<?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-4089728888072142511</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:07:37.393+07:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>Droplets of Mind</title><subtitle type='html'>drops of various topics accross my mind</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-573437193835278185</id><published>2012-01-30T01:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T01:16:55.557+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready To Love Again- Lady Antebellum Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PgWPCSg974o?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-573437193835278185?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/573437193835278185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=573437193835278185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/573437193835278185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/573437193835278185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2012/01/ready-to-love-again-lady-antebellum.html' title='Ready To Love Again- Lady Antebellum Lyrics'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PgWPCSg974o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-1905910988138580801</id><published>2011-11-16T15:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T15:38:49.569+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year End 2011</title><content type='html'>As this is already middle of November 2011, it comes one of my favorite seasons, Christmas and Year End. Yeayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let see, as most people do, they have a list of things, targets or achievements that they wanted to do during the year 2011. This usually being set up in beginning of the year, so this year end will be the time to evaluate and see what has happened until the last day. Was it on track, off track, off focus or even none achieved? Oh wow, very much interesting isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those people, btw. So, in November 2011, 1 more month to go, time to speed up. Let’s open the list book again and see how far I have gone this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675510059046445074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IW8Okrtv4gE/TsN2VByeoBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/FyPClDUD574/s400/lists.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where are you currently? Have you achieved many things on the list or in fact the list shifted and none achieve? Well, whatever the result of the evaluation right now, keep working on it. Come on! You still have 1 more month to go..:) keep the spirit high!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-1905910988138580801?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/1905910988138580801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=1905910988138580801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1905910988138580801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1905910988138580801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/11/year-end-2011.html' title='Year End 2011'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IW8Okrtv4gE/TsN2VByeoBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/FyPClDUD574/s72-c/lists.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-4789893469996496272</id><published>2011-09-28T17:22:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T17:26:43.997+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday My Beloved Grandma….:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Nenek saya merayakan ulang tahun ke-81 nya tanggal 17 September 2011 kemarin. Beliau sendiri yang menelepon saya untuk menghadiri acara makan dan kumpul bersama di tanggal tersebut. Hahaha..iya, saya bukan cucu yang berbakti tampaknya, karena saya sudah lama tidak berkunjung ke rumah Beliau, jadilah ditelpon langsung..huehehehehehehehe….Menyenangkan rasanya berkumpul kembali bersama seluruh keluarga, meskipun banyak juga yang tidak hadir….Akh, beneran, setelah sekian lama gak ketemu sodara-sodara yang super banyak jumlahnya..saya bener-bener senang..apalagi bisa ketemu sodara, sepupu favorite dan ponakan-ponakan yang lucu bin seru dan menyenangkan sekali…Terima kasih Tuhan atas keluarga yang begitu baik dan super banyak…J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedikit cerita tentang nenek saya ini, hmmm..Beliau adalah wanita kuat, keras dan berani, itu yang saya rasakan sebagai cucunya. Beliau juga pernah bilang gini sama saya: “Kalau lagi di mobil, jalan-jalan, jangan tidur,mendingan perhatiin jalan, biar kamu liat pemandangan dan bisa tau jalan.” Dan sejujurnya sampai sekarang nasihat itu saya lakukan loh…saya jarang sekali tidur di mobil kecuali sudah berulang kali melewati jalan tersebut, atau terlalu lelah. Ada banyak nasihat lainnya, tapi nenek saya ini selalu memberikan 1 pesan tersirat, “jadi orang itu harus berani, jangan penakut”. Gitu aja! Kawan, kalau beliau sudah bolak balik masuk UGD, ruang rawat khusus Cardiac, dan RS karena sakit jantung dan sampai skr masih bisa jalan-jalan (dgn kursi roda sih), jelas lah saya salut sama ketahanannya dalam hidup ini! Belum lagi kalau dengar ceritanya ketika jaman perang dulu, lari-lari menyelamatkan diri dari Belanda, trs jaman susah beras, dan lain-lain, hebatlah pokoknya…! Takjub dengan daya tahannya! :D Semoga saya bisa mencontoh keberaniannya ya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Ulang Tahun Ema! Semoga selalu diberikan yang terbaik! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-4789893469996496272?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/4789893469996496272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=4789893469996496272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4789893469996496272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4789893469996496272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-my-beloved-grandma.html' title='Happy Birthday My Beloved Grandma….:)'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-7423625451514920326</id><published>2011-08-23T22:51:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:11:00.082+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesempatan Kedua</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Hellooooo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Finally, I managed to take some time to write back..hahaha..really miss pouring out my thoughts and share some stories..:) So, I’m going to write in Bahasa Indonesia though, since I guess it is a lot easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Well..well..well..apa yang terjadi dengan diri saya belakangan ini? Hahaha, saya menikmati hidup saya. Menikmati hidup sekarang dan disini. Menikmati apa, pertanyaan selanjutnya?? Well, menikmati hobi-hobi yang lama terbengkalai, menikmati berhubungan kembali dengan sahabat-sahabat yang sudah lama tidak kontak, menikmati jalan-jalan dengan sahabat-sahabat dekat saya, dengan adik-adik saya, menikmati bercerita segala keluh kesah dan segala macam lainnya dengan mama dan papa saya. Menikmati kegiatan baru saya, dan teman-teman baru saya. Menikmati belanja dan makan. Menikmati berbagi pendapat dan pandangan. Menikmati kerja dan kesibukan kantor saya. Menikmati dan berpartisipasi dalam hidup saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Topik yang sebenernya akan saya tulis bukan soal kegiatan saya, tetapi mengenai kesempatan kedua. Yeap. Akhir-akhir ini kata-kata itu sering terngiang2 dan terpikiran oleh saya. Entah apa sebabnya, mungkin karena kejadian-kejadian yang terjadi belakangan ini dan juga karena saya sendiri mengalaminya. Semenjak dulu, saya selalu percaya bahwa setiap manusia di dunia ini, berhak atas kesempatan kedua, oh let me rephrase that, setiap manusia berhak atas kesempatan baru, baik itu untuk memulai kembali ataupun untuk menyudahi sesuatu dengan lebih baik dari sebelumnya. Saya percaya bahwa seburuk-buruknya tindakan dan sejahat-jahatnya perkataan seseorang, dia pasti punya nurani untuk berbuat baik. Saya percaya bahwa meskipun sejahat apapun seseorang berbuat, sesalah apapun seseorang menyimpang, selalu ada kesempatan untuk berbuat lebih baik dari sebelumnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Yah, gampang ber-teori pikirmu…masa orang udah berbuat jahat sama kita, tapi masih memberi kesempatan. Itu kan sama saja memberinya kesempatan untuk melukai kita kembali. Ya, memang. Itu tidak mudah, dan tidak segampang saya menulis ini. Ya memang, akan ada kesempatan buat dia kembali melukai diri kita. Sebagai manusia, pernahkah terpikir dan terbayangkan jika kita sendirilah yang berada di posisi orang tersebut. Kalau tidak pernah, bayangkanlah sekarang! Sedih bukan? Buat saya, kalau Tuhan memberi saya kesempatan baru setiap pagi, karena masih mengijinkan saya untuk membuka mata, mengapa saya tidak memberikan kesempatan kedua, ketiga atau kesekian-kalinya pada orang lain. Kalau Tuhan memberi saya kesempatan baru di setiap tarikan nafas saya, mengapakah saya mengambil hak orang lain atas kesempatan baru itu. Tidak mudah untuk memberi kesempatan kedua, atau kesekian, terlebih pada orang yg pernah melukai kita, sangat dibutuhkan kesabaran, keberanian dan kebesaran hati. Tidak mudah, bukan berarti tidak bisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Paragraf di atas mengenai kesempatan kedua atau kesekian untuk orang lain, bagaimana dengan diri kita?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kadang kita sering luput memperhatikan, bahwa setiap saat kesempatan itu selalu ada. Kesempatan untuk memulai sesuatu, kesempatan untuk bangkit kembali dari masa lalu yang suram, kesempatan untuk berdiri tegak kembali, kesempatan untuk mencintai kembali, kesempatan untuk dekat kembali, kesempatan untuk memperbaiki kegagalan yang lalu, kesempatan untuk memulai segala sesuatu dari titik yang ada sekarang, kesempatan untuk memperbaiki hidup. Semua itu sesungguhnya ada dan terbentang di hadapan kita. Hanya saja, most of the time, kita tidak melihatnya, atau bahkan terlalu egois dan sombong untuk memulai kembali. Kesempatan kedua, kesempatan ketiga, tidak harus selalu mulai dari lembar kosong dan baru, tetapi kesempatan untuk melanjutkan hidup dengan melakukan segala yang terbaik di saat kini apa adanya. Kesempatan itu sesungguhnya selalu ada disana, hanya tinggal kita, mau atau tidak mempergunakannya. Itu saja. Semudah itu. Kalaupun kita sudah mengambil kesempatan yang ada dan mempergunakan sebaik-baiknya, tetapi belum berbuah juga, jangan putus asa! Tuhan akan menjawab segala doa kita, dengan caraNya, dan pada waktuNya. Entah bagaimana dengan dirimu, tapi saya yakin dan percaya, kalau saya bertekun, kelak, Tuhan akan menjawab doa dan usaha saya. Amin!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Kalau kita diberi kesempatan untuk mencoba kembali dan masih hidup, mengapakah kita mengambil kesempatan itu dari orang lain?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sebenarnya tulisan ini terinspirasi dari sebuah pengalaman yang tidak terlalu luar biasa dalam hidup saya, tetapi saya melihatnya sebagai sebuah pencerahan dan cara Nya untuk menunjukkan pada saya bahwa kesempatan itu ada, selalu ada. Tidak ada tujuan menggurui apalagi menyinggung, cuma sekedar refleksi diri saja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-7423625451514920326?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/7423625451514920326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=7423625451514920326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7423625451514920326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7423625451514920326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/08/kesempatan-kedua.html' title='Kesempatan Kedua'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-2165293915315204733</id><published>2011-07-13T14:18:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T14:24:07.882+07:00</updated><title type='text'>one luxury of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;S.L.E.E.P.I.N.G is one of life luxury which I really enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,if you have sleeping disorder like me, then to have 2 weeks in a row of decent sleeps is one blessing. Really hope this can last forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628733464832577890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wUW3q_3xmNQ/Th1HQ5KzEWI/AAAAAAAAASI/mU6sJeXrD0g/s400/Sleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-2165293915315204733?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/2165293915315204733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=2165293915315204733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2165293915315204733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2165293915315204733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-luxury-of-life.html' title='one luxury of life'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wUW3q_3xmNQ/Th1HQ5KzEWI/AAAAAAAAASI/mU6sJeXrD0g/s72-c/Sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-460751411988118003</id><published>2011-07-02T13:38:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T14:32:14.952+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="margin-top:0in" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color:black;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;      line-height:normal;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;I moved into a bigger room, and a smaller bed!                                                                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color:black;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;      line-height:normal;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Now, I have my own table…I am so happy, since I really      love writing..(yeap, not typing)                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n8cj8Wk17bc/Tg7EK3NEsNI/AAAAAAAAARU/bESE2OngdeE/s400/table.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624648675528847570" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color:black;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;      line-height:normal;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;I managed to have early bed everyday in a row for the      whole week! It was an amazing thing for me!                                                                                                                                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color:black;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;      line-height:normal;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;I did manage to have quality time with my best friends.      Oh, I love having great best friends. We just did simple things but felt      so happy doing it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color:black;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;      line-height:normal;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AekSDgRlDSU/Tg7EZPQLUXI/AAAAAAAAARc/ONx3Or--MCM/s400/3ofus1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624648922502484338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am hunting and shopping for my new room make up. Not      yet complete! Need more ideas….                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color:black;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;      line-height:normal;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Just found out about a place which sells so many      accessories with cheap price….loveee ittt! Thanks to my office colleague,      Mba Theresia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A4-7bwvk-Ns/Tg7EzogIA4I/AAAAAAAAARk/oV4K0Ysy_mE/s400/rings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624649375956861826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color:black;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;      line-height:normal;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;I am starting to write again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt; Yes, both, with my pen and with my computer. There are      so many ideas.                                                                                                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color:black;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;      line-height:normal;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Finally, I have more time to read and the books are ready!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EIz0vIKFJb4/Tg7HXqjRHrI/AAAAAAAAARs/Xowt8SXPhus/s400/booksd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624652194005458610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px; " /&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top:0in" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:      &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:.25in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-460751411988118003?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/460751411988118003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=460751411988118003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/460751411988118003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/460751411988118003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/07/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n8cj8Wk17bc/Tg7EK3NEsNI/AAAAAAAAARU/bESE2OngdeE/s72-c/table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-1021787976391062698</id><published>2011-06-09T14:34:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T14:37:43.763+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Grew Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8xDtjVI91U/TfB3pPuc91I/AAAAAAAAAQU/CPLIrjX1vnA/s1600/igrewup_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616120285810718546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8xDtjVI91U/TfB3pPuc91I/AAAAAAAAAQU/CPLIrjX1vnA/s400/igrewup_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Lots of Love!&lt;br /&gt;C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-1021787976391062698?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/1021787976391062698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=1021787976391062698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1021787976391062698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1021787976391062698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-grew-up.html' title='I Grew Up!'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8xDtjVI91U/TfB3pPuc91I/AAAAAAAAAQU/CPLIrjX1vnA/s72-c/igrewup_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-2254576465985839472</id><published>2011-05-31T16:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:35:04.095+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soal Foto dan Moto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm..entah kenapa, beberapa hari belakangan ini, saya jadi rajin membuka foto-foto dan membuka semua hasil jepretan saya. Yah ampunnn..tersadarlah saya, kalau saya ini sudah hampir 1 tahun tidak pernah yang namanya bener-bener moto serius dan niat. Yah, ada sih beberapa kali moto, tapi bener-bener cuma asal jepret. Well..well…what a shame! Lazy me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alkisah mengenai kenapa saya jadi tertarik untuk belajar moto ini juga bukan hal yang luar biasa sih. Kalau gak salah inget, saya ini sebenarnya dikelilingi oleh orang-orang yang gemar fotografi, semenjak saya smu, kayanya. Nah, semenjak dulu saya suka sekali difoto. Hehehe..iya, saya emang narsis dari lama koq, dan lama-lama kan penasaran tuh, koq bisa ya orang-orang menghasilkan foto yang keren dan bagus gitu. Beranjak dari rasa penasaran itulah, saya mencoba-coba dengan ala kadarnya. Awalnya saya ingin membeli kamera pocket biasa saja, dengan pikiran nanti upgrade aja kalau sudah makin mahir. Eh, yah, namanya manusia bisa berubah pikiran, jadi dengan pertimbangan sisi hemat, jadilah saya memutuskan untuk membeli kamera DSLR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keputusan jenis kamera sudah didapat, selanjutnya, saya melakukan riset dan banyak tanya sana sini, pada orang-orang dan teman-teman yang sudah lebih senior dan mengerti soal kamera perkameraan dan fotografi ini. Harus saya katakan, riset (gak kaya riset banget sih, lebih pada cari tau aja) yang saya lakukan ini jauh lebih intensif dan panjang, ketimbang waktu saya memilih universitas. Hehehehehe..just realized it now. :D soo..setelah berbulan2 bertanya, jadilah saya memutuskan membeli sebuah kamera DSLR, Canon 450D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meskipun merasa agak ‘bankrut’, saya sangat bahagia waktu saya membawa pulang tuh kamera. Sampai di rumah, langsung buka-buka dan mencoba-coba, dan yah seperti biasa, berhubung saya ini gaptek, jadilah saya stress sendiri. Otak-atik sana sini, tapi koq ga ada yang bener fotonya. Hihihi..kalo inget kejadian itu, bener-bener lucu ya. Meskipun skr saya suka lupa juga. Hehehe..malam itu, karena saking stresnya dengan segala per-istilah-an itu, saya baca tuh buku manualnya, tapiiii..semakin saya baca, semakin saya stress. Hahahahahaha…:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, kalau ada orang yang jatuh cinta dan benar-benar menikmati yang namanya fotografi, sekarang saya sungguh bisa mengerti. Bener-bener seru dan menantang! Seneng banget rasanya waktu foto hasil jepretan dibilang bagus sama orang-orang yang ngerti fotografi atau para senior, bahkan kalau ada temen-temen yang ga terlalu mengerti pun, saya tetep seneng karena merasa bener-bener dihargai. Yah..saya menikmati moto dan difoto juga. Hehehehe..yoi, susah juga loh jadi model, well, mungkin karena saya ga berbakat juga kali. Anyway, foto-foto juga yang menyelamatkan saya kala saya mengalami masa-masa sedih, yang bahkan tidak bisa ditolong dengan shopping sama sekali, ternyata membuka-buka foto itu menyembuhkan juga. So, now I know, It’s not just writing yang punya efek theurapetic, tapi melihat-lihat foto juga, at least for me ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqgj5L6tTGw/TeS2AhE07zI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0yacC0axpGY/s1600/IMG_3842.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqgj5L6tTGw/TeS2AhE07zI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0yacC0axpGY/s320/IMG_3842.jpg" t8="true" width="213px" /&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; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Akh, masih buaaaanyak yang bisa di-explore dari fotografi! It’s just a wonderful thing to explore..It’s exciting and It’s magical! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1862327684"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1862327685"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-2254576465985839472?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/2254576465985839472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=2254576465985839472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2254576465985839472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2254576465985839472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/05/soal-foto-dan-moto.html' title='Soal Foto dan Moto'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqgj5L6tTGw/TeS2AhE07zI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0yacC0axpGY/s72-c/IMG_3842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-7635220690261506976</id><published>2011-05-18T15:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T15:24:12.065+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4_DVS58i50/TdOCHmCvQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5YpTW78cVKs/s1600/Iamwhoiam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4_DVS58i50/TdOCHmCvQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5YpTW78cVKs/s320/Iamwhoiam.jpg" width="320px" /&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/4089728888072142511-7635220690261506976?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/7635220690261506976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=7635220690261506976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7635220690261506976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7635220690261506976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am.html' title='I am...'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4_DVS58i50/TdOCHmCvQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5YpTW78cVKs/s72-c/Iamwhoiam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-2540436363039928290</id><published>2011-05-16T11:53:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T16:34:33.252+07:00</updated><title type='text'>..Hari Ini...</title><content type='html'>Hari ini, 13 Tahun yang lalu...&lt;br /&gt;Kumenjalani pagi dengan senyum di bibir&lt;br /&gt;Tak berfirasat, tak berprasangka apapun jua&lt;br /&gt;Tak disangka, org2 yg kucinta meregang nyawa&lt;br /&gt;Menyelamatkan jiwa dalam ketakutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, 13 tahun yg lalu...&lt;br /&gt;Atas nama reformasi, kebiadaban dibenarkan&lt;br /&gt;Atas nama reformasi, raga dan jiwa tak ada harganya.&lt;br /&gt;Atas nama reformasi, kau, yg menghirup udara yg sama denganku, merenggut cita-cita!&lt;br /&gt;Atas nama reformasi, kau, yg menyebut dirimu manusia, melukai kami yg sm tdk mengertinya dgn dirimu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, 13 tahun yg lalu....&lt;br /&gt;Titik hitam mengganti arah hidup....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari-hari sepanjang 13 tahun ini...&lt;br /&gt;Berjuta pertanyaan, "Mengapa?" Terucap&lt;br /&gt;"Apa salah kami?!", "Dosa apakah kami?"&lt;br /&gt;"Mengapakah Kau biarkan ini terjadi,Tuhan?"&lt;br /&gt;Tak kunjung lelah mencari jawaban atas pertanyaan&lt;br /&gt;Tak kunjung terjawab meski terus mencari.&lt;br /&gt;Amarah menggelora, tak kunjung mengerti arti semua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelah menghadapi kenyataan getir,&lt;br /&gt;Menumpulkan segenap indera,&lt;br /&gt;Menanggalkan kepercayaan pd siapapun,&lt;br /&gt;Mengunci hati dan menenggelamkan sgala rasa,&lt;br /&gt;Mencoba mengingkari kenyataan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menjalani lembaran baru, mencoba tuk mengais asa.&lt;br /&gt;Berlari mengejar ambisi, berharap yg hilang kan tergantikan.&lt;br /&gt;Menelantarkan jiwa, kering tak terawat.&lt;br /&gt;Menolak semua yg datang, tak percaya cinta itu nyata.&lt;br /&gt;Membentengi diri,agar tak terluka kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai satu masa...&lt;br /&gt;Tak lagi mampu mengingkari.&lt;br /&gt;Tak lagi bisa berpura-pura.&lt;br /&gt;Membiarkan semua kembali datang, menghantui malam-malam sepi.&lt;br /&gt;Meluapkan emosi terpendam, air mata tak kunjung habis berderai.&lt;br /&gt;Membiarkan jiwa yg sakit, meratap sampai puas.&lt;br /&gt;Membuka mata, menghadapi kenyataan.&lt;br /&gt;Memandang luka, mencoba menerima tuk sembuh sempurna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, 13 tahun kemudian...&lt;br /&gt;Rasa itu nyata...&lt;br /&gt;Perih itu nyata..&lt;br /&gt;Luka itu nyata..&lt;br /&gt;Kisah itu nyata..&lt;br /&gt;Tak perlu dipungkiri...&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah hitam yang membentuk diri sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, 13 tahun kemudian......&lt;br /&gt;aku memilih bangkit dari kubur ratapanku dan hidup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini...&lt;br /&gt;..cuma satu ucapku padaNya...Terima kasih, Tuhan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sudah selesai.&lt;br /&gt;15 May 1998 - 15 May 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607173457101524658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBURzyYQBUo/TdCujRiJDrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/EVHEeLLvUwQ/s320/Thanks_by_screamst_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-2540436363039928290?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/2540436363039928290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=2540436363039928290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2540436363039928290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2540436363039928290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/05/hari-ini-13-tahun-yang-lalu.html' title='..Hari Ini...'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBURzyYQBUo/TdCujRiJDrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/EVHEeLLvUwQ/s72-c/Thanks_by_screamst_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-1933459489376641027</id><published>2011-05-02T16:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T16:20:21.732+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Fun Week!</title><content type='html'>Last week was a fun week! It was pretty tiring, but lots of fun with my beloved friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I spent almost every night with my best friends, and what was exciting too, I managed to meet one of my high school mate. We haven’t met for like almost 11 years! Awesome! A brief update of each other’s life and various topic as single ladies, and so on. I did manage to spend time to go home and had an easy weekend. I had a mass in St. Monica Church which is located in my former High School area. It's been years that I never managed to get back to that place. All of the sudden all the memories&amp;nbsp;came up&amp;nbsp;to my mind. It was fun! The week was closed by hunting the famous Nuri's Rib Steak in Kelapa Gading last night, but too bad, they ran out of stock. &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/-RjprVHQVUAM/Tb50lCdWQQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nprp9QaM79k/s1600/conversation_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RjprVHQVUAM/Tb50lCdWQQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nprp9QaM79k/s320/conversation_2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;Oh, I love my week…and I am more than thrilled to see and enjoy my May 2011. Hope you guys had fun week and also thrilling week ahead! &lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHaN9iWoAH4/Tb50tWqxu8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Gxly2gfbAcU/s1600/tumblr_lizn1mZLE81qzivgzo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHaN9iWoAH4/Tb50tWqxu8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Gxly2gfbAcU/s320/tumblr_lizn1mZLE81qzivgzo1_500_large.png" width="320px" /&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;Lots of Love! &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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-1933459489376641027?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/1933459489376641027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=1933459489376641027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1933459489376641027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1933459489376641027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/05/lots-of-fun-week.html' title='Lots of Fun Week!'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RjprVHQVUAM/Tb50lCdWQQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nprp9QaM79k/s72-c/conversation_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-5056532358510348268</id><published>2011-04-28T16:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T16:11:42.568+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blake Lively</title><content type='html'>I am not a huge fan of her, but I like her style and especially her happy smile and laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Pastinya! Dalam 2 minggu ini, hidup saya aja udah seru banget. Semua serba menarik dan selalu memberikan sensasi yang berbeda. Ada yang indah, ada yang sedih, ada yang menakutkan, ada yang mengkhawatirkan, ada yang membuat jantung rasanya mau copot, ada yang bikin marah dan emosi jiwa, dan lain sebagainya. Dari semua kejadian minggu ini, ada 1 yang menggelitik saya dan menyadarkan saya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Hari sabtu kemarin, saya membuka sebuah &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;email&lt;/i&gt; dari grup milis yang isinya adalah teman-teman pelatihan yg pernah saya ikuti di tahun 2008 waktu itu. Dan disana, ada 1 kalimat yang agak mengusik saya. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kalimatnya sederhana :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:blue;"&gt; “ Christine pa kabar…How’s New York? I believe you can &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Oh Dear…saya langsung tertawa membaca kalimat dalam email tersebut. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hmmm..sangat singkat dan penuh makna. Kenapa?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ini jawabnya, karena waktu pelatihan itu, saya pernah berucap, cita2 saya adalah, saya ingin ke New York. It is one of my dreams actually. Yes, He reminds me again. Oh Dear, Thank you very much, my friend, Made Swasthika!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for your trust since day 1 of that &lt;i&gt;training&lt;/i&gt;, even until today, you still believe me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Definitely 4 fingers for you! &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lots of love too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zUmXfX1HaPY/TaHlwqySp2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/2Usmn2kuwVs/s1600/Dream.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zUmXfX1HaPY/TaHlwqySp2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/2Usmn2kuwVs/s320/Dream.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Sesungguhnya entah sejak berapa lama, tampaknya saya sudah agak melupakan mimpi saya yang satu itu. Mungkin karena saya tidak fokus dan terlampau terlena dengan berbagai kejadian heboh dalam hidup saya ini. Kalau membicarakan mimpi, rasanya, I am living my dream. Dulu, semasa saya kuliah, saya ingin menjadi wanita karir, sukses, bekerja di kantor yang keren, mempunyai penghasilan yang cukup dan bagus, dan setiap hari memakai setelan kerja rapi, bekerja, rapat dan lain sebagainya. Hmmm..tengoklah diri saya, saya sudah menjadi mimpi saya itu sekarang. Rasanya ternyata biasa saja. Ya, saya senang dengan hidup saya yang sekarang ini. Meskipun mimpi saya waktu kuliah sudah terwujud, sekarang, saya masih punya banyak mimpi lainnya yang akan saya wujudkan. Perlahan tapi pasti, akan terwujud. Saya yakin dan saya percaya saya mampu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594199526698955778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFRqGEFOZoA/TaKW1IeMtAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NbLEIK7ymfM/s320/chaseyourdream.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Kalau saya boleh menilik dan membandingkan diri saya dengan teman-teman yang ikut &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;training&lt;/i&gt; itu, ada banyak dari mereka yang sudah sukses dan meraih cita-cita mereka. Salut untuk mereka! HEBAT!! Saya sungguh mengagumi kehebatan mereka dan kegigihan mereka. Akh, saya harus berterima kasih secara khusus pada Made &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;nih&lt;/i&gt;, karena dia sudah membantu mengingatkan saya kembali. I’ll arrange a meeting with him I guess. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, mari kita mengingat-ingat kembali, mimpi-mimpi dan cita-cita apa saja yang belum terwujud, dan mari, kita buat itu semua jadi kenyataan.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yes, I believe I can! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oUJ1b3t3_mQ/TaHiBBU3x0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/MkevxIDb1Rw/s1600/NewYork2.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="205" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oUJ1b3t3_mQ/TaHiBBU3x0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/MkevxIDb1Rw/s320/NewYork2.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5NFcmzlzhK8/TaHh1oWIQJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-c6q0VgCo2g/s1600/NewYork1.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5NFcmzlzhK8/TaHh1oWIQJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-c6q0VgCo2g/s320/NewYork1.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-6482351272563051965?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/6482351272563051965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=6482351272563051965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/6482351272563051965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/6482351272563051965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-believe-you-can.html' title='“I believe you can”'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zUmXfX1HaPY/TaHlwqySp2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/2Usmn2kuwVs/s72-c/Dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-6045951829189052682</id><published>2011-03-16T14:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:05:33.332+07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;My heart actually pounding harder &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;faster&amp;nbsp;when i see this BEAUTIFUL heels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Iy01NJbTu2Y/TYBhEqD6S0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/lGpjqmkFNKo/s1600/killer+heels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Iy01NJbTu2Y/TYBhEqD6S0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/lGpjqmkFNKo/s320/killer+heels.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-6045951829189052682?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/6045951829189052682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=6045951829189052682&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/6045951829189052682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/6045951829189052682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/03/wow.html' title='WOW....'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Iy01NJbTu2Y/TYBhEqD6S0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/lGpjqmkFNKo/s72-c/killer+heels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-4395961704361000883</id><published>2011-03-15T23:23:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:36:39.583+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Be!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;If you want it, try it. Better try it than regret for never trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;Better say it than keep it in heart. It will only be a burden for the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;Better do it now than procrastinate it, coz you’ll never know what tomorrow will come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;Better be your self than trying to be somebody you're not. Be unique! Be yourself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;And yes, I love myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k2dqzr8ovow/TX-U76l5ukI/AAAAAAAAAJY/o9x5h9lJVxI/s320/dancing%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bbeach.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584345820024126018" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-4395961704361000883?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/4395961704361000883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=4395961704361000883&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4395961704361000883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4395961704361000883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/03/better-be.html' title='Better Be!'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k2dqzr8ovow/TX-U76l5ukI/AAAAAAAAAJY/o9x5h9lJVxI/s72-c/dancing%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bbeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-3209080462985880523</id><published>2011-03-15T00:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:33:54.761+07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Things I Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-maO3nDueS9w/TX5QJP2HmWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/nuHndVJjJdo/s1600/lavender-aromatherapy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-maO3nDueS9w/TX5QJP2HmWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/nuHndVJjJdo/s320/lavender-aromatherapy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lavender...the purple color...the smell..it really &amp;nbsp;calms me down....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qFeaeA3YwW8/TX5QVZG3a2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/RiEUvrOldAw/s1600/indian-bangles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qFeaeA3YwW8/TX5QVZG3a2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/RiEUvrOldAw/s320/indian-bangles.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bangles...they're beautiful and simple...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-id5uaKEsnFo/TX5QwBk2x3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/CeXo3D_NqDs/s1600/Watermelon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-id5uaKEsnFo/TX5QwBk2x3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/CeXo3D_NqDs/s320/Watermelon.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watermelon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a watermelon monster....rooaarrrr...! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can't get enough of this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dyHbcQfCL14/TX5QulnAMdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IC4UU9P3Azg/s1600/high-heels.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dyHbcQfCL14/TX5QulnAMdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IC4UU9P3Azg/s320/high-heels.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;High Heels...oh, they're pretty...any kind, any colors...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...too bad, can't really wear them for a long period..still love them very much though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-3209080462985880523?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/3209080462985880523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=3209080462985880523&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3209080462985880523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3209080462985880523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/03/4-things-i-love.html' title='4 Things I Love'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-maO3nDueS9w/TX5QJP2HmWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/nuHndVJjJdo/s72-c/lavender-aromatherapy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-5326308570320917595</id><published>2011-03-11T23:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T23:20:25.868+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indahnya hidup…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hidup itu menarik, hidup itu menantang, hidup itu seru, hidup itu penuh warna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Setiap orang punya cerita hidupnya sendiri, dan setiap orang punya tantangan hidupnya sendiri. Ada yang sibuk dengan urusan hartanya, ada yang sibuk dengan pemenuhan kebutuhan cintanya, ada yang sibuk dengan urusan keluarganya, ada yang sibuk dengan pencarian pasangannya, ada yang sibuk dengan karirnya ataupun berbagai bagai hal lainnya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi satu yang pasti, dan sungguh saya syukuri dalam hidup ini, bahwa saya punya banyak sahabat yang sayang dan mengerti dan mencintai saya apa adanya. Saya sungguh bersyukur pada Tuhan, karena ada banyak sahabat yang tak segan-segan mengeluarkan pendapatnya, tak segan-segan ‘menampar’ saya ketika saya salah dan agak &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;ngeyel&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Akhir-akhir ini, setelah melalui sebuah perjuangan dan penemuan diri kembali sepanjang tahun 2010 kemarin, saya mencoba untuk selalu melihat hal-hal kecil dari setiap aspek kehidupan saya. Mencoba bersyukur dan menghitung terus berkat yang saya terima ketimbang sesal dan duka nestapa yang saya hadapi. Saya mencoba membuka mata dan hati saya terus, untuk terus tumbuh, dari segala keadaan yang saya hadapi. Satu hal yang saya yakini, bahwa setiap langkah yang saya ayunkan dalam hidup ini, saya tidak pernah sendirian, dan selalu ada keindahan dibalik langkah-langkah itu. Keindahan yang mungkin tak dapat saya mengerti sekarang, tapi suatu saat, saya akan mengerti jua. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah, mari menikmati saja..hidup ini sudah menarik dengan sendirinya &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;koq&lt;/i&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: justify;"&gt;Terlalu banyak menganalisa tak baik, terlalu banyak berpikir juga tak baik, tapi yah bukan berarti lantas tak berpikir juga. Menjalani hidup seolah hari ini adalah hari terakhir saya itu sungguh menyenangkan. Menjalankan hidup sekarang, bukan kemarin atau pun besok, itu menantang dan membutuhkan kesadaran kuat untuk mencoba hadir di saat ini (tiba-tiba terinspirasi untuk menulis topik ini). Saya suka hidup. Saya menikmati hidup saya bersama dengan lika-likunya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WlFthcikW8E/TXpLEd2jaxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vGE0Ea51JX0/s1600/behappylovelife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WlFthcikW8E/TXpLEd2jaxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vGE0Ea51JX0/s400/behappylovelife.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-5326308570320917595?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/5326308570320917595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=5326308570320917595&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5326308570320917595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5326308570320917595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/03/indahnya-hidup.html' title='Indahnya hidup…'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WlFthcikW8E/TXpLEd2jaxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vGE0Ea51JX0/s72-c/behappylovelife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-1994987443225813942</id><published>2011-02-27T22:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T22:33:08.115+07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Bapa Kami....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;Bapa kami yang ada di Surga,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;dimuliakanlah nama-Mu.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;Datanglah kerajaan-Mu, jadilah kehendak-Mu,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;di atas bumi seperti di dalam surga.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;Berilah kami rejeki pada hari ini,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;dan ampunilah kesalahan kami seperti kami pun mengampuni&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;yang bersalah kepada kami.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;Dan janganlah masukkan kami ke dalam percobaan,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;tetapi bebaskanlah kami dari yang jahat.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;Amin.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;[Sebab Tuhanlah Raja yang mulia dan berkuasa&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;untuk selama-lamanya.]&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3ClDdgIPQnY/TWpt5SFlQgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ienkZoqw0YI/s1600/prayer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3ClDdgIPQnY/TWpt5SFlQgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ienkZoqw0YI/s320/prayer.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em; text-align: center;"&gt;.....hanya itu doaku untuk setiap langkah yang telah Kau rencanakan bagiku, Bapa....&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-1994987443225813942?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/1994987443225813942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=1994987443225813942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1994987443225813942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1994987443225813942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/02/bapa-kami.html' title='...Bapa Kami....'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3ClDdgIPQnY/TWpt5SFlQgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ienkZoqw0YI/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-3274032957130081883</id><published>2011-02-22T13:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:35:09.337+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am</title><content type='html'>...through all the darkness i have passed, here i am, to say : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ro0x0GZoh4/TWNYn344eUI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GSS5bwJzcGU/s320/Im+Happy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics from &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/7316329"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-3274032957130081883?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/3274032957130081883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=3274032957130081883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3274032957130081883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3274032957130081883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ro0x0GZoh4/TWNYn344eUI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GSS5bwJzcGU/s72-c/Im+Happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-2520477161824168901</id><published>2011-02-09T10:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T10:53:32.079+07:00</updated><title type='text'>every scar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TVIPGxkg0PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7FuGqfnQ8X0/s1600/every+scar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TVIPGxkg0PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7FuGqfnQ8X0/s320/every+scar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic from : &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/6633453"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-2520477161824168901?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/2520477161824168901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=2520477161824168901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2520477161824168901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2520477161824168901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/02/every-scar.html' title='every scar'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TVIPGxkg0PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7FuGqfnQ8X0/s72-c/every+scar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-4262186800070353496</id><published>2011-01-27T14:37:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T15:17:07.116+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day without My Blackberry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hmm..somehow, I have to admit, I am one of those who is very much attached to my blackberry. Yeah, realize it, just never admit it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Last Monday, I incidentally left my bb at home. Yeah, kind of sloppy me, and I just realized it when I was already in my office’s lift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Actually my house isn’t that far , at first, I planned to take it on lunch time, but then again I thought it should be okay. And guess what..it was a peaceful day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course I told my boss that I didn’t bring my bb that day, so that he wouldn’t be angry in case he looked for me via BBM. I went home around 10 p.m. and so many messages, missed calls, BBM, Groups Chats, etc. Hahaha..well..well..pretty busy Monday for my Blackberry huh? Anyway, I survived the day, and yes, I would love to do this during my weekend. Going to be a quiet and lovely weekend I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TUEgTJj_dhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ec9ytyV2seU/s1600/tumblr_lfgcnmAxJ81qagnuho1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TUEgTJj_dhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ec9ytyV2seU/s320/tumblr_lfgcnmAxJ81qagnuho1_500_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, don’t worry to detached yourself from any gadgets, like your mobile phone, notebook, cable tv, ipod, mp2 player, ipad, ebook reader and even from the internet! You will survive anyhow and pay more attention to your surrounding which is interesting too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s fun! Totally…! Try it yourself…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture is borrowed from &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/6589476"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-4262186800070353496?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/4262186800070353496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=4262186800070353496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4262186800070353496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4262186800070353496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-without-my-blackberry.html' title='A Day without My Blackberry'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TUEgTJj_dhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ec9ytyV2seU/s72-c/tumblr_lfgcnmAxJ81qagnuho1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-4482262238947377001</id><published>2011-01-24T21:52:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T22:08:50.461+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Scrapbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So..last Sunday, I went to a scrap booking class which was held by &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/"&gt;Martha Stewart Living&lt;/a&gt; - Indonesia. We were coached by &lt;a href="http://www.myscrapbookideas.com/"&gt;My Scrapbook Ideas&lt;/a&gt;. At first, I thought it was going to be difficult, but when I was there I really enjoyed it, even I didn't realize that we have spent almost about 3 hours to make 1 beautiful page. The theme was "Happy Family". Oh, I enjoyed cutting, gluing, coloring, arranging the flower pics on the page, etc. Wow..and yes, I did made it! Yeay...gotta do it more often! It really make me happy. :) Here is the result :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TT2UlJPiT_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BL_1LWT4nak/s320/IMG_5201_1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565768080356954098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and you know what..as someone who loves photography too, I now have more ideas of what to do with those abundant photos....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ha..Ha..Ha...love all these creativity and ideas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-4482262238947377001?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/4482262238947377001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=4482262238947377001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4482262238947377001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4482262238947377001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-first-scrapbook.html' title='My First Scrapbook'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TT2UlJPiT_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BL_1LWT4nak/s72-c/IMG_5201_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-7118113631183407730</id><published>2011-01-24T13:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T21:21:01.120+07:00</updated><title type='text'>love the 22nd every month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As a starbucks lover, i do love the 22nd of each month!&lt;/div&gt;Ha! what's up with that date? Of course...it's the day in which i can buy any drink half price, just by bringing my own starbucks tumbler....hahahahaha...yeayyy...love the promo very much!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TT2KoLyCrOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wiu5jXNKjy4/s320/tumbler.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565757137461882082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-7118113631183407730?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/7118113631183407730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=7118113631183407730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7118113631183407730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7118113631183407730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-22nd-every-month.html' title='love the 22nd every month!'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TT2KoLyCrOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wiu5jXNKjy4/s72-c/tumbler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-5176609707794896195</id><published>2011-01-13T13:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:21:45.165+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2011</title><content type='html'>Hihihi..I know I know..it’s the 13th day of January 2011 already…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better late than never though, right? Hahahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the THEME of MY 2011 : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL LIFE, SIMPLE LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, let’s open our eyes to see the beauty of life...&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;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TS6U7zKTHvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8dQbbBbJC6E/s1600/life-is-beautiful1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TS6U7zKTHvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8dQbbBbJC6E/s400/life-is-beautiful1.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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: justify;"&gt;Don't forget to simplify everything..for simple is always the best......always.....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TS6W1O4m8LI/AAAAAAAAAD4/b4NCqM8NjE0/s1600/OhBeautifulLife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TS6W1O4m8LI/AAAAAAAAAD4/b4NCqM8NjE0/s320/OhBeautifulLife.jpg" width="192" /&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;Pour lots of LOVE in your life....&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TS6XJMjTM2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/pGMjhLXfOJk/s1600/heart+flower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TS6XJMjTM2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/pGMjhLXfOJk/s400/heart+flower.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least....BE YOU...&lt;br /&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/_o2bcNu5lgco/TS6XU1Up7qI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NDOqhtj3tWQ/s1600/free+to+be+you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TS6XU1Up7qI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NDOqhtj3tWQ/s400/free+to+be+you.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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: justify;"&gt;Amazing pics are borrowed from : &lt;a href="http://webtv.coe.int/videos_files/highlight_stills/vod101_EN.jpg"&gt;One&lt;/a&gt;﻿, &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/384323992_5fe67df84d.jpg"&gt;Two &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.id/imgres?imgurl=http://johntunger.typepad.com/artbuzz/images/sculpture/dancers/OhBeautifulLife.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://art.johntunger.com/sold/&amp;amp;usg=__aEs4LiOwMxw0zC11bYyzvuwhlq8=&amp;amp;h=662&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=24&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=14&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=HPxevYWTE9XVBM:&amp;amp;tbnh=138&amp;amp;tbnw=83&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DBeautiful%2Blife%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN%26ndsp%3D20%26tbs%3Disch:1"&gt;Three&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.things4myspace.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/life-is-beautiful1.gif"&gt;Four&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/4089728888072142511-5176609707794896195?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/5176609707794896195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=5176609707794896195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5176609707794896195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5176609707794896195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-2011.html' title='Happy New Year 2011'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TS6U7zKTHvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8dQbbBbJC6E/s72-c/life-is-beautiful1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-1401210711167158385</id><published>2010-12-28T15:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T15:13:37.546+07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS AN ADVENTURE</title><content type='html'>As the end of the year 2010 is approaching soon, few days ago, I watched this commercial and really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is my new spirit of living, and to welcome the year 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qekZeTtjXxM?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I want to live my life to﻿ the absolute fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;To open my eyes to be all I can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;To travel roads not taken, to meet faces unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;To feel the wind, to touch the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I promise to discover myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;To stand tall with greatness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;To chase down and catch every dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIFE IS AN ADVENTURE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-1401210711167158385?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/1401210711167158385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=1401210711167158385&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1401210711167158385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1401210711167158385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-is-adventure.html' title='LIFE IS AN ADVENTURE'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qekZeTtjXxM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-5890185267808607050</id><published>2010-12-26T14:09:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T14:19:35.878+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>The Wonder of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hmmm….let me sing..”&lt;i&gt;so this is Christmas…&lt;/i&gt;” , ow, I love Christmas because that means I am having my year end holiday. Hehehehe..yeap, since last year, I finally have the so-called-christmas and year end holiday. I have to thanked God for this privilege. Well, this year Christmas isn’t different from any other Christmas day of the previous years.  Err, then again, I think it’s kind of different, since for the first time, I bought cookies for Christmas, and some of my friends gave me some cookies. Hehehehehehe…and the best is I get chocolate cake!! Yummy..super super amazing and really love it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "  &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TRbq0Fp2sbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TAOXc5CK8Oo/s1600/IMG00339-20101223-1937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TRbq0Fp2sbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TAOXc5CK8Oo/s320/IMG00339-20101223-1937.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554885370999910834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.awfullychocolate.co.id/cakes.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;awfully chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I went home for Christmas…and the first sentence my dad told me was “Hello, finally you remember to go home, eh?” ..geese, what a straight forward one. He must be missing me so much! I had my Xmas mass in the church nearby, which is located in my junior high school area. I met many of my teachers there, and yeah..yeah..as usual the most famous question was asked repeatedly : “When will you get married?” Gosh! What’s up with getting married, huh? Anyway, I liked and enjoyed the mass that night. The wonder of Christmas to me was that my dad drove me to the church, which I think he had never done that before. Thank you, Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size: medium; "&gt;…so…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size: medium; "&gt; everybody….May the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Joy, Love and Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size: medium; "&gt; of Christmas be with you…..always…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); " &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TRbrz9reU0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/d5fymwwwAQg/s400/b-470088-The_Christmas_tree_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554886468370846530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); " &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;/p&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/4089728888072142511-5890185267808607050?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/5890185267808607050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=5890185267808607050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5890185267808607050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5890185267808607050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/12/wonder-of-christmas.html' title='The Wonder of Christmas'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TRbq0Fp2sbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TAOXc5CK8Oo/s72-c/IMG00339-20101223-1937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-2825246045395498538</id><published>2010-12-26T12:21:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T15:15:29.619+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My best friends’ wedding day : 18 December 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last weekend, my best friends’ had their wedding day. The ceremony in the church was beautiful and the reception was also wonderful. It was my pleasure to be part of their important moment of their lives. I almost dropped my tears when the groom said his vow. Here I share some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TRbRehwrECI/AAAAAAAAADg/DB38INDHoSk/s1600/IMG00309-20101218-1336.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554857512796885026" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TRbRehwrECI/AAAAAAAAADg/DB38INDHoSk/s320/IMG00309-20101218-1336.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Groom &amp;amp; The Bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554857881538225938" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TRbRz_bdZxI/AAAAAAAAADo/abqe7YKQbss/s320/IMG00130-20101218-1841.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Best Men &amp;amp; The Bride's Maids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554858479209583794" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TRbSWx7alLI/AAAAAAAAADw/3BODOzB17i0/s320/IMG00313-20101218-1844.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;The Bride &amp;amp; The Best Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554859035837180802" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TRbS3Lhxq4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/RGNmFG7mv1A/s320/IMG00317-20101218-1848.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;The Bride &amp;amp; The Bride's Maids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well..Well..a new chapter of their life and my prayer for them...may them live happily ever after and always loving each other until the end. Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-2825246045395498538?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/2825246045395498538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=2825246045395498538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2825246045395498538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2825246045395498538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-best-friends-wedding-day-18-december.html' title='My best friends’ wedding day : 18 December 2010'/><author><name>milkydot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16880354448783909062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jYsLfnAMrs/TZ1pgIOGORI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/x-0eyVi3xgo/s220/purple%2Bflower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Km1y2-CD_C0/TRbRehwrECI/AAAAAAAAADg/DB38INDHoSk/s72-c/IMG00309-20101218-1336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-4491647113869203484</id><published>2010-12-23T17:24:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T17:25:44.498+07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of The Happiest Day in 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On 11 December 2010, I had my birthday. I turned to 28 years old. Well, don’t worry, it’s perfectly fine for me to mention my age. I am happy being me anyway, nothing to be sad about of being 28-years single lady at all. This year, I managed to have an enjoyable celebration with some of my girl friends. I was really happy that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 156.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It wasn’t a very merry or such a very extravagant celebration. It was just a sweet and happy day. We decided to go to &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Bandung&lt;/city&gt;&lt;/place&gt;, one of our favorite city. Oh, before I forget, the “we” here is me, &lt;personname w:st="on"&gt;Christine&lt;/personname&gt; Hawono, Natalia Komalasari and Vera Riesanti. We usually have a weekend getaway once a month, and since we didn’t managed to do so in November, then We went out of town on my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Let’s start the journey then, I’ll try to make it brief though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On Friday night, they picked me up in my office. I had to ‘run away’ immediately from the office, before something came up in the last minutes. Hop in to the car and so off we go! Well..well…&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Jakarta&lt;/city&gt;&lt;/place&gt; is as usual, traffic jam everywhere! So that night, we were kind of struggling to pass the jam so that we could go to toll-road. Lucky, it was not that bad at all. We went from &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Jakarta&lt;/city&gt; around 7 pm and arrived in &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Bandung&lt;/city&gt;&lt;/place&gt; around 9 pm. Quite fast! Thank you, Dear God! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, first stop is definitely to have proper DINNER. We stopped to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Nasi Kalong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, in Jalan Riau. It was my first time, and the food was delicious. I like the Ayam Madu, plus they play jazz songs. I wished it wasn’t raining that night so we could stay a bit longer there. Belly was happy, next destination was to find a cozy café to sit and chit chatting. So, we decided to go to Cloud 9 in Dago Atas. Yet, when we arrived there it wasn’t much of &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;called&lt;/span&gt; comfortable, since the music is absurd and hurting our ears, then we decided to move to another café nearby, The Valley, but it was closed already. So, we changed our direction and went to Ciumbuleuit, our lovely and memorable street, first stop should be &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cabe Rawit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but, we didn’t see it and the parking lot was full, so we went to Gemboel, next to Jalan Menjangan. Gemboel is a &lt;em&gt;warteg&lt;/em&gt;, they sell instant noodles, toasted bread ( I doubt they toast it, hehehe), orange juice, &lt;em&gt;nasi kuning&lt;/em&gt; and others. This is another memorable place for the 3 of us (Cik Vera went to collage in &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Surabaya&lt;/city&gt;&lt;/place&gt;). We ordered Indomie, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Es Jeruk (padahal baru klar makan malem ya! parah).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It was quite busy night there, many students were still there. And what was amazing,I had the changing of day there, these girls sing Happy Birthday to me there. Kind of sweet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We stayed in Novotel Bandung, and we were kind of disappointed since it felt not like a&amp;nbsp;4 star hotel. The accommodation and the service was so lame. Anyway, &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;so, the next day, we went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Mie Rica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, again, those girls, sang happy birthday to me there. Don’t u just love them. Next destination is &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PT Rasa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a delicious &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Coconut Royale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ice cream. Apparently the place was quite near then, we directly ate those delicious ice cream. Yummy…Yummy…Oh yeah, these girls again sang the birthday song for me here. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Next Destination, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Karmel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeap, to say my prayer for a wonderful life until this day. I love visiting this place and I can stay there for hours. What a peaceful place, which is rather hard to find in &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Jakarta&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt;. Then, we decided to go to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;La Oma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have our leisure time and lunch of course! (we are crazy! We just had noodle at 11am and at 1 pm we were about to have our lunch!! Goshhhh!!). We sat in one of the Gazebo, had a very good light chit chat and we postponed our lunch of course. Ono and I decided to have a massage. We had the massage in our gazebo. It was a very wonderful experience. I fell asleep while the lady massage me ^_^. Oh, these ladies bought me another cake and again, they sang the birthday song again. &lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Verdana; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Verdana; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We went home like around 5pm in the afternoon, it was one rare pleasure to have this moments with them. Actually it was quite windy and somehow, all of us fell asleep during the massage time. Feels like home I guess! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TRMjKboK_yI/AAAAAAAAADs/_5XAERAYTmY/s1600/Birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TRMjKboK_yI/AAAAAAAAADs/_5XAERAYTmY/s320/Birthday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The day shall not end here, again, since none of us wanted to go for shopping, we choose to go to The Valley for dinner. Hehehehe…EATING AGAIN?? Yeap. We are ‘beautiful monsters”. Anyway, we didn’t have heavy dinner since our stomach was ready to blow up. Too much food will kill you!! We just had some soups and cocktails. And, Again, these ladies bought me another cake, err, 2 cakes!! The first time, the waitress brought a strawberry cheese cake, which is my fave cake, with a candle on it, these ladies again for the x-times, sang the song for me. I was surprised enough, then not long afterward, the waitress came again with another cake,Lemon pie cake, and yeah..they sang again the song for me. I was confused and more surprised. These ladies actually tried to make the entire guests sang the song together, but somehow those people were confused and instead of singing along, they only stare at us. THANK YOU FOR THE EFFORT GIRLS!! &lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Verdana; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Verdana; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and so, the day in &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Bandung&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; ended beautifully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I did enjoy my day, not really an extraordinary celebration, but I did enjoy spending a very sweet and memorable day with my inner circle, best friends, to have laughters and stories together. One sweet day to remember in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I thank God for this beautiful day and His blessings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-4491647113869203484?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/4491647113869203484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=4491647113869203484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4491647113869203484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4491647113869203484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-of-happiest-day-in-2010.html' title='One of The Happiest Day in 2010'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TRMjKboK_yI/AAAAAAAAADs/_5XAERAYTmY/s72-c/Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-1811888169240250971</id><published>2010-12-10T13:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T13:30:17.153+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menulis adalah Terapi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Setelah sekian lama absen dari dunia tulis menulis, saya belakangan ini mencoba kembali menekuni hobi yang agak terabaikan itu. Menariknya, sepanjang tahun ini saya mencoba menulis puisi-puisi, tapi apa dikata, tampaknya, saya bukan orang yang bisa menulis puisi dengan baik, dengan aturan rima-nya dan kawan-kawannya atau merangkai kata dengan indah dengan kata-kata implisit. Yah, tak mengapa. Setiap orang punya talentanya masing-masing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Menulis itu adalah terapi buat saya. Menuliskan berbagai-bagai rupa hal, mulai dari kejadian kejadian kecil dalam hidup, rutinitas yang terjadi sehari-hari, ungkapan rasa isi hati yang terdalam, dan berbagai ragam hal lainnya yang bisa ditulis, memberikan kenikmatan sendiri bagi diri saya. Melegakan sekaligus menentramkan jiwa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entah sejak kapan saya menyukai menulis, mungkin juga karena saya menyukai membaca, tetapi yang pasti, menulis sungguh menyenangkan dan memberikan kenikmatan sendiri, selama prosesnya, maupun nanti setelah selesai dan membacanya kembali. Pernah sekali waktu, saya membaca tulisan saya sendiri mengenai sebuah topik tertentu, dan saat itu saya terheran-heran sendiri;&lt;em&gt; koq bisa yah saya mikir sampai begitu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di jaman serba modern ini, berbagai teknologi semakin mempermudah untuk membantu setiap saat menuangkan isi pikiran dan ide, ya, saya juga senang akan kemudahan ini, tetapi, bagi saya menulis di atas kertas, memegang pena, menggoreskan tinta adalah sebuah sensasi sendiri. Sebuah keindahan yang tak bisa digantikan dengan sekedar memencet tuts &lt;em&gt;keyboard&lt;/em&gt;. Jadi, ketika hari hampir selesai, duduk di kamar, sendirian bersama &lt;em&gt;journal&lt;/em&gt; saya adalah sebuah waktu istimewa yang saya usahakan terjadi setiap hari, meskipun hanya beberapa menit. Itulah waktu saya sendiri yang tak bisa dicuri oleh siapapun juga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fortruedee.student.umm.ac.id/files/2010/07/Lomba-Menulis-Cerpen-20101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://fortruedee.student.umm.ac.id/files/2010/07/Lomba-Menulis-Cerpen-20101.jpg" width="320" /&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; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi, saya akan terus menulis, bukan demi pujian oleh orang yang membaca, bukan karena ingin diapresiasi oleh orang lain, bukan karena menulis &lt;em&gt;blog&lt;/em&gt; atau mempublikasikan tulisan melalui media internet sekarang sedang marak, tapi semata-mata karena menulis adalah terapi dan juga cara saya mengekspresikan diri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mari teruslah mengekspresikan diri! &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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-1811888169240250971?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/1811888169240250971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=1811888169240250971&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1811888169240250971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1811888169240250971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/12/menulis-adalah-terapi.html' title='Menulis adalah Terapi'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-8669750980179974960</id><published>2010-12-07T19:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:29:49.697+07:00</updated><title type='text'>progressing in new page</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been several days trying to edit and redesign my blog. Gosh…since I’m not really good in technology, I couldn’t manage to find a better appearance. I like the previous setting which is almost like what you see now, but somehow, I delete that and now I kind of forget how it looked like. Oh man, I got to upgrade my memory and my ability in technology. Oh well, so at the moment is not the fixed page you will see. I still had several features which I want to add into this page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We’ll see later. I hope I managed to spare extra time exploring these, and make a better page and make it permanent. So…explore explore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh..i just love exploring things…&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/4089728888072142511-8669750980179974960?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/8669750980179974960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=8669750980179974960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/8669750980179974960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/8669750980179974960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/12/progressing-in-new-page.html' title='progressing in new page'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-3723331523331927091</id><published>2010-11-24T22:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:22:57.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Sammy and I are best friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sammy is the name of my notebook. Oh Dear, don’t be confused, some people are weird, naming their belonging , guess that includes me! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyhow, He has been with me for like almost a year but somehow, I haven’t been a very good friend with him. Yeah, I kind of neglect him often.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, since the beginning of November, somehow I have so many ideas, thoughts, and many more, and that makes me closer to Sammy now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TO0s7YBRCDI/AAAAAAAAADI/F-BsF1svLwQ/s1600/writing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TO0s7YBRCDI/AAAAAAAAADI/F-BsF1svLwQ/s320/writing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, when Sammy and I are best friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I produce so many writings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hmmm….I am happy to have my Sammy as my best companion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4089728888072142511-3723331523331927091?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/3723331523331927091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=3723331523331927091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3723331523331927091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3723331523331927091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-sammy-and-i-are-best-friends.html' title='When Sammy and I are best friends'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TO0s7YBRCDI/AAAAAAAAADI/F-BsF1svLwQ/s72-c/writing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-6930322050590480691</id><published>2010-11-08T22:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:51:44.270+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels Among Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are things in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That will make you cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And it's time like these&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you barely get by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are people in life&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Who will make it hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are times when you'll feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Like you're on your guard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But up in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The stars shine bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Over your sorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And all through the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Upon those stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The angels watch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And guide us through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Life's toughest parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They make us laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And dry our tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They release our anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And calm our fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are angels among us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you're feeling blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And when you feel alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They come to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They pick you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And hold your hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They walk with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So the sadder you get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And the worst you feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Always remember,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Angels are here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-6930322050590480691?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/6930322050590480691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=6930322050590480691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/6930322050590480691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/6930322050590480691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/11/angels-among-us.html' title='Angels Among Us'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-5662208643032634127</id><published>2010-10-10T13:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T13:58:28.353+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is.</title><content type='html'>Life is an opportunity, benefit from it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is beauty, admire it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is bliss, taste it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is a dream, realize it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is a challenge, meet it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is a duty, complete it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is a game, play it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is a promise, fulfill it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is sorrow, overcome it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is a song, sing it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is a struggle, accept it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is a tragedy, confront it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is an adventure, dare it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is luck, make it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is too precious, do not destroy it. &lt;br /&gt;Life is life, fight for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mother Teresa-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-5662208643032634127?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/5662208643032634127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=5662208643032634127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5662208643032634127'/><link 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class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;"God hears every unspoken words, sees every unseen wound, mend every unbearable pain. Have faith and be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-3465624969054684611?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/3465624969054684611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=3465624969054684611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3465624969054684611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3465624969054684611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/10/god-hears-sees-and-mend.html' title='God hears, sees and mend'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-5804308665428328721</id><published>2010-09-26T14:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T14:11:22.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'>warna yang berbeda</title><content type='html'>Ketika kubuka hatiku...&lt;br /&gt;Dunia kembali berwarna,&lt;br /&gt;Warna yang berbeda.&lt;br /&gt;Berbeda dari biasanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kubuka hatiku...&lt;br /&gt;Aku lupa...&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku tak terlindungi,&lt;br /&gt;Sakit mampu menyerang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akh, kunikmati saja barang sejenak, pikirku..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi..siapalah aku..&lt;br /&gt;Ceritaku bkn aku yang menentukan.&lt;br /&gt;Kutak mampu meminta sesuka diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secepat datangnya cinta,&lt;br /&gt;Seperti pencuri yang mencuri hati.&lt;br /&gt;Secepat itulah luka datang,&lt;br /&gt;Seperti itulah hati terluka dan patah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah kumenikmati deraan ini..&lt;br /&gt;Seperti kumenikmati rasa yg berbeda itu?&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin, biar kucoba pikirku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akh..sungguh berbeda!&lt;br /&gt;Nikmat yang berbeda.&lt;br /&gt;Rasa tak sampai ke hati, &lt;br /&gt;Tawa tak memberi bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;Masih patutkah disebut menikmati? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, jawabku..&lt;br /&gt;Karena tawa beringinan bersama airmata..&lt;br /&gt;Karena meski terlihat kelam dan gelap, hitam masih tetap warna hidupku.&lt;br /&gt;Karena tanpa merasakan ini,kutak mampu mengerti indahnya rasa bersyukur..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-5804308665428328721?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/5804308665428328721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=5804308665428328721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5804308665428328721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5804308665428328721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/09/warna-yang-berbeda.html' title='warna yang berbeda'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-7551539301954429744</id><published>2010-07-11T23:04:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:10:36.280+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie's letter to Claire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;taken from the movie : Letters to Juliet (2010)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"'What' and ‘if’ two words as nonthreatening&amp;nbsp;as words come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But put&amp;nbsp;them together side-by-side and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;they&amp;nbsp;have the power to haunt you for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;rest of your life: ‘What if?'..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"I don't know how your story ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But I know that if what you felt&amp;nbsp;then was love - true love - then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;it's never too late. If it was true&amp;nbsp;then it why wouldn't it be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;now? You need only the courage to&amp;nbsp;follow your heart..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"I don't know what a love like that&amp;nbsp;feels like... a love to leave loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ones for, a love to cross oceans&amp;nbsp;for... but I'd like to believe if I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ever felt it. I'd have the courage&amp;nbsp;to seize it. I hope you had the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;courage to seize it, Claire. And if&amp;nbsp;you didn't, I hope one day that you&amp;nbsp;will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TDnqnlqqqYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AvliYsMx1MA/s1600/Letters+to+Juliet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TDnqnlqqqYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AvliYsMx1MA/s320/Letters+to+Juliet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-7551539301954429744?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/7551539301954429744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=7551539301954429744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7551539301954429744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7551539301954429744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/07/sophies-letter-to-claire.html' title='Sophie&apos;s letter to Claire'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TDnqnlqqqYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AvliYsMx1MA/s72-c/Letters+to+Juliet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-7513047897749440773</id><published>2010-07-05T13:24:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T13:25:20.922+07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The sadest part in friendship is not when ur friend passed away. It is one unavoidable event which is beyond our control. The sadest part is when u have to let go a dear friend, because u know she is better off without u; because staying means hurting each other. Kind of weird isn't it? Dunno, but sometimes it happens. To me, it is heart-breaking, indeed; but wouldn't it be selfish to keep her by urside while she will be hurt. It may matter at first, but when u know she's happy, u'll be ok. You just can't push friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Friends come and go, but true friends stay. Your true friend will stay in every seasons of ur life. A true friend will come to u directly, and say her worries to u when she sees and feels something's wrong with u. A true friend will tell u to share ur story to some1 u trust, though it is not her, so u can be better. A true friend comes to u and lend her shoulder for u to cry, though she doesn't know any of ur stories. A true friend will be herself to u. A true friend will hold ur hand though u don't share ur stories. A true friend sit by ur side when all u need a companion in silent. A true friend doesn't drain ur emotions just to fulfill her emotional needs. A true friend will question u for a daring action u're going to do, not because she doesn't trust u, but because she worries u,and she won't be there to hug u when u need one. A true friend doesn't need to know every details of her friends' life; but she knows what really matters in ur life. A true friend will not hide from u, no matter what has happened. A true friend let u take ur distance and space when she knows u need it; and when u come back to them, u still find her the same;not changing at all even they will open their arms to welcome u back. A true friend comes to u and gives u hug; and she doesn't need a reason to do so. And so the list continues.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes in friendship, we yell each other. We disagree. We have conflicts. We fight each other. We have arguments over little things. We expect our bestfriend to be like what we expect; but apparently they don't do so; we feel disappointment. We feel upset with them. Many times they let us down, but somehow, we end up in hugs and in peace. In friendship, we do have those days..it hurts for sure but somehow, we always have forgiveness, abundant of it, to forgive them, to take their apology and say it doesn't matter, because we do forgive them, and it does really doesn't matter, because our love for them is much more important than their mistakes. We don't change ourselves and we don't leave them, we simply forgive and forget; because the friendship worth much more than our disappointments and conflicts, because we love them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For whatever is your friendship stories, enjoy the ride, because though it hurts sometimes, it worth living...treasure each of them, though in the end u have to let go ur dear friend! For one can not live alone in this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I thank each of u, my friend, whatever is the story we have. Each of u gives color to my life....&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/4089728888072142511-7513047897749440773?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/7513047897749440773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=7513047897749440773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7513047897749440773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7513047897749440773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/07/about-friendship.html' title='About Friendship'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-7370792727993878717</id><published>2010-06-24T00:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T00:56:22.839+07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Share</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A friend just called me an hour ago. He told me his big decision of his life, that he’s changing his career path. He has talked about this to me last Sunday as an easy talk during our dinner anyway. I was surprised. Seriously surprised. Why? because, I never expected him to told me instantly about his decision. Well, for me it is his life anyway. Somehow I just realized one thing. He wanted to share his life. He is sharing his fear, his anxiety, his big leap, his excitement, and sharing his thoughts, and also sharing his sadness altogether. I smiled. I laugh at myself. I am so flattered, yet so sad at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am so happy, he shared his story with me. I am happy because he decided to tell me his story despite the fact that I don’t really share my stories that much. Thank you dear friend! &amp;nbsp;I am sad, because I just realized, I have not been sharing for quite some time. Not much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don’t really involve anybody in my decision making. I have learned to keep my burden, all my sorrow, all by myself. Pretty sad, indeed! I just forget how to share feels like. I used to share during my collage year with my house mates, all of them, no exception, in all aspects of my life. I can’t really remember since when I become so reluctant to socialize, to share my life stories, to share my doubts, to share my sorrow, to share my happiness. I have closed my life, I’ve been so individualistic. Yet, just now, I feel how nice it is to share with a friend. How nice it is to be involved and listen to a friends’ story and how in a way he’s acknowledging my existence in his life. It felt like a wake up call for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I should remember this feeling, and start sharing. Sharing my life with my precious people, and involve them in my life. And so I will do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-7370792727993878717?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/7370792727993878717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=7370792727993878717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7370792727993878717'/><link 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style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The MAKE UP...:) &lt;/div&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;/div&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/_o2bcNu5lgco/TBnmcaNuJ0I/AAAAAAAAACA/U1NkLc16clM/s1600/makeup.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TBnmcaNuJ0I/AAAAAAAAACA/U1NkLc16clM/s320/makeup.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" 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;THE BAG...definitely...:) and....&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/06/three-things-i-fancy-as-woman.html' title='Three Things I Fancy as A Woman'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TBnmcaNuJ0I/AAAAAAAAACA/U1NkLc16clM/s72-c/makeup.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-7403884531285324517</id><published>2010-06-16T13:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:01:47.262+07:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought you were &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but I was &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: small;"&gt;simply wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-7403884531285324517?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/7403884531285324517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=7403884531285324517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7403884531285324517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7403884531285324517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-8730966806620188681</id><published>2010-05-04T22:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:00:06.789+07:00</updated><title type='text'>inilah aku!</title><content type='html'>Akh, seandainya aku bisa melihat semua seperti kau melihatnya&lt;br /&gt;Seandainya aku bisa mencinta seperti kau mencinta &lt;br /&gt;Seandainya aku bisa mengerti seperti kau mengerti &lt;br /&gt;Seandainya aku bisa merasa seperti kau merasa&lt;br /&gt;Kuberharap kubisa…&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tak mampu kumengerti seluruhnya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf, kalau aku tak bisa melihatnya&lt;br /&gt;Maaf, kalau aku tak mampu mencinta&lt;br /&gt;Maaf, kalau aku tak mampu tuk mengerti &lt;br /&gt;Kuhanya bisa mencoba..&lt;br /&gt;Mencoba dan belajar tuk memahami &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi inilah aku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-8730966806620188681?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/8730966806620188681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=8730966806620188681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/8730966806620188681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/8730966806620188681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2010/05/inilah-aku.html' title='inilah aku!'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-2176369710536533375</id><published>2009-05-04T00:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:05:31.407+07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW</title><content type='html'>Have you ever imagine what the future would be?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever imagine whom are you going to be?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever imagine how you would end up to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friends, &lt;br /&gt;Don't bother...!&lt;br /&gt;All those imagination will lead to fear...&lt;br /&gt;All those imagination will lead to unhappines...&lt;br /&gt;All those imagination will lead to emptiness...&lt;br /&gt;All those imagination will lead to imagination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...is real...&lt;br /&gt;Now is Real...&lt;br /&gt;Live for now, live for today...&lt;br /&gt;For yesterday has passed, a history&lt;br /&gt;For we don't own tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;but we have now...today, this second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's live to the very best, NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-2176369710536533375?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/2176369710536533375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=2176369710536533375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2176369710536533375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2176369710536533375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2009/05/now.html' title='NOW'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-6638673504919872908</id><published>2008-12-29T22:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:22:51.778+07:00</updated><title type='text'>December  2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have always been in love with December. Of Course! Who wouldn’t? It is simply because this is the month of my birth and Christmas, and New Year and many celebration during this month. I would never missed any of those celebration. Somehow &amp;amp; someway, my December this year is a bit heavy, I would say. Despite all those hectic moments, busy of Year End Closing, many friends’ birthdays and weddings, I fall in love. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Yep! I fall in love! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L.O.V.E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;To whom? If you’re reading this, what cross your mind might be “Who’s the man?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, my friend, I am falling in love to special person who has special life and life has been very much treating them special too. Well, I am in love with these many orphans in Pondok Damai. Yup! And btw, they all are girls. I am very much in love with them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Last Saturday, I joined a Christmas Celebration there, and somehow, I missed those girls already today. Why? I don’t know. But I know I love them and I care for them. If you can explain this feeling, then help me! I can’t! The first time I came there, I feel sorry for them. Living in such a very simple house, which is stuffed by so many children aged 3-17 years old. It was one hell of a house! Not too big, nothing fancy, but all seems enough to protect them. Oh, and I love the Guess Room (where the Sister accept her guests)! I could fall asleep easily there and feel so DAMAI! ( as the name of the Orphanage : Pondok Damai). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I admire these people who live there. I admire their energy, their laughter, their spirit, their warm welcome, their love and attention to hardly known people like me, and for their honesty. They came from different background, different story of life. Yet they don’t just mourning their circumstances, but they fight and living their life to the best. They still keep on laughing, enjoying every moments of their life, and yet not afraid of their future! Unbelievable! I truly admire them. I don’t think I will managed to be like any of them, not even close! I might have committed suicide! J/K!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I listened to some of their stories, but not all of course, yet amazingly, it is very much complicated than MY Life! (in which I thought my life is complicated enough!). Thanking them that I can see how lucky my life has been. I still have my parents, brother &amp;amp; sister, friends, still be able to work (this is one thing I complaint a lot about), still be able to go to the movies, to take taxi, to sleep more than 8 hours a day, to hang out and to spend money for my own splurge. How about them? In their youth, they have to share many and learn a lot. Even they have to grow a lot faster then any of us. So, friend, maybe you don’t realize it now yet, but trust me! We are far much lucky than what we thought! L.O.V.E your life! Live in the Moments! And one more thing : BE WHO YOU TRULLY ARE!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-6638673504919872908?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/6638673504919872908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=6638673504919872908&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/6638673504919872908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/6638673504919872908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-2008.html' title='December  2008'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-2435655860478554540</id><published>2008-02-12T16:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:14:26.395+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gong Xi Fa Chai!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I get home safe and sound this morning. Many incidents which makes me arrive this morning instead of last night. Anyway, Let’s just forget about it!&lt;br /&gt;This morning, on my way from Tangerang to Teluknaga, I feel so happy..I don’t know why, but feels so relief finally I get home to a place called home. My Origin Place.&lt;br /&gt;I took angkot and sit next to the driver. The trip was accompanied with oldies Indonesian Songs, e.g Ebiet G. Ade, etc. It was okay for my ear though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized how relieving it was to see green land and scenery. Along the way I can see rivers, Rice Fields, Trees, and much more of natural items. What I like the most from the trip was the wheather was so nice, a bit cloudy and windy, but not raining. Arrive home, meet my brother &amp;amp; sister. Chit chatting, having lunch and then meet my mom, saying ‘happy new year’,  took off to my grandma’s house. Meet so many relatives, my uncles and aunties, and also cousins…And the best part is meet my favorite young cousin, Robbie. He’s so fat and so funny…!! Love him so much...Oh, I also finally met my new nephew, Andru. He’s so HANDSOME!! I adore this young man….=PPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet and Greet…is the main purpose of this Celebration!! Trully love this kind of events and celebration. I love my family and also my extended families. I love my grandma’s my uncles, aunties, cousins, love each of them. I am so happy of being part of this family.&lt;br /&gt;O, I forget something, since my other Grandma is staying with us, so, today we had so many guests coming…It was so happy to see so many relatives which I haven’t seen in ages [and of get new updated info of what is actually happening with them…].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This celebration will last, at least, until Sunday. I’m staying home till that day too..so..I need to take this opportunities well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : We had a new puppy, BONI. He’s so cute…!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, ini tulisannya dibuat pas SinCia..eh baru bisa dipost hari ini..hehehehehehe...agak basi yah..=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-2435655860478554540?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/2435655860478554540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=2435655860478554540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2435655860478554540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2435655860478554540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2008/02/feels-at-home.html' title='Feels at Home'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-3161420741384593574</id><published>2008-01-07T16:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:43:16.154+07:00</updated><title type='text'>into a better person in 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, people, life truly is rolling up and down. One thing I take lesson of it is that in life nothing is really certain.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I notice my life since Christmas and until this day, things seem flashing so fast in my personal and professional work. Happy, sad, angry, tired and tears come and go within days, and all the moods seems so easily changing. I don’t really like myself at this time of my life. I hate to have this feeling and feeling so uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within this couple weeks, some of my friends complaints about me and my responses. It seems I am so jutek (bahasa gaulnya). Padahal sebenernya ga bermaksud kaya gitu sama sekali. Temanku, kalau kamu membaca ini dan kamu adalah salah seorang korban dari kejutekan diriku, aku sungguh minta maaf. Aku tidak bermaksud seperti itu..hanya karena nada ngomongnya salah, jadi salah paham.&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Maafkan kejutekan dan kata-kata diriku yang tidak dikontrol dan dipikir..Semoga kalian mau memaafkan yah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Teman, meskipun akhir2 ini hidup dan kegiatan kantor so demanding, tapi banyak sekali pelajaran yang bisa gue ambil dan peroleh. Yang pasti gue semakin mengenal diri gue lebih jauh. Seperti pembicaraan ku per telepon dengan salah seorang temanku itu, kita mesti memikirkan perasaan orang lain dan juga mesti menjaga perasaan temen dan lawan bicara kita. Kadang emang susah kalo kita sendiri punya kebiasaan kurang baik. Hal ini terjadi juga sama diri gue. Kalau kalian kenal gue lebih jauh, sebagai orang yang nyablak dan cuek, kadang2 gue kalo ngomong suka ga mikir. Dari hal yang biasa sampe menyakiti bisa keluar tuh. Dan gue sendiri kadang tidak merasakan itu berlebihan karena buat gue itu adalah hal biasa…Well, I’ve taken my lesson in a hard way ( masih nyesel sih, cuma udah ga bisa berbuat apa-apa nih! TInggal berharap!) Yap, gue kayanya emang terlampau cuek neh..jadinya yah begini ini, kalo nyakitin perasaan orang suka ga sadar deh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga bisa bilang banyak tapi sepertinya mulai sekarang, gue mesti belajar untuk lebih bijaksana dalam memilih kata-kata dan berbicara. Seharusnya sebenernya bukan mulai sekarang ajah gue mulai melakukan ini, tapi semestinya sejak dahulu kala. Well, all had happened in the past, nothing can change it, therefore What I can do is to change my behaviour now and onwards.  Hehehehe…terlalu gaya neh bahasa gue…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya adalah, Let us commit to ourselves to make ourselves each and every day becoming better and better…&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Into a Better Person we should be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4089728888072142511-3161420741384593574?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/3161420741384593574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=3161420741384593574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3161420741384593574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3161420741384593574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2008/01/into-better-person-in-2008.html' title='into a better person in 2008'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-4894463650705784820</id><published>2007-12-14T15:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:35:34.389+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarter life crisis?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;25 tahun 3 hari (tepat ini di-posting) umur gue. Well, bukan sesuatu yang membanggakan, tetapi lebih pada sesuatu yang patut disyukuri. Tuhan yang Maha Sabar dan Baik masih memberikan berkat nafas untuk hidup di dunia yang fana ini (keren begini yah kata-katanya…=P).  Tapi emang beneran. Kalo orang bilang ulang tahun harusnya party-party donk Tine?? Gue bilang, bukan party yang penting tapi berkumpul dan mengucap syukur yang penting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Intinya adalah : “Men men udah seperempat abad yah gue idup di bumi”&lt;br /&gt;Huahahahahahahahaha..kata orang ada yang namanya Quarter Life Crisis. Kalo ditanya gue ngalamin engga??? Jawabnya TENTU TIDAK!! (jujur!).&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa??? Yah mana gue tau, secara gue bahagia-bahagia ajah tuh idupnya, meskipun di hari ultah gue pulang lembur dari kantor. Dan yah agak sedih karena orang kos lupa semua!!! PARAH khan!!! Iks..iks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Welcome to the Club kata temen gue. Emang ada club apa yah? Mahjong? Hehehehehe..apa wisata kuliner?fotografi?atau klub nonton?? Ikutan donk…&lt;br /&gt;Eniwei, intinya adalah, I’m 25 now, Single, and amazingly HAPPY!!&lt;br /&gt;Age is just numbers. What should it become to be? Kaya sebelumnya gue bilang di posting Ember Bocor, umur dan kebijaksanaan tidak sejalan. Jadi?? No need to be afraid to be 25 years old young lady. Btw, gak apa2 koq tanya umur sama gue, asal bukan timbangan ajah..^_^&lt;br /&gt;Emang quarter life crisis apa yah? Gue juga kurang mengerti, jadi daripada menuh-menuhin otak dengan hal-hal ga penting, mendingan ga usah dipikirin. Nti ajah pas lagi ga ada topic pas kumpul temen2 baru gue tanyain akh..Hehehehehehe….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tau ga tau ga..akhir2 ini gue menanti event/orang/ sesuatu yang bisa bikin gue berdebar-debar neh....Uhmmm...jantungku perlu olahraga nih...anybody want to try ???? ;-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4089728888072142511-4894463650705784820?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/4894463650705784820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=4894463650705784820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4894463650705784820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/4894463650705784820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/12/quarter-life-crisis.html' title='Quarter life crisis?'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-2764369588161718624</id><published>2007-12-06T17:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:32:58.490+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ember bocor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Setiap orang pasti punya mulut. Banyak orang seneng dengan mulut yang mereka punya. Mereka bisa bicara. Bicara banyak hal, Cerita ini itu. Bawa berita ini itu. Tebar kata-kata ke sana kesini. Banyak fungsi mulut. Ciuman (hehehehe), makan, minum, mengigit (sebenernya gigi, tapi gigi khan di dalam mulut yah!) dan lain lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ada orang yang tau fungsi mulut dengan baik. Ada yang merawatnya dengan sebaik-baiknya, menghiasnya supaya makin manis dan cantik dengan lipstick atawa gincu. Tapi banyak orang ga tau kapan harus diem dan tutup mulut!!! Amazingly, bukan Cuma cewek yang begitu. Bahkan seorang pria pun ternyata bisa!!!!! Pria oh pria macam gituh..mau jadi apa kau!!!! Pria gossip???&lt;br /&gt;Can’t not stop thinking (baca : ga abis pikir gue!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Anyway, untungnya dan sialnya juga, rahasia itu bukan ttg gue personal. Kalo sampe iyah, siap2 ajah tuh orang gue labrak (macannya gue kuar neh!). Jadi manusia koq yah begitu, udah tua juga, masih ga bisa ngerem mulut. Kaga tau kapan mesti diem dan kapan mesti buka mulut. Buset banget deh!! Dasar ember bolong. Masih untung dia idupnya ga deket2 sama gue, kalo ga bisa gue monyongin seumur idup deh (berlebihan gini yah gue…?) Eniwei, emang yah, gue bener2 ga bisa berenti mikir deh. Jadi yah sebenernya ketika die bilang “iya, gue ga akan cerita” itu artinya apa yah? Mungkin seharusnya dia lebih baik jawabnya : “iya, gue ga akan cerita ke orang laen di depan elo, tapi kalo elonya ga tau sih gue tetep cerita2 sama orang laen.”&lt;br /&gt;I think that answer is much better!!! ~ at least much more honest ~  RESE banget neh temen gue! Beneran..(map yah kata2nya jadi kurang pantas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi mikir deh, seberapa banyak sih manusia ini bilang iya tapi pada akhirnya melakukan yang sebaliknya? Gue rasa banyak yah, dan tidak terkecuali gue pasti pernah melakukannya (gue masih manusia juga koq). Dan gue selalu berpikir kalo manusia itu semakin gede angka usianya, harusnya manusia bisa semakin bijaksana dan semakin tahu mana benar dan salah, tau kapan diam dan bicara. Ternyata emang umur cuma sekedar angka penghias kue dan buat diisi di formulir-formulir doang. Ternyata kebijaksanaan tidak berjalan linear dengan usia sama sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekesalan yang sedikit membawa pengetahuan lebih ttg tabiat seorang teman…Hope you learn from my mistakes of trusting the wrong person.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-2764369588161718624?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/2764369588161718624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=2764369588161718624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2764369588161718624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2764369588161718624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/12/ember-bocor.html' title='Ember bocor!'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-9806117953757806</id><published>2007-12-05T09:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:39:10.957+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;People come and go in our life. Some might go because they have to, some might go because they want to, some may go because they want to pursue something else, some may go because they need to…&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason they do it, there will always a ‘goodbye’. Goodbye is something we common say when we split to go home from the office, when we separated on the way back home, and many daily activities. For any reasons goodbye said, I always HATE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had another goodbye to one of our team member in the office. I hate it. I didn’t even kiss or hug her. I dare not do it for the sake of myself and herself. I’m not good in saying goodbye. If you’re reading this, I’m truly sorry…For sure, I see you were trying to be tough that moment. ^_^ You survive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to dedicate this writing for her :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life’s been always a path we never know what lies ahead. That is the best of life! We don’t know. We rely on our feeling and mostly gut. Your choice brings you to your next destination. My choice to sit here instead of hanging out with my friends have its consequences. And your choice of reading my blog at the moment instead of doing your job brings another consequences too. Consequences may lead to bad or good. Depends on how you see it. Back to our main topic. Choice is the noun. Let see the verb : to choose. Simple word. To do it?? Not as simple as it may be said. Everybody has their dilemmas in choosing. You chose your words when you are talking, you chose your dress each morning, you chose your breakfast every morning, you chose your road, you chose to walk on which side, you chose where to have your lunch, you chose someone to talk to, you chose friends whom you want to hang out with, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing is not easy. It takes your GUT. Why? Because you have to compromise with your heart to accept whatever consequences coming out of it, because you have to fight with your ego. To choose of not doing something for the sake of somebody else is so noble and so amazing. Especially when it is you who make the sacrifice and you make peace with yourself of it. Not putting your ego first is so amazing. Putting others above you has always deserved of HUGE COMPLIMENTS. It is not ME first, but You/They first. Imagine that! In other sentence is you sacrifice yourself sincerely. I would not be able to do that yet at the moment. I envy somebody who is able to do it. I know someone who is capable of doing it too. Many factors make you to choose. Some come from outside ourselves, some come from within. I believe, whatever come from outside, still the choice is always in our hand. Hence, I am amazed to my friends who are very brave to take a gigantic leap in their life. I know sometimes we do it because we have to do it and there are just no other options. Options are always there, but we might not be able to see it. Anyway, picking a choice apparently is not a personal matter at all, more to come with our surroundings. Some agree and support our choices, but of course there were always more of disagreements. They didn’t like our choice. They are truly against it. Instead of supporting, they are more trying to change our mind. They try to make us hesitate. They just don’t want you to do it. They say their reasons. They say why you shouldn’t do it. They point out the bad consequences. They told you for not doing it at all. They say if they can do it the other way around, why couldn’t you, They say why should you do differently since many can do it and survive, They say instead of picking it why not do this and that. They do many more. But, one thing for certain, at first hand, Do they ever since the first time ever try to listen and understand the reasons behind our choices????? Some may listen and understand. Mostly can not understand! ‘ I can not understand at all why is she picking that option’, that mostly what they say. OF COURSE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be amazed to anybody who can say I understand at first. They weren’t standing in our shoes. How come they know and understand it?  It’s just simply because they are not us! If they were us, I bet they would not make the same choice also. People are created differently, why bother becoming upset of others’ choices. It is ourselves whom we should think of. Instead of wasting your energy protesting their choices, why not spend sometime to think and talk to her about it, and try to see from her point of view. I’m sure we would at least understand the choices made, at least a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhhhhhhhh…Choosing might seems easy, but life the consequences is harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[special for you  ~ I think you know who you are~ ]&lt;br /&gt;I respect your choice, I support you in my pray, I hope you to the very best, I hope yet the best will come eventually, I’m gonna miss you so much. I’m gonna miss you teasing me around. I’m gonna be ‘autis’ lagi neh. Jia You! Thank you for the short but full of story moments. Love ya…    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-9806117953757806?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/9806117953757806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=9806117953757806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/9806117953757806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/9806117953757806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/12/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-9110405937994943316</id><published>2007-11-28T22:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:33:28.042+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Akunting oh akunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take this word form someone who happen to be trapped by her own choice :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANGAN SEKOLAH AKUNTING!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penyiksaan selalu datang di akhir bulan, closing Lah, Reporting Lah, Analisa lah, Reconcilliation lah, Tie up lah, Matching Lah, SOX audit lah, Financial Audit lah, Migrasi data lah, ini lah itu lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAL NEH..!! (forgive my language!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau gini gue sekolah bahasa ajah yah!! (ternyata kata yang sekolah bahasa sama ajah kaya gue!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emang seru ngutak ngatik angka!! Sumpah! (kata agama gue ga boleh sumpah lagi..andaikata gue boleh sumpah deh...) Seru bangett...tapi kalo ga diburu2 yah..dan sialnya tuh orang2 'diatas' suka kurang tau kalo dapur kotor itu selalu becek dan detil dan mumet....udah last minute masih ajah minta rubah ini itu, tapi ujung2nya malah tetep minta angkanya kuar!! MUMET Khan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kali aja yah gue bisa kasi angka rekening tabungan gue...&lt;br /&gt;Hhhh..mendekati hari Kamis dan gue masih disini, duduk di kantor...OMG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Beruntunglah kalian wahai temen2ku....(ini sudah lama tidak terjadi pada kami, tapi mbok yah kenapa mesti terulang kembali yah???)&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/4089728888072142511-9110405937994943316?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/9110405937994943316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=9110405937994943316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/9110405937994943316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/9110405937994943316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/11/take-this-word-form-someone-who-happen.html' title='Akunting oh akunting'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-3866840983270874099</id><published>2007-11-27T11:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T12:17:25.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pendapat mu akan diriku......</title><content type='html'>Beberapa waktu yang lalu, gue minta saran dari temen-temen buat topic di blog ini. Terus, tiba-tiba datanglah saran ini :&lt;br /&gt;- Review quality movie, share your thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;- Recent rainy season&lt;br /&gt;- Jazz goes to campus! :)&lt;br /&gt;- Spiritual experience&lt;br /&gt;- Women liberation&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese wisdom &amp;amp; success story :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, seriusnya..dan serunya..! tapi 1 topic di atas tuh yang bikin mikir yah mengenai women liberation. uhmmm..someday i'll write about it yah..but not now..kayanya butuh riset dan pengalaman dulu kali yah..=) (gaya bener pake riset! padahal ini cuman blog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyah, hari ini gue kepikiran mengenai "seperti apa sih gue di mata orang laen, terutama yang baru kenal...?" Seperti apa yah??? Sebenernya ga bisa gue yang tulis, tapi berdasarkan pengalaman gue, kalo gue kenalan or baru kenalan sama temennya temen, pasti banyak bener yang nyangkanya beda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berdasarkan pengalaman, banyak banget yah yang nyangka gue ini :&lt;br /&gt;1. Anak baik-baik yang ga tau dunia hitam.&lt;br /&gt; 2. Cewek cerewet centil yang suka gangguin cowok2 sebelah kamar gue (padahal sebelah gue dapur dan kamar cewek..hehehehehehe).&lt;br /&gt;3. Anak yang suka banget hang-out dan rajin jalan2...&lt;br /&gt;4. Cewek manja yang ga bisa naek bus, or kendaraan umum.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cewek yang punya gaya hidup mahal dan borju or pokoknya ada hubungannya dengan yang mahal2 gituh deh...&lt;br /&gt;6. Cewek pendiam (belum tau ajah die...)&lt;br /&gt;7. de - el - el de-el-el&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eniwei,kenapa gue menulis ini, karena seringkali dan banyak kali yang mikir gue salah sejak awal. Yah emang hal lumrah dan pasti sih, cuman kan yah mau gimana lagi yah, namanya juga baru kenal.Kalo langsung tau gue orangnya begini begitu, malah takut temenan gue mah...=)&lt;br /&gt;Iyah, pernah neh ada temen yang ujug2 bilang kalo die mah ga suka dugem2 gituh, clubbing juga, dan ngomongnya ituh loh yang bikin kesannya gue itu anak gaul yang sering begituan (busett...Jangan mikir jorok yah!). Terus ada lagi temen yang nyangka, kalo gue ga pernah naek bis di ibukota ini, secara pas setiap gue ketemu die dan ditanya naek apa, jawabnya pasti naek taxi..(padahal alesannya simply karena gue ga tau rute bus dan biasanya waktu berangkat mepet2..), oh iyah, padahal jaman kos di bdg ampe skr juag sih, sering banget gue jadi kamusnya akutan umum, bisa2nya temen gue telp ke gue cuman tanya kalo mau ke Shangrila dari Ratu Plaza naek apa? terus neh yah (kaya pembelaan diri yah gue, gpp lah..) kalo diienget2 yah kayanya gue banyakan naek bis deh daripada naek taxi, secara pulang rumah ajah naek bis, tapi transportasi favorit gue adalah ojek (yg pernah hampir bikin gue celaka juga..) terus ada juga yang berpikir gue ini anak yang jutek dan ga gaul (ini pastinya anak gaul banget!), terus banyak juga yang mikir gue ga uptodate mengenai musik..(maroon 5 lah..ini lah itu lah), apalagi yah..oh banyak yang mikir kalo gue ini pendiam dan jutek (gile benerrr!), apalagi yah, oh banyak yang mikir gue ini ramah (ini bener yah! tapi bukan rajin menjamah yah!), yah pokoknya banyak dah...!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya, busett banget yah, kita ga pernah tau orang itu sebenernya kaya apa sampe kita mengganti pendapat &lt;em&gt;prejudice &lt;/em&gt;kita dengan kenyataan yang kita terima dengan mengenal orang tersebut. Yah gak mau muna juga yah, gue juga pernah begitu, ada kesan yang pasti ditangkep dari pertemuan dengan seseorang yang baru kita kenal, misalnya neh gue pernah mikir nih temen gue orangnya jutek (jarang senyum bo!), udah gue cengir-in dari jauh aja masih &lt;em&gt;still cool&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;mode&lt;/em&gt; gituh..(malesin khan!), ehh...ternyata emang begitu karena die merasa kenal gue begitu2 doank, jadi ga mau basa-basi..BUSETTTT!!! Yah tiap orang beda2 lah yah, kalo sama susah bedain antara aku dan dia....^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-3866840983270874099?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/3866840983270874099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=3866840983270874099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3866840983270874099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/3866840983270874099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/11/pendapat-mu-akan-diriku.html' title='Pendapat mu akan diriku......'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-330124273753149270</id><published>2007-11-21T15:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:04:12.373+07:00</updated><title type='text'>suka apa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tadi pagi ada seseorang tanya gue : "Jadi suka lagu model2 siapa???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hehehehehehehehe...jawabannya PoP Rock! dan menurut gue ini ga nyambung (secara pertanyaannya siapa, bukan apa) =P (hasil ngetik sms di ojek yah beginilah...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, baru kali ini kepikiran yah, sebenernya sih gue sukanya banyak..tergantung mood gue......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kayanya udah lama yah ga bener2 serius memperhatikan dan mendengarkan musik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, skr kalo ditanya musik, mungkin udah ketinggalan berita kali yah..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eniwei, kalo skr boleh bilang, mungkin gue lebih fasih bicara mengenai film dan mengenai buku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tau ga sih, nih pertanyaan memicu pertanyaan balik sama diri gue sendiri!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Iyah yah,  sebenernya gue ini suka musik seperti apa??? Bukan cuman pada musik saja, tapi lebih pada apa sih yang bener2 gue suka?? Kalo gue pikir2 yah, pernah tuh gue baca profilenya temen di friendster, terus mereka bisa ngetik gitu in true details (even sampe ke merek!) akan favoritnya..SALUTE deh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kalo gue beneran ditanya..jawabannya yah bingung..hehehehehehehehe..tapi yang pasti gue suka &lt;strong&gt;Melvil Poupaud&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Broken English&lt;/em&gt;). hhhh..seandainya ada pria dengan kombinasi mematikan seperti itu..mungkin..langsung 'lemah hati'ku...(berlebihan banget yah?? ;PP) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;BENERAN men...secara gue ini melankolis yang suka romantisme picisan dan yang melow melow deh..(maklum sagitarius dan sanguin melankolis). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, back to the real topic. Kenapa gue nulis begini, karena dari sebuah pertanyaan yang memicu itu, gue jadi lebih mengenal diri gue sendiri dan skr gue sadar sesadar2nya bahwa gue ini anaknya ga fokus-an.....PARAH khan!!! Hehehehehehehehe...Christine gitu lho..kalo ga begitu, bukan gue lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selain itu gue menemukan juga (udah tau dari lama sih) kalo gue ini adalah orang yang urat seni musiknya udah putus kayanya mah..secara nyanyi di Gereja aja, bisa2nya diketawain (kecuali AMIN yang dinyanyiin!) sama temen sebelah gue..dan bukan cuman sekali dua kali, tp berkali-kali...Pastur ajah bohwat ngajarin gue nyanyi...alat musik yang gue bisa maenin apa yah?oh, recorderhehehehe...Tapi kalo soal baca, nonton, nulis, ngarang, ama ngayal...Ayo deh..dari yang lucu, serius, jorok dan sampe yang kaga jelas...gue ladenin deh..huehehehehehehehehehehehe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gini yah, karena ternyata dalam proses pengetikan ini gue digangguin, jadi kalo tulisannya ga nyambung yah maaph yah..besok deh gue cari inspirasi lagih...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for reading....!!&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/4089728888072142511-330124273753149270?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/330124273753149270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=330124273753149270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/330124273753149270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/330124273753149270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/11/suka-apa.html' title='suka apa?'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-5941617906319191727</id><published>2007-11-19T14:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:31:29.307+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the first time in my working days :&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sigh]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-5941617906319191727?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/5941617906319191727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=5941617906319191727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5941617906319191727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/5941617906319191727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-first-time-in-my-working-days-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-7114412382063734295</id><published>2007-11-16T10:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:39:01.432+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seize the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you hear the sentence? Not so often is my answer. Anyhow, I am inspired by one of my friend's blog. I read and think that many people know the theory but not implementing it in daily life. I happen to be one of them too for certain aspects of my life. There are so many self-help books we can find in bookstore. I have many of them. Various topics. (you can borrow them, if you treat the book nicely =p). I read many theories. This and that. Here and there. You should do this, you should do that and so on and on. How many do I implement in my life? I would say less than half of them. And I can say for certain, bottom line all books talk the same core topic. For example, the latest famous book is &lt;em&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;The Secret”&lt;/strong&gt; by Rhonda Byrne&lt;/em&gt;. How many of you have it? I have one. Well, at least, although you don’t have it, I believe you ever heard or see it being displayed on bookstore. It teaches you about controlling your mind ( I haven’t finished reading them, the 1st 20s pages said so..). This, for sure, isn’t the first time I knew about this. I happen to know since a long time ago, that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;your mind and thought have MEGA POWER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Do you want to prove it??? Easy! ( I will give you tips if you want to try, but truly not recommended, unless you have know the strength of your mind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many comes and resulted from your thoughts. There is a saying : “You are what you eat”. What about &lt;strong&gt;“You are and will be what you thought” &lt;/strong&gt;I can say, &lt;u&gt;somebody will be somebody you thought, until you find out the fact that he’s not as what you think&lt;/u&gt;. That applies to the other things in this world too. How many of you chose to live the day in happiness each morning? I don’t think many people do this. I don’t have the time to think about it, they say. You don’t have the time to think how you will pass one single day, but you do have the time to think about the food you’re going to eat, the road to pass to the office, the appointments you were going to attend, the movies you were going to watch, the person you were going to call, the books you were going to read. How are those things be more important than &lt;strong&gt;HOW WOULD YOU LIVE THE DAY TODAY???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this, every morning, when you open your eyes, you are blessed! God gave you more time to live in this temporary world. Have you ever really think how you are going to set your day today? Are you going to live the day given to you, full of happiness, or in sadness and misery. I prefer the first one. Happy. Being happy is much better than sad. You decide, how do you see this world and how do you see your day going to be.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you think, C’mon Christine, easy to say, but no prove! Well, I’m not going to judge or advice anything to you at all. It is your true and free choice. If you want to try and reflect it in your life, try one day, and do it again the next day. Maybe, YOU can tell me, how it feels. Bottom line, you have the rights to chose and how you would react to every events in this life….&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; It’s all yours and God’s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4089728888072142511-7114412382063734295?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/7114412382063734295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=7114412382063734295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7114412382063734295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/7114412382063734295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/11/seize-day.html' title='Seize the day!'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-1400713116376530403</id><published>2007-11-14T17:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:40:46.155+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singles out there.......</title><content type='html'>I don’t know how many people are singles these days. I don’t know how many people do not want to get married. I do not know how many men and women are searching their soul mate. I do not know much and the exact numbers of them. I know some people are being single by choice. Some happen to be single since they are quite picky. Some are being single because they were too late to realize that they have forgotten to look for their couple, and put their career on their top priority. Anyway, I don’ t know and don’t want to know. But for sure, I know some people surrounding me, who are in the searching. I guess this put me on the count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happen to be single by choice until last year. And by stupidity I would say. Okay, let’s not talked about me more. I think searching the right one is not as easy as it seems, especially when we have our un-negotiable demands or say criteria. I know we have to open our heart and try at first. But, Why wasting your time when you can not find what you’re looking for in the person? I don’t think I will answer this question. I don’t even know what the answer is. Everybody have their rights to be picky and choose the best amongst all. However, what I learnt from past experience, you should be choosy but not picky! I remember one of my colleague, told this sentence to me when I was in high school. He told me, that I was picky. Gosh, I smelled disappointment there…=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don’t know, I don’t think I have the rights to tell anybody more. Life is funny sometime. There are people who are looking for their half. Meanwhile, there are people in whom already have their partner (apart from whether it is their soulmate or not!) but feels not satisfied and starts to flirt left and right. People! (this I guess include me as ‘people’ too). Some complains about their status, some tried very hard to widen their social life, some expect others to introduce them to new people, some singles help each other (right friend?!), some are busy with their ex-es, some are busy with their crazy thoughts, some are even don’t care and keep chasing their career. It’s their choice anyway. I do respect it. Anyway, I had this topic across my mind, since there are so many friends who were getting married lately. And of course, not to mention my mom, who is always bringing up this topic everytime I was at home. I know mum, I will get married, but first I have to find the one who’s going to surrender his life to be attached to me for the rest of his life (geese, imagine that!). I’m in searching now, I’m widening my social life now, I am asking every friends I have to introduce me, I am still doing my job in the office until late night..Phew, multi tasking is hard!! Hahahahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, I just want to say, Don’t give up in searching! One of my friend told me, it is not the quantity that matters, but what matters is in the end, you will find the correct one……………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Searching…^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-1400713116376530403?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/1400713116376530403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=1400713116376530403&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1400713116376530403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/1400713116376530403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/11/singles-out-there.html' title='Singles out there.......'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-980211552741651765</id><published>2007-11-07T17:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T17:36:52.486+07:00</updated><title type='text'>high school mate, keripik padang &amp; romantic rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Uhmmm..haven’t much time to type anything for the blog.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Life’s been great so far. I would conclude it as so far so good…Many interesting events. I had fun week last weekend. It was birthday treat week! Oh, and I meet one of my high school mate, which I haven’t meet her for like almost 7 years. Luckily, she still recognized me. It was total fun! We met in PIM then do some shopping and lunch. Apparently she has the lame likes in window shopping, so we match!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, what to tell you? Last night I had this keripik Padang for late snack and ended up woke up at 5 am and rush to the toilet. Gosh! It was super hot! But, it was delicious! You should try it, but don’t try only eat that without any proper dinner before, it attacks your stomach directly! Trust me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I like the weather these days. It’s either cloudy or Rain. I love rain so much…It the real rain, not R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ain the Korean artist. Does Cloudy  day make you feel gloomy? Nope, it makes me smile.  Rain even makes me happy. Rain is romantic. I’ve been telling some of my friends of this statement. Some agree, mostly not. It’s their opinion anyway. Well, although I love rain there is one exception condition of all, it's a total misery and totally annoying when it is raining in the morning, especially when it is my time to go to the office. It’s a freaking annoying rain!!! But, when I already in the office, I will love rain back..hahahahahahahahahaha..I hate rain in the morning and working day, because I simply don’t want to ruin or wet my office attire. That’s it! Oh, one more thing, that means I have to take a cab to the officw, which is more expensive than my daily transport expense…(hehehehehehehe…I’m Chinese so I have to calculate everything =PP)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to God, until this day, I have no problem with Rain….hopefully this will continue until the end of rainy season….&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/4089728888072142511-980211552741651765?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/980211552741651765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=980211552741651765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/980211552741651765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/980211552741651765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/11/high-school-mate-keripik-padang.html' title='high school mate, keripik padang &amp; romantic rain'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089728888072142511.post-2718817194606949667</id><published>2007-10-11T12:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:52:22.472+07:00</updated><title type='text'>another new blog of mine</title><content type='html'>OMG!&lt;br /&gt;This is my x-blog creation. Crazy I guess!!&lt;br /&gt;I have short-term memory if it includes user name and password.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this time it would be better and i can use this spot regularly.&lt;br /&gt;Hhhh..life's been so hard to my memory this day hehehehehehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me count how many user ids and password I have to memorize :&lt;br /&gt;Office   : 7 users Id and 7 passwords (OMG! this is crazy! I have too many access..)&lt;br /&gt;Personal : around 20 stupid but useful numbers, User IDs and PINs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, after counting and rethinking..&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH MY LIFE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geese..that's fine though..I will try to memorize them...^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to have you reading my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave some comments &amp;amp; mark trace here would you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089728888072142511-2718817194606949667?l=christineprijatna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/feeds/2718817194606949667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089728888072142511&amp;postID=2718817194606949667&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2718817194606949667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089728888072142511/posts/default/2718817194606949667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineprijatna.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-new-blog-of-mine.html' title='another new blog of mine'/><author><name>Christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17215038911374313982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2bcNu5lgco/TQBuptzDjhI/AAAAAAAAADM/gE-rRUf3Nuk/S220/IMG_1102_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
