tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19403161300209195992024-03-06T15:32:05.868+07:00The Screaming SilenceLife issues in Indonesia, technology, health information, interesting stories, and a mean to shareDer Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.comBlogger110125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-74883599878505623632015-05-20T15:34:00.003+07:002015-05-20T18:07:08.910+07:00Blackers' Best Sunday on EDFL Copa 2015 Qualifying Stage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Everyone in the EDFL must know how great Da Blackers are. How superior the team, how qualified the squad, how many records they've made are things undeniable in the league. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Refering to those facts, people will easily come up with Da Blackers in their mind when they're asked about the champion of this year's EDFL copa holder.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">However, surprisingly Da Blackers faced their worst nightmare on last </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Proceeding to the second half, minus their Captain Aristya David "The Potato Man" DaBlackers found it was so difficult to creep into The Strangers area. But slowly the game looked to be </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">taken by this time currently best team. Dablackers could score couple of goals, equalize the score and made the game even more interesting with both teams drilled their attacking efforts. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Unlucky for the Black squad, running out of breath and finding it was so difficult to net the ball, the Strangers stole a goal from a blind side (was it? I a bit dramatize it :P)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Final whistle sounded, DaBlackers home pointless, but they still go to the next round. The result would have been different if the long missing Stranger Petrus Gone Wrong came into the game. Better for The Strangers? no, but worse for them. With his unnamed acrobatic (but sometime useless :p) tricks, this will be a noticeable hole DaBlackers would constantly be aware on. Maybe sometimes his acrobatic aims created a hole in the deffense, but his long absence does make hole in the League's entertaining side.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">An exclusive interview with DaBlackers deffender, he revealed that he was a bit dissapointed when </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">his team seemed to underestimate the opponent. Yet he was then so pleased with his team's return, with the game, with the Strangers, with the great fight they gave. "Not a good result, but a great fight. This one I call as a TRUE FUN" he added.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><u><i>** gramatical errors and inapropriate dictions might be here and there, revision inputs are appreciated.</i></u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><u><i>** no aim to offend anyone, some are just jokes</i></u></span></div>
Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-55662239270796035962015-04-10T15:06:00.000+07:002015-04-10T15:06:06.267+07:00Mi Familia; Destined Inevitable Bond<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I stumble to a footballer quote when the idea to be back posting in this rusty blog come. This footballer is not my idol, but the quote does touch the heart, saying this way "If we can't help our family, who are we going to help??"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Regardless the quote is really from this footballer, but in my personal opinion this sentence is meaningful. Let's start with the narrower scope of what's so called as family, which is our main family, the core root where we were born. If we can be honest with our </span></div>
<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">own self, we will not be able to calculate how much we have owed to our family, in this case parents. No matter how bad they are, how they have "created" and bring us to life and live this world is something so worthy and priceless. Well, we might say "I did not ask to be born here.", but can we deny the fact that we are now here, alive? Even to those parents who abandon thir child for certain reasons, the child still have to be thankful for the chance given to live. The chance to taste the sweets as well as the bitters of this life. Yes, perhaps in this circumstance the thankfulness is different from those who are raised in a complete and loving family, but they still have to even if it's just as big as mustard seed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Back to the quotation, to help the family. I maybe sometimes have wrongly perceive the understanding of being helpful. But from the beginning I have my own priority of where to put my efforts in providing help or assistance. When some people prefer to be busy building what so called as egoistic community of friendship, I would prefer mingle doing random stuff or nothing in the family. I don't mean to say that those "stupid" friendships are useless, but rather than to put more efforts in setting where the priority is and when the timing is. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Going broader in the understanding of a family, we may find people whom we have considered as family eventhough we actually don't have blood bond. This one will remain unexplained how. This will not happen to all of the people we meet or know, but only a few of them. In this case, many of us sometimes are too kind so that we wrongly put our priority to set our effort and time to provide help. We focus to those who is actually far in bond, while there are actually those near us who also need our time. Explicitly saying, we often look so kind to those we meet on the street, but neglecting the near ones.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To close with, maybe we need to re-think where we have started to put our effort on. Whether we have put our family as our first priority or random people just for the sake of popularity. On top of all, any wise and good saying or quotation is only bull shit without deeds. And honestly, this is the hardest part in current life, where we are exposed to freedom to share anything, where "share" button plays important role in changing and confusing our thoughts. The footballer is not one of my favorites, but I believe he is one of your idol. Here is the man along with the meaningful quote:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jd_kQq8w1kM" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Youtube</a>, Google's online video site, is always interesting to visit. Yes, from this site you can view/watch whatever video you desire. Sport, technology, news, and many more. Dropping by at <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jd_kQq8w1kM" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Youtube</a>, I found an interesting video about some idioms/English expressions which are adapted from some other languages. Here, I want to share some of them with you. Please have a look.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">1. Work your socks off<br />Originally from : U.K<br />Meaning : You work very very hard<br /><br />2. Pulling your leg<br />Originally from : Australia<br />Meaning : Joking<br /><br />3. Always stay on the ball<br />Originally from : German<br />Meaning : Stay focus<br /><br />4. You were born on your feet<br />Originally from : Spain<br />Meaning : You have amazing luck<br /><br />5. You have a clean account<br />Originally from : Poland<br />Meaning : You play a perfect game<br /><br />6. I take my hat off to you<br />Originally from : Japan<br />Meaning : I admire your effort<br /><br />7. You are so pretty, it made a bang<br />Originally from : Canton<br />Meaning : You are so pretty<br /><br />8. Don't make an elephant out of a fly<br />Originally from : Russia<br />Meaning : Don't worry too much<br /><br />9. You're a cat whiskers<br />Originally from : UK<br />Meaning : You're just perfect<br /><br />10. Our relationship is very iron<br />Originally from : Mandarin<br />Meaning : Our relationship is very strong<br /><br />11. YOur personality is as wide as ocean<br />Originally from : Korea<br />Meaning : You have a great personality<br /><br />12. YOu're as good as bread<br />Originally from : Italia<br />Meaning : You are a very good person<br /><br />13. Ginger enough!<br />Originally from : Canton<br />Meaning : You are so brave<br /><br />14. YOu're like a fish in the sea<br />Originally from : France<br />Meaning : You look very comfortable in the surrounding<br /><br />15. You're dripping honey<br />Originally from : Greece<br />Meaning : You are very sweet person<br /><br />16. You have a lively blood<br />Originally from : Arab<br />Meaning : You have a great sense of humor<br /><br />17. You're gold handed<br />Originally from : Greece<br />Meaning : You do everything perfectly</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">##NOTE: I also posted it in my other blog: <a href="http://wadiarso.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">English Exercise</a></span></div>
Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-30785630862392143172013-05-06T14:51:00.000+07:002013-05-06T14:52:43.470+07:00Believe;Shall This Be A Reason For Hatred & Disintegration?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">It was Sunday, and I just woke up since I had my obligation and a call from God to be gratitude and congregate to worship HIM.Not because I have to, but rather because I need to. Going to the bathroom to take a shower, my mother told me that a relative passed away early that morning. A relative who live apart from our town.Therefore mother went to the funeral in the afternoon.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">It was Saturday, weekend. Like usual, I returned home just to drop my ass enjoying the free days at home.I was sitting in the living room while soaking the clothes to be washed.In the midst of my wait,Mom told me that our last few weeks-passed away relative's family were protested by the people in their surrounding for burying their family in the public cemetery in that surrounding.Why?I was shocked when my mother revealed the reason. "Because our relative embraced different believe, unlike mostly people there."In this point, I remained silent.I was just wondering why the sort of thing must happen.Why must make a confrontation over buried dead body?Ironically, the protests were done 4 days after the funeral.Does it make sense to re-take the decaying corpse and move it to another cemetery?finally, a week after the funeral the corpse was moved to another cemetery.In where the people could accept.<br />Personally I blame no one, but I just don't understand those people's thought(maybe,never I will). I suppose, if they could not accept people with different believe to be buried in their surrounding, why not refuse from the beginning, before the dead was buried?If there's no room for the minor, maybe we shall walk in the law of the nature.That is: the minors are to be oppressed.</span></span></div>
Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-51902779037982817962012-11-09T11:17:00.000+07:002015-05-20T17:47:03.803+07:00The Meaningful Whisper from Cesar Millan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Cesar Millan, a name that was noone and I never heard before until a few days ago I stumbled in youtube.com seeing a fantastic video by this man. Cesar Millan, a dog wisperer from an unknown place (for I am not interested to date him. Therefore I do not seek his address :D). Actually I first heard the story about the dog whisperer from my brother a few months ago. He told me that there was a cable tv program broadcasting about how someone could tame dogs, no matter how fierce the dog was. My brother shared that there was one scene when the Whisperer stare at</div>
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After several months, I just knew that my girlfriend also like this TV program. Shame on me, for I had never seen the program by my own due to our TV was just local TV. I shared the story that my brother told me about the dog whisperer with my girlfriend, she knew better about it indeed(I reckon). Listening to some more stories, I became more curious, how good the program was.<br />
Well, coincidentally when I was feeling bored in my work place a couple weeks ago, I dropped by on youtube.com. Trying to watch some music performance, there was a displayed video with dog picture as the cover. Clicking this video, I watched it carefully and paying attention. I just realized that the video was part of the TV program that my brother and girlfriend had told me before. At that time, the video I watched was about what Cesar Millan did to tame a very fierce pit bull. I was just WOWing when I saw him stare at the fierce pit bull, and then the pit bull started to calm. From that time on, I began to drive addiction to this man. Almost everytime I visit youtube.com, I try to find a video of this guy. I love how he educate the dogs. He mentioned that dogs need to be taught how to behave in a good manner. It is essential to proclaim who's the boss infront of this pet. We can consider them as a friend or member of the family, but never forget that they're animal that need education. Watching Cessar Millan's video, I became more interested with dogs. What came to my mind was:" Can my village dogs be trained to be that way??". In addition, being a dog whisperer seemed to be a great and interesting profession. :D<br />
Relating to the obedience and how polite some dogs are, it is pathetic to see some people who behave just not better than dogs. People have brain, but some just use them as a mean to find excuse for the mistake they made, some others could not behave politely and wisely compare to the trained dogs do. Lastly, some people are not more loyal than a dog. And this is an irony. Anyway, I would share some photos of my dogs down here. Please have a look. ;)<br />
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This is Puii. I adopted from a friend. Unfortunately he was stolen while he was playing. A faithful, funny and obedient dog.<br />
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This is Molly, a good house keeper. A friend gave me. He died when he was dating his girlfriend, poisoned. So sad..<br />
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These are Choky and Chiky, our current dogs. I say that they are our Mom's last children,hahaha...<br />
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Chiky and Choky now, they love to slip out and playing around the neighborhood. They also like sunbathing in our front yard, :D<br />
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Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com40tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-81631314193460813072012-11-08T10:22:00.003+07:002015-05-20T17:49:15.810+07:00Between Angels and Insects<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I usually add all the songs I have in my winamp when I'm turning my laptop on. Yes, because I cannot stay in a (too) quiet environment when I'm doing my work or even just relaxing myself.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Between Angels and Insects is one of my favorite songs that randomly played in my playlist these days. A song by Papa Roach, a new wave rock band from America(I reckon). I bet some of you have known or familiar with this song and its video clip. Presenting the band playing the song while cockroach crawling over their body</span></div>
<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and venue (even coming out from Jacoby Sadixx's, vocalist, mouth). Yucks!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Cockroach is one of the most disgusting animal for me. If I am asked what animal I hate most, I would firmly say that it is cockroach. Why? Because I have disgusting experience with this animal. It is true that they're looking clean and shinny even though they're never taking a shower, but try to sniff the smell, uuuggghhhh...!!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Once, I was home from work starving. I had some food put in a plastic (crackers, if I am not mistaken). Seeing the crackers on the table while starving was like seeing water while suffering from thirst. I quickly grasped the plastic, took some crackers and ate it. At that time, while I was having some crackers inside my mouth, I smelled something odd. Guess what, a shinny cockroach was also enjoying the crackers inside the plastic. Damn !! at all of sudden my stomach was like being struck by thunder. I was about to vomit, and finally went to the bathroom spilling all of the food inside my mouth out. From that time on, I declare war with cockroach.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Anyway, some people might behave like cockroach. Look clean and shinny outside but rotten, smelly and disgusting inside. Therefore, in my personal conclusion related with the song Between Angels and Insects, I think that the song also tells that there's no way to compare angels and insects. They're two contrast parties. Holiness and purity compared with rotten and dirt related things are just nonsense. The video clip also shows how this sort of disgust being disliked. Well, no man (I guess) would agree and like any pretended action or look, similar with how the band express in the song.</span><br />
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Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-5574841469179559162012-11-07T10:52:00.000+07:002015-04-10T13:20:34.463+07:00Between Compassionate and Commiserating<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There are absurd and ambiguities in this world and believe that many would misunderstand and prefer to live under fake comforts. Like lust and love, two seemingly inseparable desires that some people just cannot easily conclude. Shane would be able to understand that there will always be lust inside love.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Though, love is not in all lusts.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Undergoing times, I seem to understand that I was indeed commiserating. Shame, for I was not (yet) able to explain how </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">pathetic one's view, characters and life. I was simply trying to bring one out of the dark past. Lifting from a "unique" past, characters and explosive circumstances. Mistake was mine, for I was thinking that it would take not that <span style="font-size: small;">long to convert one's lif</span>e which has been dwelled for about 96% of one's life. At this point, I remembered the saying that "there's no instant change in converting character".</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Frankly speaking, I had never (yet) found anything reasonable to stay in a lifetime dwell indeed, except of my aim to build a better response, characters and sensitivity of one's,I was staying commiserating her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Unfortunately, truth explained and revealed everything sooner than I had expected before. The pathetic facts were finally revealed when betrayal emerged. Nothing I regret, but my efforts during those certain times were in vain. Well, what can I say if not letting and hoping that there would be a better whisperer who could lead to a softer-tamer condition and stronger independence. The next pathetic thing was that all the spoken seemed to be only swallowed flawlessly and had never been said. Hoping that one else could better believe words from one who had done such thing. Though, believe that every normal man would surely question that sort of personality and had happened fact. I therefore try to be always careful in what I say when I promise someone.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Words and deeds are surely need to be always synchronized to keep trust alive.Conclusion is that your commiseration and good aim do not always bring good to you. But when aim is good, why bother?</span></div>
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Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-24755773454761986032012-10-25T16:40:00.001+07:002012-10-25T16:47:11.123+07:00Build Me Up, Break Me Down<br />
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I suppose that some people don't know what the title is going to suggest. Well, I'm kind of poetic<i>,</i> right? Actually, this comes from Dream Theater (an American Progressive Rock band)'s song title from the album A Dramatic Turn Of Events. During this recent days, this song keeps playing in my random winamp playlist. Great song emerges by itself on the list, perhaps. First of all, let's check on the complete lyric of the song (I wrote it while I was listening, and took some from <a href="http://metrolyrics.com/"><i>metrolyrics.com</i></a>).</div>
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Today, I will be a savior,<br />
Tomorrow a demon.<br />
You crave my erratic behavior<br />
And watch my every move.<br />
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Obsession at all costs,<br />
You'll be the death of me.<br />
Broken and torn apart,<br />
Why can't you let me be?<br />
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You build me up, you break me down<br />
Until I'm falling to pieces.<br />
I crash and burn, I never learn,<br />
I'm your guilty addiction.<br />
Build me up! <br />
Break me down!<br />
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Today, a savior,<br />
Tonight, I am the new messiah you deify.<br />
When I'm no longer desired,<br />
I'll be crucified.<br />
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The one who's free from sin,<br />
The first to cast the stone.<br />
Fighting the fear within,<br />
I won't be left alone.<br />
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You build me up, you break me down<br />
Until I'm falling to pieces.<br />
The price I pay to live this way,<br />
And the fantasy stays alive.<br />
I can't live up, I can't let down<br />
And leave you falling to pieces.<br />
I crash and burn, I never learn,<br />
I'm your morning obsession.<br />
Build me up! <br />
Break me down!<br />
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(I will be your savior)<br />
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You build me up, you break me down<br />
Until I'm falling to pieces.<br />
The price I pay to live this way,<br />
And the fantasy stays alive.<br />
I can't live up, I can't let down<br />
And leave you falling to pieces.<br />
I crash and burn, I never learn,<br />
Your iconic fixation.<br />
Build me up! <br />
Break me down!<br />
Build me up! <br />
Break me down!<br />
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First thing that came into my mind when I first listened to the song was that Dream Theater has had certain changes in their music. The band still has the main core of the music pattern, but there are changes (may be more distortion in the guitars). I can hardly explain as I am not a musician. Back to the song "Build Me Up, Break Me Down", I think that this song is such an anger expression. Why? First thing that might be possible for this conclusion is the music (distortion, beat and tempo). Going further, the lyrics might also tell that there's disappointment. From the title and the phrase of the refrain, we could see that the subject is kind of being forsaken <i>(Until I'm falling to pieces.). </i>There seems to be something promised for the subject but then he gets nothing but disappointment of being forsaken and torn apart into pieces. Ironically, there seems to be no one(including the one expected) to save him. Regression is in him now, for not learning from the previous experiences <i>"I crash and burn, I never learn,".</i> Though, he has to be strong and responsible for the consequences come to him for having trusted and relied to the wrong one (the untrustworthy ally) <i>"The price I pay to live this way,". </i>Well, that's what I could find from the song (for now), suppose you have better understandings, please spit them in the comment box.</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">It's just gonna be a random post. Writing this during my boredom between the busy working hour. Well, flow and words might be inappropriate, but this is just a piece of story anyway.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">I was on my way to work this
morning (October 24, 2012) when I saw a cat crossed the street and caused a mom fell from her
motorcycle.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">Today, I departed for work
from my home in my hometown as the house is empty because my parents are in
Bali to visit my siblings. Therefore, I have to take care of all the pets at
home; dogs, birds, fish.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">When I was about to reach my
work place, on the way, I saw a cat was
running across the street about 20 meters in my front. There were some other
motorcycle riders in front of me. At that time. I was. Thinking"it can
cause accident. If the cat happen. To cross the street". At a blink of eye
after the thought came across my head,
the cat was suddenly running across the street. I mid-aged mom was shocked seeing the cat had
already on her front wheel. She(I think)tried to avoid hitting the cat. Though,
this caused her to fall from her motorcycle. Her face hit the road(not very
hard,I reckon) but enough to cause her lips bleeding. Ironically, there was
nothing happen to the cat.it ran away right after being hit. Hence, did the cat
really have 7 souls??</span></span></div>
Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com3Jalan Darat Tempel, Semarang 50177, Indonesia-6.9666667 110.4166667-7.2187977000000005 110.1008097 -6.7145357 110.73252369999999tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-26878302771691969342012-08-02T17:02:00.002+07:002012-08-02T17:03:23.410+07:00What Doesn't Kill Me Makes Me Stronger<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Despair, who has never felt the sort of thing? Despair can be caused by many kinds of things; life confusion, distress, love and some other causes you may know better. Me myself, I have also in this kind of situation. A few months ago, to be precised. In seek of future secret, jobless, and certain inner turbulence that troubled me most (unwritten). I'm always seen to be a strong person, yes I am. I manage despair not long, like I always do.</div>
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I was accepted in the new work-place a few</div>
<a name='more'></a>months ago, at the same time I also had come mind-consuming things to be thought and handled. True, I was down, low to the bottom. But who can see my down-phase?? None.<br />
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Doing new job, I was suffering from such a distress. No sufficient training, no one to ask, no accurate and concise order brought me into a phase that I had to damn my new job. #Deenncchhh.</div>
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I viewed the tasks given as burdens. Yes, I did. Since there were things I had to learn on my own.from blind to be nocturnal, unable what's actually clear became able to see what's difficult to be seen (I reckon). </div>
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I felt empty when my thought were still being haunted by my inner turbulence (still,in certain times indeed). Though, I am working on building my path into a betterment. What has happened is just a history, the good one is to be remembered and the bad one is none. I (we all) could not only focus on our past. Like when we are driving, we sometimes see the mirror, and it's just to remind whether there is thread from behind. Though we'll crash when we see the mirror too long, don't we? The same thing in life, we have to see more forward, not backward. Imagine the regret, then we'll do our utmost in our present chances (including doing some nonsense). But when thing is just stuck, take a breath and see if you have to knock another door.</div>
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Therefore, WHAT DOES NOT KILL ME MAKES ME STRONGER !!</div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-47061176932723312352012-05-19T10:40:00.001+07:002012-05-19T10:42:33.804+07:00Marco & Sabrina; Distance's Deeds and When Good Feelings Do Bad<br />
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The air and breeze were so fresh
that morning. The morning when Marco had to undergo a new phase and stage of
his life. Life seemed so great when at last he could manage resign from his
hectic and time-consuming job. A decision that finally spilled out after some
times of doubtful months. New year, new step, new hope and new struggle; those
words were appropriate to figure what was in Marco’s mind.</div>
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Coming up with the decision, this
meant that he would also be apart with Sabrina, who had been with him for
nearly two years (officially). Marco realized that this distance might somehow
be a problem for them both. Distance; builds the feeling of missing and
strengthens relationship but could also be a factor that would bring into
misunderstanding and lead to a serious situation for them both. Marco was quite
aware about that. Concerning this, he told Sabrina about this possibility, and
she seemed to be understand as she nodded her head.</div>
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The first month was quite “fun”
for Marco. He felt free! Despite his previous activity which was hectic and
unpredictable. He enjoyed hang out and also went to some work test and
interview for his new career step. Day by day and week by week goes, but some
test and interview had not shown any result. “Yes, this is my risk. I risk my
own life, and I knew about the possibility of this sort of risk from the very
beginning.”, this was what in Marco’s mind. Though, undeniable that there was
somehow pressure in Marco’s mind and he felt that he needed to be more
persistent and struggle more for that.</div>
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Sabrina was still in her previous
job. Therefore, the frequency of meeting for them both started to decrease a
lot. They used to be having dinner together every evening, hang out and spending
some time together, but that situation was not much they got due to the
distance they have. 2 hours by bus was somehow reason consuming for Marco, as
he was no longer work in the city in where Sabrina worked. </div>
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As days go by, their
communication pattern started to be different. Marco; he seemed to be too cold.
Whereas Sabrina, may be because she was tired of his daily work, she could not
talk a lot like how she did. They seemed to express their good feelings (missing
each other) in a wrong way. Marco uttered certain offensive words/cold as he
expected Sabrina to stimulate some discussions about any topic or may be even
understand that Marco was missing her and he expected her to come and visited
her. Moreover, Marco with his too manly characteristic and egocentrism, he was
reluctant to directly say how and what he felt. It was a mistake, but he was
too man to say so. On the other hand, Sabrina who is sometimes too sensitive,
she did not understand what was intended by Marco. She kept trying to talk
during her busy days at work and did not notice the signal that Marco sent. She
just did not care how offensive Marco’s words at that time. Though, she’s just
a normal female. With feelings and heart. There was a time when she lost her
temper and misconstrued Marco’s intention. It was not her fault, indeed
but Marco’s as well. She came up with
the idea that they broke up for certain period of time. This idea was a volcano
for Marco for this was never in his mind no matter how cruel, offensive and
mean he was. Marco was very angry and could not accept this as this seemed to
have embarrassed his pride as a man. He was thinking a lot, he tried to hinder
the proposal by anything he could, but not direct words as he did not want to
lower his pride. What a man! </div>
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Finally, this situation was
overcome. They could make up. But Marco knew that there were still things in
his and Sabrina’s heart that needed to be spilt out. There was finally day that
Marco went to Sabrina’s place. They talked much, share feelings and what made
the situation was that way. Actually Marco was feeling that Sabrina had certain
changes. He felt that Sabrina had changed some of her strength; her caring and
support which was exceptional decreased just to adapt with Marco’s original
character that was cold. In the other words, Marco felt that Sabrina did so
just to avenge how Marco behave, this was what in Marco’s mid. On the other
side, Sabrina felt that this was a turning point from Marco’s previous habit
and behavior that was always ready to support Sabrina with every of her
decision, including decision with their relationship. Marco’s offense was no
more tolerable as it had scratched too much Sabrina’s heart. Hearing this,
Marco was clueless. He’s got nothing to say for he never intended so, but he realized
how sharp his words had minced her heart. He realized how his position was.
This was a milestone and tough trial for them both. May be the situation would
be so different from that time on due to the ego, heartache, inappropriate
sensitivity, stubbornness and too manly behavior from both of them. Things
needed fixation, good feelings could kill when they were expressed in the wrong
way; that was what Marco thought. In addition, whatever that is, spill and
reveal. Ask what you want from others (esp. your partner) for hatred and anger
accumulation could be a time-bomb. Therefore, to maintain good communication
and relationship he’s gotta explain, ACCEPT and DO the good advises. “Yes”
means : “Yes, that’s a good advise. I would do and show you up that I could be
that way.” Rather than:”Yes, let’s discuss another thing for I’m tired being
told.”</div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-3011656934218192482012-04-23T11:02:00.001+07:002012-09-28T11:41:42.433+07:00The school of Life; Realist and Heartache<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Viewing life, I could somehow analogize it as a long-duration school. Yes, life is stages of lessons which can be both refining and drowning one. Born, grow, getting old and die are inevitable phases that all people gotta undergo. Can any of us escape? I don’t reckon so. In a stage of growing there are many sub-phases that we also have to face. Futures-seek, to mention in broad category, is a confusing and energy consuming for many people (most people). Here, we are demanded to survive, decide and face the future-risks/results in our stormy inner and outside</div>
<a name='more'></a>turbulence. Well, that’s life, a lesson. For me, people may advise but I have full charge to decide. You?<br />
In this sort of situation, we (I) are pushed to always be a realist, one who thinks realistically (I made up my own word I guess). This somehow (I fully realize)might cause heartache to some people, including me myself indeed. Though, I now understand that in certain cases we have to put away our realistic side. Why? Because some things need feelings, not simply brain. As I have believed that heart and brain are created to complement each other, whereas I have too much used my brain (that I suffer from hair-loss, perhaps :D).<br />
Having had a long and deep discussion with Spec, I realized that I have been too much ruled by my brain and given of my feelings aside. Indeed. It is so me to be this way, for I have been this way for nearly the whole of my life and may be have also caused many heartache. Beneficial for me to anticipate from any heartache, but putting others in a continual ache during their times with me, I guess. Realizing this situation, I feel pathetic. Why couldn’t I make my life more meaningful in certain ways, not only for my own self but also people around me? May be it’s another lesson I get from this school called as life,hey?<br />
Well, what about doing our (my) current portion the best we can (Spec)? Enjoy each moment given and struggling for a more meaningful future life. Each situation and trial we have surely has their own reason to come up. Simply like they have their own power to refine each of us to be stronger (when we take a lesson) or drown us into weakness (when we have no faith to lean on). Both and collective joy and happiness will surely be granted when we study regularly, do our daily task, have some discussions and do each examination our best, just like in school as this life is like a school, right? One thing to be kept in mind is that there will always be consequence for every decision/answer we make at school. Be responsible is the main thing to be insisted in every of us (me, Spec, you all).Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-12122456133465457932012-03-27T23:01:00.001+07:002015-05-20T17:45:59.322+07:00There For YouLove could be very cold<br />
When loneliness increasingly grow old<br />
Not just a word or promises in the wind<br />
Sincerely just want to show a true love<br />
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I'm always there for you<br />
When the world closes the doors<br />
I'm always there for you<br />
When all seem difficult even it's just to crawl<br />
I'm always there for you<br />
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Maybe before you've been hurt<br />
By world and all its dirt<br />
But I believe no one wants a redo<br />
There's always a better way for you<br />
Believe in me, you'll soon get it through<br />
And I'll still be there for you<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>*Midnight thought</i></span>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-58919357943373419182012-03-13T23:18:00.002+07:002012-03-13T23:31:35.036+07:00The Story Between Me and Balls<div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6pgAM6tTrPlpnOgqnJJBh09rF48FbfP9u0qeIU-t4ZIAEnhw7VbgA-29OdIkfOsivAROSkF0KwEOmbg_FSpfXZRJ9YSimDu9UCKDzapWZy36Jc1qc8U2m_zSMelMvsaaRm8KcXilP8Y/s1600/16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6pgAM6tTrPlpnOgqnJJBh09rF48FbfP9u0qeIU-t4ZIAEnhw7VbgA-29OdIkfOsivAROSkF0KwEOmbg_FSpfXZRJ9YSimDu9UCKDzapWZy36Jc1qc8U2m_zSMelMvsaaRm8KcXilP8Y/s1600/16.jpg" /></a></div>For some of you who have not known me well, reading the title of this post might lead you to an awkward thought. To enlighten your mind, do not be worry for I am not going to talk about my balls even though I use the word "balls" in the title of this post. Honestly, I can hardly remember when the first time I realized that I have "balls" and I also cannot remember when the first time I played ball was.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">It was sometime in 1998 when I realized that I truly fell in love with ball. It was when the biggest ball involving event in the world held in France. Before</div><a name='more'></a><div style="text-align: justify;">that time (as I remember) I had actually played ball but the feelings did not really struck me at that time. But I did not know why, in 1998 the feelings became stronger as I watched some of this ball games which was witnessed by billions people in every corner of the earth (as said by the media for I did not really count). I believe that not only the propaganda from the media on how great and popular the game was but also the self-demand to be considered as a real, mature man and to be recognized by the people around me had contributed much in flourishing the feelings of love to the ball. Anyway, I was in the 2nd grade of junior high school at that time. Not to be arrogant, I did not need much time to adapt with my city from-friends' ability at that time. I believe that that was because my fabulous background that I came from country side (read: village) in where hard-core (read: villagers) game were played whereas my country-from friends were already playing with their modern game tools.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Not only playing the ball (make sure you do not imagine I played my "balls"), I could say that at that time I could watch all the ball games broadcasted on TV. I could stay awake the whole night watching all the games only for the sake of having something to discuss at school the next day (moron, for I concerned more on the self acknowledgement from the ball games instead of the lessons). Though, since I was born with exceptional intelligence compared to my other friends, I could still achieve well at school.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I was dreaming of playing balls and being watched by any people, a normal kid's dream I guess. Unfortunately, I did not really have chance to join any official training which I believed would be valuable. But what for? I was only a kid with normal kid's imagination and only viewed my desire to play ball only as a hobby at that time. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Not stopping there, my addiction of playing ball still continued until I entered senior high school. In this stage I realized that there were many people with extraordinary skills and ability. Here was where I knew more things beside only just balls, that was some nasty things done; bet. Yep, here I knew that people loved to bet during the ball games. In the level I knew, we competed with other classes for a bet. Just another normal thing which I believe most of you have also known well.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I was lucky for most male students in my class loved playing ball as well. In certain occasions, we went out of town just to play ball. Such a fun and addictive activity for this could also be our reason to our parents just to get out from the house and mingle with friends. To confess, we suffered more lose than victory at that time, sad but true :'(</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Entering the Uni, the still seemed to be addictive. I joined with the faculty team. Playing in a certain games and caused some boxing games as an interlude during the ball games. Well, blame on my temper, not me. Hey?? :p</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Up to now, I still cannot understand how balls could be so addictive for me. Even I now rarely play it outdoor, I still play it indoor. But still, I only regard it as a hobby, not more. Because of ball I get friends. On the other hand, because of ball I also get adversaries (not many). But who cares. On top of all, ball is just a mean for exercise and entertainment to me.</div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-14319169872892746672012-02-07T13:03:00.001+07:002012-03-21T20:52:26.871+07:00Another Level; Another Strugggle<div style="text-align: justify;">New year, what's new year for you? For me, this new year is a time to step further; fighting for another level (hopefully to be higher one, I believe). Yes, as this year came, I decided to take a (maybe some people say stupid decision, but for me this is just my time to decide).</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Why fear ? for I still have no one to feed, I still have a wide opened future and opportunities to travel. I believe, we'd take something more precious when we have a good intention, wouldn't we?</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Anyway, to live is to risk, right?</div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-24631158672338167292011-07-04T18:06:00.000+07:002011-07-04T18:06:57.381+07:00In Your Forever Silence<a href="http://wasisthescreamingsilence.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-still-want-you-but-you-have-another.html"><u><b>In Forever Silence</b></u></a><br />
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You were still laughing the other day<br />
Never thought for your sudden good bye<br />
You leave memories in a sad cry<br />
Morning mourning under the bright sky<br />
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Your words were rarely spilled to me<br />
But thought counted on your loyalty<br />
Maybe just four or five you delivered<br />
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To show your respect and that you cared<br />
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Why, friend, are you laying in silence?<br />
No more words, no more movements<br />
Are you trying to deliver message but unwritten?<br />
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Oo.. Friend, why did you leave this very soon?<br />
Many of us are still in mourn<br />
God please hold him in your embrace<br />
Forgive his sins and shed your grace<br />
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In your forever silence we send prayer<br />
From your forever silence we learn to be better<br />
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Been trying to erase the sticky scene<br />
Of the times you were here, cool and wild<br />
When future was just about to dream<br />
Living the charade that’s tough and tight<br />
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To God I trust your soul ascends<br />
Leaving this life full of disdain<br />
We can no more see you grinning<br />
After your joke in your living silence<br />
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Why, friend, are you laying in forever silence?<br />
No more words , no more movements<br />
Are you trying to deliver message but unwritten?<br />
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Oo.. Friend, why did you leave this very soon?<br />
Many of us are still in mourn<br />
God please hold him in your embrace<br />
Forgive his sins and shed your grace<br />
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In your forever silence we send prayer<br />
From your forever silence we learn to be betterDer Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-27824980543353419482011-06-22T14:36:00.001+07:002011-07-13T06:37:20.282+07:00We Still Want You, But You Have Another Thing Written<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1n3r5hSPjUJj1HNuHJHPi_evnF7PLzqpVj6keLE2HFhVyuSn5MzggtwpKXyNbzyPfUcir_lqVc0YC7fyCbaJFpwUay6fKGSUSRbvI7CVcTuB1plFqZMc_8BPm007A93T5aOVIbmn91eY/s1600/Chechep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1n3r5hSPjUJj1HNuHJHPi_evnF7PLzqpVj6keLE2HFhVyuSn5MzggtwpKXyNbzyPfUcir_lqVc0YC7fyCbaJFpwUay6fKGSUSRbvI7CVcTuB1plFqZMc_8BPm007A93T5aOVIbmn91eY/s1600/Chechep.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This post is specially dedicated to<a href="http://www.facebook.com/Septianxhermawan#%21/Septianxhermawan?sk=info"><b><i><u> a friend</u></i></b>,</a> yes, I have considered this young man as a friend, namely <b><i><a href="http://kamixmelawanxmereka.blogspot.com/">Mr. C.</a></i></b> Polite, shy, funny (in some ways), reliable(I guess) and still in confusion for future, those are what I was thinking about him, during his breathing times.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Today's sunny morning was still so young when I heard my mobile rang, signaling a short message received. I usually was too lazy to open the sort of moron </div><a name='more'></a>message in the very early morning,especially when I had already been asleep. But this morning was so different (even though) I was actually reluctant to open it, but I did open the message. This message opened my eyes wide at all of the sudden ( I never meant to be hyperbolic in this post, but this was just the way it was). I just could not believe the message as told there that a friend, <i><b><a href="http://kamixmelawanxmereka.blogspot.com/">Mr. C</a></b></i>, I mentioned at the beginning of the post, had passed away. I was both angry and curious with the message as I thought that that was a joke from my other friend (the sender). Fortunately, I clarified at first before I spilled my anger. I clarified this with some other friends, and yes, It was true. <b><i><a href="http://kamixmelawanxmereka.blogspot.com/">Mr. C</a></i></b> had passed away in last night's accident.<br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">Young man, writing this post, I still can't believe the existing fact that now you can only witness people living this life from somewhere out there. Respect for the spirit and lessons that intentionally and unintentionally you have embedded in every word, time, joke or whatever you have shared with me and us all. C, trust that God has planned some better things and prepared a more respectable, comfortable place for you, but this is just too soon. Farewell C, may God bring you all the way, hold you in His warm embrace. Your body we cannot touch nor kick anymore, but please have your spirit dwell in us all. God with you, Mate !! </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dedicated for <i><b><a href="http://www.blogger.com/">Septian Hermawan a.k.a Chechep</a></b></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tulisan Mr. C a.k.a Chechep check di <b><i><a href="http://kamixmelawanxmereka.blogspot.com/">http://kamixmelawanxmereka.blogspot.com</a></i></b></div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-45565692102651944252011-06-07T12:53:00.004+07:002012-04-16T13:29:25.612+07:00Cerita Marco & Sabrina; Dan Semua Mulai Terungkap<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ADt7fB9H6aIEGFXA9rENIADisqGPRpifzEGeCKMHYJL0xqLKv3yh2ewcQypngiFQy721pLldVEW_i4oSnRaibwvQj2xByeVam_O3k22BEFqYDINWnDbcZtGoDrHJY4Q7fZB8rhwgcyI/s1600/05-08-07_1229+-+Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ADt7fB9H6aIEGFXA9rENIADisqGPRpifzEGeCKMHYJL0xqLKv3yh2ewcQypngiFQy721pLldVEW_i4oSnRaibwvQj2xByeVam_O3k22BEFqYDINWnDbcZtGoDrHJY4Q7fZB8rhwgcyI/s200/05-08-07_1229+-+Copy.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Dingin pagi di hari libur itu tidak mengurungkan niat Marco untuk mengikuti acara kebaktian di daerah lain dalam rangka salah satu perayaan hari besar kepercayaannya. Sesuatu yang besar dan (mungkin) sedikit mendebarkan sudah Marco rasakan sebelumnya. Ya, besar dan mendebarkan karena acara itu diadakan tepat di depan rumah Sabrina. Sempat terbersit di benak Marco untuk </div><div style="text-align: justify;">tidak dating saja dalam acara itu, namun sebuah bisikan mendorongnya untuk tetap berangkat, ditambah lagi ketidak tahuannya untuk mencari alasan pada ibu nya dan dorongan hati untuk menemani ibunya yang sedang menua.</div><a name='more'></a><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">Marco dan ibunya pun berangkat bersama rombongan yang menyewa sebuah mobil angkutan umum. Selain memang mereka tidak memiliki mobil sendiri, kebersamaan dengan saudara adalah apa yang dicari. Sampai di tempat tujuan, sungguh apa kekhawatiran Marco terjadi. Dia melihat ayah Sabrina yang sedang berkebun di samping rumahnya, sebaliknya ayah Sabrina juga melihat Marco. Senyum pun dilayangkan Marco dan sebaliknya dari ayah Sabrina pun terlayang senyum, yang masih hangat. Namun, Marco sadar, itu mungkin karena ayah Sabrina belum menyadari apa yang dilihatnya. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Benar saja, tak lama Marco menerima sebuah pesan dari Sabrina bahwa ayahnya menanyakan kalau Marco tidak sama dengan mereka. Sabrina mendengar hal ini dari percakapan ayah dan ibunya. Marco pun mulai berpikir, “ Ya…semua akan berbeda mulai sekarang.’ Berbeda, ya pastinya sambutan orang tua Sabrina terhadap Marco tidak akan sama seperti sebelumnya. Tapi, itu resiko. Kenapa harus takut, itu saja yang ada di pikiran Marco. Dia menjalani harinya seperti biasa saja, nongkron dan olah-raga tetap dia lakukan seperti biasa terlepas dari pikirannya yang berangin ribut.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tiga hari setelah kejadian tersebut, Sabrina mengirimkan pesan singkat pagi buta kepada Marco. Masih dengan mata sedikit merem, Marco membukanya dan melek lebar membaca isi pesan itu. Sabrina mengungkapkan apa yang baru saja terjadi di rumahnya pagi itu, bahwa sang ayah mengumpulkan seluruh anggota keluarga dan mengutarakan bahwa mereka yang tidak sejalan sebaiknya nanti keluar dari rumah dan menganggap sang Ayah meninggal dan juga sebaliknya. Sebuah geluduk di pagi hari yang dingin dan cerah yang menyambar kepala botak Marco. Dia tidak tahu harus memberikan komentar apa. Hanya terbersit di otak kecilnya, apa dia pantas menerima semua itu. Apa ia pantas menjadi alasan dari hal yang mungkin akan terjadi tersebut. Apa ia cukup berharga untuk semua hal dan kosekuensi yang akan ditanggung Sabrina. Bukan Marco ingin lepas dari beban keberhargaan tersebut, namun dia bingung jika menjadi alasan di balik perubahan yang menyangkut hubungan vertical dan horizontal di keluarga Sabrina. Dia hanya merasa sangat kecil untuk menjadi alasan dari semua kosekuensi besar yang akan menjadi tanggungan Sabrina. Dia hanya merasa sangat kecil, itu saja..</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hari-hari itu terlewati dengan kebingungan Marco dan kegundahan Sabrina. Sabrina mengungkapkan kepada Marco bahwa dia siap dengan semua konsekuensinya. Perubahan vertical sudah mulai merasuk di alam tubuh dan pikirannya. Sebuah kesenangan tersendiri yang dirasakan Marco mengenai kabar ini. Namun, di lain sisi, Marco hanya terlalu sayang dengan hubungan baik yang sudah terjalin jika harus terusakkan oleh kehadirannya. Di lain pihak, Sabrina senantiasa mengungkapkan kejengahan yang sudah ia rasakan selama ini. Kehidupannya yang menurutnya senantisasa disetir dan harus menuruti kata orang tua. Dimana kebebasanku untuk menentukan hidupku, lebih kurang mungkin itu yang ada di benaknya. Terlepas dari suka cita yang Marco rasakan atas komitment sabrina, Marco masih merasa terlalu sayang dengan hubungan baik dengan orang tua, keluarga Sabrina yang telah terjalin selama ini dan perasaan dirinya yang terlalu kecil untuk menjadi alasan. Marco kurang setuju menjadi alasan akan perubahan yang akan terjadi di Sabrina, ini perubahan vertikal, kurang pas menjadikan sosok Marco yang hanya seorang makhluk bernama manusia kecil untuk melatar belakangi nya. Namun, rasa sayang Marco pada Sabrina semakin besar dan tidak luntur.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sabrina beberapa kali mengungkapkan kebosanannya dengan keadaan dan nuansa rumah yang sudah menjadi naungannya selama ini. Bukan karena rumahnya, tapi lebih pada keadaan interaksi dan pola komunikasi yang lebih seperti antara pendikte dan terdikte. Ya..mungkin itu pola tersendiri yang ada di keluarga nya, yang mesti ditoleransi. Akan tetapi, apakah baik menjadikan anak yang sudah lebih dari seperempat abad umurnya berada di posisi terdidik dan terancam terus-menerus ?? Bukankah dia sudah cukup otak untuk berpikir ?? ya..namun itulah yang ada, Marco senantiasa berharap hal ini dapat berubah. Mungkin kecil kemungkinannya, tapi apakah mustahil itu ?? Mustahil hanya sebuah kata bagi mereka yang tidak punya niat, itulah menurut Marco. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Perjalanan Marco dan Sabrina memang masih tetap berjalan. Berjalan, dan sekarang sepertinya sedang dalam jalan yang sedikit terjal. Tapi, apakah terjal akan selamanya jika ada niat meratakan, meneruskan, kerja-sama dan berkat?? Tidak jalan terjal akan dilapangkan-Nya. Mustahil itu untuk manusia, tapi tidak untuk-Nya.</div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-7382220349728781542011-05-14T08:38:00.000+07:002011-05-14T08:38:30.492+07:00What is Adf.ly? ; Monetize Blog With Adf.ly<div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="138" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xDV4voM9eKw/TcwDcjZKbUI/AAAAAAAAAdE/8mZtrkbtaEg/s200/Adfly.jpg" width="200" /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>What is <a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053"><span style="font-size: large;">Adf.ly??</span></a></b> I believe that some of you don't know about it. Well, Adf.ly is actually one of the ways <b><u><i>bloggers monetize their blog</i></u></b>. Registering your blog to <i><b><a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053">Adf.ly</a></b></i> would be one of the options to <b><i><u>earn money online</u></i></b>. How does <i><b><a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053">Adf.ly</a> </b></i>work?? How to register<a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053"> <i><b>Adf.ly</b></i></a><i><b>?</b></i> Let's discuss about it further down here.</div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">It's been a while since I last posted in this blog. I actually have no idea on what to post. Moreover, I am busy with my real life and work and also managing <a href="http://wasisa.blogspot.com/">my other blog </a>containing news and information that I hope will help me give more income.<br />
<a name='more'></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Back to the main topic, <a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053">Adf.ly</a>. <a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053"><b><i><u>What is Adf.ly</u></i></b></a>?? <a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053"><u><b><i>Adf.ly</i></b></u></a> is a mean/site that can help you earn some money online. In the other words Adf.ly is a mean to monetize your blog. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u><i>How does Adf.ly work??</i></u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053"><u><b><i>Adf.ly </i></b></u></a>is a mean to shorten a URL. Well, in brief, you would earn some money when someone click the URL you register in <a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053"><b><i><u>Adf.ly.</u></i></b></a> Actually, <a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053"><b><i><u>Adf.ly</u></i></b></a> works by shortening the URL you register. After registering the URL, it would be transformed into<u><b><i> <a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053">Adf.ly</a></i></b></u> address that would drive into some advertisement whenever visitor clicks it. With this, dollars you get. See example below for clearer explanation:</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Real URL : <span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://wasisa.blogspot.com/">http://wasisa.blogspot.com</a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">After being shortened through Adf.ly : <span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://adf.ly/1UlS8" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"> http://adf.ly/1UlS8 </a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So, when someone clicks the shortened URL (you may try) there would be advertisement displayed. This is how money comes to you. Though, the advertisement would vanish as soon as you click the Skip Ad button and than the real blog or website is displayed. Still don't understand?? Try click <a href="http://adf.ly/1UlS8" style="color: blue; font-size: 14px;" target="_blank"> <span style="font-size: x-large;">http://adf.ly/1UlS8 </span> </a><span style="font-size: large;"><b><i> </i></b></span>and than you'd understand.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Interested to join <span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053">Adf.ly??</a><a href="http://www.blogger.com/"> </a></span>Click <span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://adf.ly/?id=33053">here.</a></span> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span alt="Search" id="copyTeaser" style="margin: -2px 0pt 0pt -2px; position: absolute;" title="Search"></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span alt="Search" id="copyTeaser" style="margin: -2px 0pt 0pt -2px; position: absolute;" title="Search"></span></div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-61294853145698257922011-02-15T12:26:00.002+07:002011-02-15T13:20:40.120+07:00The Symptoms of Diabetus Mellitus; Facts about Diabetus Mellitus<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJh6JiAuyQuQlBXTgjj6xeBEKUogwzCNX5VzbhKrEbS8fOfB32zMx6AzLBdDsaDH1tB0pWmR07f6BD4jk6EYqqJKWXOBdpHytnqWQQ8j9v6lQX1JW4LWkCCWnunkcJCD6vAUjZzUZ2wA/s1600/Diabetus+Mellitus+Diagram.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJh6JiAuyQuQlBXTgjj6xeBEKUogwzCNX5VzbhKrEbS8fOfB32zMx6AzLBdDsaDH1tB0pWmR07f6BD4jk6EYqqJKWXOBdpHytnqWQQ8j9v6lQX1JW4LWkCCWnunkcJCD6vAUjZzUZ2wA/s200/Diabetus+Mellitus+Diagram.jpg" width="198" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> About 2 or 3 months ago, when I came back to my hometown, my mother told me that she had gone for a medical check up a few days before. She told me that the result was good beside her her blood sugar. In the other words, she was examined that she had the tendency of having Diabetus Mellitus(not an acute one but she had the tendency). She could not believe that and neither did I. Why can't we believe that??It was because we had no history of Diabetus Mellitus in our family line. But yes, that was the fact. Perhaps, this was caused by unhealthy living pattern </div><a name='more'></a>or anything we could not figure out yet.<br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"> That is why I am interested to know more about this disease. I am eager to find out more about the Diabetus Mellitus, the symptoms, cause, treatment, and anything related with Diabetus Mellitus. Well, in order to get more information about the symptoms of Diabetus Mellitus, I google any related articles about Diabetus Mellitus. Well, here are my findings that I want to share:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> I first stumbled in <a href="http://www.medicinenet.com/diabetes_mellitus/article.htm">this site</a>. Here, I found that Diabetus Mellitus is is a group of metabolic diseases characterized by high blood sugar (glucose) levels, that result from defects in insulin or the because the cells do not respond to the insulin that is produced. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Insulin is a hormone produced by the pancreas which functions to control the blood glucose level. Insulin will lower the blood glucose level when the blood glucose elevates (for example, after eating food), insulin is released from the pancreas to normalize the glucose level. That's why when someone suffers from Diabetus Mellitus, the absence or insufficient production of insulin causes hyperglycemia. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> There are 4 common <u><i><b>types of Diabetus Mellitus</b></i></u> which I found from <a href="http://www.blogger.com/">Wikipedia</a>, they are:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div></div><ul style="text-align: justify;"><li>Type 1 diabetes: results from the body's failure to produce insulin, and presently requires the person to inject insulin. (Also referred to as <i>insulin-dependent</i> diabetes mellitus, <i>IDDM</i> for short, and <i>juvenile</i> diabetes.)</li>
<li>Type 2 diabetes: results from insulin resistance, a condition in which cells fail to use insulin properly, sometimes combined with an absolute insulin deficiency. (Formerly referred to as <i>non-insulin-dependent</i> diabetes mellitus, <i>NIDDM</i> for short, and <i>adult-onset</i> diabetes.)</li>
<li>Gestational diabetes: is when pregnant women, who have never had diabetes before, have a high blood glucose level during pregnancy. It may precede development of type 2 DM.</li>
<li>Congenital diabetes, which is due to genetic defects of insulin secretion, cystic fibrosis-related diabetes, steroid diabetes induced by high doses of glucocorticoids, and several forms of monogenic diabetes.</li>
</ul><div style="text-align: justify;"> There are <u><i><b>symptoms of Diabetus Mellitus</b></i></u>, such as frequent urination(Polyuria), the increase of thirst(Polydipsia) and the increase of hunger(Polyphagia).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> There are several <u><i><b>causes of Diabetes Mellitus</b></i></u>, it depends on the type. Type 2 diabetes is due primarily to lifestyle factors and genetics.<sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-Fat2009_11-0"></sup></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Type 1 diabetes is also partly inherited and then triggered by certain infections. However, even in those who have inherited the susceptibility, type 1 diabetes mellitus seems to require an environmental trigger.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> The fact that saddens me from the articles I found is that they tell that there is no cure yet for Diabetus Mellitus. Though, there need to be applied several treatments in order to maintain the blood glucose. Everyone with Diabetus Mellitus are advised to have regular exercise and do diet. Diet in here means that they must be more careful in consuming the foods. For instance, they would better not to consume foods with high glucose or even stop consuming them. This, my mother has started to do as the doctor 's advises. She exercises every morning and drinks no more sweet drinks. Reduces nearly all the sweet foods and now replaced the sugar with the corn sugar which contains less glucose. By doing so, her blood sugar level stays stable now.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Here, sharing you the findings and hoping that it would be useful even though there are thousands other articles out there.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><b>**Grammar and diction corrections are expected</b></i> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-49986597378635381442011-01-21T22:45:00.004+07:002011-01-23T16:41:05.308+07:00Activation of Linkfromblog; How to Activate Linkfromblog Account<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl8_scb5DVVqRqxdFYxPft61LXa2ps25zBX2UWAU0paMuDDhka7Vbb43H_no4UPmObKD-shjT4CXeM0Lruv3PBEwvM5hwMPxt7vGVGBqKU99pg_MxuQ9Z5eCPbfQjTNB5O9EHVrqai4n8/s1600/LinkfromBlog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl8_scb5DVVqRqxdFYxPft61LXa2ps25zBX2UWAU0paMuDDhka7Vbb43H_no4UPmObKD-shjT4CXeM0Lruv3PBEwvM5hwMPxt7vGVGBqKU99pg_MxuQ9Z5eCPbfQjTNB5O9EHVrqai4n8/s1600/LinkfromBlog.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> <b><a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417">Linkfromblog</a></b>, what is this? I believe that this question emerges in your mind when you read this post(especially for you who have naver heard about it). How to register and activate a<b> <a href="http://www.blogger.com/">linkfromblog</a></b> membership? Signing up is simple, but activation needs a bit more patience and thorough efforts. In here I would like to share my experience in signing up and how to activate<b> <a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417">linkfromblog</a></b> membership. Well, let's continue the story of signing up into <b><a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1361064446">li</a><a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417">nkfromblog and how to activate linkfromblog membership.</a> </b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> I was googling for sites that can help me earn more </div><a name='more'></a>money for my living when I stumbled on <b><a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417">www.linkfromblog.com. </a></b>This site is a "pay to review"site which means that(according to my opinion)the site will pay you when you review something given as a job for you and then you post it in your blog. Actually, I have not got any project from this site, but stumbled here, I want to simply share you about how to register and activate it. Come on, check it out !!<br />
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</div><ol style="text-align: justify;"><li>Go to<a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417"><b> http://linkfromblog.com</b></a></li>
<li>Click“<a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417"><b>Free Sign Up</b></a>“ into the column <b>BLOGGER</b></li>
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<li>Finish with that, click "sign in" and login into your <a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417"><b>linkfromblog</b></a> account.</li>
<li>Fill and complete your personal data in the“Finish Registration”page, Click "continue" and the registration is done. </li>
</ol><div></div><div style="text-align: justify;">How to get bonus from <a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417"><b>linkfromblog</b></a>??Click “Add New Blog”, and continue with below steps :</div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><ol style="text-align: justify;"><li>Complete the following data in the provided form:<br />
- Blog Title:<br />
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- URL blog/website<br />
- Description Blog/website<br />
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<li>Next step is you have to activate your linkfromblog membership. How to activate linkfromblog membership?? Below page will appear when you aim to activate your linkfromblog membership, follow the next steps as below:<br />
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As mentioned in the above sample of the page, you have to make a review about <a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417"><b>linkfromblog</b></a> in order to activate your <a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417"><b>linkfromblog</b></a> membership. In addition, you have to include l<a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417"><b>inkfromblog</b></a>"affiliation link" or "banner" in the end of the review and don't forget to add "counter"code that has been given.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The final step of activating <a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417"><b>linkfromblog </b></a>membership is to post the review that you've made, and then submit the "URL" of the review in your blog and click"active". After that, wait until the approval from <a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417"><b>linkfromblog</b></a> team. When your application is approved, you will get bonus in $ as the pagerank of your blog/site. </li>
</ol>The more blog you register, the more bonus you will posibly get. But the point is: <b>never remove the "counter"that has been given. </b>Have a try and register by following <b><a href="http://linkfromblog.com/#5417">this link.</a></b><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><img alt="Advertise with my Blog" border="0" height="1" src="http://linkfromblog.com/img.001.005979.gif" width="1" /></div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-39375686592318826652011-01-19T21:29:00.003+07:002011-01-23T16:39:10.609+07:00AUTOMONEY;Online Money Maker to Boost Your Earning<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6yPPCS0p5mKSfYxfxNiacAcVp0b_6OeC_4wQlYUium7YQ83n72nzSpS7RsTiWSGW_XvIza1LvGzBvfOaNJ2gxmFLgfiCnwykxYLMcx0A9I7pK-gB2mdgeeV9-BmvIQ31Prb3vjbTtjh8/s1600/Automoney+Icon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="175" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6yPPCS0p5mKSfYxfxNiacAcVp0b_6OeC_4wQlYUium7YQ83n72nzSpS7RsTiWSGW_XvIza1LvGzBvfOaNJ2gxmFLgfiCnwykxYLMcx0A9I7pK-gB2mdgeeV9-BmvIQ31Prb3vjbTtjh8/s200/Automoney+Icon.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Staying at home and earn money, who doesn't want it?? I believe that most of you also want it. It is true that we can all work in a company to earn money for our living.But why bother so much when easier way is available?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> I was surfing the internet when I coincidentally found this money maker, this site is called as <a href="http://www.automoney.info/"><b>AUTOMONEY</b></a>. As the name mentioned, <a href="http://www.automoney.info/"><b>AUTOMONEY</b></a> does serve you to enjoy your leisure time doing whatsoever you want in your own bed room without the worry of your boss's thread. Interested to join? Follow this<b> <a href="http://www.automoneysite.info/index.php?ref=adiarso">link. </a></b><a href="http://www.automoneysite.info/index.php?ref=adiarso"><a name='more'></a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> I really recommend this site to you who don't want to be banded in a formal working institution, like a company. I believe that this will help to support your living as it supports your effort of maintaining good relationship with the people around you for the spare time after the earning. Housewives are those I believe will like this program so much because they can either milk the baby and also earn money. So, what are you waiting for?? Register now to <b><a href="http://www.automoney.info/">AUTOMONEY</a> </b>by following this <a href="http://www.automoneysite.info/index.php?ref=adiarso"><b>link</b></a></div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-82800994435972747182011-01-12T23:20:00.001+07:002011-01-12T23:22:39.338+07:00Disease Caused by Chicken Wings; Consuming Chicken Wings Can Cause Tumor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf9IGzpuZoOVhrEvMMtGloAE6OZmJb8ZxyEPTwJPyZETfX1_c5o-lGAuBqTRatshI7zEAJMlxhnaz11v-_HtKyGYLKNT6LiNpkNI7omLSgbtB4EJFciyw-v2LQqqTtvoIJVHB14uH979M/s1600/Chicken+Wing+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf9IGzpuZoOVhrEvMMtGloAE6OZmJb8ZxyEPTwJPyZETfX1_c5o-lGAuBqTRatshI7zEAJMlxhnaz11v-_HtKyGYLKNT6LiNpkNI7omLSgbtB4EJFciyw-v2LQqqTtvoIJVHB14uH979M/s1600/Chicken+Wing+2.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Chicken wings, i believe that most of you are familiar with this food. Chicken wings are also served in many fast food restaurants. Many people consume it not only because it is nutritious(they think) but also it's cheaper than meat. A few days ago, I got an email revealing the facts behind the consumption of chicken wings. Shocked, yes, I was. Hence, here I would share the content, the fact behind the consumption of chicken wings, of the mail as quoted on below:</div><a name='more'></a><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">===================quote==========================</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Avoid eating chicken wings frequently - ladies, especially; a true story...! A friend of mine recently had a growth in her womb & she underwent an operation to remove the growth.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT87WEO7pI_LiQDMQJY03QF4Ie-w1ZXrjdh3f3P4tVY8DsX_wiY4rD-Y1JBcKjrvBxwDw59arIEHgQga4v0VIJV5Tkm2pjN2XHCGrwvg5EGsLlyMW9KLJUwSDbHhK7V439uneIMiL1F-A/s1600/Chicken+Wing+Impacts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT87WEO7pI_LiQDMQJY03QF4Ie-w1ZXrjdh3f3P4tVY8DsX_wiY4rD-Y1JBcKjrvBxwDw59arIEHgQga4v0VIJV5Tkm2pjN2XHCGrwvg5EGsLlyMW9KLJUwSDbHhK7V439uneIMiL1F-A/s200/Chicken+Wing+Impacts.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> The cyst removed was filled with a dark colored blood. She thought that she would be recovered after the surgery but, she was terribly wrong. Avoid eating chicken wings frequently - ladies, especially; a true story...!<br />
A friend of mine recently had a growth in her womb & she underwent an operation to remove the growth.<br />
The cyst removed was filled with a dark colored blood. She thought that she would be recovered after the surgery but, she was terribly wrong. Chickens that are injected with steroids are usually given the shot at the neck or the wings. Therefore, it is in these places that the highest concentration of steroids exists.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ94kUznfwc645Le-al7xwqJquXafgByrv2uRdxR_wB9DUI5dy4Ld5Jt4LVde1C8p1PL5blYqp7-5ZRvzqqsHxqQKe1eRcjhwDyZadY3A8Tgh347AoBr04QRxEfgH1kK3nTBQxavKGgC4/s1600/Injecting+steroidsgif.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="167" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ94kUznfwc645Le-al7xwqJquXafgByrv2uRdxR_wB9DUI5dy4Ld5Jt4LVde1C8p1PL5blYqp7-5ZRvzqqsHxqQKe1eRcjhwDyZadY3A8Tgh347AoBr04QRxEfgH1kK3nTBQxavKGgC4/s200/Injecting+steroidsgif.gif" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
These steroids have terrifying effects on the body as it accelerates growth. It has an even more dangerous effect in the presence of female hormones, this leads to women being more prone to the growth of a cyst in the womb. Therefore, I advise the people out there to watch their diets & to lower their frequency of consuming chicken wings!<br />
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People, who receive this email, please forward it to your friends ! ;& loved ones.<br />
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I am sure no one wants to see him or her suffer!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> I hope those who read who know better about it can share the knowledge here, I invite you to share more knowledge here.</div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-3296703255508373442011-01-12T07:00:00.003+07:002011-01-12T23:03:43.946+07:00Facebook Is Going to be Closed from March 15th, 2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikinyxGnkK9DJYxDzTmhkfZgEQoJk_66hl9zdA0UUtUTsO2Z0D5hTymeQnAqnOOQ4hTdamQoERWwzSTsBlz6WuKG-gE1TPd_Hi4AY_PwY24CVJ9ZqRiZCUjYLK1CXZ2H_s2H_g-VQqUMc/s1600/Facebook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikinyxGnkK9DJYxDzTmhkfZgEQoJk_66hl9zdA0UUtUTsO2Z0D5hTymeQnAqnOOQ4hTdamQoERWwzSTsBlz6WuKG-gE1TPd_Hi4AY_PwY24CVJ9ZqRiZCUjYLK1CXZ2H_s2H_g-VQqUMc/s1600/Facebook.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Facebook, a world-wide social networking site is to be closed soon, started from March 15th, 2011 as the info I got. Actually I got this info that Facebook is going to be soon closed from an email sent by a friend. I still don't know whether it is a fact or just a gossip. Curious whether Facebook is really going to be closed or not?? Read below quoted mail I got(translated from Indonesian)</div><div style="text-align: justify;">================quoted============================ </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> ALO ALTO --- MICOM: Mark Zuckerberg announced that facebook will be</div><a name='more'></a><div style="text-align: justify;">closed started from March 2011. He claimed he's suffering stress and pressure managing Facebook.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> "Facebook has been out of control and the company has made me stressed and ruined my life. I have to end all of this madness," Zuckerberg said in a press conference in Palo Alto, Saturday (8 / 1).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Zuckerberg as quoted by the Weekly World News, explaining from 15 March 2011, the user or owner of a Facebook account will not be able to access his account. "After the 15th of March ahead, all the servers will be turned off," added Vice President of Technical Affairs up Avrat Humarthi</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> "I suggest you immediately take the pictures and save the other documents that are stored in Facebook. Because later you will not be able to access and take the image again," said Humarthi warned.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Zuckerberg admitted that it is a difficult decision. But he does not think people will be angry at his decision. "I personally do not think it's a big problem. And to be honest, I think it's getting better. Without facebook, people will go out more often and socialize normally," he said.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Some Facebook users feel very angry with the decision that Zuckerberg. "What shall I do without Facebook. My life revolves around Facebook," said Denise, a high school student from Indiana, USA.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> But there is also welcome from the parents. "I am glad this nightmare is over. Finally, my child will no longer spend time at the computer all day long" said Jhon, single parent who live in Detroit.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Facebook is currently ranked the richest business in cyberspace. Economists estimate the value of income up about $ 7.9 billion. But Zuckerberg felt confident with his decision Facebook will soon close.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"I do not care about the money. I just want my old life back." Zuckerberg said. (*/X-12)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><b>Taken from:<br />
<a href="http://www.mediaindonesia.com/read/2011/01/10/194360/39/6/Waduh..-Facebook-Ditutup-15-Maret-2011">http://www.mediaindonesia.com/read/2011/01/10/194360/39/6/Waduh..-Facebook-Ditutup-15-Maret-2011 </a></b></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><b>===============end of quotation===================</b></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><b> </b></i> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Well, it is up to you whether to believe it or not. Seek for more info about it and spread the fact<i><b>.</b></i></div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940316130020919599.post-4703310873807375172011-01-06T19:35:00.000+07:002011-01-06T19:35:35.200+07:00How To Become a Good Leader not Only a Boss; The Difference Between Leader and Boss<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXfbmVCiGNqHGZk7Kz5WdxkFripPTBSdTHaqv_0G7-A-JXNH3UIwtPMTzZmNHltCp6wz2NU3vwhyj0IdvtJbNuzNynzhafSzbTIQRRqWUuYfJ7YuhyfTNutnU5Kvucv1laAKBMblrMJfw/s1600/boss+or+leader.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXfbmVCiGNqHGZk7Kz5WdxkFripPTBSdTHaqv_0G7-A-JXNH3UIwtPMTzZmNHltCp6wz2NU3vwhyj0IdvtJbNuzNynzhafSzbTIQRRqWUuYfJ7YuhyfTNutnU5Kvucv1laAKBMblrMJfw/s1600/boss+or+leader.jpg" /></a> Are you working in a company? Do you have boss? I am at my working place when suddenly the idea to write this appears. I remembered a friend’s utterance”Mmmm..he is a good boss, but not a good leader”. From that time on, the words seem to always stick in my mind. In my opinion, that’s true that there are differences between a leader and (only)a boss. Leader and boss seem to be the same subjects, but not the </div><a name='more'></a>same for me. Leader and boss are subjects which are inseparable from human life. I believe that most people(including me) want/dream to be a boss or leader. People don’t really notice that those two subjects are somehow different, do you reckon so? To become a good boss is not easy, but it is more difficult to become a good leader.<br />
Some people might say” That man is so bossy”. What does it mean? I think, someone say this way when he/she sees someone behave as a ruler of some community. For instance, there is a group of people and there is one person who has more power than the others. This person then may oppress the rest members of the group. Oppress in here means order the others to do what he wants, making use of the power he/she possesses. I find that the basic difference between boss and leader is as below:<br />
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<b>Boss : spread threat and fright whenever he is present<br />
Leader : spread peace in his presence without losing his power in front of his people.</b><br />
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Well, I think that now you may start to have opinion on the people in your surrounding, your chief, manager, principal or whoever they are, who lead the institution in where you work. Is he/she (only) a good boss? Or a good leader. <br />
Sharing my personal opinion, I would prefer to have a good leader in whatever institution I am in. further thinking, I would also struggle to be a good leader than a boss. Moreover, what can be expected by threat or fright? Nothing gained, but fear. It’s different when we are regarded as a good leader, people will be voluntarily, without fright involved, do or help us. Is this true? I think so. In the other hand, when boss is so bossy, what he/she gains is nothing but fright (when he/she is around) and scolding behind his/her back. That’s why as I mentioned before, to become a good leader is more difficult than JUST to become a boss. Fight all the all the in your community then you’ll become a boss. Easy, isn’t it? But what do we expect of being ONLY the kind of person? <br />
If you are in charge in an institution now, ponder in mind what you are. Just boss or good leader. If you are behaving like (only) a boss, then you now know how your friends or work mates see you as. It is a choice whether you decide to gain your power through threat and fright or through care and attention. It is now your time to decide and act as.<br />
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</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>** Correction on vocabulary and grammar are welcomed</i></div>Der Spielmacherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07871109185278993784noreply@blogger.com2