical Therapy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/"&gt;What Should You Study?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Math&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/passed.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you got 8/10 correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/"&gt;Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Scored an A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theitsitstheretheirtheyrequiz/a.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got 10/10 questions correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty obvious that you don't make basic grammatical errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, you're annoyed when people make simple mistakes on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as people with bad grammar go, you know they're only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's humanity and its current condition that truly disturb you sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theitsitstheretheirtheyrequiz/"&gt;The It's Its There Their They're Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Russian Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/russiannamegenerator/boy.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aloysha Jeirgif Novikov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/russiannamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Russian Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Biblical Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/biblicalnamegenerator/boy.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seraphim Ebenezer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will not live to see the end of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/biblicalnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Biblical Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Kind of Stupid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoustupidquiz/stupid-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got 7/10 questions right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some things most people know... except for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoustupidquiz/"&gt;Are You Stupid?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Science&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/couldyoupasseighthgradesciencequiz/passed.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you got 7/8 correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgradesciencequiz/"&gt;Could You Pass 8th Grade Science?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Were the Brainy Kid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/brainy.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school, you were acing AP classes or hanging out in the computer lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have been a bit of a geek back then, but now you're a total success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/"&gt;Who Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Scholastic Strength Is Deep Thinking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/deep-thinking.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should major in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/"&gt;What Should You Major In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Uncommon Name Is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/uncommonnamegenerator/boy.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Modesto Haywood Flax&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/uncommonnamegenerator/"&gt;What Very Uncommon Name Should You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Would Be a Pet Dog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofpetwouldyoubequiz/dog.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're friendly, loyal, and an all around good sport. People love to be near you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open with your feelings, and you're quite vocal in expressing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sincere and kind. You love many people - without any sort of agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you would make a great pet: You're content to chill out with your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you would make a bad pet: You always find yourself getting into trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you would love about being a dog: Running around and playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you would hate about being a dog: Being left home alone while everyone else is out having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpetwouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Pet Would You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one ain't from &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;blogthings&lt;/a&gt; but I just tried it from sorting hat which means what home that if I attend Hogwarts. and the result is Hufflepuff. hmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://sorting-hat.com/linklogo/sorthath.gif" &lt;br /&gt;WIDTH="88" HEIGHT="130" ALT="Want to Get Sorted?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://sorting-hat.com" target="_blank"&gt;I'm &lt;br /&gt;a Hufflepuff!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-2716802174464062417?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2716802174464062417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=2716802174464062417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2716802174464062417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2716802174464062417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/blogthings-results.html' title='Blogthings Results'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-5944763541409594064</id><published>2008-09-01T14:03:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:10:57.185+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><title type='text'>Attending "Inaugurasi Program Binusian 2012"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLwTRJMRBTI/AAAAAAAAABs/7HVf1vcjMFg/s1600-h/31082008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLwTRJMRBTI/AAAAAAAAABs/7HVf1vcjMFg/s320/31082008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241085251598484786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I attended "Inaugurasi Program Binusian 2012" at Plenary Hall Jakarta Convention Center and it was fun and made me hungry :( Okay let's begin from 5am I'm woke up and got breakast. I arrived there at 7 and I didn't know anybody there. Thanks God I met Raymond, Stephen, Nonnie and Jimmy. We were talking for a short time but they left me because we had a different seat at this event. I was searching for my classmate but i didn't find it. And then I had a bright idea, I came into the hall and I found the seat of my class. My classmates were sitting there. And then my other friends come in and the mentor finally felt that the seat was not enough for my class. So some of my friends sat on the carpet. After that, a film while we had Program Binusian 2012 showed for 15minutes. funny and weird. hehehe. And then, I don't know who is he but he greeted the students and asked for make "wave". NO ONE made wave. But finally some class on tribune made wave. My class sat on the first floor so we can see the event clearly. At 9, the Inaugurasi officially opened. First is oration from the Chief of this program, and oration from the Rector. And then we inaugurated omen by wearing our alma mater jacket and sang "Mars Bina Nusantara" and "Mars Binusian". after the Inauguration, result for the best class and the best mentor. I don't remember the winner. But i just remember the first place best mentor is Kurniawan, Steven's mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAetfCxmqjY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAetfCxmqjY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the inauguration ceremony, it's time for Entertainment. The entertainer are from UKM and Binusian 2012. First is band. The band performed three songs. And then short play from Japan Literature major. My friend Yuki played a role on this short play. I can't catch the point on this short play because the microphone wasn't worked properly. And then short play from Binus International. I think that was awesome but they get booed from the other. The story is like this, The student who attended orientation at in Binus International were being surprised when one of their friend is a Joker (character in Batman). Joker has no friends. So he likes to break the rules. But finally he has friends in Binus University and promoted Binus University to high school students. He said "If you search for a good university, Just two words, Binus University". I have to confess that their short play is Good. One scene that I remember is&lt;br /&gt;student: "eh, lo bawa makanan apa?"&lt;br /&gt;mentor: "hey you speak Bahasa, one thousand for each word!"&lt;br /&gt;And then they get booed by the other students (maybe not for the BI) and we shouted "In-do-ne--s(y)ia" like in football competition. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;After short play from Binus International, there's so many band performances and it turned me to hungry. of course my friends felt the same. Not only bands, but also duet from the mentors, choir from Paramabira (they won second place on choir competition in Barcelona), Duet from class (they sang "The Prayer". I guessed it correctly), Piano recital, theater, dance and the last is band from UKM. The show ended at 1:30. I met Doan when he was waiting for Witri. I also met Yuki, Hendy, Steven and Edward. Thanks God I met them because I can join them to going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the point is... Hungry. Ya, I got breakfast at 5am and the event ended at 1:30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-5944763541409594064?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5944763541409594064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=5944763541409594064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5944763541409594064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5944763541409594064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/attending-inaugurasi-program-binusian.html' title='Attending &quot;Inaugurasi Program Binusian 2012&quot;'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLwTRJMRBTI/AAAAAAAAABs/7HVf1vcjMFg/s72-c/31082008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-281310005150744099</id><published>2008-08-30T10:59:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:57:46.063+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><title type='text'>Schedule</title><content type='html'>Tada..... this is my schedule..... I got free days for 2 days. wahaha.. But I just found one friend in this class. huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLjGJZBMXUI/AAAAAAAAABk/VhoNrU5BWYs/s1600-h/jadwal+kuliah1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLjGJZBMXUI/AAAAAAAAABk/VhoNrU5BWYs/s320/jadwal+kuliah1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240156031082585410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck at University!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-281310005150744099?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/281310005150744099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=281310005150744099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/281310005150744099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/281310005150744099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/08/schedule.html' title='Schedule'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLjGJZBMXUI/AAAAAAAAABk/VhoNrU5BWYs/s72-c/jadwal+kuliah1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-2698329340627238316</id><published>2008-08-29T15:55:00.019+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:03:27.147+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><title type='text'>Making Friends at Program Binusian 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I attended orientation at my next University. The orientation called Program Binusian 2012. The orientation occurred for 4 days. My feeling was so waving because... okay let me tell you about the 4-days-orientation-at-binus-university&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, Aug 25 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First day of orientation. I woke up at 4 and ate breakfast. get settled and went to the Pondok Randji train station, took the 6am train so I'll arrived at RedPal (Palmerah) at 6:20. I met some of Binusian 2012 there but i don't know them. maybe from different major. I took Public transportation (microlet) M11 and broght me to the campus. While I'm in Microlet my new friend &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/9390229"&gt;Ninda&lt;/a&gt; called me and asked me which one is the campus.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in Syahdan Campus I went to L2A class and my friend &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/9390229"&gt;Ninda&lt;/a&gt; was sitting in front of the class. She also introduced her friend &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/20075252"&gt;Nia&lt;/a&gt; to me Afterwards our mentor was coming and asked we to come into the class. Apparently the others was sitting in the class. haha why did I should waiting outside class?&lt;br /&gt;First session is "Success at University". The speaker talked about tips to success, do's and dont's etc. She also made a great games to make friends. The game called "Jadi Artis" (become famous). I made new friends with this game.&lt;br /&gt;Second session is "Program Studi Kurikulum" which is all of student which took Computer Science major submitted in one class K3A-B and the Chief of Major explained about the major.&lt;br /&gt;After that, our senior from &lt;a href="http://www.himti.org/org_symbol_mars.php"&gt;HIMTI&lt;/a&gt; (Computer Science Student Association) came in and explain about the Association and offering the HIMTI kit which is contains T-shirt, CD, magazine etc. I bought it on EXPO. Actually i just wanted the CD because the CD contains programs that essential for my studies.&lt;br /&gt;The third session is "Prakuliah: Algoritma dan Pemrograman". hmm... lil' bit difficult but thanks to Charitas because I got programming language when I attended high school. The senior who taught me also gimme homework. I really agree because we need practise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue, Aug 26 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need more sleep because I just slept for 4 hours!! I woke up at 4 and took breakfast and get settled. went to station, got the train and arrived at Orchid Campus. And I met &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/9390229"&gt;Ninda&lt;/a&gt; while I walked to the campus. We found the class and there was my other friends there.&lt;br /&gt;First session is we learned about how to use &lt;a href="http://binusmaya.binus.ac.id/"&gt;binusmaya&lt;/a&gt; which is the most important thing for Binusian because we can get information about the study, material, GPA, forum etc from this site. I don't know but I felt sleepy during this session.&lt;br /&gt;Second session is "Binusian Smart and Good". We were watching video and studied about the case. I don't know but I felt uncomfort with this session. After this session a man came into the class and asked we to take some picture. Here is the picture but minus Kak Yanita because she busy with one of our friends which is sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLfpZSuTxHI/AAAAAAAAABM/aNqWEW9ysL4/s1600-h/Image1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLfpZSuTxHI/AAAAAAAAABM/aNqWEW9ysL4/s320/Image1046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239913312200934514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third session is "Prakuliah" again and the senior asked about the homework. We also learned about the new material. OMG! I have no idea about it. That was hard.&lt;br /&gt;Last session is "Upgrading Your English Ability" which is we have to do exersise about English contains Reading, Structure and Listening. I stuck on Structure. huhu. But our mentor said that the university won't give the result. wtf?? And I wrote about it in questioner on the last day. I was walking from Orchid campus to station because I'm not patient to wait the M11. TIRED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed, Aug 27 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up at 5 (OMG I'm Late!!) so I fastly breakfast and get settled and running to the station. Thanks God I could reached the train. i also broght the cooking oil.&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at Syahdan campus and went to the class. Much friends was waiting on the balcony. This day is the most fun day because we can see the introduction of UKM (Student Activity Unit) in Binus University. They were creative... they did anything to impress the watcher so they will join the UKM.&lt;br /&gt;After the Introduction of UKM, I helped my friends to decorate the kiosk for 'sell' cooking oil. I made crane from a paper and taught my other friends. Actually I'm not the crew for decorating but &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/20075252"&gt;Nia&lt;/a&gt; asked me to join and I accepted. My crew and i went downstairs to the field and the situation is crowded. Crew from other class was decorating their kiosk. My friends and I decorated the kiosk although looks simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLfv6EMsm4I/AAAAAAAAABU/v08-DY990j4/s1600-h/27082008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLfv6EMsm4I/AAAAAAAAABU/v08-DY990j4/s320/27082008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239920472307309442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our kiosk (Wendy and Winda, rhyming name, isn't it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the decorating time finished, my mentor asked we to come back to the class to learn the 'yelyel' of the class. After that, we went to the field to perform our 'yelyel'. this is the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tp3K8seqAlw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tp3K8seqAlw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also we from all DBN class were making wave and singing Binusian March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QuUjMETZqA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QuUjMETZqA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the program finished at 5pm, we want to take some picure but he have to leave the field hurry so the picture wasn't good. here is the result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SOMuLkTNL6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/B-8z6axnccM/s1600-h/27082008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SOMuLkTNL6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/B-8z6axnccM/s320/27082008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252092366701801378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SOMuLmz6ZvI/AAAAAAAAACY/-MkOjJBIuW8/s1600-h/27082008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SOMuLmz6ZvI/AAAAAAAAACY/-MkOjJBIuW8/s320/27082008(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252092367375853298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SOMuL1vt02I/AAAAAAAAACg/LYu-2ODgMxU/s1600-h/27082008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SOMuL1vt02I/AAAAAAAAACg/LYu-2ODgMxU/s320/27082008(004).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252092371384783714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...... This day was fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu, Aug 28 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last day of orientation...... first session is Binusian Community, is explained about the history of Binus and how to in Binus University.&lt;br /&gt;Second session is Binusian learning culture. this session explained about how to studying in Binus which is I think that is difficult or maybe my mindset is still like high school student. Oh ja, our mentor also gave the task to write our impression about the mentor, Kak Williem Paopao dan Kak Yanita Yanyan. If we didn't submit the tast we will not get the Binusian 2012 certificate. haha....&lt;br /&gt;We went to other class for lunch and sharing knowledge. It means, our mentor shared their experience while they studying at Binus University. From their story we can take lesson and tips studying in university. I think Kak Williem is smart and Kak Yanita is hard-worker.&lt;br /&gt;Next session is EXPO for 3 hours and I met Echa and Melissa and they accompanied me to look the EXPO.. I tried to played Igo. Igo is a chess from Japan. I played with the senior in Nippon club. He also taught me to play it. I wanna also try kendo, but the show was end T_T. And Echa end Melissa makes me bored.............. They leave me alone!!!!!!! I don't know but they go home without greet me. huh.. And then I went to HIMTI booth and signed up for being HIMTI activist. I also met Yuki she broght me to Bvoice booth and I think Bvoice is cool but I think I wanna join in the next year. Toward to 4pm, I went to the class and my friends was sharing phone number and I did too. at 4, we came into the class and the mentors said thank you and said their impression about our class. At first the mentors felt bored because the class was passive and doing riot but on the third day the mentors felt one with us.&lt;br /&gt;And after that we don't forget to take picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLgKTqVWBwI/AAAAAAAAABc/4mhbMt4dT94/s1600-h/28082008679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLgKTqVWBwI/AAAAAAAAABc/4mhbMt4dT94/s320/28082008679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239949499343177474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU PROGRAM BINUSIAN 2012, THANK YOU &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/dbn05"&gt;DBN05&lt;/a&gt;, YOU'RE ROCKS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-2698329340627238316?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2698329340627238316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=2698329340627238316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2698329340627238316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2698329340627238316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/08/making-friends-at-program-binusian-2012.html' title='Making Friends at Program Binusian 2012'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLfpZSuTxHI/AAAAAAAAABM/aNqWEW9ysL4/s72-c/Image1046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-5438484214153382707</id><published>2008-08-23T16:31:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:58:34.750+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Meet New Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi, today i woke up at 6 and prepared myself to attended Briefing at Binus University. My mood was bad because i woke up with my father mad because someone had not turned off the gas stove. His expression made me terrible. And then i took breakfast and prepared myself. My father and I went at 8. During the drive, we met traffic jam and I arrived at 9 and the Briefing has started. I knocked the &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/dbn05"&gt;DBN05&lt;/a&gt; door and the Mentor allowed me to come in and I sat in front of the class without anyone there that I know.&lt;br /&gt;I felt annoyed there because the space was not spacious. And then more students came late after me. Time to absent, and I didn't brought pen so I borrowed pen from the girl who sitting beside me. Her name is Ninda from SMA Labschool Rawamangun. I don't make much friends there because I felt annoyed. I don't know why. And then our class learned the March of Binus, 'yelyel', and the rule of student. my class is clatter because contains 80 student. and no more space. huhu..... ya, we got briefing for 3 hours and then we have to take the Alma Mater Jacket on Orchid Campus. I went there, alone. And there I met my classmate, his name is Bagus. I came to the hall, fitted the jacket and i think it was good. And when I tried at home.... gosh, that was too small. oh my dog, I hope i can return it and get the new size bigger than this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I came back from dinner with my family in The Cost BSD. it was fun and I found happiness there. I can erased all the anxiousness. I impressed with one statue there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLe7kHYzaRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nBjKvvjD0RY/s1600-h/23082008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLe7kHYzaRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nBjKvvjD0RY/s320/23082008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239862920601626898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason because the statue is made from cans. how creative they are. And also the environment there is so romantic with live music. I should brought girl here :) it's so romantic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLe8mvxFb0I/AAAAAAAAABE/23KNStl1FBk/s1600-h/23082008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLe8mvxFb0I/AAAAAAAAABE/23KNStl1FBk/s320/23082008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239864065312255810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the situation there... the man with white shirt is my brother... ya, maybe this photo quality is bad but the reality there is so chill and romantic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for my brother who had an idea for brought my family and I there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-5438484214153382707?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5438484214153382707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=5438484214153382707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5438484214153382707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/5438484214153382707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/08/meet-new-friends.html' title='Meet New Friends'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJph45lKjTA/SLe7kHYzaRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nBjKvvjD0RY/s72-c/23082008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-564546323405938156</id><published>2008-08-12T15:47:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T01:00:08.647+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>terrible</title><content type='html'>hello. it is me again. umm, long vacation makes me feel terrible. no activity, just eat, sleep, browsing internet etc. huh. but, toward to first day in university makes me weird. i want a long vacation again because i am wasting my long vacation. huhu. i was only watching youtube, becoming someone subscribers, laughed, changed my bedtime. the important things is i am getting rejected. huhu. i have to learn English again to improve my skill, and also to make this blog looks good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-564546323405938156?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/564546323405938156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=564546323405938156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/564546323405938156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/564546323405938156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/08/terrible.html' title='terrible'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-2859870223762276282</id><published>2008-08-01T07:28:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:59:40.319+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Exam Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hei, it's me. Yeah, today is the officially day of announcement of SNMPTN. Yeah, at first I really-really don’t care about it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening, I filled the registration form of my future university and I called Widya to check my Graduation Certificate because I think there’s any problem with the serial number. I called her I she told me she has the same, so everything's ok. When we were talking, she told me about the announcement because one of our friends has known his result. That’s make me curious so I open the website and.. Yeah. It works. So first I check my friend’s number. No result. And me, no result. So Widya asked me to check her result. I said ok and ask her number. After she gimme her number, she told me to don’t check her result after she finish her prayer. About one minute, she told me to check it. One thing in my mind, no result. But, God has other plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=veron.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 261px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/veron.jpg" alt="veron" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God, Congrats! I said. God has answered your prayer!! I’m feeling between happy and envy. She was happy. And I check Indra’s result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=indrapandai.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 366px; height: 263px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/indrapandai.jpg" alt="indra" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. He lucky. Congrats mijn vrienden, miaj amikoj. My father keeps telling me to check it on the official day. Yeah, I checked it. twice, four times, many times.&lt;br /&gt;gimme same result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nono.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 287px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/nono.jpg" alt="nono1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nono2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 373px; height: 289px;" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r314/ynnad_kiddal/nono2.jpg" alt="nono2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-2859870223762276282?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2859870223762276282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=2859870223762276282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2859870223762276282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/2859870223762276282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/08/exam-announcement.html' title='Exam Announcement'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-6728222917906992685</id><published>2008-07-30T13:04:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:59:44.599+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>I am learning Languages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello. Finally we meet again. Hmm.. There’s so long times no see you my daily journal. Some of my journal I kept them on my personal folder because I had time-based internet connection. And now I have the unlimited so I think I can post more journals here. Yep. The topic of today’s journal is LANGUAGES. I’m studying many languages such as English, Mandarin, Dutch, French, Esperanto and Russian. Now I will reveal to you guys about the progress and why I studied the languages.&lt;br /&gt;First is English. I’m learned English because when I was in 4th grade, my &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/stradabu"&gt;elementary school&lt;/a&gt; give this subject for the students. At first I’m so scared and feel unconfident to learn this language. But I am not alone, my friends feel the same. And then apparently, I’m good in English. And it makes me love English and thank God at least I’m not too dumb in English. But I have to thank to my friends Grace Inggrid Sinaga. She is my friend in 5th grade and she loved to speak and talk English. She makes me motivated to learn English. But I think my English is still bad till I get the Official course and I get certificated. I’m always hesitating to get English course because I’m not confident with myself. I think it’s a trauma because when I was a kid I’m often getting rejected in new community. That’s it about the English. I’m sorry for my bad English if you read this journal. I just practice it. I remember when I will learn Russian; I read a quote “Most importantly, when you get the chance: Practice! Never be afraid to make mistakes. Everyone does! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The people who make the most mistakes learn the most&lt;/span&gt;. Always try to explain what you want, even if it takes time.”&lt;br /&gt;I learn Mandarin for 2 years. It started from my 11th grade in my &lt;a href="http://www.charitas-jkt.sch.id/"&gt;High School&lt;/a&gt;. I’m not sure about my Mandarin skill because I’m only good at writing (not the characters). For speaking, I was dumb. But for the basic, the pronounciation, I got it. I think Mandarin is one of have-to-learn language because most of people in this world speak Mandarin. I like Mandarin class because the teacher is still young so they know me. And they were so friendly. Now I was graduated from High School. I won’t get the class again. Maybe next time I will attend Mandarin course.&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother was a Dutch teacher. She can speak Dutch fluently and so does her husband which is my opa. They were lived in Dutch colonisation. I’m also having a Dutch friend, Paula Franken but she can’t speak Dutch well. But she will try it. Now she moves to Netherland to continue her school there. They are who motivated me to learn Dutch. Coincidentally, I have much Dutch literature such as bible, certificate, books, etc from my grands. And the dictionary too. So I can learn Dutch from them. I’m started to learn Dutch when my brother said that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt; is blocked by government. He said that Youtube is useful for many people because it can teach anything. How to play guitar, drums, or learn languages. Yeah, learn languages. Ya, Youtube ever have been blocked by government to prevent the spreading of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fitna_%28film%29"&gt;Fitna movie&lt;/a&gt; who produced by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geert_Wilders"&gt;Geert Wilders&lt;/a&gt;. Fitna Movie was hurt the Moslems. I don’t know why. I never watch the movie. Ok, back to the topic. Yeah when I went to internet café, I open the youtube and it works! And then I search for video that provided to learn Dutch. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/results?search_query=learn+dutch&amp;amp;search_type=&amp;amp;aq=f"&gt;There are so many videos&lt;/a&gt; and I pick several and &lt;a href="http://www.keepvid.com/"&gt;convert&lt;/a&gt; them to watch them at home. And from the videos, it make me curious, so I am googling and found the &lt;a href="http://www.taalthuis.com/"&gt;free online Dutch course&lt;/a&gt;. It makes me happy. But it not works well because I haven’t internet connection at home. So I learn from videos, literature and my friends help me with keep asking questions. They asked about how this sentences in Dutch. And I help them. It makes me feel happy because my existence in language was accepted. ALTHOUGH, I think it worst. I have to take course. I can’t be snob. I can’t be snob. I can’t be snob!!!!!!!! It worst…….&lt;br /&gt;I have friend. Her sister is studying frech by attending &lt;a href="http://www.ccfjakarta.or.id/"&gt;CCF&lt;/a&gt;. I’m ever seen “&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/homevideo/littleblackbook/"&gt;Little Blackbook&lt;/a&gt;” and one of the casts is have Frech accent. Oh mijn God, dat was HOT!!! Okok, I think while I learn Dutch, I can learn Frech too. So I am googling again, found one free online course. &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/languages/french/"&gt;And I found it&lt;/a&gt;. Hmm, I’m registered there, and I’m start learn french. They also send me weekly tips to learn french. At the end, my course is not works well. Ya, I’m often missed it. I’m often missed it because I found new language that easy to learn. It is Esperanto. Yes, Esperanto. I attended the &lt;a href="http://www.snmptn.ac.id/"&gt;exam&lt;/a&gt; for enter the public university in Indonesia. And there is a question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bahasa Esperanto memiliki sistem &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gramatika&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sistematis&lt;/span&gt; sehingga bebas dari pengecualian, berbeda dengan dari bahasa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;natural&lt;/span&gt; yang sarat dengan pengecualian sehingga sering membingungkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kata yang paling tepat menggantikan kata bercetak tebal dalam kalimat itu berturut-turut adalah…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me curious, is Esperanto easy? It challenges me to learn Esperanto. So I’m googling, search on wikipedia, and search for free online course. And not only &lt;a href="http://en.lernu.net/"&gt;online course&lt;/a&gt;, but also &lt;a href="http://www.cursodeesperanto.com.br/bazo/elshuto.php?en"&gt;I got the freeware&lt;/a&gt; to learn Esperanto. Yeah, it works. I can speak Esperanto now and that’s so easier than French or English. I just will only add many vocabularies in Esperanto and that’s making easy to speak in Esperanto. Not many people speak Esperanto because they think Esperanto will change the International language. Esperanto isn’t natural language. Zamenhoff has created it in 1878. He wanted to there is a language, that easy to learn, and the world accept it. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L._L._Zamenhof"&gt;Zamenhof&lt;/a&gt; at his time hates the international languages such as French, English, and Latin although he can speak those languages. I’m also still learning with the master of Esperanto. I found &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/user/amadeus5521"&gt;him&lt;/a&gt; on Youtube. He posted the &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=7ChxsWveLsg"&gt;counting in Esperanto video&lt;/a&gt; and I sent him message to doing correction in my lesson and he would.&lt;br /&gt;Couple days ago, I posted an Esperanto sentences on my personal message in MSN. And my friend Dian asked me, is that Spanish? No, I said. That is Esperanto. And we were talking about languages. And she gimme a question, what is “He loves me not” in Russian. Again, it challenges me. I am googling searching for &lt;a href="http://www.russianlessons.net/"&gt;free online Russian course&lt;/a&gt;. And at first, for learn Russian, we have to learn the Alphabet. Yeah, it was fun!! Now I’m learning Russian and seem I will miss the Esperanto course. Yeah, it always did. I’m not finish learn one language, and I’m start learn other language and miss the first course. Duh, I’m soo confused!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-6728222917906992685?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6728222917906992685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=6728222917906992685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6728222917906992685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6728222917906992685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-learning-languages.html' title='I am learning Languages'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-7009248631535118034</id><published>2008-06-29T00:47:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T18:09:47.734+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>after graduated.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Phew… After all these terrible feeling after the National exam, and received the spam text message from Wishnu that told me 5 of my classmates didn’t pass the exam and made me desperate and surrender………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I Graduated from my High School !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay!!!! W00t!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Umm, ya, this is the score. So-so.. so far so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UJIAN NASIONAL ------- NATIONAL EXAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bahasa Indonesia --- Indonesian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tertulis - written :&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;86 &lt;br /&gt;praktek - practical : &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;87,75&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bahasa Inggris --- English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tertulis - written: &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;86&lt;br /&gt;praktek - practical : &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;87,50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matematika --- Mathematics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tertulis - written : &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;62,5&lt;br /&gt;praktek - practical : &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fisika --- Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tertulis - written : &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;67,5&lt;br /&gt;praktek - practical : &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;76,19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kimia ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tertulis - written : &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;60&lt;br /&gt;praktek - practical : &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;72,20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biologi --- Biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tertulis - written : &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;70&lt;br /&gt;praktek - practical : &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;73&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hmmm.. that was that I deserve with all of my effort. I thought maybe I'll get bad score like 4 or 5 but the reality twisted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life goes on, I have to find my next education. next university. I still confused. I still can't decide what major that I should take. In my heart I wanna take medicine major but the consequences is the more money my parents should spend and the more time I should spend for study medicine. I afraid I'll don't have more free time if I take medicine major like I take science class. Everyday is study and study. But God has his plan. Sooner or later he'll show his plan to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember my high school friends, Nandy,  Paula, Olga, Niko, how are they doing now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-7009248631535118034?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7009248631535118034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=7009248631535118034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/7009248631535118034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oe3FG4EOgyU"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil.&lt;br /&gt;Komm aus Ägypten, das liegt direkt am Nil.&lt;br /&gt;Zuerst das ich in einem Ei,&lt;br /&gt;dann schni-,schna-,schnappte ich mich frei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[ Refrain ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schni Schna Schnappi&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp&lt;br /&gt;Schni Schna Schnappi&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp&lt;br /&gt;Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil,&lt;br /&gt;hab scharfe Zähne, und&lt;br /&gt;davon ganz schön viel.&lt;br /&gt;Ich schnapp mir was ich schnappen kann,&lt;br /&gt;ja schnapp zu, weil&lt;br /&gt;ich das so gut kann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[ Refrain ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schni Schna Schnappi&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp&lt;br /&gt;Schni Schna Schnappi&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp&lt;br /&gt;Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil,&lt;br /&gt;ich schnappe gern, das ist&lt;br /&gt;mein Lieblingsspiel.&lt;br /&gt;Ich schleich mich an die Mama ran,&lt;br /&gt;und zeig ihr wie ich schnappen kann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[ Refrain ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schni Schna Schnappi&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp&lt;br /&gt;Schni Schna Schnappi&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp&lt;br /&gt;Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil,&lt;br /&gt;und vom Schnappen, da krieg&lt;br /&gt;ich nicht zu viel.&lt;br /&gt;Ich beiß dem Papi kurz ins Bein,&lt;br /&gt;und dann, dann schlaf ich einfach ein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[ Outro ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schni Schna Schnappi&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (schnapp!)&lt;br /&gt;Schni Schna Schnappi (ja!)&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (schnapp!)&lt;br /&gt;Schni Schna Schnappi (mhmm!)&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (ja!)&lt;br /&gt;Schni Schna Schnappi&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi (hmm) Schnappi Schnapp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil (Schappi, the little Crocodile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Schnappi, the little crocodile,&lt;br /&gt;I live in Egypt, right next to the Nile,&lt;br /&gt;first I lived in an egg,&lt;br /&gt;but then shnapped my way free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;Schni-schna-schnappi schnappi-schnappi-schnapp&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Schnappi the little crocodile&lt;br /&gt;have sharp teeth and mighty many of them&lt;br /&gt;I shnap what's there to shnap&lt;br /&gt;I shnap and am good at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Schnappi the little crocodile&lt;br /&gt;I love to shnap, that's my favourite play&lt;br /&gt;I sneak up to mum&lt;br /&gt;and show her how well I shnap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Schnappi the little crocodile&lt;br /&gt;I'm never tired of shnapping&lt;br /&gt;I shnap daddy's leg&lt;br /&gt;and then just fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6450562195513798049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/6450562195513798049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/03/ich-bin-schnappi-das-kleine-krokodil.html' title='Snapi si Buaya Kecil yang hidup di Mesir'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-1755645798578695504</id><published>2008-02-29T18:46:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T13:10:17.032+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>the third try-out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll get try-out for national exam from the government of Monday. The teachers in my school are very-very-very sure that our competences can be measured with the try-out, especially from the government. So I decided to get good score!&lt;br /&gt;My teacher suggested my class to make a team work to study together couple day ago. So I have a team called Grup Burung HAntu (Owl Group). Why did I choose owl as the name of the team? because owl is a symbol of knowledge (as long as I know :p )&lt;br /&gt;So today is the first time the OWL Group had the studying together. I hope I can get the good score! Wish me Luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-1755645798578695504?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1755645798578695504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=1755645798578695504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/1755645798578695504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/1755645798578695504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/02/third-try-out.html' title='the third try-out'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926972010757859025.post-7599487247113613997</id><published>2008-02-23T15:18:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T13:02:43.323+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>Pertama</title><content type='html'>Hi there! this is my first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Danny Pattinama, I am student of Charitas High School class of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;now I'm struggling to success at National Exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on the next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8926972010757859025-7599487247113613997?l=ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7599487247113613997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8926972010757859025&amp;postID=7599487247113613997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/7599487247113613997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8926972010757859025/posts/default/7599487247113613997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ynadailyjournal.blogspot.com/2008/02/pertama.html' title='Pertama'/><author><name>Daniel P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277791479872461296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6QWW0HkW0/TwM8kb682dI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0mgzD9RqMXI/s220/tak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
