<?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-35641847</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:00:05.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own Circumstances</title><subtitle type='html'>Experience, Wish, and Hope For Better Life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-1359076126818310252</id><published>2009-06-28T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T02:49:35.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new day new world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/Skc5Lsa1bEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-_4_G97XOa0/s1600-h/bbfspecial1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/Skc5Lsa1bEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-_4_G97XOa0/s320/bbfspecial1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352309555218181186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a person who can say "I WILL DO IT" no more saying "I CAN'T DO IT."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-1359076126818310252?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/1359076126818310252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=1359076126818310252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/1359076126818310252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/1359076126818310252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-day-new-world.html' title='new day new world'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/Skc5Lsa1bEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-_4_G97XOa0/s72-c/bbfspecial1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-1902654021473939116</id><published>2009-06-14T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T03:51:20.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dream comes true</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SjTUy_XKiGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1QW6OU9TLZU/s1600-h/boys_0514_1_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SjTUy_XKiGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1QW6OU9TLZU/s320/boys_0514_1_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347132630062762082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;go to east of asia (japan, korea, cina, and taiwan)  and western country is my obsession.  I can't believe that i'm so close to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first experience was in 2007, i become a translator for UK students and now even i don't have money to go to japan, but fortunately i have a chance to work with japanese (freelance) in here, in my own town. they are agriculture researcher in promoting technology transfer (JIRCAS). they are so farm and friendly but very diligent of course. it's not my type to say anything about my job now coz what i've been through until now is what make me happy. well, it's me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got many experince, not only in doing such a translation and interpretation job, but also i got experience in visiting farming land in downtown. it's fun, especially we're harvesting tomatos, cucumbar, and lots of vegetable and bring it home. i called this a path to make my dream comes true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish in the future i have make it true not just a dream, make my family, friends, and lecturer proud of me. amin ya rabbal alamin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-1902654021473939116?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/1902654021473939116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=1902654021473939116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/1902654021473939116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/1902654021473939116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2009/06/dream-comes-true.html' title='dream comes true'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SjTUy_XKiGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1QW6OU9TLZU/s72-c/boys_0514_1_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-5232240020188949412</id><published>2009-05-22T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:20:36.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOYS BEFORE FLOWERS TOP BGT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/ShdoQHJdKkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0Yi_w6AX5_s/s1600-h/wallpaper_04_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/ShdoQHJdKkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0Yi_w6AX5_s/s320/wallpaper_04_1280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338850509276916290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love F4-boys before flowers (korean version)! it's so awesome more than the two version of taiwan and japan. this one is so beautiful, not only the actors and actrees but also the location.new caledonia and macau (the city of lowers) bring us to the almost paradise places. they act so naturally and touching. no one can denied that Indonesian soap opera seems so bad. their mimic and  gesture means alot. they don't need more dialogue or slow motion (just looking to their eyes and smile) to express the ir feeling. it's so natural! they are also talented; they also singing the original sountrack (not using dubber, red) and they all can sing. they also honestly said that this one is the other version of F4 (not like Indonesia). we (the watcher) know that this movie is original from what country so don't mess it up with comercial . i don't want to talk about the cost or the luxury but i wish Indonesia have this quality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-5232240020188949412?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/5232240020188949412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=5232240020188949412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/5232240020188949412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/5232240020188949412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-before-flowers-top-bgt.html' title='BOYS BEFORE FLOWERS TOP BGT!!!'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/ShdoQHJdKkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0Yi_w6AX5_s/s72-c/wallpaper_04_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-5716112950013139074</id><published>2009-04-28T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:35:56.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>camuflage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SffkgDBmh0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/FAquGR-6xFI/s1600-h/3r+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SffkgDBmh0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/FAquGR-6xFI/s320/3r+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329979923235243842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have u ever heard camuflage? i usually use camuflage when i felt so sad, so lonely, so awful, so stupid, so pathetic, so embrassing, and so so.&lt;br /&gt;this child is one of my camuflage except my cat honesly...&lt;br /&gt;with his cute face, not innocent expression, you can find oasis in the middle of the dessert.&lt;br /&gt;i can smile can happy can do everything to camuflage people from what truly i felt at the time.&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't work well if u face complicated problem or want to run away from the world.&lt;br /&gt;it's better to be ur self and do what u want (not another people want) or maybe release your soul by meditation. it's workin on to me, i think.&lt;br /&gt;so let's get the beat! tried to close to God! be open minded!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-5716112950013139074?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/5716112950013139074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=5716112950013139074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/5716112950013139074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/5716112950013139074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2009/04/camuflage.html' title='camuflage'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SffkgDBmh0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/FAquGR-6xFI/s72-c/3r+%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-7727064761101465463</id><published>2009-04-03T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T05:33:53.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy-Busy-Lazy, JIRCAS and Breaking Dwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SdYACRfOuRI/AAAAAAAAADk/JyZgEU7TnEk/s1600-h/JIRCAS-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SdYACRfOuRI/AAAAAAAAADk/JyZgEU7TnEk/s320/JIRCAS-logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320440048838949138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy... busy... lazy...&lt;br /&gt;everything seems so boring when u didn't have any job, and became lazy&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;when u get one, ur life running so quickly and busy&lt;br /&gt;everything under time schedule&lt;br /&gt;wuihhh...&lt;br /&gt;from lazy to busy&lt;br /&gt;from home to JIRCAS&lt;br /&gt;from Twilight to Breaking Dawn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-7727064761101465463?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/7727064761101465463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=7727064761101465463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/7727064761101465463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/7727064761101465463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazy-busy-lazy-jircas-and-breaking-dwan.html' title='Lazy-Busy-Lazy, JIRCAS and Breaking Dwan'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SdYACRfOuRI/AAAAAAAAADk/JyZgEU7TnEk/s72-c/JIRCAS-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-4135958442443972807</id><published>2009-03-07T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:32:39.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SbJBWhsIGnI/AAAAAAAAADc/rQc6HtMj7yU/s1600-h/twilight_movie_poster-7184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SbJBWhsIGnI/AAAAAAAAADc/rQc6HtMj7yU/s320/twilight_movie_poster-7184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310378765879614066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you miss me? I've been missing for two months without confirmation what happened to me. hmmmm... let's start from what happened in February 5th... my family and I moved to our new house in Andounohu... it's not really nice experience i thought because everything made me crazy... all the stuff were messy and i couldn't control my mind to ignore them... so... i put them in order and helped my parents to clean them all. busy... tired... and so stressful. hiks... hiks... hiks... after that everything get bored... i was jobless...i cooked, i cleaned the house, i become disappear from the world outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until one day in late February i found a book "Twilight" (Stephenie Meyer) which made me got my strength to release me from tears and brought me to the world of vampire. i always love vampire! but this vampire made my heart skip beat... not easy to breath and sometimes felt a kind of vampire sensation... hmmm... recomended to be read!!! don't miss it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-4135958442443972807?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/4135958442443972807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=4135958442443972807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/4135958442443972807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/4135958442443972807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SbJBWhsIGnI/AAAAAAAAADc/rQc6HtMj7yU/s72-c/twilight_movie_poster-7184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-1192704054174358658</id><published>2009-01-01T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:21:08.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22th birthday &amp; new year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SVyJmW91tQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ex2nnHPmo70/s1600-h/egfeqf2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SVyJmW91tQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ex2nnHPmo70/s320/egfeqf2009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286251354719106306" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S START A NEW LIFE IN A NEW JOURNEY TO MAKE A NEW STORY.&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW MUST BE BETTER THAN TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;CHAYOO!!! FIGHTING!!! NEVER GIVE UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;BRIGHT FUTURE WAIT YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-1192704054174358658?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/1192704054174358658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=1192704054174358658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/1192704054174358658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/1192704054174358658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='22th birthday &amp; new year 2009'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SVyJmW91tQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ex2nnHPmo70/s72-c/egfeqf2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-505238115911984063</id><published>2009-01-01T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:59:16.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>high school musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SVyEre16cII/AAAAAAAAAC0/MUJLj8tEPts/s1600-h/DSC_0095+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SVyEre16cII/AAAAAAAAAC0/MUJLj8tEPts/s320/DSC_0095+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286245945174552706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CKamar-05%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C05%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt; 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right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;And the choice is all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not, try everything?&lt;br /&gt;Why stop, reach for any dream?&lt;br /&gt;I can rock, cause it's my life.&lt;br /&gt;And now's the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;It's up to me&lt;br /&gt;All the never ending possibilities&lt;br /&gt;That I can see&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing that I can't do&lt;br /&gt;Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I believe&lt;br /&gt;I get to make the future what I want to&lt;br /&gt;If I can become anyone and know the choice is up to me&lt;br /&gt;Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna find the who I am inside.&lt;br /&gt;Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna show the, the way that I can shine...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Oh yeah... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;It's up to me&lt;br /&gt;All the never ending possibilities&lt;br /&gt;That I can see&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing that I can't do&lt;br /&gt;Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I believe&lt;br /&gt;I get to make the future what I want to&lt;br /&gt;If I can become anyone and know the choice is up to me&lt;br /&gt;Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooo... who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;Who will I be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By Demi Lovato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-505238115911984063?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/505238115911984063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=505238115911984063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/505238115911984063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/505238115911984063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2009/01/high-school-musical.html' title='high school musical'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SVyEre16cII/AAAAAAAAAC0/MUJLj8tEPts/s72-c/DSC_0095+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-3121252244919706053</id><published>2008-12-11T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:52:26.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acknowledgements</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SVx1sRTjhPI/AAAAAAAAACk/dEOJijfKf8g/s1600-h/DSC_0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SVx1sRTjhPI/AAAAAAAAACk/dEOJijfKf8g/s320/DSC_0107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286229466046235890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SUHdQuNk9kI/AAAAAAAAACE/hyByGT5jdJE/s1600-h/friendship8co0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_s1026" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'position:absolute;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\KDINET~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.jpg" title="Bismillah"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;ACKNOWLEDGMENTS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Bismillahirrahmanirrahim &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;First of all, I would like to say Alhamdulillah to &lt;i style=""&gt;ALLAH SWT&lt;/i&gt;, God of all universes, my lord who has blessed me with life, love, spirit and lot of knowledge in finishing my study as well as completed my thesis.&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; Also the great greeting and praise to my beloved prophet &lt;i style=""&gt;Muhammad SAW&lt;/i&gt;, his holy families, and his followers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 33.15pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;It is a particular pleasure to thank my thesis advisors &lt;b style=""&gt;Dra. Nurindah, M.Pd&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b style=""&gt;Azhariah Rachman S.S., M.A&lt;/b&gt; for the time they spend and invaluable help they gave. Their excellent input, ideas, criticism, and comments have enriched this thesis. The writer &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;realizes that their kindness and tips gave many contributions in developing my thesis writing and were very helpful to pursue my successful presentation. Special thanks to m&lt;/span&gt;y beloved parents, for their love and support me morally as well as materially. My parents have supported me in everything I have pursued, for which I am very grateful. Very big love for my fat brother “Ditra,” my little sweet sister “Sri,” my grandparents, my cousins Ola’s and Fira’s family also for all relatives who always provide me a place to share my sorrow and happiness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;I would like to express many thanks to following people;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Prof. Dr. Ir. Usman Rianse, M.S., as the Rector of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Haluoleo&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;2. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Drs. H. Barlian, M.Pd, as the Dean of Teacher Training and Education Faculty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;3. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Drs. Sahlan, M.Pd, as the Head of Language and Art Departement FKIP of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Haluoleo&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;4.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Drs. Kamaluddin, M.Pd, as the Secretary of Language ad &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Art&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Department&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; of teacher Training and Education of Haluloleo University.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;5.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Drs. Rohmana, M.Hum, as the Head of English Study Program.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;6.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;All lecturers in English Department. &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The influence their teaching has had on me can not be understated, nor can my gratitude to them.&lt;/span&gt; Especially for the most inspiring person, “&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;NASA,” from the bottom of my heart thanks so much for moral and intellectual support that you gave me during my study in English Department. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;It is a pleasure to acknowledge the help I have received from; Ibu Ati, k’Winda, Emis, Uky, Isra, Diana, Ily, k’Sul, Fitri02, Ija03, Ojer03, Cici03, k’Halim, k’Tuti, k’Yamin, k’Ije, Mumu, Bili, Peteng, all my friends in English Department primarily the 2004 students (Kadir, Asis, “Las kecap,” “NEYIS Gank,” Ida, Indah, “Ira’s Gank,” Arni, Yoyon, Rosna, Gayos, Rumi, Dewi, Tati, Wawan, Darlin, Darno, Hero, Niar, Dewi, Muthia, &amp;amp; Harni, all of you guys!) who helped me in one way or another during the course of my study and writing up of this thesis. Great appreciation to my talented best friends, “THE BIG GANK” (Nova, Aminah, Gida, Ce2ng, Ri2n, Ema, Ucol, Ozz, Daniel, Zutra, Risal), Thanks ‘Jengs’ for all support, love, kindness, and every single moments you gave me for these years. Special thanks go to Sri, Kasria, Ayu, Fitri, Rani &amp;amp; Ani, “Walacea’s Staff,” “Gebyar English 2007’s committee,” and KKP friends for the nice time we’ve spent. I’m so delightful to have you guys stood right beside me because every single thing you did means a lot to me!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Kendari,&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt; November 2008&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                          &lt;/span&gt;Darna Wati&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-3121252244919706053?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/3121252244919706053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=3121252244919706053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/3121252244919706053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/3121252244919706053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2008/12/acknowledgements.html' title='Acknowledgements'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SVx1sRTjhPI/AAAAAAAAACk/dEOJijfKf8g/s72-c/DSC_0107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-1257347047951262588</id><published>2008-11-20T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:05:11.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SSY8HNRwV7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZNO7OIUIy5M/s1600-h/isthatbigr9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SSY8HNRwV7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZNO7OIUIy5M/s320/isthatbigr9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270966508404627378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alhamdulillahirrabbil a'lamin&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Allah SWT with the joy that You gave me today.&lt;br /&gt;even though I through this month with many tears and regrets,&lt;br /&gt;but then... I can finishing my study and completing my thesis.&lt;br /&gt;I was so guilty to someone during my research.&lt;br /&gt;I owe her for this.&lt;br /&gt;but... I believe everything started from a chance, the second is something I can not avoid&lt;br /&gt;and... what happen to me is the third... a destiny.&lt;br /&gt;satisfaction for being a Sarjana.&lt;br /&gt;Do I deserve to be happy? do I deserve to get this predicate? to I deserve to satisfied for this?&lt;br /&gt;well... I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;i'm grateful that I can replace the word 'sorry' to Thank U so much to all people who being along with me.&lt;br /&gt;many things happen... all means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to talk about yesterday... let's talk about tomorrow... what will I do... just go with the flow... Chayooo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-1257347047951262588?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/1257347047951262588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=1257347047951262588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/1257347047951262588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/1257347047951262588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2008/11/alhamdulillahirrabbil-alamin-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SSY8HNRwV7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZNO7OIUIy5M/s72-c/isthatbigr9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-4857344491150481020</id><published>2008-11-10T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T04:38:58.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes</title><content type='html'>i did it again!!!&lt;br /&gt;it's the second time I did something beyond my control&lt;br /&gt;no no no... whatever the reason, it is all my fault! god shake!&lt;br /&gt;I'm a phatetic, selfish, ungrateful person who lack of self-defens and self-confidence&lt;br /&gt;I'm gilty!!!&lt;br /&gt;no words could heal my sin&lt;br /&gt;I made my lovely lecture disappinted&lt;br /&gt;I'm so desperate to find out this truth.&lt;br /&gt;I have to make everything clear N change it into something good&lt;br /&gt;even it would not back like the former time.&lt;br /&gt;It so hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;I wish upon a star that every apology will be replaced by many thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Amin....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-4857344491150481020?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/4857344491150481020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=4857344491150481020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/4857344491150481020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/4857344491150481020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2008/11/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-4108902615955483328</id><published>2008-10-09T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:11:51.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7jzG9LnGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SeCQV-40lNc/s1600-h/1_318042483m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7jzG9LnGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SeCQV-40lNc/s320/1_318042483m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255388282368007266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Do u believe in destiny?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that God has already made a plan for all his creature, including Me. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single thing I do and my struggle to achieve something won't be succeed without the God's grandeur.&lt;br /&gt;we can only hope but we can't force everything come true. everything is in the God's hand even we already plan something for our future, but our fate is in the point of no return.&lt;br /&gt;all we can do is just doing the best thing we could, i.e. doing our duty as his follower and always praise to Allah.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps and hopefully ALLah SWT will see our struggle and will hear our pray.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin, Amin, Amin ya Rabbal Alamin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-4108902615955483328?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/4108902615955483328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=4108902615955483328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/4108902615955483328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/4108902615955483328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2008/10/fate.html' title='FATE'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7jzG9LnGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SeCQV-40lNc/s72-c/1_318042483m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-7057698814770327196</id><published>2008-07-25T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:34:19.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another secret of mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SImOT8hMN3I/AAAAAAAAABI/E1bldtW8ft0/s1600-h/22022008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SImOT8hMN3I/AAAAAAAAABI/E1bldtW8ft0/s320/22022008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226865315854169970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i kept a secret from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i hide every pain and sorrow in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure it will make them angry and maybe disappointed with me.&lt;br /&gt;well, i just want everything I've done have a meant to me and to everybody around me.&lt;br /&gt;"not tell anybody" is a choice to keep them under my control until it is stable.&lt;br /&gt;i realize i have to struggle if i want to achieve what I've been dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want everything get mess and ruin everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;my mother is the only person who knows me well and support me with her humble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even i didn't tell them about it, i hope they can forgive me  and always pray for me. hopefully i can give my friends joy and happiness in my seminar proposal next Monday. amin .... ya Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-7057698814770327196?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/7057698814770327196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=7057698814770327196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/7057698814770327196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/7057698814770327196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-secret-of-mine.html' title='another secret of mine'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SImOT8hMN3I/AAAAAAAAABI/E1bldtW8ft0/s72-c/22022008%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-3201829178827567321</id><published>2008-06-24T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:30:41.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change and growth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SGHkm5zJQeI/AAAAAAAAABA/o6o0XlaTD0I/s1600-h/DSC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SGHkm5zJQeI/AAAAAAAAABA/o6o0XlaTD0I/s320/DSC00783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215701200473244130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i introduce you the member of KKP crue&lt;br /&gt;start from left to the right: jane, tian, kasim, me, ali, emis, asni, sawal, mashar, risman, hasma, sukmar, ita, and mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;everybody experienced growth and change in their life. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;it could be getting better or maybe worst. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;but what ever it would be, we supposed to deserve happiness &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;in every single thing we fight for. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;let go ... if it must go, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;let it get forgiveness!&lt;br /&gt;keep inside and heal it with love!&lt;br /&gt;make a new friend, hang out or having fantastic holiday will erase all sadness in your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-3201829178827567321?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/3201829178827567321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=3201829178827567321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/3201829178827567321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/3201829178827567321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2008/06/change-and-growth.html' title='change and growth'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SGHkm5zJQeI/AAAAAAAAABA/o6o0XlaTD0I/s72-c/DSC00783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-8947849648717580313</id><published>2008-04-17T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:29:53.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Episode</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SAhE1lKpp4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Jf9sT9jl-eE/s1600-h/Arjuna%28110%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SAhE1lKpp4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Jf9sT9jl-eE/s320/Arjuna%28110%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190474257845036930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    my episode began at the first time i breath the air. I've through many thing from sadness to happiness. sometimes i should struggle to get what i want sometimes my friend live me behind but what make me teasing my tears was my friend betrayal which hurting me deeply.&lt;br /&gt;    well, my life is not over ,or at least i learned important thing from that event. Someone said that a person can not be a mature person if she/he hasn't experienced pain in his/her life.&lt;br /&gt;    it made me realized my self existence and self struggle to get happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-8947849648717580313?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/8947849648717580313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=8947849648717580313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/8947849648717580313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/8947849648717580313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-episode.html' title='My Episode'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SAhE1lKpp4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Jf9sT9jl-eE/s72-c/Arjuna%28110%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-3753065201557788664</id><published>2007-12-25T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T05:17:26.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/R3ECwHdp78I/AAAAAAAAAAw/XIUVjLGiiwQ/s1600-h/santa-bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/R3ECwHdp78I/AAAAAAAAAAw/XIUVjLGiiwQ/s320/santa-bunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147898874721595330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, i tried to remind you about my birthday, every December 25th of course. well this year maybe the hardest year for me. i had to finish all my homework and have to consider to doing a research because Mr. Kamal (the awfully lecturer in the world) asked us to finish it before the end of semester beside doing another homework from another lecturer. well it drive me crazy and make me get ill for almost 2 weeks. i definitely hate him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of that, my father tried to make happy and he give me a couple of rabbit but they all die after a week in my house. he bought me another one but die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i happy again because all my friend give me a great happy birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-3753065201557788664?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/3753065201557788664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=3753065201557788664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/3753065201557788664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/3753065201557788664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2007/12/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/R3ECwHdp78I/AAAAAAAAAAw/XIUVjLGiiwQ/s72-c/santa-bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-6267717114354749309</id><published>2007-11-16T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T23:01:06.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS YOU SO MUCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/Rz6RetZBjdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/UVhiOuRbtEI/s1600-h/203744_98371757_xireraiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/Rz6RetZBjdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/UVhiOuRbtEI/s320/203744_98371757_xireraiz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133700582015602130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;it's been so long not to talk with you guys. well, everything seems like run so quickly in my life. many things happen and  first of all i have made decision from my own by consultation with my mother, of course. Well, i was happy about that and i thought it was a good choice that i ever made before. Good for me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Happiness in my when my mother bought me DVD player, so i could play my favorite Korean &amp;amp;japaneese movies. Another thing came up when my supervisor has signed my proposal title for my thesis. thanks ya Allah SWT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But, i still wait a good time to make a compromise with our chief of English Department to got a good Consultant to guide me in conducting my research. Wish me luck, ok!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-6267717114354749309?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/6267717114354749309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=6267717114354749309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/6267717114354749309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/6267717114354749309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2007/11/miss-you-so-much.html' title='MISS YOU SO MUCH'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/Rz6RetZBjdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/UVhiOuRbtEI/s72-c/203744_98371757_xireraiz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-7224721093838760768</id><published>2007-08-28T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T02:56:01.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of July 28, 2007&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;This date will always remember my summer hollyday in Kaledupa-Hoga-Sampela, coz it was the first time I worked with foreign people and be a translator for two volunteer from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;United Kingdom&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; students, Michael and Annabel. (Ketemu nule-bule lainnya juga!).&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;        At the first time, it hard to adaptwith a new different way of life in Kaledupa because there was no electricity in the morning to afternoon with a tight schedule everyday. I almost loosing my head because I never did something like that before. I thought I was not so strong to be a dicipline person.But I had no choice because I have already sign the contract and have to responsible for that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;        Everything felt so normal after I find my self can enjoy the situation even I had to drink all my medicine for my health and reduced my ego.I also happy because I got two handsome and pretty student, so I never felt regret to be there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I will talk to you all for this as soon as possible&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-7224721093838760768?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/7224721093838760768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=7224721093838760768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/7224721093838760768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/7224721093838760768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2007/08/28-th-of-july-28-2007-this-date-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-5378753949714962064</id><published>2007-06-07T01:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:43:06.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Big Decision</title><content type='html'>last Saturday, my friends called me to join an interview to be a guide and translator. actually, it is a very surprising day, because i even didn't get any information that the test would be held in that day. when he asked me if i were interest in that program, i said "yesss!" but, he told me in a very confusing way, so suddenly i went to the test place before the time schedule. i seemed like a lost child in a lost city. i ... was ... alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited them in that place for an hour. then, they came one by one. the test was held in 20 minutes for each member of participant, and i became the first person who was being interviewing by the native speaker. i was very nervous and strange about my self. every question she asked made me feel like an alien. the next interviewer also did the same and made my brain pulled a bucket smoke. i was exhausted and starving to waiting for the last participant.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we have to wait for three days until last night, we got the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 7 p.m last night, i got a phone from Mrs. A that i am one of the participant who is accepted for that program. i am really happy. but, it is not the end of my journey, because the very big things will wait me there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-5378753949714962064?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/5378753949714962064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=5378753949714962064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/5378753949714962064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/5378753949714962064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='It&apos;s a Big Decision'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-7423296942381941491</id><published>2007-06-02T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T23:25:18.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>child and grown up people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/RmJeTjdXxgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AwuXUbOMhCk/s1600-h/file179mi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/RmJeTjdXxgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AwuXUbOMhCk/s320/file179mi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071719820401559042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when we were a child, we just focused of one single thing without look at somebody else who was watching us. when we were a child, we had an objective thinking to examine everything. we didn't care about happiness and sadness, because we suddenly thought that life was just at the time, didn't care about what happen yesterday, and what will come tomorrow. it was seems like we lived in our own world and nothing to be worried about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we grown up, we know how cruel this world where we will spend our live time. we should consider of every single thing for living . we can't no more think objective. we are forced to think real and logic. we have to compete with somebody else to get a job, fortune, etc. At this time, we realize that how beautiful live when we were a child. a time when we just knew about happiness and not familiar with sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-7423296942381941491?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/RmJeTjdXxgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AwuXUbOMhCk/s72-c/file179mi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-8862346752241856197</id><published>2007-03-16T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T03:21:59.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanazakarino Kimitachi he</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/RfpvUhTnGeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dlNFqydlvII/s1600-h/boa_l[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042465131123382754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/RfpvUhTnGeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dlNFqydlvII/s320/boa_l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kuliah dimulai lagi, it means that aku sibuk lagi. yah... sementara ini sih nggak repot-repot amat. aku cuman harus nyesuaikan jadwal baru and terima kenyataan bahwa aku nggak bisa lagi nyantai seperti dulu. aku nggak pengen tertinggal jauh hanya karena hal-hal yang aneh-aneh (uka-uka kali!). but, hal yang paling kurisaukan hanya cara bagi waktu antara kesenangan nonton, kegemaran baca komik, and belajar tuk nyiapin hal-hal yang menyangkut persiapan skripsi nantinya (ehm.... ehm.... )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;baru-baru ini tuh aku nggak bisa ngendaliin diri tuk pinjam kaset, padahal bagetku bulan ini tuk kurang banget and nggak cukup tuk hal yang aneh-aneh. tapi, aku nekat and ternyata aku nggak bisa kalo nggak copy tu kaset habis ada komiknya sih! aku saranin deh tuk nonton coz ceritanya lucu and ngehibur banget deh! judulnya Hanazakarino Kimitachi he, so enjoy it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hai blogger friends’, satu lagi hari valentine yang lewat begitu saja tanpa sesuatu hal yang istimewa. Gimana nggak coba… bayangin deh jika di hari itu kamu sibuk ngejar-ngejar dosen untuk minta tanda tangannya buat menawar. Belum lagi, aku bukan cuman ngerjain KRS &amp; KHSku sendiri tapi juga punya 2 orang temanku yang lain. Kayaknya keadaanku saat ini memang cocok dengan istilah &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;“sesama teman harus saling tolong-menolong!”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/u&gt;(baguuuuus!).Alhasil, badan pada pegal &amp;amp; kepala pusing karena mondar-mandir nggak tahu punya siapa yang harus diduluankan, and finally, sampe detik ini, penawaranku belum kelar ‘coz PA ku tercinta lagi sibuk N aku harus nunggu sampe besok buat menawar lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capek banget… kalo dihitung-hitung, hari ini sudah hari ke 5 aku nunggu semuanya kelar (bukannya mau ngeluh!). Untungnya, punya ke2 temanku itu udah kelar walaupun mereka mesti modif lagi ‘coz ada kesalahan yang aku tidak sengaja N perlu diperbaiki oleh orangnya sendiri (bukan tidak mau tanggung jawab lho, tapi aku mampunya segini selanjutnya terserah anda!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita lupain dulu ‘bot betapa cape’nya diriku. Hmm… kembali ke soal valentine, aku jadi teringat waktu aku kelas 2 SMP saat pertama kali tahu ‘bot perayaan valentine dari komik bersambung yang berjudul &lt;strong&gt;“valentine”&lt;/strong&gt; (kisah yang romantis kupikir). Waktu itu, aku ama sobat-sobatku merencanakan tuk tukar-tukaran kado, yah… hanya buat rame-ramean githu deh, tapi hebohnya minta ampun N lumayan banyak yang pada ikut2an N temanku yang sok barat2an ngasihin aku coklat (&lt;em&gt;coklat persahabatan githu deh!&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus ada lagi sesi ke2 perayaan pas aku kelas 1 SMA. Waktu itu khan aku nggak begitu kenal dengan teman2 sekelas, so aku SKSD deh dengan memberi teman-teman cowok permen yang kalo nggak salah merknya &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“ichiban”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yang karena rasa coklat kuharap bisa dimaklumi sebagai coklat persahabatan (ih malu2in &amp;amp; sok kebarat2an khan!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya sih aku nggak ngaruh mau valentine kek mau hari lain bagiku sama aja. Yah karena bagiku semua hari adalah sama nggaki ada yang special N nggak usah terlalu ddidramatisirsegala. Bagiku cukup dengan berkumpul bersama keluarga dan ngegosik serta cekikikan bersama sahabat. Valentine khan hanya diambil dari nama seorang pastur, so nggak ada keharusan untuk merayakannya berlebihan. Kalo bisa sih aku maunya milih sendiri sebuah hari dimana aku bisa memberinya nama dengan namaku sendiri untuk kurayakan sendiri sebagai peringatan hari yang luar biasa tentang diriku. Contoh, aku milih tanggal 5 januari sebagai hariku jatuh cinta sebagai hari Darna. So, valentine bukan lagi sesuatu yang harus kuperdulikan. Setuju nggak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Kasih sayang tuh bukan untuk diumbar, tapi untuk dijadikan tabungan ke Akherat supaya tidak menjadi hambar dan sia-sia”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-8058049087678862829?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/8058049087678862829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=8058049087678862829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/8058049087678862829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/8058049087678862829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-day.html' title='My Day'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/RerLUB6wr4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sGLJM3ob_ms/s72-c/coklat+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-1920960280194831673</id><published>2007-02-18T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T07:36:28.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeritan</title><content type='html'>Aku pernah menangis kerena sebuah film yang kuanggap sangat mengharukan,&lt;br /&gt;Juga pernah bersedih karena sepenggal puisi dan sebait lagu.&lt;br /&gt;Aku pernah tesedu-sedu karena sebuah buku komik dan novel yang menceritakan kisah mengharukan.&lt;br /&gt;Tidak sedikit aku menangis pada saat sedih dan bahagia,&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tidak jarang aku mengangis karena dikhianati dan sakit hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pernah menangis karena mengatakan hal yang membuat orang lain menangis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku selalu menempatkan diriku sebagaisebagai orang yang disakiti ketika aku menyakiti orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin agar tidak membuat diriku dan orang lain menangis.&lt;br /&gt;Bagiku, aku dan orang-oang disekitarku adalah sama, sama-sama sakit dan menangis pada saat disakiti dan dikhianati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pernah menyesal karena menyakiti orang lain dengan kata-kata kasar,&lt;br /&gt;Juga pernah menyesal karena tidak menyadari apa yang kukatakan.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, aku lebih menyesal lagi karena tidak pernah mau meminta maaf atas kata-kata yang menurutku benar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku menemukan bahwa didunia ini, semua hal memiliki dua yang saling bertentangan seperti halnya mata uang, ada kiri, ada kanan, ada kebaikan, dan juga kejahatan.&lt;br /&gt;Kadang, kita menganggap bahwa kitalah yang benar tanpa melihat sisi lain dari orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;Kita juga terkadang mengsalahartikan niat baik orang lain dan menganggapnya hanya tipuan belaka.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi jika niat itu benar-banar jahat, hanya Allah SWT yang berhak menghakiminya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua hal tidak mesti berjalan sesuai dengan keinginan kita.&lt;br /&gt;Kadang, kita harus jatuh terlebih dahulu sebelum berhasil memperoleh apa yang kita cita2kan.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, tidak sedikit juga kita menikmati hal semu yang tidak kekal abadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu terus berjalan agar kita tidak menyianyiakannya untuk sekedar memenuhi keegoisan diri. Jangan sampai hal yang ada sekarang hanya menjadi kenangan yang sia-sia dimasa depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa salahnya kita menyempatkanwaktu untuk sekedar membuat diri kita dan orang lain bahagia?&lt;br /&gt; Seperti sebuah komik “Here We Are” yang bercerita tentang cinta yang menyesakkan dada dengan segala potret kehidupan yang membuat orang yang mengerti arti cinta tersedu dan menangis. Berikut kata-kata yang kukutip dengan sedikit pemenggalan didalamnya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“tak ada kekurangan, kegagalan, dankebohongan, yang ada hanya kami melakukan apa yang kami bisa dengan sepenuh hati. Tapi, waktu… mengubah semua perasaan dan kenangan menjadi masa lalu… mengubah sumpah menjadi air mata. Orang yang dirindukan selamanya akan menjadi kenangan”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan sampai kita menyesal dengan keputusan yang kita ambil dan menjadi luka dan kepedihan. Yakinlah bahwa memiliki kenangan yang indah jauh lebih baik daripada memiliki kenangan buruk yang kita anggap baik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-1920960280194831673?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/1920960280194831673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=1920960280194831673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/1920960280194831673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/1920960280194831673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2007/02/jeritan.html' title='Jeritan'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-117049296620346247</id><published>2007-02-03T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:56:06.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Pencerahan</title><content type='html'>Dua hari yang lalu, tepatnya tanggal 1 yang lalu, aku mendapatkan sesuatu yang kuanggap sebagai "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pencerahan&lt;/span&gt;" dari seseorang yang kuanggap "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yang terpilih&lt;/span&gt;". orang itu membuatku mengatakan semua hal-hal yang tidak ingin kubicarakan dengan orang lain, bahkan Ibuku sendiri. sebenarnya, cukup memalukan bagiku untuk mengungkapkan hal-hal yang selama ini begitu rapat kusembunyikan apalagi mengenai rahasia yang selama ini kututup rapat dan hanya aku dan Allah SWT yang tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semuanya dimulai dari malam itu ketika Dia "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yang terpilih&lt;/span&gt;" mengatakan bahwa aku adalah orang yang sangat pandai menyimpan rahasia sehingga mempengaruhi kesehatan dan emosiku yang sangat labil. dia juga mengatakan bahwa aku harus mengatakan apa yang aku pikirkan bahkan hal itu adalah hal yang sulit dan berat untuk diungkapkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua hal-hal yang dikatakannya sangat membuatku sadar bahwa selama ini aku memang sering menyiksa diri bahkan aku kadang sering menempatkan diriku sebagai orang yang "&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;terkutuk&lt;/span&gt;". aku juga kadang kala memendam keinginan kuat untuk bisa "seperti" orang lain. Dia "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yang terpilih&lt;/span&gt;" mengatakan bahwa aku harus jujur pada perasaanku kepada keluarga "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;terutama Mama&lt;/span&gt;" tentang segala hal yang merisaukanku dan lebih menata diri, serta lebih mendekatkan diri kepada Allah SWT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupanya, semua yang terjadi malam itu membuatku lebih tenang selama 2 hari ini. hal yang selama ini rahasia, keluar begitu saja dari mulutku. aku mengatakan segala hal kepada ibuku mulai dari betapa bersalahnya aku kepada Mama, betapa berdosanya aku kepada diriku, betapa selama ini aku kurang menunjukkan kasih sayangku kepada sobat-sobatku, dan betapa aku sangat membutuhkan saat-saat seperti ini untuk menumpahkan semua hal yang mengganjal di dadaku. Thank You Allah SWT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, aku langsung menghubungi siapa saja yang pernah kusakiti dengan sikapku yang tidak terbuka dan berusaha jujur, serta meminta maaf kepada mereka semua. dan hari ini, aku memberi milikku yang patut didapatkan oleh My Best Friend "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt;" sejumlah poster yang sangat diinginkannya dan sesuatu yang selama ini tidak pernah kuberikan kepadanya kata-kata bahwa "Dia adalah sahabat yang sangat setia dan dapat dipercaya" walau hal ini tidak akan pernah dimengertinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua ini seakan menjawab tanda tanya yang selama ini menjadi &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;kabut hitam&lt;/span&gt; dalam hatiku. aku ingin semuanya berjalan tanpa ada yang dapat menyurutkan langkahku ke arah yang lebih baik dan lebih tenang dalam menjalankan segala perintahNya dan menjauhi segala larangannya". aku tidak ingin lagi membuang-buang waktu untuk membenci seseorang. aku ingin menjadi orang yang lebih baik dan lebih mencintai diri sendiri, keluarga, sohib-sohibku, dan orang yang pernah kenal denganku. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-117049296620346247?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/117049296620346247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=117049296620346247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/117049296620346247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/117049296620346247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2007/02/hari-pencerahan.html' title='Hari Pencerahan'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-116840409258362229</id><published>2007-01-09T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:41:32.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days  in memorial of my first love</title><content type='html'>1th january 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hari pertama di 2007, aku menyusun rencana kebangkitanku dan menata ulang hidupku.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, kemudian aku mendengar kabar kedatangannya dari Ayahku kalau dia dan keluarganya akan datang pada tanggal 3 januari dan parahnya lagi dia ingin nginap dirumahku yang membuatku dag-dig-dug tak keruan. Ketika itu, aku kaget dan sekaligus bahagia karena akhirnya aku dapat bertemu dengannya setelah setahun lalu terakhir bertemu di Makassar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd january 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, perasaan makin tidak karuan karena hari ini dia akan datang. aku menunggunya dengan harap-harap cemas semoga dia tiba dengan selamat. amin. tapi, setelah kutunggu seharian penuh, dia tak juga datang. tapi, esok harinya, aku mendengar kalau tanggal 5, ayahnya akan tiba demi menghadiri pesta pernikahan keluarga kami. aku kecewa karena aku pikir dia tidak bakalan datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th january 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ke warnet untuk posting tentang Ultahku tapi bloggernya error. terus, aku pulang dengan sebuah lagu. ternyata...... apa yang kulihat, tidak kuduga sama sekali. DIA DATANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;dan taukah kamu? aku hampir tidak bisa mengubah expresi kebahagianku. aku lalu berlari ke kamar sambil tersenyum sendiri dan kemudian mengganti baju dengan baju terbaikku.&lt;br /&gt;saat itu, jam menunjukkan pukul 1.30 waktunya makan siang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku lalu ke dapur dan memanaskan sup ayam yang tadi pagi kumasak. kemudian aku memanggil dia dan kakaknya untuk bersama-sama makan siang. saat itu, suasananya sangat kaku karena kakaknya lebih duluan selesai makan dan meninggalkan kami berdua. dia lalu menanyakan tentang kuliahku. duh senengnya hatiku!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th january 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tidak rela kalau tidak melihat wajahnya selama seharian (walaupun sembunyi-sembunyi).&lt;br /&gt;tapi, apa mau dikata, aku mengemban tugas sebagai mahasiswa yang kelak akan menjadi guru. so, aku berangkat kuliah dan sorenya aku pergi rekreasi ke Nambo demi mencari inspirasi untuk ujian Poetry. di sana, aku selalu teringat padanya. tapi apakah ia juga mengingatku? who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh.... capek banget karena malam sebelumnya aku sibuk kerjain tugas Profesi sambil mengawasinya terus nggak dapat tidur siang karena harus ke Nambo pula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th january 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh, besok dia udah mau pulang. nggak sempat bicara banyak dengannya + nggak sempat puas-puasin ngeliat dia. aku lalu memutuskanh untuk meminjam HP kameranya Gida demi mendapatkan sekedar selembar fotonya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malamnya, aku terlambat pulang dan hampir-hampir tidak bisa pergi dengannya ke resepsi pernikahan itu. akhirnya aku berhasil memohon kepada ayahku untuk diikutsertakan ke pesta itu. aduh... dia ganteng banget dengan setelan jas dan kemeja putih berkerah yang dikenakannya.  dengan dandanan seadanya, yg super kilat, aku pergi. di sana, aku mencuri-curi fotonya (tak tahu malu khan?). maluuuuu!!!! ya iyalah malu kalo sampe ketahuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th january 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan berat hati, aku harus menerima kenyataan bahwa hari ini dia harus pulang (hik, hik, hik!). pagi-paginya, aku hampir ketinggalan. mereka sudah mengepak dan sudah siap-siap untuk pergi. aku lalu mengambil HP dan berusaha mengambil fotonya untuk sebelum dia pergi. dia lalu menyalami kami semua dan berangkat pergi.  well, dihari itu juga, aku mencuci semua fotonya yang kuambil pada saat pesta dan saat sebelum kepulangannya.  I will miss u!!!! I will miss this time until the end of time!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-116840409258362229?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/116840409258362229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=116840409258362229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116840409258362229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116840409258362229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2007/01/6-days-in-memorial-of-my-first-love.html' title='6 days  in memorial of my first love'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-116815902755939065</id><published>2007-01-06T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T19:12:19.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 tahun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;December, 25th 1986&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;hari yang bersejarah dalam hidupku. hari dimana aku di beri kehidupan oleh Allah SWT, merasakan kepenatan dunia, dan mengemban tugas untuk melestarikan alam dan kehidupan. hari itu juga merupakan hari dimana ibuku pertama kali memelukku dengan lengannya.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;selama ini aku seakan-akan tidak sadar bahwa aku telah diberikan sebuah nyawa yang dapat direnggutNya sewaktu-waktu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;December, 25th 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;ternyata, aku masih diberi kesempatan olehNya tuk bisa menikmati dunia beserta kepenatan dan keindahannya. hari ini aku genap 20 tahun yang artinya aku harus lebih dewasa dalam memaknai hidup dan kehidupan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Hmm... tau nggak dihari ultahku aku meminta tolong ibuku untuk memasakkanku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;beras merah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;yang menurut tradisinya orang jepang merupakan tanda bahwa aku sudah dewasa dan udah boleh nikah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/3969/1600/691155/ultah%20na%20darna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/3969/200/494792/ultah%20na%20darna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/3969/1600/925849/ramee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/3969/200/764503/ramee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Sorenya... aku ama teman-teman kampus makan bakso rame-rame.. nah itu dia foto kita sebelum makan... (sengaja tidak memajang foto saat makan nanti yang lain jadi ngiler.. hehhehhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-116815902755939065?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/116815902755939065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=116815902755939065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116815902755939065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116815902755939065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2007/01/20-tahun.html' title='20 tahun'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-116625290204679282</id><published>2006-12-15T22:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T23:08:22.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;akhir-akhir ini, aku disibukkan dengan setumpuk tugas dari para dosen. nggak urung lagi aku sampai kehilangan waktu untuk bersenang-sengan, terutama nonton, baca komik, and jalan-jalan bahkan ke warnet. aku bahkan hanya numpang tidur jika tiba di rumah. parahnya lagi, salah satu dari dosenku menyuruh memilih antara SLB dan RSJ sebagai bahan penelitian untuk pengganti mid tast. kebayang nggak tuh? jika kamu harus milih antara pasien RSJ or SLB, pastinya banyak perhitungannya, khan?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sebenarnya, aku cukup senang dengan RSJ tapi bukan karena aku pernah gila. aku senang karena bisa kembali ke kenangan indah masa SMP yang tidak jauh dari lokasi RSJ. selain itu, aku bisa reuni kecil-kecilan dengan teman-temanku yang tinggal disekitar sana. akhirnya hari pertama observasiku, aku mengunjungi rumah teman-temanku dan bercerita tentang apa yang kami kerjakan sekarang dan bagaimana keadaan teman-teman yang lain setelah kami masih-masing meraih impian kami. semua yang terjadi bagaikan mimpi, kami saling menyindir dan juga mengagumi masing-masing. ketika mereka tahu tujuanku, mereka langsung menawarkan bantuannya kepadaku. oh... betapa baiknya mereka! (thanx santi and nisar!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yang paling seru dari semuanya adalah ketika aku untuk pertama kalinya menginjakkan kaki di SLB. ternyata, SLB tidak jauh beda dari apa yang aku dengar. hanya saja, aku tidak habis pikir dengan orang-orang yang mengganggap anak-anak SLB harus dijauhi. padahal, mereka ternyata memiliki IQ yang lebih tinggi dibanding orang biasa pada umumnya. lalu aku menemukan &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sense of wanna be a teacher&lt;/span&gt; ketika aku ngeliat betapa sabar dan pengertiannya guru-guru disana. hmm.... aku jadi ingin mengajar dengan penuh dedikasi seperti itu. ya... seperti kata ririn, kalau ada lowongan, biarpun tidak digaji, aku mau mendidik mereka supaya dapat diterima di masyarakat. mohon doanya aja, ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-116625290204679282?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/116625290204679282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=116625290204679282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116625290204679282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116625290204679282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2006/12/akhir-akhir-ini-aku-disibu_116625290204679282.html' title=''/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-116400382713694425</id><published>2006-11-19T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:23:47.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly Darna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7098/3969/1600/Ep1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7098/3969/320/Ep1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://pds.exblog.jp/pds/1/200607/13/95/d0015295_23201391.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://koreaenta.exblog.jp/3382546/&amp;amp;amp;h=205&amp;w=353&amp;amp;sz=22&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=33&amp;tbnid=nLTENWn4_0vNEM:&amp;amp;amp;tbnh=70&amp;tbnw=121&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dkim%2Bjeong%2Bhoon%26start%3D20%26ndsp%3D20%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haiiiii.... udah lama nggak posting! temen2 pada rindu nggak ama aku? pastinya.... iya! and harus itu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;rasanya kaku and merasa terasing aja karena udah lama nggak nongol.... taakutnya para fansku yang ada diseberrang sana nggak mau lagi ngegabung di acara kita yang sarat akan makna ini. and pastinya panuh dengan hal-hal yang berkaitan dengan komik, film, novel, dan gosip seputar orang ternama. yup bener banget....segala hal tentang aku dan segala hal tentaang lingkungan sekitarku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well.... banyak buangettt hal yang mau aku ceritain. tap-i, generalnya aja ya! aku seneng coz abis ketemu temen2 lamaku di SMA dulu. tapi kok kesannya merekaa berubah menjadi amat sagat menawan dimataku. aduh... terutama yang namanya &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FARID&lt;/span&gt;. dia tuh berubah bagaai kepompong yang bermetamorfosis menjadi kupu2 jantan yaang amat menarik (mirip Superman).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;second, aku dapat lamaran dari orang yang sama sekali tidak kukenal. tapi... ya... nggak nyambung deh denganku. tapi kita nggaak ngebahas itu sekarang karena aku lagi senang nih dapetin apa yang kumau dari tiga bulan yang lalu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;aku bahagia banget karena bisa membeli kasetnya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRINCESS HOUR &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yang tidak lain dan tidak bukan yang ditayangin oleh Indosiar and yang menampilakan cowok2 ganteng korea yang menjadi impianku. duuh mana ceritanya complit.... cintanya.....cemburunya..... sedihnya..... pookonya nyaatu. nggak salah kalo 80% penduduk korea menikmati film buatan negaranya. nggak sama khan dengan indonesia .... nyontek abis.... nggak malu apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yuk kita buat film yang kita banget githu....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Btw.... masih tentang para pangeran itu..... aku sering nyebayangin bagaimana kalau aku yang diperebutkan oleeh mereka....wuih....pastinya hatiku akan berbunga2....nggak mau satupun lepas dariku. oh....yul (mana pintar nyanyi&amp;acting&amp;amp;imuuuut banget)...oh....sin (mana tinggi&amp;cool&amp;amp;bintang iklan)....boleh lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ha....ha....ha....aku tipe penghayal banget yah? ya iyalah! taapi kalo mau yang dekat2 sih ada si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FARID. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jangan dianggap seriuslah karena &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JUST KIDDING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;udaahan ah....jangan hanya menghayal....PDKT dong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-116400382713694425?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/116400382713694425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=116400382713694425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116400382713694425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116400382713694425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2006/11/suddenly-darna.html' title='Suddenly Darna'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-116237784735509768</id><published>2006-11-01T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T02:44:08.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children Learn What They Live</title><content type='html'>i've learn many thing in this IED holiday. The things that i thought not importan but the thruth is it was and always good. then, i realized that we don't need to see the whole world to learn about how to live, coz' you could learn in your family, how they feel, they speak, they respect, etc. I've got all i need in here, in my family. so, i took one poety by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dorothy Law Nolte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;CHILDREN LEARN WHAT THEY LIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with ridicule, they learn to feel shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with jealousy, they learn to feel envy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with tolerance, they learn petience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with praise, they learn appreciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with acceptance, they learn to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with recognition, they learn it is good to have a goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with sharing, they learn generosity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with honesty, they thruthfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with fairness, they learn justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with kindness and consideration, they learn respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with security, they learn to have faith in themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If children live with friendliness, they learn the world is a nice place in which to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-116237784735509768?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/116237784735509768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=116237784735509768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116237784735509768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116237784735509768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2006/11/children-learn-what-they-live.html' title='Children Learn What They Live'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-116132655215456729</id><published>2006-10-19T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:42:32.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hikmah Lebaran</title><content type='html'>aku mengenal seseorang yang kusebut dengan "Mr. R." dia memiliki kata-kata favorit yang amat, sangat, tidak ingin kudengar. kata-kata itu antara lain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Bego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Bodoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-T.O.L.O.L, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;aku tidak pernah menyangka, kok ada seorang pendidik yang menggunakan kata-kata itu. padahal, sebagai seorang yang punya moral, dia seharusnya memakai kata-kata penyemangat atau setidaknya teguran halus, seperti: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kamu udah bagus, tapi...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;atau.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;excellent gitchu lho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;apa susahnya sih????????!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emangnya dia pikir dia siapa???!!!! dia pikir dia paling jago, paling hebat, or paling kuat??????!!!! (lagu apa?). nggak banget......!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga dia diterima disisinya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi..... apapun bentuknya, dia membuatku tahan banting and hanya menertawakan kesombongannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter anymore 'coz in this holy Lebaran, aku sudah mengikhlaskan segalanya dan menggapnya sebagai cobaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;last but not least i want to say......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY IED TO ALL OF YOU MY FRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-116132655215456729?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/116132655215456729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=116132655215456729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116132655215456729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116132655215456729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2006/10/hikmah-lebaran.html' title='Hikmah Lebaran'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-116108993648641002</id><published>2006-10-17T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:59:57.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;loneliness i've got without a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;loneliness i've felt before getting friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;no one knows except me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;someone told me that love and friendship is similar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but..... i think.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;if love taught us how to love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then, friendship teach us how to respect our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;if love taught us how to be love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then, friendship teach us how to take care of our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm looking for my only friend in happiness, sadness, sorrow, and others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm searching for my only friend who knows, cares, understand, love, honest, and wise, to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;........the only one for me........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-116108993648641002?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/116108993648641002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=116108993648641002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116108993648641002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116108993648641002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2006/10/only-one.html' title='The Only One'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-116080416889280021</id><published>2006-10-13T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T04:31:05.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myth and Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7098/3969/1600/miyuchan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7098/3969/320/miyuchan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;kalian pasti tau dari profilku kalau aku tuh pecinta komik, dan anehnya lagi aku nggak bisa hidup tanpa komik. tapi... kali ini aku kepengen bagi cerita tentang apa yang aku dapatkan di komik-komik yang pernah aku baca tentang mitos dan legenda yang di apik kemas dalam cerita yang menarik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Ada sebuah mitos sosial german (odinism)yang bisa dijumpai dalam Anglo-saxon Chronicle, sagas Beowulf, dan Gesta Danorum tentang kepercayaan masyarakat mengenai akhirat yang mereka sebut dengan &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Valhala'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;tapi... kenapa mitos ini menarik karena ternyata pada zaman dahulu kala ada sebuah kerajaan wanita yang pemerintahannya dipimpin oleh seorang ratu. sedangkan, kaum laki-laki hanyalah budak yang mengabdi kepada ratunya. bisa ngebayangin nggak sih lo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;besides, kamu juga bisa ngebandingin cerita tentang laki-laki playboy pada zamannya. kalau di jepang ada &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'kenji monogatari'&lt;/span&gt; yang di puja oleh para wanita-wanita bangsawan kekaisaran jepang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;lain lagi dengan &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'casanova'&lt;/span&gt; yang ada di venesia yang merupakan pujaan para wanita. baca deh karya Shakespeare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;lain lagi kalo kamu ingin belajar sejarah jepang, tentang restorasi misalnya, kamu baca aja &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Samurai X'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-116080416889280021?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/116080416889280021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=116080416889280021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116080416889280021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116080416889280021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2006/10/myth-and-legend.html' title='Myth and Legend'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-116055934871821576</id><published>2006-10-11T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T02:50:05.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7098/3969/1600/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7098/3969/320/girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For me, one day seems like one second&lt;br /&gt;Time goes so fast&lt;br /&gt;I even not have much time to do anything&lt;br /&gt;But, eventhough one day seems like one year.....&lt;br /&gt;I still can't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent so much time&lt;br /&gt;Time that I was going trought in useless&lt;br /&gt;I just kept silent and watching&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for my times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, then.. miracle happen to me&lt;br /&gt;and give me another chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To know, to understand, and to do many things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Which never happen to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And now, I relize that my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Even if one second is a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;**Gambarnya Griet dari film Girl with a pearl earing** gambar ini salah satu the greatest painting after Monalisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-116055934871821576?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/116055934871821576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=116055934871821576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116055934871821576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116055934871821576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-is-life.html' title='It is a Life'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35641847.post-116020849037680494</id><published>2006-10-07T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T01:08:10.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogenki de suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang menyukai pagi hari yang sejuk, siang hari yang hangat, dan malam hari yang dipenuhi bintang dan rembulan. Blog ini ku persembahkan untuk keluarga, sahabat, dan orang-orang yang ku cintai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syukur Alhamdulillah, akhirnya kesampean jg tuk buat blog ini. Disini, aku akan berbagi cerita yg gembira, yg lucu, dan bahkan yg sedih.&lt;br /&gt;Eh hampir lupaa.. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WELCOME TO MY BLOG" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bagi teman-teman yg dah nyempetin main ke sini. Aku mengharapkan comment dari kalian.. oke dehh.. segini aja yah perkenalan ku ke kalian semua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35641847-116020849037680494?l=darna-nokirei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/feeds/116020849037680494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35641847&amp;postID=116020849037680494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116020849037680494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35641847/posts/default/116020849037680494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darna-nokirei.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-today-and-tomorrow.html' title='Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow'/><author><name>Darna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213871936353764820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEN_-ZC2yt8/SO7lkAUFc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/0hCpPfUZF1g/S220/1_318042483m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
