<?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-5588229616922629683</id><updated>2011-11-28T03:56:41.424-08:00</updated><category term='movie'/><category term='hang out'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='activity'/><category term='bad people'/><category term='trouble'/><category term='iseng'/><category term='crazy-ness'/><category term='gajebo'/><category term='semangat'/><category term='books'/><category term='spirit'/><category term='community'/><category term='fun'/><category term='thought'/><category term='work'/><category term='melo'/><category term='insight'/><title type='text'>Morning Hope</title><subtitle type='html'>it's your attitude, not your aptitude which determine your altitude of life ... be great !</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-4173801014977264199</id><published>2011-11-28T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T03:56:41.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrong-right thoughts</title><content type='html'>if i say, i don't happy with my life, would it be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would you dare tell me it is false?&lt;br /&gt;1 decision is very enough to ruin a nice life... every day i am waiting for bright days..&lt;br /&gt;i feel i am doing so many mistakes...but i don't know why or where my mistakes are. isn't it great ? a long sigh hit the road thank you!&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i don't know to fix it... everyday i'm desperately praying to go back a few years but it turns with the big NO. so, maybe i just need to work it out with a baby step..But i tire... very tire...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-4173801014977264199?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4173801014977264199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2011/11/wrong-right-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/4173801014977264199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/4173801014977264199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2011/11/wrong-right-thoughts.html' title='wrong-right thoughts'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-2311863713148438442</id><published>2011-07-14T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T09:30:03.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iseng'/><title type='text'>fake</title><content type='html'>Pura-pura&lt;br /&gt;Bohong&lt;br /&gt;Menyembunyikan&lt;br /&gt;Tidak berkata yang sebenanrnya...&lt;br /&gt;Semuanya merujuk ke hal yang sama... Palsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejuta alasan bisa dikeluarkan untuk menutupi keadaan yang palsu. Satu alasan akan menutupi alasan lainnya dan menciptakan emosi tersendiri bagi si palsu atau lingkungannya. Tidak tahu juga apa yang menjadi tujuan si palsu. Tapi bagaimana kalau hidup palsu.... atau bagian yang lebih kecil... senyuman palsu. Baik... sebenarnya kenapa juga harus bahas palsu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata itu terlintas di benak di malam buta ini. Sementara yang lain beristirahat memejamkan mata dan membayangkan hari yang lebih baik, sikap optimis, dan ya tentu saja... besok JUMAT! yay! 1 skor untuk berpesta! Sy pun begitu... Sama seperti yang lain... berharap besok menjadi hari yang lebih baik. Optimis? Boleh bilang begitu. Positif? Baiklah kalau bisa dianggap seperti itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata orang, senyum itu sangat menawan... Apalagi kalau yang empunya bibir itu wanita. Pria menunggu satu garis menyungging di sisi bibir sang wanita dan katanya lagi, terkadang senyum itu membuat pria sejenak melupakan masalahnya. Lalu katanya lagi, senyum itu membawa kebahagian terlebih diimbangi gelak tawa yang renyah... BLAS ! Semua orang mendapat euphoria yang hebat dan umur tambah 1 dari senyuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang salah kalau tersenyum? Tentu tidak ada yang salah. Senyum itu tulus. Senyum itu ibadah katanya. Harus selalu tuluskah? Bagaimana senyum palsu? Tidak termasuk ibadah? Org Belanda mungkin akan bilang non-sen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memaknai hidup itu sulit. Bagaimana menemukan esensi dari hidup, tujuan, ah sy tidak akan membahas Frankl toh malam buta begini dan mungkin sudah terlempar di negeri manakah teori Frankl itu. Atau teori Maslow tentang kebutuhan manusia... Atau Carl Jung..? Tidaaaakkkkk. Postingan ini hanya iseng koq dan tempat ngalur ngidul ga tau ngapain dan kemana hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup itu indah. Betul ! Terlebih kalau cantik/tampan, pintar, kaya ... ow ! Katanya, uang tidak bisa membeli kebahagiaan, tapi katanya lagi uang bisa membeli barang-barang yang bisa membuat kita senang hehe. Ya uang salah satu yang membuat masalah/berkat dalam hidup. Tapi sepertinya tidak hanya uang... Banyak hal, seperti passion? Gairah terpendam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman sy pernah berkata, "Bukan gaji yang g incer, tapi kenyamanan"; yang lain bilang "Yang penting mah gaji", ada lagi yang bilang "Jabatan penting untuk aktualisasi diri". Ya semuanya dapat nilai 100. Semua orang bebas berpendapat dan mempunyai prinsip. yang tidak boleh adalah memaksa prinsip kita ke orang lain. Seakan-akan mereka benar dan berusaha mengkoreksi. Yang paling parah kalau sudah bawa unsur kerohanian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap orang punya prinsip tersendiri, bagaimana mereka memandang sesuatu hal dari kacamata, lensa kotak, atau lasiknya masing-masing. Kita ga bisa memaksa yang berkacamata pakai lensa karena mungkin iritasi, atau memaksa yang lensa kotak minta dilasik karena mehong dunk ah... atau si lasik disuru pk kacamata aja, yahhh punya duit knp ga lasik. Intinya semua berada pada porsi dan tempatnya masing-masing. Hidup masing-masing berisi 1 paket berkat dan 1 paket masalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya! Masalah... Setiap orang punya masalah. Sy punya masalah, ada yang selesai dan banyak yang tidak terselesaikan. Untuk yang tidak terselesaikan mengundang pusing yang sudah resmi memperistri rasa lelah sehingga melahirkan stress. Sy stres setiap hari memikirkan masalah yang tidak selesai dan tidak tahu menyelesaikannya. Sy punya kunci jawaban tapi serasa di depan, belakang, kiri, kanan sy ada guru yang mengawasi sehingga sy ga bisa pakai kunci jawaban itu untuk diisi di lembar ujian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertanyaan, apakah sy yang stres ini harus meraung-raung setiap hari? Balik lagi ke kata orang, sahabat terbaik adalah ketika kita bisa menjadi diri kita yang sebenarnya. Oke diri sy yang sebenarnya adalah pribadi yang maunya diam dudu merenung nangis cerita nangis lagi dan lagi dan lagi sampai nantinya didemo pasukan go green karena brp banyak tisu yang dibuang menghapus air mata. Lalu siapa sahabat yang betah dekat sy yang seperti itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata orang lagi, sahabat harus dapat membuat kita mengeluarkan hal terbaik. Hm masuk akal... Tapi cape juga ya tugas sahabat yang harus jadi psikolog ala Rogers. Sy jadi kasian sama sahabat-sahabat sy. Jadi sy putuskan memasang senyuman di wajah sy dan mengesampingkan masalah sy supaya bisa fokus setiap harinya walaupun sering heng dan eror, berusaha menemukan hal-hal lucu dan sesekali menertawai diri sy ketika salah yaa dengan begitu orang akan suka dekat sy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salahkah? Balik ke paragraf mengenai persepsi, menurut sy tidak salah. Mungkin palsu, tapi dengan berlatih tampaknya yang palsu itu bisa jadi KW dan super AAA. Membuat sy melupakan masalah dengan bercanda dan pergi jalan-jalan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi inilah sy.... si palsu yang sedang menggunakan senyum palsu :)&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kapan? Hmmm... Can't answer that. Tapi sy cukup bersyukur dengan semua keberadaan masalah dan berdoa semoga sy bisa ambil kunci jawaban itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada renungan yang sy baca berkata "Doa memang jawaban. Tapi untuk mendapat penyegaran tidak hanya dilakukan dengan berdoa, bisa dengan jalan-jalan atau dengan aktivitas lainnya"&lt;br /&gt;Sy setuju :)&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, pray for refresh my soul, sleep for refresh my body, and play for refresh my mind :)&lt;br /&gt;Have faith but don't fake for this one !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-2311863713148438442?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2311863713148438442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2011/07/fake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/2311863713148438442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/2311863713148438442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2011/07/fake.html' title='fake'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-885043900973431045</id><published>2010-08-13T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T04:45:46.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>A cup of comfort</title><content type='html'>One day i decided to walk into my library. My eyes can't resist for 1 book for it's cover and title sooo good. A cup of comfort... Well this is one book that i need this time. It will give me a joy for reading and should be "able" to comfort me... right? So i took to the librarian and borrowed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, i couldn't wait to read that book. It's gonna be my great evening yay! (:&lt;br /&gt;I opened page to page... and for days i red it's kindda make me disappointed... the book is not too good.... It's not make me "comfort". The stories just... I don't know, not touchy at all. It's very different from my fav book ever : Chicken Soup series. When i read Chicken Soup series, i can weep my eyes my hundred times and that book is v.great. Well i think i was fool by interesting cover and title ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TGUvteBCmzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-8wn8dZum4w/s1600/wm.php.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TGUvteBCmzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-8wn8dZum4w/s320/wm.php.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-885043900973431045?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/885043900973431045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/08/cup-of-comfort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/885043900973431045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/885043900973431045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/08/cup-of-comfort.html' title='A cup of comfort'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TGUvteBCmzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-8wn8dZum4w/s72-c/wm.php.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-8813016290107704288</id><published>2010-08-13T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T04:29:48.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melo'/><title type='text'>i take my melo day... this day</title><content type='html'>maybe i shouldn't write about this... but i have a right to feel down sometimes. Yes this is august, my father's bday... it supposed to be his day. A month that always brings me to the sadness ever. A month that take me flash back years ago when i still had him. But maybe enough about this. It almost 3 years past and i must just let him go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i declaim this day as my melo day haha maybe too much hah? But it's true... I feel v.melo this day. I feel useless and incompetent. I feel so low and can't reach further.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day that i wish i have a better life than i do now. The day that makes me regret something useless. The day that makes me pray for the smooth way... The day that i wish i could have something to be proud of... But this day is the day that makes me realize... i don't have any of those.. Makes me realize, the tears can't fall because i'm too da*n tire, burn out.... and need some air. Makes me realize... i don't have hope anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe if i save a little light like i used to be, maybe .... just maybe... it can save me from this hell... So, i think, i'm just doing my part with my v.best, pray to Thee... have a faith in Thy name... i'll become His fav daughter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TGUr9TVDRVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/xYW-rFf3cUs/s1600/a-childs-prayer-ken-gimmi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TGUr9TVDRVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/xYW-rFf3cUs/s400/a-childs-prayer-ken-gimmi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The one who's need help -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-8813016290107704288?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8813016290107704288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-take-my-melo-day-this-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/8813016290107704288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/8813016290107704288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-take-my-melo-day-this-day.html' title='i take my melo day... this day'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TGUr9TVDRVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/xYW-rFf3cUs/s72-c/a-childs-prayer-ken-gimmi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-6842804916460266354</id><published>2010-06-29T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T04:11:59.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>BTLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bangkok Traffic Love Story&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TCnUcq1oUaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xIoRtrv_3Ew/s1600/bts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TCnUcq1oUaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xIoRtrv_3Ew/s640/bts.jpg" width="448" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu lagi nonton film di Blit* sama temen dan liat trailernya. trailer nya aja bisa ngbuat orang-orang tertawa ngakak ! wah nie film kudu cari bajak*nnya *ups hehe*. Setelah dapat, langsung g tonton di rumah. ternnyata beneran lucu dan cukup menghibur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diceritakan cewek single di Thailand sementara temen-temen yang lain sudah menikah, dy belum sama sekali. Cewek ini lucu, cantik, baik tp single. Sebenarnya seh bukan masalah besar ya single atau in a relationship tapi kadang masyarakat dan komunitas sering menganggap status single ini sebagai "penyakit" yang cukup memalukan. anyway balik lagi ke film ini. Ga ada masalah yang cukup berarti dalam hidup cewe ini hanya salah prinsip yang ditaruh oleh mamanya. Katanya aib ngejar cowo duluan atau suka sama cowo duluan jadi yang dilakukan cewe ini menunggu jodohnya datang. G sendiri percaya koq jodoh itu di tangan Tuhan tapi memang bukan berarti kita hanya berpangku tangan dan menunggu pangeran atau putri kan. Ya, inilah yang terjadi dalam hidup cewe dlm film BTLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly realize her age is about 30sumtink and long for her mate. Di sekitar g juga beberapa ada yang seperti itu. Katanya cewe ga boleh banyak milih... bener ga? Wah g ga tau deh yang pasti semuanya punya pendapat sendiri-sendiri dan kadang kita ga bisa langsung "comot" quote orang lain dan mengaplikasikan dalam diri kita. Ladies, not every quote is suit for us! Cari, pikirin quote kita sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang menarik dalam film ini adalah cowo yang disuka dan dikejar2 abis-abisan ternyata suka juga ma dy. Wah seneng banget akhirnya apalagi uda punya angan-angan: Yes, i"m getting marry!" Tapi co ini ditugasin ke lur negeri yang berarti mereka harus menjalani hubungan jarak jauh. Ga semua orang bisa menjalani hubungan ini, ga semua orang menolak hubungan ini. Sekali lagi, tergantung prinsip dan pendapat orang-orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cewe ini sedih dan pergi ke teman baiknya. Teman baiknya bilang, "Kadang kita pacaran bukan hanya karena kita pergi makan sama co itu, atau kita nonton sama co itu. Tapi ada perasaan dicintai dalam hati kita yang membuat kita nyaman dan dimiliki. Perasaan itu lebih penting dari sekedar bertemu secara fisik." Ungkapan yang sangat dalam dan g bisa ngerti hal itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi cewe ini bilang "Apa gunanya perasaan dimiliki dan dicintai tapi kalau ga bisa melakukan sesuatu bersama-sama" Pendapatnya sama kaya pendapat g yang dimana g juga butuh kehadiran fisik dari co itu, bukan sekedar ingin dapat perasaan dimiliki atau memiliki, tapi g butuh orangnya... fisiknya.&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya cewe ini menolak hubungan jarak jauh dan kembali single. Tapi setelah beberapa tahun co ini balik ke Thailand dan ya bisa ketebak akhir ceritanya, mereka jadian lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TCnUaF9HHWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rT9e-jYnIfo/s1600/soulmate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TCnUaF9HHWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rT9e-jYnIfo/s400/soulmate.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya, dari film ini buat g... ya g jadi sadar aja sebenarnya setiap pendapat dan persepsi mungkin ga ada yang salah. Sama ky pendapat cewe ini dan teman baiknya ketika menyingkapi hubungan jarak jauh. Tinggal balik lagi ke personal dan kebutuhan tiap orang. Ada orang yang kaya g: want to be treated like a princes so i need him to be around me; tapi ada juga yang memang ga perlu bertemu setiap hari.... LD (long distance) suit for me. Ada yang perlu co posesif sehingga ia merasa dicintai, dikagumi, dan dilindungi, tapi ada juga yang ga suka di-posesifin ky g dan merasa cemburu itu justru bukan sayang tapi ketidak percayaan dari sebuah hubungan. Semuanya macem-macem. Tuhan pasti memilih setiap kita jodoh yang cocok untuk kelebihan dan kekurangan kita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed,&lt;br /&gt;Esterlita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-6842804916460266354?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6842804916460266354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/06/btls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/6842804916460266354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/6842804916460266354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/06/btls.html' title='BTLS'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TCnUcq1oUaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xIoRtrv_3Ew/s72-c/bts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-6686773896481745647</id><published>2010-06-03T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T06:19:35.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang out'/><title type='text'>reunion part 1</title><content type='html'>disebut part 1 karena pasti ada reuni-reuni selanjutnya. sebenanrnya ga reuni juga kali ya secara kita masih "aktif" ketemuan seh hehe... tp seneng juga waktu itu karena beberapa orang uda lama ga ketemu, akhirnya nongol ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TAerQ5cwtuI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NSgOFTmAelI/s1600/28366_1366658178950_1606534179_846867_6697231_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TAerQ5cwtuI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NSgOFTmAelI/s400/28366_1366658178950_1606534179_846867_6697231_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TAerSt5xhtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/G08GFP5HtqU/s1600/28366_1366658298953_1606534179_846869_5382616_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TAerSt5xhtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/G08GFP5HtqU/s400/28366_1366658298953_1606534179_846869_5382616_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TAerUOWuR3I/AAAAAAAAAIU/mbkpjuNerak/s1600/28366_1366658378955_1606534179_846871_8249291_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TAerUOWuR3I/AAAAAAAAAIU/mbkpjuNerak/s400/28366_1366658378955_1606534179_846871_8249291_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TAerVyfw7vI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OGZC5A-9aOY/s1600/28366_1366658498958_1606534179_846872_6287194_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TAerVyfw7vI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OGZC5A-9aOY/s400/28366_1366658498958_1606534179_846872_6287194_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beberapa pictures ...&lt;br /&gt;and i think we all got bless ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-6686773896481745647?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6686773896481745647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/06/reunion-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/6686773896481745647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/6686773896481745647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/06/reunion-part-1.html' title='reunion part 1'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/TAerQ5cwtuI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NSgOFTmAelI/s72-c/28366_1366658178950_1606534179_846867_6697231_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-8276753836001141255</id><published>2010-05-10T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T03:47:59.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>the feel being stuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S-fkCPhkdeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/R-M3ugw_WdM/s1600/peaceful-thoughts-david-g-paul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S-fkCPhkdeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/R-M3ugw_WdM/s320/peaceful-thoughts-david-g-paul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt! i'm sick of that feeling.. feeling blue.. feeling grey... named any color and i've been through all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's literally not move at all. so weird of being something like that. in the other way well yeah i need go on my own business. where's mine? where's my cheese? who moved my cheese? well i didn't see my cheese before.. but it's kindda (already) moved! woaaaalllaaaa kind of surprise or something or magically moved? Ooo No.. here me again being forgot that i already moved somewhere between of the stimulus and respond... and i (once again: &lt;u&gt;already&lt;/u&gt;) moved! not magically but already into cooked process. suddenly, &lt;strike&gt;weird and strange&lt;/strike&gt;, i had those amnesia in my head and felt "why did i get these things?" loosing my mind or maybe i just got bump side of my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S-fkC4-Y2PI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Kdr4dU5xLK0/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S-fkC4-Y2PI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Kdr4dU5xLK0/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kindda fascinating, a brain had a trillion nerves and cells that could be a storage of thoughts, memories, analytic, musical, et cetera et cetera, and of course problems solving. did i just get a half of normally brain so i can't think how to solve a problems.. or my analytic competence so low so i can't get a win-win situation? well my IQ showed my analytic ability above average and my brain surely not just a half... but what could be make my life seems this way, a bad-situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when He opened the door, no one can closed it... He will open it widely"&lt;br /&gt;well i'm sure... but the question is, has He opened the door for me? that my reflection. i'm pretty sure He gave me this ways, but why i still stuck in the middle? why i feel something (many things) wrong? why i found myself worry? do i have a high tense? this questions killing me.. so please please go away...&lt;br /&gt;for you all negative bad aura things, get out of my head and heart! i wanna breath a new air fresh one... and for all my problems... i give you... yes i give you : SMILE! ;D, the most powerful weapon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S-fkHEZ8oPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CxSmXkhF2R0/s1600/6a00e553c01b4b8833010535a91308970b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="395" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S-fkHEZ8oPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CxSmXkhF2R0/s400/6a00e553c01b4b8833010535a91308970b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope i get Your blessing,&lt;br /&gt;Esterlita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-8276753836001141255?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8276753836001141255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/feel-being-stuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/8276753836001141255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/8276753836001141255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/05/feel-being-stuck.html' title='the feel being stuck'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S-fkCPhkdeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/R-M3ugw_WdM/s72-c/peaceful-thoughts-david-g-paul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-9009160975910121381</id><published>2010-04-24T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:52:45.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad people'/><title type='text'>she's just a friend of mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O8P6MMlPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PIVxmmS04es/s1600/friendship_quote_graphic_c4.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O8P6MMlPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PIVxmmS04es/s320/friendship_quote_graphic_c4.gif" tt="true" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost 8 years being friend, we're so closeeeee each other! we share our laugh, fun, sad, crazy but what?? &lt;br /&gt;Best friend, according to Aristoteles, best friend is persons become 1 soul....1 soul! did u get the message?? 1 soul means honesty, sincerely! when u hirt my soul, it means u hurt your soul too! have u feel hurt inside yours?! ohhhh of course not! u're just keep talking a bad in back of me...why not u're just talk it in front of me? oohhh i know, because u're just a CHICKEN! well, maybe i was wrong...i was too fast labelled u as one of my best friend... well u know what? FINEEEEE u're just one of a friend of mine! keep faking urself, keep wear ur mask....don't ever let go ur mask, honey, because u need it so badly! literally! hypocrate person... she's just hypocrate angel face wearing an ugly mask!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, read this massage,,, if u read the massage, u'll know that ia mean is U... the lady...or not lady! she's just a gal! a gal who always wearing a mask in front of me, in front of everyone. a gal who always say i agree, but inside in her heart, she's yelling disagree. a gal who says "woowwww u're great!", inside saying "nooo, u're not ok..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn to say ur agreeness and disagreeness, plssss! learn to understand the meaning of word : &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP, BESTFRIEND!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;as i will do. and maybe someday we could be a best friend again... until that will happen and i don't know when, u're jus a friend of mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O8AbygLUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BFFhwxgVRP0/s1600/252881.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O8AbygLUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BFFhwxgVRP0/s640/252881.jpg" tt="true" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i'll learn to not loving u, i'll learn to not talk so much with u, i'll learn to not care so much about u... because u're just.... a friend of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Feel hurt-&lt;br /&gt;Ester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-9009160975910121381?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/9009160975910121381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/shes-just-friend-of-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/9009160975910121381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/9009160975910121381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/shes-just-friend-of-mine.html' title='she&apos;s just a friend of mine'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O8P6MMlPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PIVxmmS04es/s72-c/friendship_quote_graphic_c4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-6682320404612571579</id><published>2010-04-24T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:32:43.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang out'/><title type='text'>HaNg OuT (part 1)</title><content type='html'>it was a blast of fun! yesterday me, my hon, my friend (Yeyen) and her husband (Leo) was hang out together. after they have been married for 1 months, they decided to move to their new house. me and my friend had a long plan to go visit their new house. unfortunely, my friend can' join for another reason. so, yesterday, me and&amp;nbsp;my hon went to visit them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a longgggg journey to Tangerang somewhere hahahaha... and when we (finally) arrived to their home, it's a new cluster and not bad actually. i entered the house, minimalist touch, i mean very minimalist... literally! haha. they just have A TV, a new refrigerator, stove, wash machine, bed, and wardrobe. they even not buy a sofa yet hahahaha... the house is very small, &lt;strike&gt;more little than mine&lt;/strike&gt;, but very nice. 1 bedroom only, 1 bathroom, and small kitchen. i asked about the price. it was kindda sshock! it's only 80 IDR milllion! but me and my hon can't buy the house in here because it sooooooo faaaaarrrrrr awaaaayyyy form our work, fam, and friends :). but i like the house and touch of warmness inside ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked about 2 hours then we prepared go to my friend wedding in Karawaci. i only spent about 10 minutes in the wedding, jumped to the car, and ready to go to Lippo Karawaci. We hang out about 3 hours. it was fun hang out with them ;). if only our best friend can join, it will be more funnnn i think. sadly, she can't join our fun. we take a picture together...yeah always take a picture in everywhere...anywhere...! hahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O2EC11hrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eWz6Dx1atvI/s1600/IMG00120-20100424-1803.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O2EC11hrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eWz6Dx1atvI/s200/IMG00120-20100424-1803.jpg" tt="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O2tDYB6MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1CM6vlr-x0g/s1600/IMG00121-20100424-1803.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O2tDYB6MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1CM6vlr-x0g/s200/IMG00121-20100424-1803.jpg" tt="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;when we entered the Hyperm*rt, we met a craf* cow! it's coooo cuteeee... hahahha... i just laugh and laugh when i saw the cow. he (or she? lols) waved to all customer, well esp the children hahahha... so ia had a naughty idea.... i want take pic with the cowwwww....hahahhaha ok quite embrassing because the cow always take a pic with the children, not with a adult...crazy one like us hahahhaha... and finally...this is it...me, my hon, and the cow hihihihihi ;)...so cuteeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O3LjsKAZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ViXLtPcGeAU/s1600/IMG00122-20100424-1823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O3LjsKAZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ViXLtPcGeAU/s200/IMG00122-20100424-1823.jpg" tt="true" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O3dAQ4_tI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pYrgTLWV-PQ/s1600/IMG00123-20100424-1823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O3dAQ4_tI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pYrgTLWV-PQ/s200/IMG00123-20100424-1823.jpg" tt="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think, we all got a bless :)&lt;br /&gt;Ester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-6682320404612571579?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6682320404612571579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/hang-out-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/6682320404612571579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/6682320404612571579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/hang-out-part-1.html' title='HaNg OuT (part 1)'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9O2EC11hrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eWz6Dx1atvI/s72-c/IMG00120-20100424-1803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-693864902192503686</id><published>2010-04-23T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T07:03:14.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>That Book Titled : Don't Sweat the SMALL Stuff</title><content type='html'>baru-baru ini g baca buku don’t sweat small stuff. ya i know it’s kindda too late &lt;img alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" /&gt; ). tapi lebih baik baca daripada ga hehe karena buku itu sangat bagus. bagaimana slama ini g terperangkap dengan banyak hal kecil. pelajaran penting yang berharga adalah, kenyataan bahwa ketika kita terperangkap dengan pemikiran negatif, rasa bersyukur kita berkurang. hmm walaupun g cukup sering bersyukur dengan tulus, namun memang harus diakui, ketika hal-hal beraura negatif itu datang, g tdk lagi bersyukur untuk setiap hal yang g punya. tapi justru terbelenggu dengan kata-kata mujarab penawar rasa sakit hati : &lt;i&gt;what if? if I can… if just… &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;and the most my fav words…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; I wish i could …&lt;/i&gt; ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GoOgDRNjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/198AjhgnloM/s1600/dont_sweat_the_small_stuff_memo_sticker-p217564680296952032qjcl_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GoOgDRNjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/198AjhgnloM/s400/dont_sweat_the_small_stuff_memo_sticker-p217564680296952032qjcl_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kedua, kita selalu takut dengan perasaan bosan. kita selalu terprogram untuk mencari kesibukan, bahkan saat libur atau waktu luang. ketika kita bosan, maka ya kita bosan dan mencari kesibukan lain. bahkan menurut bapak penulis buku tersebut, kita harus menghargai saat-saat dimana kita merasa bosan. aneh juga…. dengan cara yang menarik hehe. menghargai rasa bosan…. ketika anak si bapak penulis blg “Pa, aku bosan”, si bapak berkata “bagus! nikmati kebosanan itu!” good advise I think &lt;img alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" /&gt;  …&lt;br /&gt;mungkin maksudnya menikmati bosan meminta kita atau lebih tepatnya g, cuti sebentar dari semua pemikiran apapun… Tuhan hebat memang! Dia menciptakan otak yang sangat hebat… otak &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;g sendiri&lt;/span&gt; ga bisa diem dan ga betah kalau ga mikir. ada aja yang dipikirin. jadi tepat memang buku ini buat g haha… don’t sweat the small stuff… i’ll try hard &lt;img alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love to share, be blessed&lt;br /&gt;Ester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-693864902192503686?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/693864902192503686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/taht-book-titled-dont-sweat-small-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/693864902192503686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/693864902192503686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/taht-book-titled-dont-sweat-small-stuff.html' title='That Book Titled : Don&apos;t Sweat the SMALL Stuff'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GoOgDRNjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/198AjhgnloM/s72-c/dont_sweat_the_small_stuff_memo_sticker-p217564680296952032qjcl_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-936885399120663568</id><published>2010-04-23T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T06:45:29.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajebo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iseng'/><title type='text'>reasons i love Fridays....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GilDvYycI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CBSEqC6wNoY/s1600/tgif-purple.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GilDvYycI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CBSEqC6wNoY/s400/tgif-purple.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;harus diakui kalau Jumat itu lebih menggoda ketimbang hari lainnya. g pikir tadinya g doang yang merasa begitu sampe-sampe g berpikir "g males kerja banget seh hehhe". ternyata ga cuma g yang berpikir gitu tapi temen-temen g juga tu ;p. salah satunya yang membuat jumat taste so yummy adalah godaan untuk tidur sepanjang malam &lt;strike&gt;tanpa diributkan oleh suara alarm &lt;/strike&gt;, wooops salah! di hari sabtu itu g menghidupkan suara alarm dengan sengaja. setelah alarm itu berdering dengan angkuhnya, g bangun, matiin tu alarm, lalu berkata dalam hati "hahahahaha i wonnn this time...i'm gonna back to sleep! i beat u!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hmm ok... it sounds really...freak? hahaha i don't care... i always enjoy such &lt;strike&gt;dump&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strike&gt;feeling :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ok balik lagi ke alasan mengapa suka jumat. here the things :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GiavtoSSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ixZWft7Rfxc/s1600/pink-flowers-friday.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; hari jumat adalah waktunya kebaktian siswa. jadi benar-benar terasa sangat singkat si tik tok tik tok bergerak ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;jumat, kadang hunnybunny maen ke rumah, kalau dia ga sibuk, kalau g ga cape hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;jumat, adalah hari dimana g bisa tidur sepuasnya..... ups did i mention that? ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;jumat, hari dimana g mematangkan rencana weekend g hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;jumat, hari dimana g bisa tidur sangatttttt malam. biasanya sekalipun g uda ngantuk, g tetep maksain ni mata melek... berasa tuan putri yang terserah g mau ngapain kek nie malam hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;jumat, g ga perlu khawatir bangun pagi besoknya !!!!&lt;/strike&gt; woopsss i did it again ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;that's why there's a quote said Thanks God it's Friday! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;berasa jumat lebih panjang ! karena sekarang g pulang jam 4 nyampe rumah hahahaha.... lembur? iuuuyyy what's that? no more lembur lembur ga karuan, pulang malam ga jelas...hoammm i'm free now! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;love jumat love jumat love jumat love jumat !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GiavtoSSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ixZWft7Rfxc/s1600/pink-flowers-friday.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GiavtoSSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ixZWft7Rfxc/s320/pink-flowers-friday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have a blessed Lovely Fridaeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #4c1130;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-936885399120663568?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/936885399120663568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/reasons-i-love-fridays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/936885399120663568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/936885399120663568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/reasons-i-love-fridays.html' title='reasons i love Fridays....'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GilDvYycI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CBSEqC6wNoY/s72-c/tgif-purple.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-1765188518641974416</id><published>2010-04-21T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T06:11:08.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>welcome back... a new me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9Ga63bwrUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eN-cwKgRn2A/s1600/product2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9Ga63bwrUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eN-cwKgRn2A/s320/product2.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm akhirnya sekian lama balik lagi menulis. yap sekian lama ditutup ma rasa malas. sebenarnya seh malas tapi biasa kadang argumennya sibuk hehe. ga terasa cepet uda masuk bulan April. Uda sampai dipenghujung nie... menunggu gaji lagi ;p, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beda rasa, beda situasi, beda hari... sekarang berada di lingkungan sekolah yang padahal dulu g males banget nyampe di sekolah hehe. banyak tanda tanya, kenapa ya koq seperti ini, kenapa seperti itu. mungkin karena beda jaman jadi terasa berbeda. sekarang mereka memanggul tas yang besar, bawa kotak makan untuk 2x istirahat, bawa kerajinan tangan; satu situasi yang benar-benar membuat g menghela napas dan bersyukur dulu SD ga merasa seperti itu. melihatnya kasian dan kejam sepertinya memperlakukan mereka yang notabennya masih berada di tahap bermain tapi "memaksa" mereka belajar sampai seperti itu. belum lagi les-lesnya yang cukup padat. tp mereka harus melakukan semua aktivitasnya itu supaya PINTAR haha jadi ketawa apa definisi pintar sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anak-anak itu polos dan menyenangkan. walaupun terkadang berubah jadi monster yang membuat g menghela napas berkali-kali di kelas dan membuat diam bengong hehe... tp tingkahnya polos. ada keasyikan tersendiri ketika dipeluk sama anak-anak atau ketika mereka datang ke kantor dan duduk di bangku, walaupun sebenarnya ga dipanggil dan itu waktu istirahat. atau saat mereka menyapa, bahkan waktu jalan-jalan di mal tanpa rasa malu mereka teriak : " Bu Esterrrrrr " dan anehnya mereka masih ingat "Bu kita pernah ketemu di sini kan bulan lalu" hahahaha...lucu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi mari berangkat dari sini, hari-hari menapaki bidang baru, usaha membuka hati anak-anak, menerawang hati dan pikiran orang tua, menenggelamkan diri mencari informasi parenting dan teaching... sebutlah semua itu! aku adalah guru sekarang... bermimpi bisa mengajar dengan baik, dekat tapi tegas dengan anak-anak, menjadi perpanjangan tangan dari orang tua, berharap semakin dewasa dan berkembang, berharap gaji semakin besar(lho? hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GcWUbWz5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/EZM4AeF8DWY/s1600/graphic_teacherquote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GcWUbWz5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/EZM4AeF8DWY/s320/graphic_teacherquote.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, ini adalah lembaran baru perjalanan mengaktualisasi diri dan pengharapan ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed, &lt;br /&gt;Esterlita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-1765188518641974416?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1765188518641974416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-back-new-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1765188518641974416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1765188518641974416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-back-new-me.html' title='welcome back... a new me..'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9Ga63bwrUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eN-cwKgRn2A/s72-c/product2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-7945638958229698405</id><published>2009-12-31T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T06:41:34.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='semangat'/><title type='text'>new steps</title><content type='html'>Hari pertama, tanggal 1, bulan 1, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Yup! Hari ini adalah tahun baru 2010. Banyak yang bersemangat dan antusias. Beberapa menanggapinya dengan biasa saja krn merasa stp hr sama saja. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi memang tahun baru membawa antusias tersendiri. Meskipun terjadi bnyk bencana, masalah, kesedihan; tp thn baru seolah-olah 'memaksa' kita utk meninggalkan semua itu. Menggantinya dgn sebuah cahaya dari harapan dan tiba2 penuhlah semua daftar resolusi yang kita harapkan.&lt;br /&gt;Ya ! Tahun baru, awal baru untuk menapaki awal yang baru. Ibarat diary, tutup saja semua yg tjd di tahun 2009. Ambil diary baru isi dengan semua cerita dan kisah. Apapun yang terjadi, kesedihan dan tertawa gembira membawa warna sendiri bagi hidup kita.&lt;br /&gt;Sama dengan kebanyakan orang, g pun memiliki daftar harapan. Puji Tuhan akhirnya g bisa ambil langkah tepat. Walaupun sempat memiliki keraguan krn keptusan yang diambil termasuk yang plg sulit. Tp stp hari merasa ini yang plg tepat.&lt;br /&gt;Ada pluis minus dr keputusan ini. Tp ttp berpegang prinsip ingin menjalankan hidup ini sesuai hati. &lt;br /&gt;'How to find your sweet spot' dari Max Lucado, berangkat dari buku itu seolah menampar g utk memilih pekerjaan yg tepat.&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya bbrp kali kesempatan untuk kept ini hanya belum berani meninggallkan tempat yang merupakan comfort zone utk g.&lt;br /&gt;Puji Tuhan, bln Desember ini akhirnya berani melangkah dari comfort zone itu. Tidak sabar untuk belajar hal baru, memiliki semangat stp pagi dan bangun dgn hati yang cerah :).&lt;br /&gt;Untuk beberapa minusnya, pasti bs di take care dgn baik. Yakin bhw Dia tidak akan meninggalkn g,karena hal ini sudah terbukti :).&lt;br /&gt;Semuanya kembali ke terang... G jg mulai merasa semangat 'hidup baru, hari baru, semangat baru' &lt;br /&gt;SEMANGATTTT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed,&lt;br /&gt;Ester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-7945638958229698405?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7945638958229698405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-steps.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/7945638958229698405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/7945638958229698405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-steps.html' title='new steps'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-2465419205519800585</id><published>2009-12-22T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T06:43:40.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>make a spirit for new year</title><content type='html'>What a blast! Long time I'm not writing since... Gosh I don't remember ;). Let's writing again. &lt;br /&gt;It's a miracle.. Just need for one blink from His eyes, everything seems moved to good light. Some shit happened! But the nice things following.&lt;br /&gt;About a miracle.. Does it exist? &lt;br /&gt;One still holding faith in their heart... Like I always do.&lt;br /&gt;But the miracle will work with us.&lt;br /&gt;It's a gift yes I believe that. But I think our Creator doesn't expect us be lazy..&lt;br /&gt;Not do anything, just sit back waiting for a star!&lt;br /&gt;Hah life is not that simply&lt;br /&gt;It's complicated! It should be complicated..&lt;br /&gt;Joy, fun, sad, tears become 1 in a fine way..&lt;br /&gt;Should we fear, should be worry?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! ... But we have out only hope, wish, and expectation&lt;br /&gt;They will make us strong and calm&lt;br /&gt;We have Father that always watching and make sure our steps is in His way&lt;br /&gt;We can smile when the storm is coming&lt;br /&gt;but this is what I believe:&lt;br /&gt;Miracle works with us&lt;br /&gt;We work so there'a a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Miracle lays in our heart...it builds hope&lt;br /&gt;Pray for it, go for it, just WORK... And the miracle will WORK finally&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a lazy...don't you ever think it will come for free..&lt;br /&gt;Life is not free... Life is always about hope,pray, and WORK&lt;br /&gt;Work for Him... In every single step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed,&lt;br /&gt;Ester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-2465419205519800585?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2465419205519800585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/make-spirit-for-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/2465419205519800585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/2465419205519800585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/make-spirit-for-new-year.html' title='make a spirit for new year'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-5074995210854036392</id><published>2009-05-23T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T06:44:10.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><title type='text'>so dumb...</title><content type='html'>in my sleep just thiking on it...&lt;br /&gt;What have i done! I made a same mistake, twice..&lt;br /&gt;God..what should i do if i cannot find them...&lt;br /&gt;How can i meet their faces...?&lt;br /&gt;What have i told them?&lt;br /&gt;For 2 days.. I have been living in afraidness..&lt;br /&gt;I know U always have a way.. And i should be brave... But i cannot...&lt;br /&gt;My pray: give me Your strenght ... Help find them...&lt;br /&gt;I.. Surrender in Your hand...follow Your path..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-feel hopeless-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-5074995210854036392?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5074995210854036392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-dumb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/5074995210854036392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/5074995210854036392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-dumb.html' title='so dumb...'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-1264837660642516460</id><published>2009-04-20T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T01:31:40.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>changes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/Se2Dm9h7hiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UeA28i42CkU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/Se2Dm9h7hiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UeA28i42CkU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327058639624308258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the changes...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not kind a person that always exciting about changes... Every changes that happened, i need time to adjust myself with it...&lt;br /&gt;But i always longing for changes; hoping good changes. Never want to let go the HOPE... Because in hope, i always find the strenght... I put hope really high in my Dad... &lt;br /&gt;This days... A lot of changes is happened. I'm shocked... I did some mistakes... But this thing, the situation is really much like hell for me. I've been underestimated by some people... But i won't do anything to get revenge or anything. I think it's not important... But i'm so confuse what should i do? I feel like i have no options... But i'm trying to make a difference. Try to make the situation more bright... trying to be optimist and not afraid of anything. trying to hold His strenght! although, i'm scare of this thing. this thing too much, but He will defeat it with me.&lt;br /&gt;the funny fact is i'm not excited about changes; but i'm thinking to make a big jump of changes.&lt;br /&gt;i don't what going to be, how the result, how the ending say...&lt;br /&gt;but everything gonna be alright. i will not be ignored by Him, or abondoned...&lt;br /&gt;so, i'll be fine. &lt;br /&gt;NO! I'll be PERFECT at the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-feel dizzy-&lt;br /&gt;be blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-1264837660642516460?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1264837660642516460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1264837660642516460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1264837660642516460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/changes.html' title='changes...'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/Se2Dm9h7hiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UeA28i42CkU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-8277843957034954533</id><published>2009-03-18T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T02:31:12.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what life is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/ScC_WonEnEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ym1lRKxjNk/s1600-h/470_sad_true.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/ScC_WonEnEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ym1lRKxjNk/s320/470_sad_true.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314457955876510786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is... what?&lt;br /&gt;semua pastinya punya persepsi sendiri yang mereka pertahankan.&lt;br /&gt;ttg hidupnya pun pasti juga punya pendapatnya masing-masing. ada yang so damn happy with their life... ada yang merasa kurang, ada yang di tengah-tengahnya. &lt;br /&gt;my life... terrific great actually. He gave me so many blessing... tp bener kata orang, hidup itu harus berjuang krn kalau ga, kita ga tahu arti kata bersyukur.&lt;br /&gt;g berada di kondisi yang cukup sulit saat ini. sampai-sampai sebenarnya g ga tau apa yang harus g lakuin; apa yang harus g putuskan. just playing game: what if... yang g ga brani nerusin kata-kata "what if" itu.&lt;br /&gt;friends... malaikat tanpa sayap. &lt;br /&gt;ada satu kala g bener-bener percaya itu dan terkadang itu terbukti. tp memang kita ga bs berharap ke sapa pun juga. stp org punya urusannya sendiri. dan untuk apa g peduli sama org yang justru ga peduli sama g. &lt;br /&gt;g punya org2 yang peduli sama g. dan saat ini, i'll focus on their life too.&lt;br /&gt;bukannya memperhitungkan kebaikan-kebaikan orang; hanya tersadar, kadang kita menghabiskan waktu untuk memikirkan dan berlelah-lelah berbuat baik kepada org yang sebenarnya belum tentu peduli sama kita. dan justru org yang peduli dan sayang sama kita, kadang kita lupakan krn tanpa sadar kita cenderung mikirnya toh mereka akan memahami kesibukan kita... yang dimana kita sibuk sama org2 yang belum tentu care sama kita.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna lose this people... people that care and love me.&lt;br /&gt;people that count every step of mine.&lt;br /&gt;i'll focus for them...&lt;br /&gt;g ga akan peduli dengan org-org yang nyatanya say/do something bad behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;they are not my friend. &lt;br /&gt;g baru ambil keputusan untuk bener2 ga berhubungan dengan beberapa yang katanya temen g. muak g sama org seperti itu! jaga jarak mungkin akan lebih baik. baik untuknya, dan g.&lt;br /&gt;bosan dengan mereka!&lt;br /&gt;muak dengan mereka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/ScC_J1StrRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/w1HDhuHMFPo/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/ScC_J1StrRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/w1HDhuHMFPo/s200/untitled2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314457735942483218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jadi sementara ini, mungkin ada baiknya g fokus dulu sama masalah besar yang g hadapin.g ga mungkin singkirin gajah di depan mata. g juga ga mungkin diam and not do anything. &lt;br /&gt;tp g juga ga tau harus berbuat apa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-so empty-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-8277843957034954533?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8277843957034954533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-life-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/8277843957034954533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/8277843957034954533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-life-is.html' title='what life is...'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/ScC_WonEnEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ym1lRKxjNk/s72-c/470_sad_true.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-7223307462973429671</id><published>2009-03-05T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T00:53:55.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new beginning</title><content type='html'>big thing!&lt;br /&gt;setelah beberapa lama situasi kantor jadi aneh...menyebalkan! akhirnya merasa bertemu setitik terang. &lt;br /&gt;ga percuma keep a little light of hope... He opened it. memang ada beberapa hal yang masih terlihat menakutkan dan semuanya complicated. tapi beberapa mulai terarah. walaupun capenya setengah mati krn terjadi atau harus terjadi beberapa perubahan; mikirin perubahan, harus do things better, dan krn banyak pikiran aduhhhh pulang tepar booo! tidur jadi ga nyenyak juga hehe...kl uda nyenyak, ogah bangun ... masih mau malas-malas'an di ranjang he3...&lt;br /&gt;tapi emang ya sebaik baiknya org, pasti suatu saat akan meninggalkan. jangan pernah berharap ke manusia, karena akan kecewa banget. sekalipun fisik nya beredar di sekitar kita, ketika ada satu hal mengancam, manusia akan mencari celah supaya dirinya aman dan ga peduli tentang orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;just Him, who never let you go...&lt;br /&gt;i do the same too...&lt;br /&gt;will never let go of His love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be blessed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-7223307462973429671?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7223307462973429671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/7223307462973429671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/7223307462973429671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-beginning.html' title='new beginning'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-7875422277564557287</id><published>2009-02-20T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:49:39.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday..</title><content type='html'>birthday story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;jumat, 13 Feb 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;G AND FIRMAN!&lt;br /&gt;cool... ultah berdua...sama lahir di tanggal yang sama, hanya berbeda tahun. menyenangkan juga! ya tentu saja menjadi tidak special sendiri...tp spesial berdua haha!&lt;br /&gt;ok...first thing to do in birthday: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;blow the candle&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;it's time for looking a cake...&lt;br /&gt;pilihan pertama: cheese cake harvest! yummy...!&lt;br /&gt;cepet-cepet telepon, tapi ...&lt;br /&gt;harvest ga mo nganterin ke rumah g yang notabennya tangerang!&lt;br /&gt;well ok...coret harvest...&lt;br /&gt;pilihan kedua: cheese cake eaton! hmmmm slurp!&lt;br /&gt;tlp eaton...&lt;br /&gt;again! ga mo nganterin...&lt;br /&gt;hah pusing...akhirnya memutuskan dateng ke CL untuk beli eaton...&lt;br /&gt;telepon lagi untuk booking kue nya... shut!!! malah abis sekrang...weleh!&lt;br /&gt;tanya temen, akhirnya direkomendasi bakery ciputra...&lt;br /&gt;ya weis lah book kuenya. rada expensive but ya sutralah...&lt;br /&gt;bawa pulang kue, dijemput firman meluncur ke rumah ;)&lt;br /&gt;tepat jem 12 tengah mlm...we blew the cake...!!! yeaaahhhh senangnya...&lt;br /&gt;kita berdoa...dan akhirnya potong kue dan makan...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm blacklist...kuenya ga enak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabtu, 14 Feb 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the DAY!&lt;br /&gt;siangnya kita beli makanan...&lt;br /&gt;ikan gurame saos manis pedas! yummy.... my fav: fish!!&lt;br /&gt;dan menu lainnya kita bawa pulang dan makan di rumah g bareng mami.&lt;br /&gt;sudah kenyang...&lt;br /&gt;g siap2 ke TA with my mini dress ;)... pergi ke TA.&lt;br /&gt;rencananya seh mo nonton...tp karena temen g telepon ngajak dinner bareng double date gt ya apa blh buat... batal dan akhirnya dinner...&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minggu, 15 Feb 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H+1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berasa ga pol krn kmrn ga "milik" berdua...&lt;br /&gt;berasa ga enak ma my hon! jadi pergi ke puri... baru deh puasin nonton 2 film sekaligus : bride wars &amp; defiance...&lt;br /&gt;bagus! ;p...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah pokoknya bener2 menyenangkan punya pacar...&lt;br /&gt;so happy with him!... the best bday i've ever had! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SZ7esJq-boI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tDEGHXuCGBw/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SZ7esJq-boI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tDEGHXuCGBw/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304922261180804738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Ester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-7875422277564557287?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7875422277564557287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/7875422277564557287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/7875422277564557287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday.html' title='birthday..'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SZ7esJq-boI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tDEGHXuCGBw/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-1078973601345796681</id><published>2009-02-11T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:20:24.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SZ7YPKuH_gI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0WKi4lhnNqc/s1600-h/3128152_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SZ7YPKuH_gI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0WKi4lhnNqc/s200/3128152_1024x768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304915166176476674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;to life...&lt;br /&gt;we blame more than understand&lt;br /&gt;life is actually not to live the days we love&lt;br /&gt;but to love the days we live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that quote seems simple but really hard to do. &lt;br /&gt;i am in the middle of the hard day, but not the hardest day... i've done it before.&lt;br /&gt;but i am trying to struggle this time.&lt;br /&gt;afraid, worry, negative things come rounds me &lt;br /&gt;the feeling: i'm useless is coming in my head. &lt;br /&gt;move forward, i will losing things that I've just earned&lt;br /&gt;move backward, i'm stuck&lt;br /&gt;to the left or right, i don't know the direction&lt;br /&gt;just look up and pray to my only One&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know the answer for sure...&lt;br /&gt;i've decided... a big movement&lt;br /&gt;is it the right thing?&lt;br /&gt;i can't say &lt;br /&gt;is it bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided do it... even it's risk full, but i've choiced.&lt;br /&gt;it's not the best, but better for me or others&lt;br /&gt;i am trying to keep a little light of hope...&lt;br /&gt;i know nothing, but He does.&lt;br /&gt;i am sure He will make a way like in the past...&lt;br /&gt;a good thing in a good time..&lt;br /&gt;when time is perfect, i will get the perfect thing&lt;br /&gt;i believe it.&lt;br /&gt;i believe Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-waiting a miracle-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-1078973601345796681?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1078973601345796681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1078973601345796681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1078973601345796681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SZ7YPKuH_gI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0WKi4lhnNqc/s72-c/3128152_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-1798708734515091956</id><published>2009-01-09T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T06:09:41.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>noel...n new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SWdahZj2pCI/AAAAAAAAADw/wMiETPo9mjo/s1600-h/so+happy+with+u+%3B).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SWdahZj2pCI/AAAAAAAAADw/wMiETPo9mjo/s320/so+happy+with+u+%3B).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289295817213387810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SWdahW_6I0I/AAAAAAAAADo/GeM5LhXiWvI/s1600-h/love+this+pic+very+much.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SWdahW_6I0I/AAAAAAAAADo/GeM5LhXiWvI/s320/love+this+pic+very+much.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289295816525751106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my very first noel n new year with someone special ;)...&lt;br /&gt;so nice!&lt;br /&gt;wah ternyata menyenangkan sekali punya pacar hehe&lt;br /&gt;so happy be with u...&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the next next next years, xmas, and new year with u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-1798708734515091956?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1798708734515091956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/noeln-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1798708734515091956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1798708734515091956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/noeln-new-year.html' title='noel...n new year'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SWdahZj2pCI/AAAAAAAAADw/wMiETPo9mjo/s72-c/so+happy+with+u+%3B).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-4230939811295272717</id><published>2008-12-30T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:40:27.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friend</title><content type='html'>there's somebody...&lt;br /&gt;called friend&lt;br /&gt;when i'm in trouble...&lt;br /&gt;she called me, offering help&lt;br /&gt;after days, she's always remind me about that...&lt;br /&gt;constantly complaining about me in front of my friends... &lt;br /&gt;my happiness, my joy, my reached goals...&lt;br /&gt;jealous about what i have, what i've got...&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick about that !&lt;br /&gt;all i need is companion... &lt;br /&gt;not some competition about who's better, who's smart, who's beautiful, who's competent between us...&lt;br /&gt;not important, dear !&lt;br /&gt;i gave my sincerely friendship&lt;br /&gt;you wasted it...&lt;br /&gt;i'm giving back a friendships that you offered to me...&lt;br /&gt;i don't need those !&lt;br /&gt;forget it !&lt;br /&gt;just forget it !&lt;br /&gt;i'll forget it !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-4230939811295272717?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4230939811295272717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/4230939811295272717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/4230939811295272717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/friend.html' title='friend'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-24758616160608624</id><published>2008-12-04T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:26:36.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer in Noon ...</title><content type='html'>God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me Your wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Your patient to thru this day...&lt;br /&gt;Your Passion to full this life with dreams&lt;br /&gt;New hope that makes me feel recharge&lt;br /&gt;Your power to bring this world better&lt;br /&gt;The light that shining all people around&lt;br /&gt;The silence so I can hear Your voice&lt;br /&gt;New heart to bring forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Big heart to accept every thing that happend this time&lt;br /&gt;Pure heart for great expectation...&lt;br /&gt;even i don't know yet what going on the tommorow&lt;br /&gt;new spirit...&lt;br /&gt;new excitement everyday is all that i need&lt;br /&gt;refresh me, Father ...&lt;br /&gt;my gratitude for all things that You put in my hands...&lt;br /&gt;for a special person that You introduce to me this year...&lt;br /&gt;for the love that You burn in our heart..&lt;br /&gt;He is Your beautiful present in this year;&lt;br /&gt;also will become my future by Your grace.&lt;br /&gt;for wonderfull family...&lt;br /&gt;for everyone that surround me with love&lt;br /&gt;for this job that so good&lt;br /&gt;for this life, Father...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much...&lt;br /&gt;Help me to learn everything that You want me to know...&lt;br /&gt;take care me every single my baby steps...&lt;br /&gt;I need You ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daughter,&lt;a onblur="try 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-4398507266160957120</id><published>2008-11-10T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:55:39.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>great lyric... so encouraging !</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder what lies ahead&lt;br /&gt;How long till my hunger is fed&lt;br /&gt;They say it’s hard to make it in this part of town&lt;br /&gt;So many people on this merry-go-round&lt;br /&gt;Some folks try astrology&lt;br /&gt;Some turn to crystal balls&lt;br /&gt;To find an answer,&lt;br /&gt;To get through it all&lt;br /&gt;I just fall on my knees and I try to pray&lt;br /&gt;In the silence I can hear Him say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The river runs and the river hides&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SRuRzs62plI/AAAAAAAAADY/QES0IWprFVI/s1600-h/THENEEDLES1600X1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SRuRzs62plI/AAAAAAAAADY/QES0IWprFVI/s400/THENEEDLES1600X1200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267964506557294162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out to the ocean and under the sky&lt;br /&gt;I promise you, the answer will come&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to patience and watch for the sign&lt;br /&gt;Everything in its time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often feel like I’m two steps behind&lt;br /&gt;Somebody must have moved that finish line&lt;br /&gt;There are a thousand reasons&lt;br /&gt;Why I should give up&lt;br /&gt;But I’m stubborn in the things I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;’cause maybe there’s another plan&lt;br /&gt;One I still can’t see&lt;br /&gt;A little surprise, like Your love in my life&lt;br /&gt;Funny how time changes how we see&lt;br /&gt;There are a thousand reasons&lt;br /&gt;Why I should give up&lt;br /&gt;But I’m stubborn in the things I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in its time -- Corinne May&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-4398507266160957120?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4398507266160957120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-lyric.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/4398507266160957120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/4398507266160957120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-lyric.html' title='great lyric... so encouraging !'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SRuRzs62plI/AAAAAAAAADY/QES0IWprFVI/s72-c/THENEEDLES1600X1200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-1406595882500091143</id><published>2008-11-05T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:02:28.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts ...</title><content type='html'>hmm mau nglantur'in beberapa pemikiran ah ;p.&lt;br /&gt;minggu kemarin g ikut seminar tentang sekolah minggu di gereja. finally i'm recharge again. setelah beberapa lama ga pernah ikut seminar ttg pelayanan sekolah minggu, rasanya jadi agak kering dan hambar. padahal setiap minggu kita sebagai guru membagikan benih buat anak-anak. tapi apa yang mau dibagi? wong gelas nya kosong koq. apanya lagi yang mau dibagi sementara gelas g uda mulai habis airnya. sampai-sampai g ngerasa yang bener-bener susah banget dan ngerasa ga enjoy lagi. &lt;br /&gt;hal ini g sampaikan ke koordinator g. aga ngotot waktu g blng guys...we need recharge our battery again. akhirnya ada seminar itu. setelah g ikut memang g ngerasa sesuatu yang beda dalam seminar itu. doa g adalah g bisa ngerasa semangat ngajar seperti hari pertama g ambil keputusan jadi guru sekolah minggu. deg2an nya... semangatnya... paniknya pertama kali cerita di depan anak-anak sampe bikin catetan banyakkkk banget di alkitab g hehe... but it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SRGZGy5gbII/AAAAAAAAADQ/a777JttQgvs/s1600-h/3102918f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SRGZGy5gbII/AAAAAAAAADQ/a777JttQgvs/s320/3102918f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265157781394058370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n finally kemarin minggu bener ngerasa kangen ngajar dengan semangat yang dulu lagi. g percaya kebetulan itu sebenarnya ga ada. semua terjadi krn ada kesempatan. semua pertemuan, semua kejadian, semuanya ada rencana di belakangnya. pembicara nanya ke g kenapa g dulu ambil pelayanan anak? kenapa bukan yang lain?&lt;br /&gt;sempet kaget waktu g ditanya gt. akhirnya dengan jeda 3 detik g jawab krn pertama, saya ngerasa anak adalah spesial. kl kita sebagai yang "dewasa" bisa curhat / sharing setiap hal yang terjadi dalam hidup qt. tp beda sama anak. mereka belum ngerti apa2 tp bukan berarti ga ada masalah. justru mereka lebih "berat" masalahnya dari qt. itu menariknya. kedua, suka sama anak kecil hehe. &lt;br /&gt;setelah g jawab gt...g langsung ding! &lt;br /&gt;knapa jadinya g ga tertarik di bidang anak? sementara dulu g sukaaa banget ma anak kecil. sekarang ditawarin coba jadi konselor anak, dengan cepat tanpa mikir g jawab: "no thx"&lt;br /&gt;hmmm ya satu alasannya krn g ngerasa pekerjaan itu ga terlalu ok dari segi financialnya hahaha..ups ketauan matre hehehe...makanya banting stir langsung ke bidang psikologi industri dan organisasi hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;sekarang...tetep no thx deh kl disuru jadi konselor anak. bukan dari segi financial lagi, tp dari segi kemampuan...i'm not sure i'm the right person to deal with children's problems. tp bukan berarti g serta merta ninggalin pelayanan anak dunk.&lt;br /&gt;sementara g lagi bergumul (halah gaya bahasanya hehe) dengan pelayanan g, sumtink big...really really big dateng. g "menghilangkan" 13 ijazah! O NOOO !!!&lt;br /&gt;hah!!! hilang ga tau kemana. sabtu, minggu, senin, asli g ga bisa tidur...nangisss trus tiap mlm. i know cry is not the answer tp g bener2 takut nghadapin 13 orang itu. ijazah adalah privacy yang dititipkan ke perusahaan...gmn nama baik perusahaan, gmn respon bos-bos g...dan gmn g nantinya? &lt;br /&gt;hari senin g lembur ampe jem 8 buat nyari...ga ada...&lt;br /&gt;hari selasa tetep cari ga ketemu...aduh gawat gmn ini?&lt;br /&gt;what should i do? pertanyaan yg terus2 di pikiran g.&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya g buat nazar (ptama kali g lakuin dalam hidup g hehe); 2 nazar. salah satu nya adalah g mo tetep ngajar dengan catatan dibimbing krn kl g sendiri, g ga bisa ngajar lagi.&lt;br /&gt;dan ajaib nya 1 jam kemudian tringgg! ijazah itu ada...ke-13 ijazah itu ketemu.&lt;br /&gt;ah leganya...&lt;br /&gt;ga kebayang lega bangetttt...&lt;br /&gt;langsung g laper turun ke bawah embat 1 setengah potongan pizza ukuran large hahahahahaha... ga heran deh g ndut'an hehe..&lt;br /&gt;hah ampun bersyukur banget punya Bapa yang selalu ada di setiap hal g... I'm Yours, Father&lt;br /&gt;bersyukur punya seseorang yang terus ada di samping g... love you, my big bear&lt;br /&gt;bersyukur buat semua malaikat di kantor yang langsung menyerbu laci-laci, lemari, dan brankas bantuin g nyari hehehe... thx ladies ;)&lt;br /&gt;dan hari ini, Rabu, g diangkat jadi karyawan tetap di kantor... &lt;br /&gt;sore ini duduk depan komputer sambil menikmati coklat panas ;)&lt;br /&gt;hah life's great...&lt;br /&gt;so grateful because He loves me so much and pull me back to become a teacher for take care His beautiful children.&lt;br /&gt;this years are the best years ever! sekalipun banyak hal buruk yang terjadi tp lebih banyak hal baik yang terjadi dan patut disyukuri ;)&lt;br /&gt;minggu besok ada lanjutan seminar. moga semuanya jadi lengkap dan g bisa perbarui lagi komitmen dan motivasi di pelayanan anak gereja g. amin ;)&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for next year...what would be happend??? ah no need a rush... just lay back cos He driven my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SRGYm3TewEI/AAAAAAAAADI/_ENwkjcPwIg/s1600-h/3130194f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SRGYm3TewEI/AAAAAAAAADI/_ENwkjcPwIg/s320/3130194f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265157232820928578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-full of joy-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-1406595882500091143?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1406595882500091143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-my-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1406595882500091143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1406595882500091143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-my-thoughts.html' title='My thoughts ...'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SRGZGy5gbII/AAAAAAAAADQ/a777JttQgvs/s72-c/3102918f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-9157274124158935294</id><published>2008-10-28T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T03:03:41.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>touchy momment ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rabu, 22 oktober '08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malamnya, seperti biasa g n my honey ngobrol di telepon. lagi enak-enak ngobrol, tiba-tiba dy kabarin kl hari sabtu di kantor nya akan ada outing ke bogor... Ding!!! what?!!! langsung sontak g duduk di ranjang sambil liatin tanggalan. pasalnya di tgl 2 &amp; 9 nov g sendiri ada seminar jadi ga ketemuan...&lt;br /&gt;Ding again!! hmmm what! otak koq kaynya loading lama waktu itu hehe... 3 minggu cuma ketemu seminggu sekali doang... waduh ... seminggu ketemu 2 kali aja di sabtu-minggu jujur bwt g sendiri kadang kurang. emang seh tiap hari selalu sms / tlp. tp ttp aja brasa kurang...ya maklum baru jadian ;p. &lt;br /&gt;hmmm pas otak uda mulai loading data semuanya, langsung emosi tingkat tinggi g hahahaha... mulai ngambek... mulai males ngomong hehehe... (ya beberapa kebiasaan susah diubah ;p)...&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya suasana berubah jadi ga enak...&lt;br /&gt;g cuma mikir aja... biasanya kl outing gt kan nginep... iya seh dy blg plg jem 9 minggu pagi, which is minggu ttp bs ketemu.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm dalam ati g...taruhan ma g pasti pulangnya sore dari bogor. krn g outing kantor juga gt...ngomongnya pulan jem 9 teng biar bs istirahat krn besoknya kerja...pas hari H..weleh ttp aja semangat jalan2 hehehe...iyalah namanya juga lagi refresing.kpn lagi bs nghirup udara segar di kota laen...urusan besok kerja mah terserah besok. kesusahan besok ga usa dipikirin deh hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;ya gt lah... berantem lagi deh hari itu gr2 my bear mo pergi outing ke bogor... ya i know... g yang ga pengertian. nyadar...tp ttp bt ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;kamis, 23 oktober '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm ya... ttp brantem walaupun masih sms / tlp. hmm my attitude seh yang reseh hehehe...jadi gt deh suasana ttp ga enak. sampe akhirnya kluar keputusan ga jadi ikut ke outing deh...&lt;br /&gt;dalam hati g ... whatever lah...&lt;br /&gt;hehe... jadi ga jelas juga ni hari g bt knapa..&lt;br /&gt;masalahnya berasa beberapa akhir ini dy koq jrng tlp...hmm mulai menghubung2kan.. emang otak g tll aktif jadi sering menghubung-hubungkan sesuatu ;p... haduh harus berubah...ga bae... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;jumat, 24 oktober '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm hehe...msh ngambek...bedanya hari ini my honey uda mulai ga sabar ma sikap g. iya lah ngambek nya g lama n jadi ga jelas ngambek nya knapa ;p.&lt;br /&gt;ya uda mulai terbuka lah otak g yang tadinya mampet. mulai me'rido'in dy pergi ke bogor. &lt;br /&gt;tp dy nya yang sekarang ga mau.&lt;br /&gt;hmm cape ngbujukkin dy spy mau pergi ke bogor. pasalnya waktu dy kasih tau g ttg rencana ke bogor, semangat gt. jadi kalau sekarang dy blg ga mood ke bogor ya pasti gara-gara g yang ngambek kan. jadi ga enak g ma big bear. pokoknya harus pergi harus harus harus...&lt;br /&gt;jangan sampe ga pergi krn g yang tiba2 ngambek ga jelas ky gt. &lt;br /&gt;akhirnya dy setuju ikut ke bogor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;sabtu, 25 oktober '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup dy ke bogor.&lt;br /&gt;sempet berasa sedih juga seh hari itu ga ketemu krn emang biasanya slalu ketemu. hah daripada nglamunin hal2 yang ga jelas, mending g pegi..&lt;br /&gt;pegi ma sapa?&lt;br /&gt;tmn g baru kabarin siangnya kl dy ga bs pergi gr2 mo pcran.&lt;br /&gt;hmm okay...ngapaen di rumah ya ?...&lt;br /&gt;bosen...hmm tidur aja de...&lt;br /&gt;finally tmn g telepon n ngajak jalan. asik langsung siap2 n pergi deh...&lt;br /&gt;hah lumayan ketemu ma temen2 lama. crita sana sini...berakhir krimbat di salon...aduhhh mba...tenaganya kuat amat seh...badan g sakit banget dipijit ma mba itu. &lt;br /&gt;ya ttp menyenangkan hari ini...&lt;br /&gt;miss my big bear a lot... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;minggu, 25 oktober '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi2 bangun...ga pagi2 amat seh...ya telat 15 menit datang ke greja hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;masuk pintu greja disambut temen g yang lagi gendong anaknya "ester, u sakit? pucet amat tampangnya?" ya uda berasa ga enak seh badan. dari jumat bersin2 mulu. tp ya sutralah paling pilek doang.&lt;br /&gt;kaget waktu dikasih anak ma tmn g untuk digendong. kan bahaya kl ampe nularin ke anak kecil. ya tp anaknya lucu sekali jadi melupakan sejenak pileknya dan gendong anak itu hehehe...tp ya langsung cepet2 kasih mamanya...anaknya mo minum. gmn dunk ga punya susu seh g hehehe...ke mama nya aja deh pasti punya susu ;p.&lt;br /&gt;yap ngajar crita dengan bersin2 n srot srot pilek... walhasil disorakkin n diketawain ma anak2 g...hahahah love them so much... nakal tp lucu-lucu... uda gt manja-manja juga...gemesin waktu mereka ngerengek rengek minta gambar ayat afalan hehehe ampe g dan temen g kewalahan ;p&lt;br /&gt;hmm sekalipun g sayang ma anak2 g...tetep ga nutup kenyataan kl sebenarnya g bosen ngajar. dari mulai beberapa pendapat dari rekan sepelayanan yang ga 1 visi ma g. ga ada perubahan dari ptama kali g masuk sekolah minggu. ya seputar itu. &lt;br /&gt;akhirnya pada waktu kebaktian guru ditanya ma koordinator g knapa akhir2 ini g ga ceria.&lt;br /&gt;g blg bosen...jadi lagi mikirin mo berenti ngajar atau ga.&lt;br /&gt;tanpa tanya sebab knapa, langsung nyerang g. pada memberikan kesaksian yang katanya untuk menguatkan g tp nyatanya yang g rasain g berasa diserang krn g salah kl mundur. ini aneh. kalaupun g berenti ngajar bukan berarti g ninggalin keyakinan g atau Yesus. bukan juga karena g ga bersyukur untuk semua kebaikan yang g kecap selama ini. &lt;br /&gt;pelayanan adalah panggilan dan pilihan. pilihan kita untuk melayani karena didasari kerinduan. to be honest, kerinduan g adalah di pelayanan tambourine yang distop secara tiba2 oleh ibu gembala. pelayanan sekolah minggu g didasari dengan alasan yang salah, yaitu 1. ajakan teman; 2. krn g suka ma anak2.&lt;br /&gt;krn dasar yang salah, g rada kesulitan untuk ambil komitmen. di satu sisi lagi g berat ninggalin pelayanan sekolah minggu yang g ambil dari kelas 1 SMA. tapi di sisi lain semangat yang dulu pelan2 mulai ga ada. &lt;br /&gt;tp emang blum ada keputusan apapun. masih dalam pemikiran dan doa aja.&lt;br /&gt;pulang ke rumah dengan bt krn merasa "diserang" tadi. makan... istirahat...badan koq rasanya lebih ga enak. plus pusing lagi. gawat ni.. langsung nitip actifed + you c 1000 ke koko g...&lt;br /&gt;my big bear? ya seperti yang g duga jam 4 baru balik dari bogor.&lt;br /&gt;jam 6 masih kejebak macet.&lt;br /&gt;ga usa dateng ke rumah. berkali-kali g sms'in ky gt...krn buat apa?&lt;br /&gt;cape2 in aja...ketemu g juga paling 1 jem... g ga se worthy itu bwt dibela2in ketemu.&lt;br /&gt;dari bogor dy turun di kantor nya di gading. dari gading ke rumah g bisa 1 jem setengah. cuma ketemu 1 jem...trus dy plng ke rumahnya...1 jem juga. ya ampun capeee bangettt.&lt;br /&gt;jadi berkali2 g sms ke dy ga usa dateng. berkali2 juga dy bls ttp mo dateng. hehe touchy banget seh...&lt;br /&gt;ya akhirnya kesimpulannya ga dateng ke rumah g. sedih juga ga ketemu dalam minggu itu. tp apa boleh buat. dy pasti cape banget dan lagipula sabtu depan masih bisa ketemu...walaupun minggu nya ga bisa ketemu lantaran g ikut seminar. ya gpp lah...&lt;br /&gt;ya uda nonton aja deh g...&lt;br /&gt;pindah2 chanel e lumayan ada film toy story di global. hmmm lumayan lah nemenin g di minggu ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi asik2 nonton tb2 jem 7.30 dy tlp kasih kabar kalau dy uda nyampe.&lt;br /&gt;ya g blg "ya uda cepetan mandi..."&lt;br /&gt;"koq mandi? aq uda nyampe di depan rumah km..."&lt;br /&gt;hah?!&lt;br /&gt;kaget banget!!&lt;br /&gt;pas g kluar...yup he's there smiling at me...&lt;br /&gt;hiyakkkk giling!!! langsung ke rumah g dari bogor...!&lt;br /&gt;ampun deh ni anak makan apaan bebel banget uda dibilang ga usa dateng.&lt;br /&gt;tp ttp dateng... senyum-senyum... sambil garuk2 badannya gara2 alergi.&lt;br /&gt;hiihihi uda dikasih bedak ma minyak telon ttp gatel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SQcCSifDSiI/AAAAAAAAACo/yLs6CJRIjEY/s1600-h/Kiss+Wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SQcCSifDSiI/AAAAAAAAACo/yLs6CJRIjEY/s320/Kiss+Wallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262177207123659298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hah so sweet... ga bs kebilang deh senengnya hari itu. ga ada yang pernah ampe kaya gt ke g sebelumnya. well i told before i'm not that worthy enough to be threat special like that.&lt;br /&gt;but he did and always make me feel special. hah ...ga salah pilih deh g ;). &lt;br /&gt;seneng bangetttt... ya walaupun kasian juga seh dy ttp pulang mlm... pasti cape banget...&lt;br /&gt;tp yang jelas ya apa ya... ya seneng lah hahahaha... so happy banget. finally, i know for sure how he feel about me ;).&lt;br /&gt;tambah cinta deh ma big bear g hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;senin, 27 oktober '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm aneh...koq mlh g yang tepar sakit di rumah hikzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;aduh mami badan ester panasss !....hikzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-9157274124158935294?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/9157274124158935294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/10/touchy-momment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-7757197083051965996</id><published>2008-10-20T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T07:52:22.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my stupidity ...</title><content type='html'>it is just my feeling ...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SPyaak4OKRI/AAAAAAAAACg/vLj3zrhTWJU/s1600-h/Lori_Thomas_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SPyaak4OKRI/AAAAAAAAACg/vLj3zrhTWJU/s320/Lori_Thomas_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259248246228658450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or who am i that need to called stupid...&lt;br /&gt;everything going fine n perfect;&lt;br /&gt;but deep inside why i'm still wondering?&lt;br /&gt;and try to figure it out an answer.&lt;br /&gt;i feel i'm just the one who felt lucky and gratitude...&lt;br /&gt;i hope not... i know the answer is not like that...&lt;br /&gt;it's all just ruining in my head: i'm not that good enough...&lt;br /&gt;if there's a choice ...&lt;br /&gt;what would he gonna say...&lt;br /&gt;the same things that i wanna hear about, i hope&lt;br /&gt;i aware it's all only in my my mine... maybe&lt;br /&gt;my stupidity... perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;but i really need that certainty&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the day...&lt;br /&gt;but what about his wishes?&lt;br /&gt;would be changes?&lt;br /&gt;i know the answer is not like that...&lt;br /&gt;but once again...&lt;br /&gt;it's my stupidity feeling...&lt;br /&gt;i really don't want be like this day...&lt;br /&gt;because i know it's all just my stupidity...&lt;br /&gt;or me the one who being stupid this day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-so sad-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-7757197083051965996?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7757197083051965996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-stupidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/7757197083051965996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/7757197083051965996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-stupidity.html' title='my stupidity ...'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SPyaak4OKRI/AAAAAAAAACg/vLj3zrhTWJU/s72-c/Lori_Thomas_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-2945403450579198769</id><published>2008-10-10T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:09:30.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ah finally...</title><content type='html'>weekend again...&lt;br /&gt;one of my most favorite thing: WEEKEND...everybody will say agree with me wkwkwkwk..&lt;br /&gt;(bosen ga seh denger g declare trus betapa g suka weekend...halah norah emang g hahahaha).&lt;br /&gt;meskipun sekarang lagi di kantor...ngantuk ditambah perut kruyuk kruyuk... ttp harus semangat dunk di hari sabtu wkwkwkwkwk...&lt;br /&gt;kl sekarang seh pastinya tambah suka lagi...soalnya kl weekend jadwal ketemu ma honeybunny hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;ya kita emang terbentang jarak yang cukup jauh ;p... dy di jakarta barat, g masuk daerah tangerang...lumayan lah 45 menit-an...kalo macet bisa lebih ya...&lt;br /&gt;makanya kl ketemu di sabtu-minggu.&lt;br /&gt;kasian juga seh sebenarnya. pasti cape di jalan...jemput g dulu baru ke tempat ngdate apalagi kl tempatnya di daerah jak-tim, jak-sel...weleh cape. meskipun kl g tanya begitu, pasti dy bilangnya "ga koq, ga cape..." &lt;br /&gt;hmmm gimana ga cape, jaraknya ja-uhhh gt...&lt;br /&gt;belum lagi kalau g jalan-jalan ma temen-temen g di hari biasa after office hour, so far seh belum pernah absen untuk jemput dan nganterin g pulang ke rumah ;).&lt;br /&gt;frankly, for me, it's really touchy ;p...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SPNTqCeF_iI/AAAAAAAAACY/1fLblbXq4_8/s1600-h/Me+N%27+My+LoVeLy+(PAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SPNTqCeF_iI/AAAAAAAAACY/1fLblbXq4_8/s320/Me+N%27+My+LoVeLy+(PAN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256637171754204706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my life is happier because of him... ;)&lt;br /&gt;and to be honest, it's my first time to have a feeling being so protected (in a good way for sure!) and loved by a man ;). so far, he always can make me feel secure. so much caring from him... hmm nyaman di hati... nyaman juga di badannya yang empuk hihihihihi ;).&lt;br /&gt;and for the first also...with no doubt i finally can say the words... &lt;br /&gt;Dear, i do... love you so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, pagi kemarin g lagi jalan menunju kantor menyusuri indahnya perumahan puri di blkng kantor g. tiba-tiba mata g langsung syutttt: kakek-nenek lagi jalan (seperti nya mereka olahraga jalan di pagi hari) di daerah perumahan itu sambil berpegangan tangan. what?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm g rada kaget aja krn rasanya pemandangan seperti itu ya di indonesia? krn menurut g, orang indonesia ga se-ekpresif atau se-romantis orang luar negri. ditambah lagi dengan UU pornoaksi (/pornografi) yang (sorry to say) menurut g norak dan ga penting. ga jelas juga pointnya apa... ga penting lah.&lt;br /&gt;kehangatan yang sama seh setiap kali g liat nyokab dan bokap g dulu waktu jalan. setiap jalan juga gt pasti pegangan tangan, meskipun cuma jalan ke gereja hehehe. dan g selalu seneng seh kl ngedenger komentar org gereja g yang kagum ama kemesraan ortu g ;). sadly, i can't see it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;okay...balik ke topik kakek-nenek. apa ya...kayanya waktu g liat mereka...ky berasa freeze moment...pengen foto mereka tp nanti dijitak dan diledekin norak lagi ama mereka (padahal iya norak hehehe)...&lt;br /&gt;ya moga bisa seperti itu nanti...; grow old and be wiser with my mate ;)...&lt;br /&gt;amin...amin! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;be blessed,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-2945403450579198769?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2945403450579198769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/10/ah-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/2945403450579198769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/2945403450579198769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/10/ah-finally.html' title='ah finally...'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SPNTqCeF_iI/AAAAAAAAACY/1fLblbXq4_8/s72-c/Me+N%27+My+LoVeLy+(PAN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-806883876492426667</id><published>2008-09-29T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:22:15.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the one to be happy...</title><content type='html'>salah satu jingle lagu... lupa juga lagunya apa...tp kata-kata yang nyangkut ya itu ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's the one to be happy&lt;/span&gt;...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;senengnya kemaren kumpul ma temen2...meskipun ada juga yang ga dateng...tp ada 2 temen deket g yang akhirnya muncul tu batang hidungnya...hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;krn keterbatasan waktu dan banyaknya kesibukan (halah gaya banget! ;p), akhirnya beberapa orang memang susah ketemuan. beberapa kali kita jadwalin hang out bareng, tp susah ya kumpulin ampe semuanya kumpul. jadi g selalu bilang ma yang laen berapa aja yang hayo jalan!... krn kalau mo dikumpulin ampe semuanya kumpul susyee euy...dan bisa ga jalan-jalan kita jadinya...&lt;br /&gt;tp kmrn ga disang&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SOGn6Oqrh8I/AAAAAAAAACA/F8ZhKyUmz1o/s1600-h/many+many+foods....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SOGn6Oqrh8I/AAAAAAAAACA/F8ZhKyUmz1o/s320/many+many+foods....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251663259302070210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ka-sangka e mereka berdua dateng... miss her so much... one of my best friend at colleague! uda tiap hari ketemu ngbrol...makan siang ngobrol...dalam kuliah ngobrol ampe ditegur dosen-dosen (ups), sms'an/tlp juga...wah ga ada matinya deh kl uda ngbrol berdua. apa aja diobrolin! topik yang bobot sampe topik gokil atau rada dewasa (hmmm...no comment hahahaha) semuanya masuk campur ky gado-gado. blum lagi emang hobi kita sama, nonton n baca. jadi klop. kerja kelompok bareng...nyontek bareng (hmm...hehe)... wah miss that old moments. tp komunikasi kita memang terganggu beberapa tahun terakhir... g uda kerja ; dy sibuk dengan kegiatan gerejanya. jadi semakin susah ketemu dy nya. but like she said to me... she must choice n she choiced already...&lt;br /&gt;kalau akhirnya kemarin dy bisa ngluangin waktu plus 1 temen g lagi yang uda lama ga ketemu (&amp;amp; miss her too) bisa dateng wah g seneng ampe langsung share with my honey... hehe&lt;br /&gt;kumpulnya memang ga lama... tp kita uda sempet take a pic... ya what else can we do ... we all narcist ladies... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, next time there will be so many chances to hang out like yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love u ladies ... u'r the best!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SOGmwHsI08I/AAAAAAAAABw/cgfs-levtFY/s1600-h/love+u+all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SOGmwHsI08I/AAAAAAAAABw/cgfs-levtFY/s320/love+u+all.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251661986118816706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-1350325793868846139</id><published>2008-09-23T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:05:31.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first fight...silly fight... ;)</title><content type='html'>as a new couple...everything seems nice n going well...&lt;br /&gt;suddenly akhirnya dateng juga waktu yang ditunggu... our first fight ... hmm silly fight i think ;p...&lt;br /&gt;ya sebenarnya ga diharepin seh...&lt;br /&gt;tp ada yang bilang harus brantem ... buat bumbu hahaha norak ya...!&lt;br /&gt;ya senorak pertengkaran semalam sebenarnya ... masalah sepele sebenarnya. akibat salah ngomong ... g seh yang salah ngomong ... g juga yang salah ... tp akhiran nya malah dy yang harus ng'bujukin g yang ngambek selama 1 jam hahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;sweet banget ya...&lt;br /&gt;yup! lucky i have him... 'n i hope he feels the way i feel (o^-'0)...&lt;br /&gt;when i looked him deeply, i say thx in my heart to God for meeting our path...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, everything going well when the big time is coming ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SNjphAdqz8I/AAAAAAAAABo/eaYlPEHYVKc/s1600-h/Doggies+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SNjphAdqz8I/AAAAAAAAABo/eaYlPEHYVKc/s320/Doggies+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249202118969708482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-1350325793868846139?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1350325793868846139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-fightsilly-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1350325793868846139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1350325793868846139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-fightsilly-fight.html' title='first fight...silly fight... ;)'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SNjphAdqz8I/AAAAAAAAABo/eaYlPEHYVKc/s72-c/Doggies+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-5770476952195338279</id><published>2008-09-08T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:05:48.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the story begin ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;my book finally open...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;it was empty for long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;but now, i have a pen to write all my stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;it will begin with chapter two !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;yes, i will jump to chapter two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;because chapter one already done before i started to write...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;every single thing that happened to me, already close in chapter one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;so i will jump... try so hard to make a beautiful story... but with no ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;i bring my pen where ever my journey go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;what ever my heart feels and beats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;when ever my mind thinks with dancing thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;i will write it with my pen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;the story goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;the story begins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;it will be fun ... it's already nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;so far so good... so far seems perfect... with you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SMUsYYvSNlI/AAAAAAAAABg/5rrGvgf_Vjg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243646138612069970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SMUsYYvSNlI/AAAAAAAAABg/5rrGvgf_Vjg/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-5770476952195338279?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5770476952195338279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/09/story-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/5770476952195338279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/5770476952195338279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/09/story-begin.html' title='the story begin ...'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SMUsYYvSNlI/AAAAAAAAABg/5rrGvgf_Vjg/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-5023000130943854570</id><published>2008-08-15T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T10:19:29.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my fav post... so depth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;this was taken from maia Estianty' blog :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When a GIRL is quiet … millions of things are running in her mind. When a GIRL is not arguing … she is th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inking dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SKW46-BfvFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dIC1Xm7nEz4/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SKW46-BfvFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dIC1Xm7nEz4/s320/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234793465109265490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ply. When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions … she is wondering how long you will be around. When a GIRL answers ” I’m fine ” after a few seconds … she is not at all fine. When a GIRL s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tares at you … she is wondering why you are lying. When a GIRL lays on your chest … she is wishing for you to be hers forever. When a GIRL wants to see you everyday… she wants to be pampered. When a GIRL says ” I love you ” … she means it. When a GIRL says ” I miss you ” … no one in this world can miss you more than that. Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person …. Find a guy … who calls you beautiful instead of hot. who calls you back when you hang up on him. who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who … kisses your forehead. Wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats. Who holds your hand in front of his friends. Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you. Who turns to his friends and says, ” That’s her!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;love this post so much from the first time i read it. hmmm... yeah must find that kind of man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;, not BOY ;) ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;cheers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-5023000130943854570?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5023000130943854570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-fav-post-so-depth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/5023000130943854570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/5023000130943854570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-fav-post-so-depth.html' title='my fav post... so depth...'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SKW46-BfvFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dIC1Xm7nEz4/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-1726035098929605961</id><published>2008-08-13T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:47:14.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10th august</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i've got my result last saturday... fine! everything is ok. meskipun jujur sempet deg2an sampai kaki lemes waktu jalan ke ruang lab... tapi pas g buka, teng teng tenggggg... it's good ;) ...&lt;br /&gt;anyway... 10 agustus kemarin adalah ultah bokap... or i must say it WAS my pap's bday...&lt;br /&gt;g inget seh. dari bulan lalu g inget. entah kakak / nyak g lupa atau... tapi kayanya ga mungkin lupa juga. tp yang jelas ga ada 1 orang pun yang ungkit mengenai bday bokap. i'm sure the three of us still saving the pain in each heart. sakit karena kehilangan yang begitu mendadak. tp masing-masing dari kami memang ga pernah menunjukkan rasa kehilangan itu. semua dipendem sendiri. kecuali terkadang nyokab g pernah bertanya soal perasaan g pasca kematian bokap. g cuma diam karena jujur ga tau dari mana ngomong nya. dan tetap terasa susah buat g ungkapin perasaan yang "dalam" kaya gt. jadi pada akhirnya jawaban yang keluar dari mulut g untuk nyokab adalah "sudah lewat, ga perlu disedihin lagi krn papi sudah ada di tempat yang terbaik. yang harus pikirin adalah bagaimana kita melanjutkan hidup sebaik mungkin dan pastinya sesuai harapan papi."&lt;br /&gt;that's it...nyokab g diam dan sampai sekarang ga pernah ungkit-ungkit lagi. g tau pada saat itu maksud nyokab adalah bertukar pikiran. tp g ngerasa ga bisa bahas dengan siapapun, tmsk ke nyokab krn pastinya akan banjir air mata ;p. but everything is always in His line, so it must be the best thing for us. i really do think so. melihat bokap g yang kondisi fisik nya semakin lama semakin lemah, g juga sedih but again... g juga ga nunjukkin hal itu ke bokap. tp sekarang at least he's happy now so i'm grateful every single little thing that happened to me... ;)&lt;br /&gt;and finally... thx a lot God! love U so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be blessed&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-1726035098929605961?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1726035098929605961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/08/10th-august.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1726035098929605961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/1726035098929605961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/08/10th-august.html' title='10th august'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-6188377876807774057</id><published>2008-08-07T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:20:41.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;wah besok weekend...&lt;br /&gt;i should be happy n go out tomorrow. tapi g harus ambil sesuatu hal yang urgent. semoga semuanya baik2 saja. seminggu terakhir penuh dengan kecemasan mengenai kesehatan diri g sendiri. setengah lega pada saat g checked up dan dokter bilang ga ada masalah apapun, dalam arti semua sehat. tp akhirnya dokter berhenti senyum sambil meneruskan pemeriksaan. akhirnya masuk lah ke lab untuk diperiksa lebih lanjut dan besok hasilnya akan keluar. agak worry tapi dalam hati ada secerca keyakinan that everything will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;seminggu terakhir ini juga g lebih sibuk di kantor. positifnya, g lebih ngrasa happy ngjalanin hari2 g. memang lelah. tp pointnya adalah g ga terlalu fokus sama kecemasan g dan lebih puas aja kl lagi sibuk. seharian di kantor akan lebih klop dan semangat kalau qt di tengah-tengah kesibukan. untungnya g enjoy sama kerjaan g... justru waktu lagi ga ada tugas, waduhhh bener2 bosan.&lt;br /&gt;anyway g recently baru saja melahap filosofi kopi karangan dee. nice book to read. enak banget...gaya bahasa yang "tinggi" tapi di sisi lain mudah dicerna. sambil baca sambil mengagumi cara penulisan dee yang apa ya...seolah-olah kata2 ngalir gitu aja...dan dee bisa membuat pembacanya "masuk" ke tulisannya ! good writer!&lt;br /&gt;di buku itu ada tulisan yang paling g suka adalah filosofi kopi. seseorang yang jadi barista dan benar2 mendalami pekerjaannya seolah-olah pekerjaannya itu adalah nafas buat dy. jadi bukan sekedar pekerjaan lagi. dy keluar negri untuk belajar bikin kopi dan berhasil meramu kopi yang enak banget. sampai suatu ketika, dy sadar kalau ia melupakan esensi dari kopi tersebut. kopi tetap kopi...dengan rasa yang khas. cukup dinikmati kesederhanaannya. ya...setidaknya itu seh yang g tangkep intinya ;-). mungkin lebih luas lagi artinya kalau dihubungkan dengan kebiasaan qt yang kadang juga memaksakan sesuatu hal. mungkin di satu sisi qt terlalu bersemangat sama pekerjaan atau seseorang atau apapun. terlalu exited mengubah segala sesuatunya dengan mengatas namakan agar menjadi lebih baik lagi. tapi kadang kita suka lupa esensi atau inti dari pekerjaan kita atau apapun. kita hidup berusaha selalu menjadi yang terbaik. life is changes! i quite agree with that quote. buat perubahan supaya lebih baik... tapi sebenarnya dimana atau apa seh definisi lebih baik?&lt;br /&gt;ga bisa ditakar seh... ga pernah bakal bisa karena ada kalimat yang bunyinya jangan pernah cepat puas. jadi lebih sulit lagi deh takar better life...semua terus menerus banting tulang demi kehidupan yang katanya dan harus menjadi lebih baik. bagus seh tp ga semua orang akhirnya bahagia. cemas dan khawatir malah iya. kaya filosofi kopi itu tadi, qt jadi lupa esensi hidup.&lt;br /&gt;hidup mo itu simple...sama seperti kopi... pahit! tp nikmatnya jangan ditanya ;p. nikmati hidup saja... kl duka, nikmati duka itu...suka, nikmati juga. nikmati kesederhanaannya seperti kopi. just lay back for a minute and take a deep breath of our life and say gratitude and we'll be satisfied of life... dan terlebih lagi besok weekend ;p...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be blessed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;add sugar and cream, taste the a nice coffee of our life...&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-6188377876807774057?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6188377876807774057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/08/almost-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/6188377876807774057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/6188377876807774057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/08/almost-weekend.html' title='almost weekend'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-4006739268130940724</id><published>2008-07-18T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:05:49.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices, would u be happy or sad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dari kemarin, jujur, bt. ngerasa hidup ga balance ... ky ada sumtink wrong ni... feel like insecure right now...in all aspect of my life... wah! sounds desperate, right? hahaha... ga juga seh sebenarnya. tp yang g rasain emang saat ini seperti itu. ada kebiasaan dari dulu, kalo terlalu cape/ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a hal yang dipikirin, biasa jadi ga bisa tidur nih. kaya malam ini. dan mungkin krn kebiasaan bikin tugas sampe mlm menjelang pagi, g lebih ngerasa aja otak lebih encer n produktif euy hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;yeah i feel tire too...thank God not yet exhausted. kalau lagi di situasi yang g kasih judul "insecure" kaya gini, g selalu ingat sama salah satu crita chicken soup for the soul. crita ttg seorang pria yang selalu ceria dan positif; bahkan pada waktu dy terkena peluru nyasar, dy tetap bisa mempertahankan sikap yang positif itu sampai bisa buat dokter2 yang nolongin dy tertawa. hebat ya! dari crita itu, g sadar kita tuh selalu dikasih pilihan2. jadi kita bisa menentukan pilihan. kadang pilihan menjadi susah banget didapat karena memang banyak area abu2... "kalau dewasa, km akan ngerti ada pilihan abu2; bukan hitam dan putih lagi." kalimat itu dulu sering banget g denger waktu kecil. hey ! knapa ga mencoba berpikir simple...like a little child. mungkin kedengarannya naif dan memang naif ke arah silly i think. tapi coba deh, kalau kita bisa mempersempit menjadi 2 pilihan, why not?&lt;br /&gt;misal, mulai dari hal yang paling simple, bangun pagi: 2 pilihan, mau sedih atau bahagia? orang yang dicritakan dalam chicken soup tadi selalu milih happy. dy sudah ambil keputusan itu... dan dy lakukan... dan berhasil. orang2 di sekelilingnya bahagia, sekalipun dy sedang kesakitan karena peluru nyasar itu. hebat ya?!&lt;br /&gt;tp memang susah seperti itu. mempertahankan sikap positif. g &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sendiri masih banyakkkk banget yang harus dipelajari dari sikap positif. sedikit ironisnya, sebagai lulusan psikologi, g merasa belum bisa mempraktekkan sikap positif itu.&lt;br /&gt;kita mungkin harus banyak say thanks sama Tuhan kalau kehidupan qt lagi serasa di ujung tanduk. krn memang dari masalah, selalu ada jalan keluar. ada hal... banyak hal malah yang bisa dipetik dari masalah.&lt;br /&gt;balik lagi ke pertanyaan awal: "be happy or sad?"&lt;br /&gt;pilih mana? tergetar seh pilih happy ... tp lagi sad euy hahaha... susye ni kayanya. contohnya, 2 hari terakhir ini. pagi g uda mutusin, mo happy. ternyata sore nya ada sumtink di kantor yang bikin hari g rusak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hari ini balik lagi... happy deh pokoknya. sorenya rusak lagi... tambah rusak hari g gr2 ga dapet batman dan akhirnya krn uda cape ngantr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i, g n temen g pilih film meet dave... waduh film apa seh itu....!!! lucu kagak...rada jayus and weird seh kl kata g. pulang cuma berasa cape aja. ga enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tp g emang lagi "paksa" diri g untuk pilih happy setiap pagi harinya... krn jujur, g punya masalah ma yang namanya bangun pagi hahahaha... g ngerasa perjuangan besar bangun pagi dan walhasil rada bad mood hahaha. plus belajar (smoga bisa) lebih sabar, bijak lagi nanggepin semua hal yang terjadi...&lt;br /&gt;like one of my favorite quote said :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SIDWdheBFcI/AAAAAAAAABI/93m6cfDIz5w/s1600-h/RAIN1.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SIDWdheBFcI/AAAAAAAAABI/93m6cfDIz5w/s320/RAIN1.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224411370438596034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" to life...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we blame more than understand...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life is actually not to live the days we love...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but to love the days we live ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;be blessed,&lt;br /&gt;cheers ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-4006739268130940724?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4006739268130940724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/07/choices-would-u-be-happy-or-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/4006739268130940724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/4006739268130940724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/07/choices-would-u-be-happy-or-sad.html' title='choices, would u be happy or sad?'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SIDWdheBFcI/AAAAAAAAABI/93m6cfDIz5w/s72-c/RAIN1.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-4654245564909846553</id><published>2008-07-12T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:05:49.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>at my nice lazy saturday ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;it's saturday !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;ouw i love saturday .... hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;pasti banyak yang setuju sama kalimat tadi kan? yup sabtu adalah hari yang paling menyenangkan! setelah 5 kerja...akhirnya istirahat. walaupun kadang2 suka gawe di hari sabtu (jarang seh ;p), tetep aja buat g sabtu itu menyenangkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;dari jaman g masih kecil, g uda suka hari sabtu karena bokap g libur di hari sabtu. walaupun kadang cuma di rumah seharian, cuma nonton tv, ngobrol ... but it was very good at that time. yup i had this kind relationship with my dad. i was very close with him. and frankly, i'm still wondering why that bond broke exactly when i get older. ga pernah berantem seh ... but suddenly bam ! just like that, g jadi ga tau harus ngomong apa ma bokap g.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;ketika remaja, ngerasa seh jauh dari bokap. padahal dulu waktu kecil lengket melekat bagaikan lem UHU (ups komersial hehehe). kejauhan g n bokap bukan cuma g aja yang sadar. nyokab, kakak, and even my dad sadar dan sedih sama perubahan ini. kadang kalo lagi nonton berdua sama bokap di rumah, ga ngomong sama sekali atau kalau ngobrol pun kebanyakan cuma bokap g yang angkat suara dan g cuma dengerin nasehat, crita, filsafat hidupnya yang ga bosen2 dy ulang dan ga pernah bosen juga g dengerin petuahnya itu. yah i'm so grateful punya bokap yang bijak seperti itu. that's why i have no difficulty picturing JC as my Dad, becoz of my dad ;0).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;sedih emang... yang tersedih adalah g ga pernah melakukan sesuatu untuk memperbaiki hubungan yang tiba2 jauh itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;tiba saat graduation g, bokap bangga banget ama g. buat dy predikat "lulusan terbaik di fakultas" adalah prestasi dan kebanggaan buat dy. walaupun buat g, predikat itu aga "memalukan." wong g kepilih jadi lulusan terbaik dari 2 orang di fakultas g hahahaha ... iya waktu g diwisuda, dari fakultas g baru g dan teman g yang lulus hahahahaha ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;but i think JC has "something" in His mind. put me as best graduation in my faculty b'cos it was His miracle to me so i can give my dad a gift ... a last gift. yup at november 8, 2007, my father, my very very beloved father ... passed away b'cos of illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SHh_k30tvrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/j7ReSJaaRko/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SHh_k30tvrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/j7ReSJaaRko/s320/family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222064039373160114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;God ! untuk pertama kalinya, baru g ngerasa ungkapan "dunia runtuh" di hadapan g. ga pernah kebayang bokap g meninggal secepatnya itu.  bokap g meng-highlight tujuan hidupnya adalah mengantarkan kakak g sampe sarjana. dan ternyata beliau bisa mengantarkan g juga sampai ke sarjana yang buatnya adalah suatu mujizat dan karunia dari JC. dan pernah bilang, "tugas papi di dunia ini uda slesai dan kalau JC mau panggil, papi siap." dan ... it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;i'm so thankful to JC b'cos He let me graduated before He called my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;the pain is still in my heart. mau sampe kapan pun tetep akan berasa "kosong" di hati g. untungnya g masih sempet lihat dan membisikkan kata "i really love u, dad" persis sebelum dy meninggal... and i really love him ... and really miss him so badly ... i really do miss him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;but thank God, g punya mama dan kakak yang terbaik. g punya kelompok di gereja yang solid, pendeta yang sangat baik, and finally friends yang bener2 kaya malaikat. ngjaga g and never let me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;hidup ... susah euy ! tahun ini bener2 g ngerasa berat nglangkah. banyak hal yang dipikirin. tp banyak ... terlalu banyak yang buat g ngerasa bersyukur. i'll try do my best and be best even with all my flaws and down falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;so enjoy saturday, people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;be blessed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;cheers ! ;0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-4654245564909846553?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4654245564909846553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/07/at-my-nice-lazy-saturday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/4654245564909846553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/4654245564909846553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/07/at-my-nice-lazy-saturday.html' title='at my nice lazy saturday ...'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SHh_k30tvrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/j7ReSJaaRko/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588229616922629683.post-265998352041048256</id><published>2008-07-10T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:05:49.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SHiDnQ8qIGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PLrgSRjP5WA/s1600-h/455844-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222068478523613282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SHiDnQ8qIGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PLrgSRjP5WA/s320/455844-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SHiDnQ8qIGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PLrgSRjP5WA/s1600-h/455844-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;i have a wonderful life all this time ...&lt;br /&gt;of course there so many up and down ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;the beatiful day and the hardest day ...&lt;br /&gt;but although the hardest day comes in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;still ... so many nice thing to be grateful !&lt;br /&gt;God is so good by giving this life ...&lt;br /&gt;yap ! i feel blessed every second of my beautiful nice life ...!&lt;br /&gt;so i put every effort to live this life ...&lt;br /&gt;bcos it costs every penny of happiness !&lt;br /&gt;be blessed ...&lt;br /&gt;be cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588229616922629683-265998352041048256?l=esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/feeds/265998352041048256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-life-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/265998352041048256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588229616922629683/posts/default/265998352041048256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esterlitawijaya.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-life-is-good.html' title='My life is good'/><author><name>Esterlita Oey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795448655460199452</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/_aliFnLWCaDY/S9GF1Ldub8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/rT57DZGFlkM/S220/IMG00632-20091008-2259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aliFnLWCaDY/SHiDnQ8qIGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PLrgSRjP5WA/s72-c/455844-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
