<?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-6067496</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:56:24.965+07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Vita e Bella</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is Beautiful! 
Is it true? Hmm...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-116714058459929700</id><published>2006-12-26T20:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T08:52:55.823+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divorce and Divorcee</title><content type='html'>Hari ini gw dapet berita yg bikin gw shock.&lt;br /&gt;Seseorang yg deket ama gw bilang: "na, gw udah cerai."&lt;br /&gt;Knapa?? Kok bisa sampe cerai???&lt;br /&gt;Katanya udah dari +/- 2 bulan yg lalu, tapi ngajuin berkasnya ke pengadilan agama baru2 ini.&lt;br /&gt;Dia blom cerita lengkap karna tadi gi jam kantor. Malem ini mungkin gw bakal tau lebih banyak. Itu juga klo dia mau cerita sih..&lt;br /&gt;Hiks...&lt;br /&gt;Padahal menurut gw dia itu tipe suami+bokap yg  ideal..&lt;br /&gt;Padahal gw sirik ama istrinya huehehe.. *hush.. malah ketawa.. suasana berduka neh*&lt;br /&gt;Padahal anak2nya masih kecil, mana cakep+imut..&lt;br /&gt;Kasian.. mereka kan gak salah apa2..&lt;br /&gt;Gw masih blom percaya..&lt;br /&gt;Jangan2 gw kebanyakan nonton infotainment neh &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata  gak  semua orang bisa bersyukur atas semua yg udah dikasih ama Allah SWT *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Sabar yah, yang.. It's her losses anyway&lt;br /&gt;Kamu udah berusaha ngejalanin semua dengan sebaik2nya, bahkan kadang berlebihan :p&lt;br /&gt;You just deserve better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-116714058459929700?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/116714058459929700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/116714058459929700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116714058459929700' title='Divorce and Divorcee'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-109793956175916298</id><published>2004-10-16T22:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T22:12:41.760+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>Met menjalankan ibadah puasa ya ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-109793956175916298?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109793956175916298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109793956175916298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109793956175916298' title='Ramadhan'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-109612712042739814</id><published>2004-09-25T22:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T22:45:20.426+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibuk... Sibuk...</title><content type='html'>Maap... blom sempet blogwalking&lt;br /&gt;Lagi sibuk ama urusan perkuliahan neh :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-109612712042739814?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109612712042739814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109612712042739814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109612712042739814' title='Sibuk... Sibuk...'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-109560604359850313</id><published>2004-09-19T21:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T23:47:08.360+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!!!</title><content type='html'>Seblomnya gw mo cerita kenapa blog ini terlantar (lagi!).&lt;br /&gt;Maap... gak sempet blogwalking juga :(&lt;br /&gt;Udah 3 minggu ini gw kuliah lagi, di MBA-ITB Kampus Cikarang *jauuuuuuh... banget*.&lt;br /&gt;Jam 8 pagi - 3 sore, gw kerja magang di Jababeka.&lt;br /&gt;Dilanjutin kuliah dari jam 4 sore ampe jam 9 malem.&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata... capek sekali :D&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang gw udah gak bisa jalan-jalan dengan bebas lagi :(&lt;br /&gt;Senen ampe jumat gw di cikarang, cuma wiken doang bisa ke jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gak brarti bisa nyante, gw balik dengan ngebawa tugas kuliah yg seabreg-abreg :p&lt;br /&gt;Trus barusan temen gw nelpon, ternyata ada tugas yg kudu dikumpulin hari selasa, tapi gw gak tau &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tolong bantuin gw nyari contoh sponsorship proposal perusahaan asing buat minta dana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(dari perusahaan ke perusahaan ataw dari masyarakat ke perusahaan). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Butuh minimal 10 contoh &amp; kudu pake Bahasa Inggris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Buat yang punya contoh proposalnya ataw tau linknya, pleeeeaaaaaseeeee..... jangan segan-segan kasih tau gw ya ;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-109560604359850313?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109560604359850313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109560604359850313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109560604359850313' title='HELP!!!'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-109326189870007524</id><published>2004-08-23T18:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T14:02:07.270+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Of You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gara-gara Keith Martin dateng ke Indonesia, lagunya jadi sering banget diputer diradio.&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya gw gak terlalu suka ama lagu ini seh. Tapi liriknya lumayan lah :)&lt;br /&gt;Lagi pas ama suasana ati hehehe... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Because Of You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:120%;"&gt;Keith Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:120%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever you wondered if you touched my soul, yes you do.&lt;br /&gt;Since I met you I'm not the same. &lt;br /&gt;You bring life to everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you say hello.&lt;br /&gt;With one touch I can't let go.&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd fallen in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you. My life has changed.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the love and the joy you bring.&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I feel no shame.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell the world it's because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get lonely and all I gotta do is think of you.&lt;br /&gt;You captured something inside of me. &lt;br /&gt;You make all of my dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;It's not enough that you love me for me.&lt;br /&gt;You reached inside and touched me internally.&lt;br /&gt;I love you best explains how I feel for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you. My life has changed.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the love and the joy you bring.&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I feel no shame.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell the world it's because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magic in your eyes, true love I can't deny.&lt;br /&gt;When you hold me I just lose control.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I'm never letting go.&lt;br /&gt;You mean so much to me, I want the world to see it's because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you. My life has changed.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the love and the joy you bring.&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I feel no shame.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell the world it's because of 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/6067496-109326189870007524?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109326189870007524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109326189870007524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109326189870007524' title='Because Of You.'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-109310022574648186</id><published>2004-08-21T22:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T23:20:20.626+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Capeeeek...</title><content type='html'>Hari rabu+kamis, gw terkapar. Sedih deh sakit ndirian *hiks*&lt;br /&gt;Udah aah... gak jaman melow-melowan :p&lt;br /&gt;Ganti topik ya...&lt;br /&gt;Kemaren gw beberes rumah *rajin euy!!!*&lt;br /&gt;Dari mulai nyapu teras depan + belakang, nyapu + ngepel seluruh ruangan dalem rumah, nyikat kamar mandi, trus bakar sampah *karna males ngangkut sampah yg udah numpuk ke tempat penampungan sampah komplek yg berjarak kira-kira 25 m dari rumah :p*. &lt;br /&gt;Ternyata kegiatan gw yg terakhir itu sangat lah tidak menyenangkan :(&lt;br /&gt;Mata jadi pedes karna kena asep + nambah-nambahin polusi jakarta aja hehehe... :p&lt;br /&gt;Gak lagi-lagi deh males buang sampah *janji*&lt;br /&gt;Udah gitu, malemnya ngerjain tugas yg lebih berat lagi... NYETRIKA!!! &lt;br /&gt;Setrikaan yg udah menggunung itu akhirnya dengan terpaksa dan berat hati kudu gw setrika secara manual euy T_T&lt;br /&gt;Soalnya udah ampir seminggu ini gw liatin, tu setrikaan gak licin bin rapi juga &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjuangan gw nyetrika semakin terasa berat karna digodain mulu ama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yayang&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Gw kudu bolak-balik ngangkat telpon rumah, padahal biasanya juga nelponnya ke hp *geleng-geleng* &lt;br /&gt;Ternyata, cuma berhasil kelar separo *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;jam 23:30 WIB dapet komplen dari &lt;strong&gt;Yayang&lt;/strong&gt;, gw kudu istirahat, takut gw sakit lagi katanya.&lt;br /&gt;Muuuuaaaaaaaaaach... *ciumin &lt;strong&gt;Yayang&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Tadi siang kegiatan nyetrika dilanjutin dan akhirnya... &lt;br /&gt;Tumpukan pakaian kusut berubah jadi tumpukan pakaian yg rapi, licin &amp; wangi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplyju.com" target="blank"&gt;Juuuu...&lt;/a&gt; setrikaan gw dah beres *joget-joget*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-109310022574648186?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109310022574648186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109310022574648186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109310022574648186' title='Capeeeek...'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-109275018335573246</id><published>2004-08-17T20:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T20:56:40.010+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>Posting apa yah? *lirik-lirik &lt;a href="http://www.simplyju.com" target="blank"&gt;Juju&lt;/a&gt; yg lagi ngasah samurai*&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... ini aja deh:&lt;br /&gt;Adek gw, &lt;a href="http://femmy.blogspot.com" target="blank"&gt;Femmy&lt;/a&gt;, sekarang dah gak jomblo lagi ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;Cowo'nya, &lt;a href="http://gwe-banget.blogspot.com" target="blank"&gt;Arie&lt;/a&gt; alias &lt;a href="http://gwe-banget.blogspot.com" target="blank"&gt;Goiq&lt;/a&gt;, ternyata temen blog gw yg dulu suka maen ke blog ini pake nama &lt;a href="http://gwe-banget.blogspot.com" target="blank"&gt;Pangeran Hantu&lt;/a&gt; waktu gw masih rajin posting dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Busyet... dunia serasa sempit banget deh *geleng-geleng kepala*&lt;br /&gt;Pokoknya gw ikutan bahagia, soalnya gw sayaaaang banget ama adek gw yg cuma atu-atunya ini *pelukin dinda tersayang*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-109275018335573246?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109275018335573246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109275018335573246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109275018335573246' title='Good News'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-109171400620108563</id><published>2004-08-05T20:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T20:53:26.203+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh!!!</title><content type='html'>Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya jadi juga ganti leot *lega*&lt;br /&gt;Makasih buat &lt;a href="http://www.simplyju.com" target="blank"&gt;Juju&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://murahan.blogspot.com" target="blank"&gt;Ira&lt;/a&gt; yg dah bantuin nyari leot yg lucu ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Warnanya seger, gambarnya juga seger hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Pokoknya gw puaaaas *joget-joget*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-109171400620108563?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109171400620108563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109171400620108563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109171400620108563' title='Fresh!!!'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-109102065856473409</id><published>2004-07-28T20:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T20:26:57.560+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terlantar</title><content type='html'>Hiks... &lt;br /&gt;Lama banget blog ini gw cuekin&lt;br /&gt;Pengen ganti leot lagi deh&lt;br /&gt;Cari template yg keren dimana yah? gw taunya blogskin doang :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ataw ada yg mo bikinin?&lt;br /&gt;Liat ntar deh, klo males ya gak jadi ganti leot :p&lt;br /&gt;Berita tentang gw:&lt;br /&gt;Gw sekarang sibuk beres2 rumah&lt;br /&gt;Nyapu, ngepel, nyuci, dll yg sejenis&lt;br /&gt;Pembokat gw pulkam dan gak bakal balik lagi &lt;br /&gt;Udah seminggu blom dapet gantinya :(&lt;br /&gt;Trus bokap pengen gw sekolah lagi&lt;br /&gt;Pengen seh... tapi gw takut mengecewakan beliau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-109102065856473409?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109102065856473409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/109102065856473409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109102065856473409' title='Terlantar'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-108626307631245244</id><published>2004-06-03T17:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T18:58:46.540+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan Lupa...</title><content type='html'>Hari  : Jumat&lt;br /&gt;Tgl   : 4 juni 2004&lt;br /&gt;Acara : &lt;a href="http://www.indonesianidol.com/index.html"target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indonesian Idol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; di RCTI&lt;br /&gt;Waktu : 19.00 WIB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilih : &lt;strong&gt;Nasir Arafah HM &lt;/strong&gt;a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;Arif Marzuki&lt;/strong&gt; (21 November 1981) asal Jakarta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-108626307631245244?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/108626307631245244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/108626307631245244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108626307631245244' title='Jangan Lupa...'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-108222259684371689</id><published>2004-04-18T00:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T00:27:17.543+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiks... </title><content type='html'>Napa gw gak bisa posting yah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-108222259684371689?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/108222259684371689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/108222259684371689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108222259684371689' title='Hiks... '/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-108133937442124547</id><published>2004-04-09T02:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T02:31:26.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Flirting Tips </title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. Smile. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is contagious. It will make you so much more approachable. A smile lights up your face and draws people to you. You will be a eople magnet. Try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Compliment. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compliment your flirting partner. The best compliments have the element of surprise. The "flirtee" will know that you really noticed them. Remember, your compliments must be honest, sincere and nuine. When you receive a compliment the best response is merely to say Thank You! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Eye contact.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make eye contact, but please look your partner in the eye gently (no more than 2-4 seconds) and then glance away. Don't stare – it's a turn off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Listen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have two ears and one mouth because you should listen twice as much as you speak. Listening is a true art. Your flirting partner will be drawn to you. Everyone loves to be heard. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Make the first move.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move closer to the person you want to meet. Say hello! You can move closer to your perfect match online right now by contacting your perfect match for free.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Be the host.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change your behavior from the role of guest to host. You are not the passive person in waiting, but rather the welcome committee. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Use props. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never leave home without a prop. Props are natural conversation starters. They encourage conversation and others will be compelled to start talking to you. Great props include: dogs, kids, unusual jewelry, a fabulous scent, a distinctive bag from your favorite store or an interesting book or newspaper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Have fun. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be playful, light-hearted and spontaneous. Show your vulnerability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Start a conversation. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best opening line is saying hello. Talk about the surroundings, ask a question, ask for help, make a joke, state an opinion. Make sure you are calm and composed but just do it before the person you've got your eye on walks out of the bar or passed you in the street, never to be seen again!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Flirting is all about attitude. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good flirt is self-confident and not afraid to take risks. Be enthusiastic, open and positive. It works! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-108133937442124547?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/108133937442124547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/108133937442124547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108133937442124547' title='Top 10 Flirting Tips '/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107995675596825786</id><published>2004-03-22T18:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T19:19:06.950+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obrolan di YM</title><content type='html'>Gw dah posting lagi neh... ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;Kmaren2 gw males aja...&lt;br /&gt;Trus, tadi ngobs ama temen gw di ym&lt;br /&gt;Gw kupi paste tuh dibawah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:41:12 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; eh g nemu co yg g taksir pas smp dl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:41:21 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; keren bou fotonya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:41:43 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; trus kan g kirim mssg via frenster, eh dibales lho, &amp; kynya masi inget ma g &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw(5:42:13 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:42:22 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ada gunanya jg frenster yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:42:39 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; iyah, pdhl kmaren2 nyari mantan2 tp ga ada yg ktmu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:43:43 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; jangan mantan atuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:43:50 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; yg fresh dong aah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:44:04 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; abis mantan ada yg tobh bgt siy .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:44:14 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; klo aja ga leboy .. dl ga g lepas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:44:38 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ooow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:44:44 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; top gmana neh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:45:06 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; cakep (sayangnya website dia dl dah down, pdhl byk foto2nya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:45:09 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; tinggi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:45:22 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; pinter (udah s2 bou, s1 + s2 di amrik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:45:37 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; dah gawe (trakhir g denger di cikarang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:45:43 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hayah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw(5:45:46 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; top abis tuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:45:49 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hmm apalagi ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:46:00 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; kejer, men &lt;strong&gt;(temen maksudna)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:46:04 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; nyokap nya gawe di asean ato pbb gt, g lp yg mana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:46:07 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; gebet... pepet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:46:20 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; bungkus... dsb yg sejenis lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:46:20 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; bokap nya dokter, dl pas ktm gawe di bank dunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:46:25 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; gmn ga mupeng ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:46:29 PM): &lt;/strong&gt;ketemu dmana lu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:46:30 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; + anak tunggal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:46:33 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; aiih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:46:47 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hmm dl pas jaman2 mirc masi trendi, g dikenalin ma tmen g dstu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:46:48 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; lengkaplah sudah kebahagiaan dunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:46:57 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; eeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:47:05 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ada atu tuh pertanyaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:47:05 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; kcuali 1 ... dia leboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:47:10 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; apaan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:47:17 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:47:25 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; temen gw dulu pernah nanya gini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:47:30 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; knp ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:47:58 PM): &lt;/strong&gt;lu mo gak pacaran ama cowo cakep, kaya, pinter, baek, alim, dsb... yg sejenis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:48:03 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; gw bilang jelas dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:48:17 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; trus temen gw bilang tapi ada atu kekurangannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:48:22 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; apa tu ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:48:24 PM): &lt;/strong&gt;homo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:48:33 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; psycho ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:48:37 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; gw penasaran nanya apaan? siapa tau bisa diubah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:48:40 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; bukan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:48:49 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; trus ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:48:53 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; itunya gak bisa berdiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:49:00 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:49:08 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; gapape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:49:09 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; soal itu cari co laen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:49:16 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; co yg ini buat nyediain duitnya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:49:21 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; dasar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:49:27 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; lho ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:49:31 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; daripada daripada ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:49:36 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; iya juga yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:49:45 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ato ya ntar minta duit buat beli dildo aja klo gt hiihhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:49:48 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; tapi waktu itu gw jawabnya gak mau &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:49:59 PM): &lt;/strong&gt;hayah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:50:10 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; emang enak pake dildo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:50:15 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; tauk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw (5:50:23 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; lebih enak yg aseli dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:50:23 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; drpd ga mo cr co laen ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:50:38 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; ya brarti cr co laen klo gt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temen (5:50:54 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; tar minta "uang jajan" nya ma co yg ini &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naah... &lt;br /&gt;Itulah hasil obrolan gw ama temen gw&lt;br /&gt;Gak bermanfaat?&lt;br /&gt;Ya sutra lah... iseng doang ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107995675596825786?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107995675596825786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107995675596825786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995675596825786' title='Obrolan di YM'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107807633059714647</id><published>2004-03-01T00:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T00:41:45.263+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question:</title><content type='html'>What If I'm Gone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107807633059714647?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107807633059714647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107807633059714647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107807633059714647' title='Question:'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107774368653315244</id><published>2004-02-26T04:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T04:44:07.200+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img9.photobucket.com/albums/v25/cutegin/Thank_You.gif&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuuuuaaaaah.... dah pagi aja&lt;br /&gt;Nonton TV, maen game, baca buku sambil denger musik, dsb... dsb...&lt;br /&gt;Mata gw malah jadi tambah seger...&lt;br /&gt;Kalo bokap tau gw blom bobo... weits...&lt;br /&gt;*Ngebayangin bokap ceramah*&lt;br /&gt;Makasih buat temen-temen di conference ym semalem. Udah pada ngerelain telinganya terkontaminasi suara gw. Kalian baeeeek deh, gak pada jerit-jerit kesakitan *terharu* &lt;br /&gt;Yup! semalem gw nyanyi, sodara-sodari!!! &lt;br /&gt;Lagunya Cranberries, "Dreams"&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe... pe-de yah gw... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Maklum aja deh, semalem urat malu lagi putus&lt;br /&gt;Buat yg gak sempet dengerin, don't worry&lt;br /&gt;Bisa nonton live ataw di TV ( Indosiar ) malem minggu ini *Itu bukannya Grand Final AFI, Na?*&lt;br /&gt;Uuugh... tetep gak bisa bobo neh gw...&lt;br /&gt;Ya sutralah...&lt;br /&gt;Dengerin aja Dolores yg asli nyanyi yah... ^_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107774368653315244?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107774368653315244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107774368653315244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107774368653315244' title='Thanks, Guys!'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107725535795261959</id><published>2004-02-20T12:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T13:15:35.293+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Different?</title><content type='html'>There's something different in this blog. &lt;br /&gt;Did u notice it? no? well... take your time ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;Ok... how bout now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;New layout?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nope... still the old one... &lt;br /&gt;*Don't have any plan to change it yet* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Different messages in the taggie?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yeah... right *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm... The background song?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bingo!&lt;/strong&gt; Yup... I've change it  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my fave romantic song&lt;br /&gt;Wanna sing along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img9.photobucket.com/albums/v25/cutegin/30cd4008.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;It's Probably Me&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Sting&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the night turned cold &lt;br /&gt;And the stars looked down&lt;br /&gt;And you hug yourself &lt;br /&gt;On the cold, cold ground&lt;br /&gt;You wake the morning in a stranger's coat&lt;br /&gt;No one would you see&lt;br /&gt;You ask yourself, who'd watch for me&lt;br /&gt;My only friend, who could it be&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it, but it's probably me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you belly's empty &lt;br /&gt;And the hunger's so real&lt;br /&gt;And you're too proud to beg &lt;br /&gt;And too dumb to steal&lt;br /&gt;You search the city for your only friend&lt;br /&gt;No one would you see&lt;br /&gt;You ask yourself, who could it be&lt;br /&gt;A solitary voice to speak out and set you free&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it, but it's probably me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the easiest person &lt;br /&gt;I ever got to know&lt;br /&gt;And it's hard for us both &lt;br /&gt;To let our feelings show&lt;br /&gt;Some would say I should let you go your way&lt;br /&gt;You'll only make me cry&lt;br /&gt;If there's one guy, just one guy&lt;br /&gt;Who'd lay down his life for you and die&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, but it's probably me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world's gone crazy &lt;br /&gt;And it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;There's only one voice &lt;br /&gt;That comes to your defence&lt;br /&gt;The jury's out and your eyes search the room&lt;br /&gt;And one friendly face is all you need to see&lt;br /&gt;If there's one guy, just one guy&lt;br /&gt;Who'd lay down his life for you and die&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it, but it's probably me&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it, but it's probably me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107725535795261959?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107725535795261959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107725535795261959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107725535795261959' title='Something Different?'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107687622061031604</id><published>2004-02-16T03:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T03:22:57.826+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Be My Valentine"</title><content type='html'>Reasons why you should have make a computer your valentine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. A Computer can wait for you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. A Computer does not compare you with it's past users&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. A Computer does not mind if you have a Computer at home and in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. A Computer won't say lets just be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5. You can mute the computer whenever you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6. It's easy to turn on a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7. You never have to say sorry no matter what you do to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8. You don't have to give it expensive Valentine gifts, New Year gifts, Birthday gifts, Anniversary gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9. You can upgrade your computer if you are not satisfied with its performance or specifications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10. There is always Ctrl + Alt + Del&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107687622061031604?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107687622061031604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107687622061031604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107687622061031604' title='&quot;Be My Valentine&quot;'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107668537433988813</id><published>2004-02-13T22:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T03:21:34.420+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Know?</title><content type='html'>There are many companies / brands / products whose names were derived from&lt;br /&gt;strange circumstances:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mercedes:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This was actually the financier's daughter's name.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adobe: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came from name of the river Adobe Creek that ran behind the house of founder John Warnock.&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apple Computers: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the favorite fruit of founder Steve Jobs. He was three months late in filing a name for the business, and he threatened to call his company Apple Computers if the other colleagues didn't suggest a better name by 5 o'clock.        &lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CISCO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not an acronym as popularly believed. It is short for San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compaq: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This name was formed by using COMp, for computer, and PAQ to denote a small integral object.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corel: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name was derived from the founder's name Dr.Michael Cowpland. It stands for COwpland REsearch Laboratory.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Google: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name started as a joke boasting about the amount of information the search-engine would be able to search. It was originally named 'Googol', a word for the number represented by 1 followed by 100 zeros. After founders - Stanford graduate students Sergey Brin and Larry Page presented their project to an angel investor, they received a cheque made out to 'Google'.      &lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hotmail: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founder Jack Smith got the idea of accessing e-mail via the web from a computer anywhere in the world. When Sabeer Bhatia came up with the business plan for the mail service, he tried all kinds of names ending in 'mail' and finally settled for hotmail as it included the letters "html" - the programming language used to write web pages. It was initially referred to as HoTMaiL with selective uppercasing.&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hewlett Packard: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Hewlett and Dave Packard tossed a coin to decide whether the company they founded would be called Hewlett-Packard or Packard-Hewlett.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intel: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Noyce and Gordon Moore wanted to name their new company 'Moore Noyce' but that was already trademarked by a hotel chan so they had to settle for an acronym of INTegrated ELectronics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Microsoft: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coined by Bill Gates to represent the company that was devoted to MICROcomputer SOFTware. Originally christened Micro-Soft, the '-' was removed later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Motorola&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Founder Paul Galvin came up with this name when his company started manufacturing radios for cars. The popular radio company at the time was called Victrola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORACLE: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry Ellison and Bob Oats were working on a consulting project for the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency). The code name for the project was called Oracle (the CIA saw this as the system to give answers to all questions or something such). The project was designed to help use the newly written SQL code by IBM. The project eventually was terminated but Larry and Bob decided to finish what they started and bring it to the world. They kept the name Oracle and created the RDBMS engine. Later they kept the same name for the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sony: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It originated from the Latin word 'sonus' meaning sound, and 'sonny' a slang used by Americans to refer to a bright youngster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUN: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founded by 4 Stanford University buddies, SUN is the acronym for Stanford University Network. Andreas Bechtolsheim built a microcomputer; Vinod Khosla recruited him and Scot t McNealy to manufacture computers based on it, and Bill Joy to develop a UNIX-based OS for the computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yahoo!: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word was invented by Jonathan Swift and used in his book 'Gulliver's Travels'. It represents a person who is repulsive in appearance and action and is barely human. Yahoo! Founders Jerry Yang and David Filo selected the name because they considered themselves yahoos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107668537433988813?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107668537433988813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107668537433988813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107668537433988813' title='Did You Know?'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107631338476394621</id><published>2004-02-09T14:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T23:07:48.233+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kemaren...</title><content type='html'>pagi, jam 9 kurang dikit, ortu gw dateng&lt;br /&gt;rumah jadi rame...&lt;br /&gt;baru juga ber-hai-hai ria ama bonyok,&lt;br /&gt;eh... temen gw, &lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt; nelp&lt;br /&gt;ngrumpi dah kita 1/2 jam-an&lt;br /&gt;*gak sopan yah gw*&lt;br /&gt;kalo gw gak ngobs bahwa ortu gw dateng, &lt;br /&gt;bisa berjam-jam tuh hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;trus gw disuruh mandi karna mo diajakin pegi&lt;br /&gt;balik jam 1/2 5 an nyampe rumah&lt;br /&gt;rencananya gw mo langsung tepar&lt;br /&gt;tapi baru 1-2 menit pala gw nyentuh bantal&lt;br /&gt;telp bunyi n bikin gw kaget&lt;br /&gt;*tuh telp nongkrong deket bantal gw*&lt;br /&gt;ternyata temen gw, &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt; nelp&lt;br /&gt;baru ngrumpi 5 menit... ada nada sela&lt;br /&gt;ternyata temen gw yg laen, &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru juga ngobs bentar &lt;br /&gt;*setelah say goodbye ama si &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;nada sela lagi... sekali ini om gw yg nelp&lt;br /&gt;*ngobs bentar*&lt;br /&gt;ternyata &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt; dah matiin telp &lt;br /&gt;*hehehe... bete nunggu lu yah*&lt;br /&gt;ya udah... gw mo lanjutin niat tepar gw&lt;br /&gt;eit... telp bunyi lagi... *keukeuh ternyata*&lt;br /&gt;ternyata &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt; lagi, ngobs bentar&lt;br /&gt;kepala gw pusing banget... tepar dah&lt;br /&gt;gak asiknya, nyokap ngetok kamar jam 1/2 6&lt;br /&gt;gw disuruh mandi n siap-siap&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... mo kondangan kita... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;nyampe balai samudera, dah rame euy...&lt;br /&gt;dah banyak yg ngantri mo salaman&lt;br /&gt;tamunya banyak menteri n pejabat&lt;br /&gt;ternyata mereka gak segagah yg gw liat ditipi&lt;br /&gt;trus mam dah kita&lt;br /&gt;*bagian fave gw neh ^_^, nyummy*&lt;br /&gt;pulangnya singgah bentar di kemang&lt;br /&gt;bokap gw ada urusan dikit disono&lt;br /&gt;pala gw tambah pusing&lt;br /&gt;tapi gak menghalangi gw sms2an :p&lt;br /&gt;dikit lagi nyampe rumah, hp gw bunyi&lt;br /&gt;*no number* &lt;br /&gt;pasti deh... dan ternyata bener&lt;br /&gt;"call me after 5 minutes" &lt;br /&gt;gw matiin deh tuh hp... ampe pagi&lt;br /&gt;nyampe rumah, cuci muka, ganti baju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEPAR DENGAN SUKSES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107631338476394621?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107631338476394621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107631338476394621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107631338476394621' title='Kemaren...'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107556154002347516</id><published>2004-01-31T22:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T00:05:34.966+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;(For Those Who Live Alone)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Like me*&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img9.photobucket.com/albums/v25/cutegin/Blue_Angel.gif&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live alone, Dear Lord, &lt;br /&gt;Stay by my side, &lt;br /&gt;In all my daily needs, &lt;br /&gt;Be thou my guide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant me good health,&lt;br /&gt;For that indeed, I pray, &lt;br /&gt;To carry on my work &lt;br /&gt;From day to day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep pure my mind, &lt;br /&gt;My thoughts, my every deed&lt;br /&gt;Let me be kind, unselfish &lt;br /&gt;In my neighbor's need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spare me from fire, from flood, &lt;br /&gt;Malicious tongues, &lt;br /&gt;From thieves, from fear,&lt;br /&gt;And evil ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If sickness or an accident befall, &lt;br /&gt;Then humbly, Lord, I pray, &lt;br /&gt;Hear thou my call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm feeling low,&lt;br /&gt;Or in despair, &lt;br /&gt;Lift up my heart, &lt;br /&gt;And help me in my prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live alone, Dear Lord, &lt;br /&gt;Yet have no fear, &lt;br /&gt;Because I feel your presence &lt;br /&gt;Ever near. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107556154002347516?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107556154002347516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107556154002347516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107556154002347516' title='&lt;center&gt;A Prayer&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107525481033824039</id><published>2004-01-28T08:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T11:15:29.123+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B'day Sis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img9.photobucket.com/albums/v25/cutegin/f4bb196c.gif" width="300" height="250"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met ultah, &lt;a href="http://femmy.blogspot.com"&gt;Dinda Tersayang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moga kuliahnya cepet kelar&lt;br /&gt;Moga dapet cowo' yg baek (gw juga mauuuu...)&lt;br /&gt;Moga tambah lutu... :p&lt;br /&gt;Pokoke Wish u all the best lah, ki ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107525481033824039?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107525481033824039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107525481033824039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107525481033824039' title='Happy B&apos;day Sis!'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107501778837188960</id><published>2004-01-25T15:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T15:42:27.076+07:00</updated><title type='text'>PENGUMUMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://img9.photobucket.com/albums/v25/cutegin/movie_mania.gif&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow semuanya... ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;Gw cuma mo ngasih tau neh&lt;br /&gt;Besok, Senen, 26 Januari 2004, +/- 12:30 WIB&lt;br /&gt;Gw mo nomat bareng beberapa temen blogger&lt;br /&gt;Pelem yang mo ditonton blom tau judulnya apa&lt;br /&gt;Intinya seh, ketemuannya yang lebih penting :D&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, kalo lu berdomisili di Jakarta dan sekitarnya&lt;br /&gt;Ataw kebeneran lagi maen ke Jakarta &lt;br /&gt;Trus ada minat mo gabung, kontak gw yah ;)&lt;br /&gt;Buat yang tau no. hp gw: silahkan kirim sms ataw telp&lt;br /&gt;Buat yg laen: Lu bisa &lt;br /&gt;1. PM gw di Y!M  &lt;br /&gt;2. Ngisi taggie&lt;br /&gt;3. Ngasih komen di sini&lt;br /&gt;4. Kirim telepati ke gw, siapa tau nyampe&lt;br /&gt;Huehehehe... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107501778837188960?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107501778837188960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107501778837188960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107501778837188960' title='PENGUMUMAN'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107470573445463579</id><published>2004-01-22T00:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T00:48:45.043+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chat Room Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://img9.photobucket.com/albums/v25/cutegin/55350a16.gif&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just take a look at this picture, and you'll understand the whole story...&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;++  No Explanation Needed  ++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107470573445463579?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107470573445463579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107470573445463579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107470573445463579' title='Chat Room Lies'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107382022354524607</id><published>2004-01-11T18:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T09:47:09.466+07:00</updated><title type='text'>SALVATION</title><content type='html'>Torn from my dignity &lt;br /&gt;Isolated in manic depression &lt;br /&gt;Tortured by meaningless pride &lt;br /&gt;Flustered with chaotic mind &lt;br /&gt;Buried in total confusion &lt;br /&gt;I wondered if it was destiny &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was through &lt;br /&gt;Too tired to fight &lt;br /&gt;I felt perfectly useless &lt;br /&gt;Until you came to me &lt;br /&gt;Shared your problems with me &lt;br /&gt;Asking for help &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could do was listen &lt;br /&gt;All I could offer was a hug &lt;br /&gt;All I could said were promises &lt;br /&gt;That I would stand by you &lt;br /&gt;That I would never let anyone harm you &lt;br /&gt;That I would make sure everything's gonna be all right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, "I'm so lucky that I have you... What if I don't?" &lt;br /&gt;I waited until you fell asleep &lt;br /&gt;I watched your face &lt;br /&gt;I cried silently &lt;br /&gt;You thought that I'm your hero &lt;br /&gt;Without knowing that You Are My &lt;strong&gt;SAVIOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;++ Dedicated to my beloved sister: &lt;a href="http://femmy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Femmy Karima&lt;/a&gt;, thanks for everything, you make me feel needed, I love you ++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107382022354524607?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107382022354524607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107382022354524607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107382022354524607' title='SALVATION'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107328772601602183</id><published>2004-01-05T14:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T09:30:05.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Persembahan Untukmu</title><content type='html'>Inilah marahku,&lt;br /&gt;Yang selama ini terkekang menghisap darahku.&lt;br /&gt;Inilah sesakku,&lt;br /&gt;Yang selama ini terbelenggu menahan nafasku.&lt;br /&gt;Inilah murkaku,&lt;br /&gt;Yang selama ini terpasung merusak otakku.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaarrrgghh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Persetan denganmu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;++  Enjoy The Scream  ++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107328772601602183?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107328772601602183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107328772601602183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107328772601602183' title='Persembahan Untukmu'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107288865385437128</id><published>2003-12-31T23:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T23:50:51.866+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Letter From Someone Very Special</title><content type='html'>As you got up this morning, I watched you, and hoped you would talk to me, even if it was just a few words, asking my opinion or thanking me for something good that happened in your life yesterday. But I noticed you were too busy, trying to find the right outfit to wear. When you ran around the house getting ready, I knew there would be a few minutes for you to stop and say hello, but you were too busy. At one point you had to wait, fifteen minutes with nothing to do except sit in a chair. Then I saw you spring to your feet. I thought you wanted to talk to me, but you ran to the phone and called a friend to get the latest gossip instead. I watched patiently all day long. With all your activities I guess you were too busy to say anything to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that before lunch you looked around, may be you felt embarrassed to talk to me, that is why you didn't bow your head. You glanced three or four tables o! ver and you noticed some of your friends talking to me briefly before they ate, but you didn't. That's okay. There is still more time left, and I hope that you will talk to me yet. You went home and it seems as if you had lots of things to do. After a few of them were done, you turned on the TV. I don't know if you like TV or not, just about anything goes there and you spend lot of time each day in front of it not thinking about anything, just enjoying the show. I waited patiently again as you watched the TV and ate your meal, but again you didn't talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime I guess you felt too tired. After you said good night to your family you popped into bed and fell asleep in no time. That's okay because you may not realize that I am always there for you. I've got patience, more than you will ever know. I even want to teach you how to be patient with others as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much that I wait everyday for a nod, prayer or thought or a thankful part of your heart. It is hard to have a one-sided conversation. Well, you are getting up once again. And once again I will wait, with nothing but love for you. Hoping that today you will give me some time. Have a nice day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Friend, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107288865385437128?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107288865385437128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107288865385437128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107288865385437128' title='A Love Letter From Someone Very Special'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107237888249682235</id><published>2003-12-26T02:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T00:00:08.240+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Prince</title><content type='html'>Never thought you'd make me perspire&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd do you the same&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd fill with desire&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd feel so ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the dragon&lt;br /&gt;Can chase all the pain away&lt;br /&gt;So before I end my day&lt;br /&gt;Remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet prince &lt;br /&gt;You are the one&lt;br /&gt;You are the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd have to retire&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd have to abstain&lt;br /&gt;Never thought all this could back fire&lt;br /&gt;Close up the hole in my vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my valuable friend&lt;br /&gt;Can fix all the pain away&lt;br /&gt;So before I end my day&lt;br /&gt;Remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet prince&lt;br /&gt;You are the one&lt;br /&gt;You are the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd get any higher&lt;br /&gt;Never thought you'd fuck with my brain&lt;br /&gt;Never thought all this could expire&lt;br /&gt;Never thought you'd go break the chain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and you baby&lt;br /&gt;Still flush all the pain away&lt;br /&gt;So before I end my day&lt;br /&gt;Remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet prince&lt;br /&gt;You are the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are The One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107237888249682235?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107237888249682235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107237888249682235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107237888249682235' title='My Sweet Prince'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107243066765275728</id><published>2003-12-25T23:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T01:30:46.873+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mom</title><content type='html'>Today is my mom's 49th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Happy Birthday, Mom&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing you all the best. &lt;br /&gt;I wish i were there. &lt;br /&gt;Hiks...hiks....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107243066765275728?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107243066765275728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107243066765275728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107243066765275728' title='Happy Birthday, Mom'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107228343190286736</id><published>2003-12-24T23:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T04:07:16.833+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In Your Life</title><content type='html'>There will come a day in your life&lt;br /&gt;That you will think you are alone&lt;br /&gt;You will be hurt by your admirers&lt;br /&gt;You will cry for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not hear you&lt;br /&gt;I shall be beyond the galaxies&lt;br /&gt;Out of your reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God &lt;br /&gt;That such a day... &lt;br /&gt;Should never come in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am worried about my prayer&lt;br /&gt;Because most of my prayers....&lt;br /&gt;Are  &lt;strong&gt;UNANSWERED&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107228343190286736?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107228343190286736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107228343190286736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107228343190286736' title='A Day In Your Life'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107194368524244393</id><published>2003-12-21T01:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T04:04:23.070+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover</title><content type='html'>A lady in a faded gingham dress and her husband, dressed in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston and walk timidly without an appointment into the Harvard University President's outer office. &lt;br /&gt;The secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods, country hicks had no business at Harvard and probably didn't even deserve to be in Cambridge.&lt;br /&gt;"We want to see the president," the man said softly.&lt;br /&gt;"He'll be busy all day," the secretary snapped.&lt;br /&gt;"We'll wait," the lady replied.&lt;br /&gt;For hours the secretary ignored them, hoping that the couple would finally become discouraged and go away. They didn't and the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to disturb the president, even though it was a chore she always regretted.&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe if you see them for a few minutes, they'll leave," she said to him.&lt;br /&gt;He sighed in exasperation and nodded. Someone of his importance obviously didn't have the time to spend with them, but he detested gingham dresses and homespun suits cluttering up his outer office.&lt;br /&gt;The president, stern faced and with dignity, strutted toward the couple.&lt;br /&gt;The lady told him, "We had a son who attended Harvard for one year. He loved Harvard. He was happy here. But about a year ago, he was accidentally killed. My husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him, somewhere on campus."&lt;br /&gt;The president wasn't touched.... He was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;"Madam," he said, gruffly, "we can't put up a statue for every person who attended Harvard and died. If we did, this place would look like a cemetery."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no," the lady explained quickly. "We don't want to erect a statue. We thought we would like to give a building to Harvard."&lt;br /&gt;The president rolled his eyes. He glanced at the gingham dress and homespun suit, and then exclaimed, "A building! Do you have any earthly idea how much a building costs? We have over seven and a half million dollars in the physical buildings here at Harvard."&lt;br /&gt;For a moment the lady was silent.&lt;br /&gt;The president was pleased. Maybe he could get rid of them now.&lt;br /&gt;The lady turned to her husband and said quietly, "Is that all it costs to start a university? Why don't we just start our own?"&lt;br /&gt;Her husband nodded.&lt;br /&gt;The president's face wilted in confusion and bewilderment. Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford got up and walked away, traveling to Palo Alto, California where they established the University that bears their name, Stanford University, a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer cared about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;++ You can easily judge the character of others by how they treat those who they think can do nothing. ++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107194368524244393?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107194368524244393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107194368524244393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107194368524244393' title='Don&apos;t Judge A Book By Its Cover'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107166868835649012</id><published>2003-12-17T20:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T00:04:48.953+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Up To You </title><content type='html'>There're times that we have in doubts. Moments in our lives that need immediate actions. Situations that force us to make quick decisions. People said that opportunity doesn't come twice. Well, I guess it's true. We have to take the risks or just ignore it. I know .... you're gonna say that I am wrong. But for me, if similar thing happens once again in my life, it wouldn't be a second chance. It's just another opportunity that send from above. It would never be the same with the previous one. Sure, we do have to take a moment to think before we made up our minds, even for one second. So, the next time opportunity knockin' on your door, would you take it? My answer.... I'll think about it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FIRST STEP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the first step is a frightened thing&lt;br /&gt;To face the unknown matter&lt;br /&gt;The unpredictable stuffs it might brings&lt;br /&gt;But like a baby who get bored of crawling&lt;br /&gt;The first step is the most important thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step would widen your firmament&lt;br /&gt;You would see the vision of a new light&lt;br /&gt;The Joy Of discovery&lt;br /&gt;Just like spreading wings and then flying&lt;br /&gt;The first step that you take would open every locked doors&lt;br /&gt;To look at yourself the way you didn't look at it before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a little child who would give up everything he had&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of his first step&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he became unsteady, stumble and fall&lt;br /&gt;But strong hands would catch him&lt;br /&gt;Help him to get up on his little feet&lt;br /&gt;So he could continue walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most long journey needs step after step&lt;br /&gt;But once you begin to step forward&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going to be all right&lt;br /&gt;Take my hands, my love&lt;br /&gt;I will help you&lt;br /&gt;I will be right next to you&lt;br /&gt;Because together we will be stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, first step is a huge action&lt;br /&gt;The most important matter above all&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be there to catch you&lt;br /&gt;If you stumble and fall&lt;br /&gt;We will straighten up your vision ahead&lt;br /&gt;Grind our teeth and keep on walking&lt;br /&gt;And when we see the road end&lt;br /&gt;We will chase it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I will assist you all the way&lt;br /&gt;But taking the first step.......&lt;br /&gt;Is all up to &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107166868835649012?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107166868835649012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107166868835649012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107166868835649012' title='It&apos;s All Up To You '/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107166309032702402</id><published>2003-12-17T19:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T19:28:53.270+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Episode Of Rama</title><content type='html'>The clock showed 5:24 PM and I just came home when the phone rang. It turned out to be Rama, the one who called. He wanna shared his happiness with me. Today he make another commitment with a girl to be her boyfriend. I can't mention her name in here. He also said that he's totally recovered now. Hmm... Good News. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107166309032702402?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107166309032702402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107166309032702402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107166309032702402' title='Another Episode Of Rama'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107151077898814626</id><published>2003-12-16T00:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T05:22:00.603+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Something?</title><content type='html'>Punkish and Sayap Imaji must casted a spell on me. Since I read about Finch, "Letters To You", in their blogs, I made up my mind that I have to fulfill my curiosity. Today I've visited Renjana Ungu 'n Enola Mai's blog, and I got the song! Listening to this song make me emotianally disorder. There's a thrill inside me. Something's definitely missing. Aaahhh........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song with good lyric:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIND A WAY TO MY HEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phil Collins &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to my heart, and I will always be with you&lt;br /&gt;From wherever you are, I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep a place in my heart, you will see it shining through&lt;br /&gt;So find a way to my heart, and  I will, I will follow you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This journey's not easy for you, I know&lt;br /&gt;If your footsteps get too faint to hear, I'll go&lt;br /&gt;Cos you know, questions are never that easy&lt;br /&gt;And never the same&lt;br /&gt;You have the answer believe me&lt;br /&gt;If you have the faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time may come, and time may go, I know&lt;br /&gt;If you should call out for me, I'll go&lt;br /&gt;But you know, there is a code to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I wrap it around&lt;br /&gt;Without a word being spoken&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason I hide my heart&lt;br /&gt;Out of sight out of mind&lt;br /&gt;And when I find out just who you are&lt;br /&gt;The door will be open for you to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+++ Dedicated to the love of my life: someday, somewhere, someway, we'll find each other soul   +++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107151077898814626?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107151077898814626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107151077898814626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107151077898814626' title='Missing Something?'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107139497692253682</id><published>2003-12-14T16:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T17:52:13.520+07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZING...Don't Miss The Last One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Coca-Cola was originally green. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* The most common name in the world is Mohammed / Muhammad. &lt;/justified&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* The name of all the continents end with the same letter that they start with. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* TYPEWRITER is the longest word that can be made using the letters only on one row ! of the keyboard. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Women blink nearly twice as much as men!!!&lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* You can't kill yourself by holding your breath. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* It is impossible to lick your elbow. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* People say "Bless you" when you sneeze because when you sneeze, your heart stops for a millisecond. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* It is physically impossible for pigs to look up into the sky. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* The "sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick" is said to be the toughest tongue twister in the English language. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* If you sneeze too hard, you can fracture a rib. If you try to suppress a sneeze, you can rupture a blood vessel in your head or neck and die. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history: &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Spades - King David, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Clubs - Alexander the Great, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hearts - Charlemagne.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Diamonds - Julius Caesar.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* If a statue of a person in the park on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* If the horse has one front leg in the air, the person died as a result of wounds received in battle.&lt;/justfied&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* If the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* What do bullet proof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers and laser printers all have in common? &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Answer:  All invented by women. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justifed&gt;* A crocodile cannot stick its tongue out. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* A snail can sleep for three years. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* All polar bears are left handed. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* American Airlines saved $40,000 in 1987 by eliminating one olive from each salad served in first-class. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Butterflies taste with their feet. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Elephants are the only animals that can't jump. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* In the last 4000 years, no new animals have been domesticated. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* On average, people fear spiders more than they do death. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Shakespeare invented the word "assassination" and "bump". &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Stewardesses is the longest word typed with only the left hand. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* The ant always falls over on its right side when intoxicated. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* The electric chair was invented by a dentist. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to squirt blood 30 feet. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Rats multiply so quickly that in 18 months, 2 rats could have over million descendants. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Wearing headphones for just an hour will increase the bacteria in your ear by 700 times. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* The cigarette lighter was invented before the match. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Most lipstick contains fish scales. &lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;justified&gt;* Like fingerprints, everyone's tongue print is different.&lt;/justified&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***And finally 99% of people who read this will try to lick their ~ELBOW~ !!! ***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107139497692253682?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107139497692253682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107139497692253682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107139497692253682' title='AMAZING...Don&apos;t Miss The Last One!'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-107139404123931818</id><published>2003-12-14T16:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T17:00:16.810+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;justified&gt;After more than 2 weeks, here I am now.&lt;br /&gt;Back to my place, home sweet home :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.... so many things to do around da house.&lt;br /&gt;So dirty and humid...&lt;br /&gt;Huatchiiii......!!!&lt;/justified&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-107139404123931818?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107139404123931818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/107139404123931818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107139404123931818' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106964628296045421</id><published>2003-11-24T10:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T10:58:10.380+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Several Hours Toward Idul Fitri</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of Ramadhan this year. I'm going home to celebrate Idul Fitri with my parents, sis, bro, and sis in law. Many things happened to me in this month, sad and happy moments. I hope it would make me stronger to live in my chaotic serenity. Ya Allah, please give me Your blesses so I could meet another Ramadhan next year. Amin. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106964628296045421?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106964628296045421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106964628296045421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106964628296045421' title='Several Hours Toward Idul Fitri'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106964599500807212</id><published>2003-11-23T22:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T11:18:44.066+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rama is Home</title><content type='html'>Rama arrived at 13:20 pm. I had to pay for his taxi charge since he didn't had any money left. His look was awful, tired &amp; dirty. He hadn't taken shower since the day he left his home. He was still sick.  I called Anggo to let him know that Rama had arrived. I let him sleep till adzan Maghrib, and then I woke him up. After broke the fast and ate some snacks, Rama took a shower n changed his clothes with my T-shirt and short pants. Rama didn't eat much like he used to neither finish his avocado juice. At 19:40 PM, Anggo came. He succeeded in persuading Rama to come with him back to their home. He made sure that everything is going to be all right and then they left my house.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; really going to be all right. Amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106964599500807212?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106964599500807212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106964599500807212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106964599500807212' title='Rama is Home'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106951883390274792</id><published>2003-11-22T23:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T00:42:17.336+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Day!</title><content type='html'>Finally I knew where Rama was. He went to Palembang to meet his former girlfriend. The girl had called me at 11:25 AM to give this information. Neither one of us had any clues what thing that led him to do that. After several phone calls, from persuasion to compulsion to ultimatum, it ended with good news at 16:50 PM. Rama agreed to come back to Jakarta. With one condition, he refused to go home for temporary. Instead he would stay at my house for a while. Well, at least he would be here, so his family shouldn't have to search for him no more. &lt;br /&gt;Rama's mother eyes still drench with tears and his father suffer in bewildered. And Anggo? I think he really worry about his brother safety. I could see it in his eyes when he came to my house this afternoon. He looked tired too, coz he couldn't sleep last night. He had searched for Rama since yesterday, although without his father permission at first. Hmmm... nice brother :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Rama, his parents gave me the authority to give him some advices. The last call from his father was at 21:35 PM. He shared some of his feelings bout this matter. I hope Rama would listen to me. May Allah bless him and his family with harmony. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106951883390274792?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106951883390274792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106951883390274792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106951883390274792' title='What A Day!'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106942470349746778</id><published>2003-11-21T22:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T22:06:38.060+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rama, Where Are You?</title><content type='html'>Bad news!!! My friend, Rama, had runaway from his home since this afternoon. His brother, Anggo, came by to see whether he had gone to my house or not. His mom was crying many times, I guess she couldn't sleep well tonight. His Dad called me couple times. It's really weird, coz Rama didn't tell me anything bout this. He didn't even call me today. Usually, he called me at least one time a day. The worst thing is, he went in a bad condition. Rama is sick since yesterday. And he didn't bring anything with him.&lt;br /&gt; Rama, where are you? If you happen to read this, please call me. I hope you'll be all right, wherever you are now. May Allah SWT always protect you all the way. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106942470349746778?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106942470349746778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106942470349746778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106942470349746778' title='Rama, Where Are You?'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106942463203628725</id><published>2003-11-20T22:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T23:35:19.916+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple Hours with Indah</title><content type='html'>Today I had my Iftar with Indah, my best girlfriend. We made an appointment to meet at Bakmi Gajah Mada Sarinah. But I couldn't come on time coz of the traffic jam at Jl. Pramuka. It made me upset, coz I don't meet Indah too often. That's why every second is precious for us. Indah is a smart, sweet and nice girl that anyone could know. We ate much there ;&gt; We even had ordered meals three times. Indah had brought me some cakes too. After had a great conversation, we went home with full stomachs :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106942463203628725?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106942463203628725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106942463203628725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106942463203628725' title='Couple Hours with Indah'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106929707905056973</id><published>2003-11-20T09:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T10:26:02.530+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of Beauty</title><content type='html'>This is what my friend &lt;strong&gt;Yasir&lt;/strong&gt; ever said&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a good one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One is not loved because she's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;  But she's beautiful because one loves her&lt;br /&gt;  Love makes some one beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't judge the book by its cover&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, you probably love the content, &lt;br /&gt;After you read it  ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's find out the beauty within!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106929707905056973?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106929707905056973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106929707905056973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106929707905056973' title='Thought of Beauty'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106929602547447973</id><published>2003-11-20T09:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T10:33:12.463+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironic</title><content type='html'>Isn't it ironic?&lt;br /&gt;Some people still care about us,&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not we appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;Some others still didn't notice us,&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough we did everything for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, look around you thoroughly &lt;br /&gt;There might be someone need you&lt;br /&gt;You'd find out what you've still missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I like to listen to Lene Marlin's song.&lt;br /&gt;Below is the song's lyric:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Weren't There&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lene Marlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came home, just won the game &lt;br /&gt;Long time struggle she fulfilled her dream &lt;br /&gt;All she wanted was to make you proud, &lt;br /&gt;You weren't there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had his birthday few days ago &lt;br /&gt;He got some presents, a big party too &lt;br /&gt;And there were congratulation calls &lt;br /&gt;As the years before, not ever one from you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+)&lt;br /&gt;You weren't there, distant, far away&lt;br /&gt;It's like this everyday,&lt;br /&gt;They see you in their heads &lt;br /&gt;Wonder if you'll come&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to close their eyes, &lt;br /&gt;And miss you once again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cut herself on a piece of paper &lt;br /&gt;It didn't hurt, but she saw the blood&lt;br /&gt;She could need that embrace, &lt;br /&gt;You weren't there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he have to cry louder, &lt;br /&gt;Would that make you hear him &lt;br /&gt;You see, his heart was broken, &lt;br /&gt;For the first time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot turn back time, &lt;br /&gt;A wish yet to come true &lt;br /&gt;They're making up these stories about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106929602547447973?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106929602547447973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106929602547447973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106929602547447973' title='Ironic'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106925638520063243</id><published>2003-11-19T22:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T22:39:51.666+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever Felt It?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt in vain?&lt;br /&gt;After all the efforts to be impressive&lt;br /&gt;You had got the appreciations from others&lt;br /&gt;But nothing from your precious&lt;br /&gt;You still stuck in being meaningless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about being cast away?&lt;br /&gt;You were surrounded by so many people&lt;br /&gt;Among the joy and laughter&lt;br /&gt;You have tried very hard to mingle&lt;br /&gt;But then again, still&lt;br /&gt;The invisible tears kept rolling from your eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt it too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106925638520063243?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106925638520063243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106925638520063243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106925638520063243' title='Have You Ever Felt It?'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106886603633504671</id><published>2003-11-15T10:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T10:22:30.406+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I'm gonna go shopping!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually my mom asked me 2 buy somethings 4 her :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 20th day of Ramadhan 2day&lt;br /&gt;In less than 2 weeks, it will be.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IDUL FITRI!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can make it through the big day, amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106886603633504671?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106886603633504671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106886603633504671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106886603633504671' title='Shopping!!!'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106886187112241578</id><published>2003-11-15T09:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T11:09:02.700+07:00</updated><title type='text'>KEY TO FRIENDSHIP </title><content type='html'>It's Not The Hand You Hold&lt;br /&gt;But How You Hold The Hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Not In The Tears You Dry&lt;br /&gt;But All The Reasons Why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Not How You Make A Person Smile&lt;br /&gt;But Whether Or Not It's Worth While&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Not In The Conversation&lt;br /&gt;But In The Way You Listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Not In The Laughter&lt;br /&gt;But What Comes Before&lt;br /&gt;And Everything After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Key To Friendship&lt;br /&gt;Is Not In Two People Relating&lt;br /&gt;But In Two Hearts Communicating &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You For Being That Very Special Friend&lt;br /&gt;Who Understands The Key To Friendship&lt;br /&gt;And How To Unlock Everything Within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106886187112241578?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106886187112241578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106886187112241578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106886187112241578' title='&lt;strong&gt;KEY TO FRIENDSHIP &lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067496.post-106860749301901698</id><published>2003-11-13T03:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T10:03:32.013+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Finally, I made it!!! &lt;br /&gt;I have my own blog :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the story begins.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067496-106860749301901698?l=cutegin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106860749301901698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067496/posts/default/106860749301901698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutegin.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106860749301901698' title='Finally'/><author><name>Ina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13692155988400211674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
