<?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-19182619</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:47:08.831+07:00</updated><title type='text'>pisang land</title><subtitle type='html'>Pisang means banana but Pisang Land doesn't mean a place to eat banana nor does it mean a land where banana grows. Pisang Land is simply a blog where the owner feels to put the name Pisang Land as the blog title.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113345317940149629</id><published>2005-12-01T22:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:30:26.743+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Drug-dealer Nguyen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sedikit tentang Nguyen's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti halnya kebanyakan dari orang yang berusaha memandang kasus ini dari segi emosional dan dari kenyataan bahwa mamanya pasti sedih sekali kehilangan anak yang "baik," gua juga agak sedikit kasihan terhadap si Nguyen ini.&lt;br /&gt;Karena selalu berusaha untuk bersikap rasional, maka gua akan berusaha menuliskan apapun yang bisa dinalar dari kasus ini. Tentu saja penalaran gua bisa engga nalariah (engga masuk akal), kalau itu yang terjadi, komenin saja gua, siapa tahu gua bisa lebih setuju dengan anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Pertanyaan pertama:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mengapa banyak orang sangat peduli terhadap Nguyen, seorang kakak yang baik, yang sayangnya juga seorang drug-dealer, namun tidak sepeduli itu terhadap &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orang yang mati kelaparan&lt;/span&gt; (terutama di Afrika), yang ternyata jumlahnya mengerikan (25,000 tiap hari)? Yang sedikit langsung berhubungan: biaya yang dikeluarin gereja yang berusaha membantu Nguyen ini sebenarnya loh bisa menyelamatkan berapa banyak orang kelaparan? Bukannya, gua engga suka gereja, namun gua benar-benar engga ngerti ama cara berpikir mereka terkadang. Apa benar tidak ada unsur politik di balik gembar-gembor kepedulian terhadap Nguyen itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Apa yang terjadi kalau Nguyen dibebaskan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- keluarganya senang.&lt;br /&gt;- lebih banyak vietnamese di australia yang ke gereja, wajarlah, mereka yang sedang diperantauan sangat butuh penerimaan dari tuan rumah. gereja yang sudah terkenal sebagai tuan rumah yang baik, akan lebih terkenal lagi, karena mereka baru saja menolong Nguyen (hal ini termasuk positif, kalau bener Kristen bisa membawa orang ke &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;SURGA&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- semua drug-dealer yang belum dieksekusi di singapura merasa dapat sedikit angin, dan mungkin keluarganya berusaha menghubungi pemerintah setempat, dan juga organisasi agama setempat untuk meminta bantuan (lebih banyak nyawa diselamatkan, dengan asumsi drug-dealer ini sudah jera).&lt;br /&gt;- dunia menganggap singapura sebagai negara pemaaf yang bisa dinego.&lt;br /&gt;- sang eksekutor mengurangi dosanya (dengan anggapan kalau membunuh itu dosa)&lt;br /&gt;- orang orang asia yang terlanjur tinggal di australia bakal merasa lebih senang tinggal di australia.&lt;br /&gt;- drug dealers yang mau masuk singapore khususnya (dan negara lain pada umumnya) akan berusaha nyari kewarganegaraan australia (dan aktif di gereja, dan siap-siap mengarang cerita kalau-kalau bakalan tertangkap).&lt;br /&gt;- hukum singapura jelas jadi diragukan kredibilitasnya.&lt;br /&gt;- orang-orang yang mendukung pembebasannya merasa lebih sadar akan political powernya (lain kali ada hal lain, bisa merengek-rengek lagi).&lt;br /&gt;- Nguyen yang diselamatkan mungkin jadi sangat terharu dan akan berusaha menjadi volunteer yang akan membantu memperbaiki dunia. Atau mungkin Nguyen tetap jadi drug-dealer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/my%20town.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/my%20town.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ekstasi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dapat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Berarti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Segalanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Misalnya&lt;/span&gt; ada kota yang bernama "Peduli Nguyen" Kota ini damai sejahtera, kemakmuran merata, tingkat kejahatan rendah. Lantasan ada 1 biji pil ekstasi masuk ke kota itu. Seseorang menegaknya, lantasan waktu 'high' dia engga sengaja menyenggol seorang cewek cakep di bar. Pacarnya si jangkung marah lantasan mukul si pengguna ekstasi tadi. Seseorang berpotongan cepak berusaha melerai, eh malah ikut kepukul, dan jadi kebawa marah, dan balas memukul sang pacar tadi. si pengguna ekstasi pingsan. si cepak dan si jangkung pukul-pukulan. si cepak kalah angin, dan engga terima (karena pacar dia juga lagi nontonin). karena gengsi, dia mecahin botol, dan berusaha menakut-nakuti si jangkung, pacarnya histerik dan menjerit. karena kaget seorang polisi junior yang kebetulan disana berusaha ikut camput, berusaha memegang tangan si cepak yang memegang botol. tapinya malah tertusuk botol itu, dan lengannya berdarah. karena marah dia lantasan memukul si cepak, botolnya lepas dan mengenai muka pacar si jangkung. si jangkung marah mengambil botolnya dan mencoreng muka si cepak, si polisi panik dan memberi tembakan peringatan, semua orang histeris dan lari keluar bar. tidak sengaja ada yang tersandung tangannya menyenggol lilin di pinggir meja. lilin jatuh, api menyebar, menutup pintu keluar. api semakin membesar, puluhan orang terjebak, dan meninggal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yang berhasil menyelamatkan diri, menceritakan kejadian lengkapnya ke keluarga korban, semua orang tersebut lantasan melabrak keluarga si cepak, pacarnya, si jangkung, pacarnya, dan keluarga si polisi junior. mereka diamuk massa, dan mereka lari kopat kapit, dengan panik menabraki mereka semua pakai mobil, dan kabur. polisi mengejar mereka, mereka panik, kabur sampai mobilnya masuk ke lobby hotel. mobilnya mengguling kemudian meletus. kebetulan disebelah ada dapur dan elpiji raksasa, ikutan meledak, setengah hotel roboh. di gedung hotel tersebut didalamnya sedang ada rapat perusahaan excellent dari amerika, seratus warga amerika menjadi korban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;rika&lt;/span&gt; marah marah, mengirimkan FBI. belum sampe ke kota tersebut, pesawat yang ditumpangi FBI tersebut jatuh karena kecelakaan. Amerika salah paham, pikir mereka itu sabotase. tentara amerika yang kini turun tangan. merasa dilecehkan, terpaksa tentara negara tersebut berusaha melarang tentara amerika datang. maka terjadilah perang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rusia&lt;/span&gt; yang dengar amerika sedang mau perang tanpa alasan yang jelas, entah kenapa jadi khawatir. nuklir yang sudah disimpan setengah abad, akhirnya dikeluarin buat jaga-jaga, remote penggeraknya engga sengaja ketumpahan latte yang dibawa oleh operatornya yang usianya sudah 50 tahun waktu zaman perang dingin. karena alat lama dari jaman perang dunia kedua belum waterproof, maka terjadi konslerting, nuklir terluncurkan ke angkasa kena bulan, bulan jadi retak dan pecah. gravitasi bumi kacau. laut dibagian barat pasang besar-besaran, di sebelah timur surut besar-besaran. tsunami raksasa menimpa hampir semua pesisir di dunia. banyak pulau tenggelam. akhirnya kekacauan terjadi dimana-mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;rika&lt;/span&gt; sudah punya master-plan, just in case ada hal macam gini. Jadi mereka mengumpulkan semua orang berbakat di dunia dalam kurun waktu seminggu (diantaranya: orang pintar, orang bijak, orang kuat), mereka dimasukkan ke gua raksasa yang kedap suara, gua it sudah seperti kota mandiri, lengkap dengan sumber air dan makanan, bersama-sama orang-orang berkuasa di amerika, mereka bersembunyi disana. Sebuah senjata ampuh bernama audiokillic diluncurkan, semua penduduk bumi di luar gua kedap suara tersebut mati oleh senjata yang memakai kekuatan suara tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Setahun &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kemudian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, orang orang yang bersembunyi di gua tersebut semua keluar, dan membangun komunitas, kebudayaan, civilization yang baru. dunia berkembang dengan sangat efektif karena hanya orang orang pilihan yang masih tersisa. dalam seribu tahun berikutnya, dunia sudah menjadi jauh lebih maju dari keadaan sebelum bencana besar. berkat kemajuan teknologi dibidang genetik, sepasang suami istri bisa melahirkan 100 bayi yang unik dalam satu tahun. yang paling mengerikan, mereka telah menemukan penemuan penemuan lain seperti: cara terbang dengan menggunakan pikiran, cara bernafas di dalam air, cara telepati, cara terbang ke luar angkasa. Mereka juga menemukan seluruh alam semesta, lebih dari 1 tryliun planet baru ditemukan. Mereka juga menemukan rahasia terbentuknya manusia. mereka mampu menghidupkan semua manusia yang sudah mati, semua rahasia bumi terpecahkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Satu pil Ekstasi mampu melakukan segalanya&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ternyata omongan itu masuk akal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHOI CHOI CHOI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19182619-113345317940149629?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113345317940149629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113345317940149629' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113345317940149629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113345317940149629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/12/saving-drug-dealer-nguyen.html' title='Saving Drug-dealer Nguyen!'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113344935701297606</id><published>2005-12-01T21:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T22:06:18.636+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubted Cengliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/breakfree-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/breakfree-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was trying to get home earlier today, the traffic was very horrible. It took about 90 minutes for me to get home, while it usually only takes 25 minutes. Anyway, I got a story that I guess will be easier to tell in Indonesian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Pengemudi &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Bingung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi waktu tadi lagi mengemudi, gua berusaha motong antrian mobil di baris kanan gua. Terus, setelah berusaha keras, akhirnya mobil gua berhasil memotong antrian tersebut. Nah, kemudian di depan gua ada mobil yang juga berusaha memotong jalan, dan pindah ke lajur yang baru gua tempati. Karena gua merasa baru saja main curang dengan memotong antrian, akhirnya gua biarin mobil tersebut untuk memotong gua, dan antrian mobil ini. Nah, kemudian gua baru sadar, gua ini udah melakukan kecurangan (dengan memotong antrian), eh malah nambah-nambahin salah dengan membantu mobil lain memotong antrian juga. Padahal kalo dipikirnya cuman sekilas, yang gua lakuin itu hal yang 'ceng-li' : gua memotong mangkanya gua biarin mobil lain motong gua. Tapi kalo dipandangnya dari sudut pandang mobil-mobil yang dibelakang gua (yang gua potong jalannya): gua ini udah motong antrian mereka, eh malah bantu yang lain motong juga, jadi gua salahnya double-double, belon lagi kalo mobil depan gua juga ngasih jalan mobil lain dan seterusnya.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, yang mungkin pingin gua pikirin lebih lanjut itu mengenai apakah cara berpikir seperti ini juga sering gua lakuin di kehidupan sehari-hari? Apakah gua sering sudah berbuat salah, eh malah nambah-nambahin salah gua dengan asumsi yang salah bahwa gua sedang "memperbaiki" salah gua. Contoh lain: gua beli cd bajakan (curang satu), terus gua pikir gua mau kopiin cdnya buat beberapa temen dengan innocentnya (padahal, itu berarti gua curang dua kali).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Masuk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;akal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;engga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;sih??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hehe ... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&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/19182619-113344935701297606?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113344935701297606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113344935701297606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113344935701297606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113344935701297606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/12/doubted-cengliness.html' title='Doubted Cengliness'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113336981905543903</id><published>2005-11-30T23:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T00:34:19.176+07:00</updated><title type='text'>November in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/cafe02-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/cafe02-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just got back from Starbucks, enjoying a cup of grande latte' with some friends. Upon informal chit-chat, several weeks ago we (me, strawberry, and tomato) decided to declare wednesday as a cafe' day. So, every wednesday we will go to some cafe ~ to enjoy a cup of coffee and to enjoy the time when we wait for the coffee to cool down. Coffee and friends are the best wednesday amusement.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, earlier today I did some blogwalkings, and I came to someone's blog that got a posting about a month in review. I think it's an interesting to write about. So, here I am doing the same thing as she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My November&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1.) Interesting blogs:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://rainsinthedistance.blogspot.com/"&gt;rain in the distance&lt;/a&gt; : a foreigner's blog about her lifes in Bali.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://j-walkblog.com/"&gt; J walk blog&lt;/a&gt; : "Stuff that may or may not interest you."&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://mementoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mementoes&lt;/a&gt;: "A self-centered adventurous nomad" Indonesian who lives in London.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://haucuen.blogdrive.com/"&gt;My World&lt;/a&gt; : A blog that is owned by someone who love blogwalks so much that u will see his comment everytime you check your blog.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.imeldaharsono.tk/"&gt;Infinite Literate&lt;/a&gt; : A blog of young busy carreer woman who got some interesting opinions.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://indcoup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Indcoup&lt;/a&gt; : Some interesting opinions toward current issues.&lt;br /&gt;- And some others that I could not mention one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Intesting Music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/twin-cinema-small.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/twin-cinema-small.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Twin Cinema by The New Pornographers: a very interesting alternative album. Rank third in the&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/browse/-/15879951/ref=m_best_1_2/002-7841001-3084805"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Amazon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="breadcrumb"&gt;&lt;span class="breadcrumb-node"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; Top 100 Editors' Picks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I can't really explain a music characteristic but I believe this album will be enjoyed by people who also enjoy: hot hot heat, the strokes, bloc party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/music_morningwood_lp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/music_morningwood_lp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Second one is the single Nth Degree by &lt;a href="http://www.morningwoodrocks.com/"&gt;Morningwood&lt;/a&gt;. I got the idea to download this song from the &lt;a href="http://www.channel1049.com/main.html"&gt;104.9&lt;/a&gt; songlist (the radio-station that I used to listen to). The single is pretty catchy and got this unique sound. If you like Postal Service's Such great height and Gwen Stefani, you might also like this single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/freenote-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/freenote-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the last one is the single &lt;a href="http://global.yesasia.com/en/PrdDept.aspx/pid-1004057800/code-j/section-music/"&gt;Piano wo shite&lt;/a&gt; by the talented band &lt;a href="http://www.freenote.jp/index.html"&gt;Freenote&lt;/a&gt;. The music got a pretty apparent drum sound, it's like their unique style. I don't know how to explain it to non Jpop fans but if you know Jpop, this single is somewhat between &lt;a href="http://www.avexnet.or.jp/elt/"&gt;Everylittlething&lt;/a&gt;' Sora ai and &lt;a href="http://www.quruli.net/english/"&gt;Quruli&lt;/a&gt;'s rock 'n roll. It's better than their previous single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoo, I'm very tired. And I got to wake up early tommorow, Aiyoo-a. Oh yeah, I did not buy any of those music, I got it from you know, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;^-^ Coffeely face of Pisang.&lt;br /&gt;Doki-Doki ~ kohi desuki!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/browse/-/15879951/ref=m_best_1_2/002-7841001-3084805"&gt;&lt;span class="breadcrumb"&gt;&lt;span class="breadcrumb-node"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19182619-113336981905543903?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113336981905543903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113336981905543903' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113336981905543903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113336981905543903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/11/november-in-review.html' title='November in Review'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113333726221360924</id><published>2005-11-30T10:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:04:43.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/Silly%20Leg.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/Silly%20Leg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many actually can be done in your day. Once I was so bored and suddenly had the thought that I actually got the ability to do almost anything I wanted. For example: I could skip a class and just tried to spend 100$ on the arcade center, or maybe I could spend the money on exotic foods (exotic porn?). or maybe clothes, books, anything. I meant I did not have any income, but I had some money on me (of course from parents), what's wrong with being crazy sometimes? You know, just to break the boredom, to help us remember the joy of living. Maybe, sometimes we need to care less about the future, argh ... the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Carpe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Diem&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me my shrinked clothes,&lt;br /&gt;Bring me my old toys,&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back,&lt;br /&gt;The joy of childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away my excess clothes,&lt;br /&gt;Take away my Tennis shoes,&lt;br /&gt;Take away my worrysome of adultery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of what I have are not needed,&lt;br /&gt;Some of what I don't have are needed,&lt;br /&gt;Argh, some love is definitely what I need.&lt;br /&gt;Bring me some, I'll bring you some.&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/19182619-113333726221360924?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113333726221360924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113333726221360924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113333726221360924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113333726221360924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/11/joy-of-living.html' title='The Joy of Living'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113324552504130767</id><published>2005-11-29T13:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T13:25:25.046+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/lazy%20cat.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/lazy%20cat.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe after all one of the finest thing to do is being a lazy-cat. Now, I agree that lazy-cat kind of attitude won't bring the world any better (in term of inventions), but with all these busy people competing in gaining capital ~ yeah, in this capitalist world ~ who says we have the best world of all time? Our current world is very very endangered. The forests are emptied, the nature is being humiliated, the society are so fragile, that here and there people are killing each other, children starve to death, family suing each other just because of inheritance, money is too freakinly important that we become very stupid and brainless when it comes to money matter (well, sex appeal could be as strong). Life is complicated now because humans make it so, for example if human never invented a car, it's true that we won't be able to travel here and there in shorter time, but nations might not care so much about oil such that many wars can be prevented, and with less pollution, this cute earth will have a stronger ozone. But, that's just a silly example, who doesn't love car? --- whatever ... I just wanna participate in making this world a better place ... wish me luck :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of my indecisiviness or maybe fate&lt;br /&gt;has brought me here,&lt;br /&gt;Not my will nor my intuition,&lt;br /&gt;I am stoned and confused. staring at the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/19182619-113324552504130767?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113324552504130767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113324552504130767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113324552504130767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113324552504130767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/11/lazy-cat.html' title='Lazy Cat'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113309116500306062</id><published>2005-11-27T17:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T18:32:45.010+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/book.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/book.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, yesterday on the wedding party, I met a lot of relatives. I haven't met some of them like several years, coz I just got back from the states. It's kind of fun to meet people that you haven't met for some time. Some of my cousins are already in high school where my memory about them are they're just bunch of elementary schoolers. Now, I also met a lot of people that I could not even recognize anymore, it's kind of weird and embarassing, I wish human put name tag on their heads. Even better, if we got gigantic database that contains all human's profile where the access is free and easy - maybe accessable from our cellphone. That would be extremely cool, (well, cool and scarry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too lazy I am to sail away.&lt;br /&gt;Too easy for me to fake all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Too simple this joke is.&lt;br /&gt;Too shity this culture is.&lt;br /&gt;Too fake my self is.&lt;br /&gt;Too good this hypocrisy is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Too yellow this banana is.&lt;br /&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/19182619-113309116500306062?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113309116500306062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113309116500306062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113309116500306062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113309116500306062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/11/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see!'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113297549945662930</id><published>2005-11-26T10:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T10:28:40.766+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/pesta.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/pesta.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my relative is going to get married tonight. I always wonder why do most of us take the marriage ceremony way too seriously. It is supposed to be a happy moment, but what usually happen is people get so stress out (especially the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ple&lt;/span&gt;) that they can't enjoy the happy day maximally. I really wish I could have a very relaxing marriage ceremony when I get married later. Maybe I should get away, and make a small private one (somewhere near the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;beac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;?) hehe ... argh ... love is so lovely, why marriage ceremony can't be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Love and marriage,&lt;br /&gt;Love and marriage&lt;br /&gt;Go together&lt;br /&gt;Like a horse and carriage&lt;br /&gt;This I tell you brother&lt;br /&gt;You can't have one without the other&lt;br /&gt;--- Love &amp;amp; Marriage: Frank Sinatra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19182619-113297549945662930?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113297549945662930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113297549945662930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113297549945662930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113297549945662930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/11/love-and-marriage.html' title='Love and Marriage'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113293372582355166</id><published>2005-11-25T22:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:50:07.703+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisang Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/kuwa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/kuwa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are many things that I am afraid of, but one thing that I badly want to overcome is public speaking. I am so afraid of it that once I begged my prof to let me subtitute the presentation assignment with something else (I know, it's a bit pathetic). The prof let me made a simple website instead, he's very kind. Anyway, I bought a book about effective speaking, written by the famous &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dale_Carnegie"&gt;Dale Carnegie&lt;/a&gt;. Now, I just start reading it, and it seems quite informative. My friend once told me that the secret of public speaking lies on the practice, he said that it's useless to read a book about it, I felt something was wrong about what he said, but I could not find what was that, so I just nodded my head, and said nothing. I just find a logic that might support my opinion about reading the book: a pilot does not learn how to fly a plane by directly fly it, they read the theory first, they watch their seniors first, maybe they even learn through a simulation first, then after enough knowledge, he takes the real plane. So, after all, maybe I could learn from the book first, before getting into the real thing, couldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The chief cause of your fear of public speaking is simply that you are unaccostumed to speak in public" Dale Carnegie.&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/19182619-113293372582355166?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113293372582355166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113293372582355166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113293372582355166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113293372582355166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/11/pisang-speech.html' title='Pisang Speech'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113290839103999867</id><published>2005-11-25T15:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T15:46:31.046+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisang Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/room.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess I am already addicted to blogging. Now, 3.30pm in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;tiny room&lt;/span&gt;, I once again update my blog. Yeah my current room is so small, it is supposed to be a computer room, but since my original room is being used as a storage room, now I have to stay in this 3.5 meters * 2.25 meters. Two third (2/3) of the room is occupied by my bed, and the 1/3 is used for the desk, and a tv. It is so crowded, yet I try to enjoy it - well, at least I got Internet and TV cable. Anyway, I have to study Chinese now, since I am going to have a test this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A banana is so happy to be eaten when it knows, there's a place called heaven.&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/19182619-113290839103999867?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113290839103999867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113290839103999867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113290839103999867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113290839103999867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/11/pisang-room.html' title='Pisang Room'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113288555611068953</id><published>2005-11-25T09:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T11:17:56.866+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/friday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/friday.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really like morning but, waking up early is never easy. Today, I set my alarm at 7.30am, but I could wake up only 1 hour later, hehe. I plan to go somewhere one or two hours from now. Well, I am applying for a job as a broker in a real-estate company. This job is certainly not suitable with my long-term plan, but for now as a desperate jobless, I guess I don't have much choice. My brother told me that once I start working, I would be able to see more 'better opportunities,' the key is, my brother said, "to start working!" I don't expect too much though, I will just go there, apply for the job, and if I got accepted, I will try my best for these several months (hopefully). It's better than doing nothing I guess. And, maybe, just maybe, my dream could change too once I start working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't be too sad if things didn't go as you wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't be too happy either, if your wish came true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't expect for long tranquilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't try to get away from early struggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Taken from &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roots Of Wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19182619-113288555611068953?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113288555611068953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113288555611068953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113288555611068953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113288555611068953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/11/morning-tea.html' title='Morning Tea'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113285593756571844</id><published>2005-10-10T00:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:19:32.160+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisang Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/rhetorical.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/rhetorical.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, here I just got back from playing pool with bunch of friends. Now, that I am so jobless, I found some new hobbies, and pool is one of them. It seems that besides the exciting game, the activity of playing pool could also be seen as a way to socialize - it funs to play and chat, chat and play, with a bottle of beer-bintang. Anyway, I was just checking out somewhere in the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;blogosphere, a blogger posted a list of rhetorical questions (dictionary.com: rhetorical question means A question to which no answer is expected) which inspires me to do the same thing. Let's just make some spontenaeous questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do most Indonesians drive like drunken cat?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I value people based on their intelligence?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I hate snob?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I like the taste of Starbucks' cafe' latte?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I like to be praised?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I fall in love with a girl that is not cute nor pretty?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still argue over trifles?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I like my posting to be commented?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I like dog? blog? fog?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I hate to tropical weather?&lt;br /&gt;Argh......... So sleepy ... enough with the whys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The stars outside are not too bright - the moon is hiding. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One candle glows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in this dark room - a yellow banana sleeps tightly beside it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The view is cute.  Now I wonder - should I or should I not eat the banana?&lt;br /&gt;--- visual information is deceiving - be careful on what you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/19182619-113285593756571844?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113285593756571844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113285593756571844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113285593756571844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113285593756571844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/10/pisang-questions.html' title='Pisang Questions'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113281585096898023</id><published>2005-09-18T12:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:18:26.126+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisang Google</title><content type='html'>Hi fellow blogger, wherever you are, whoever you are. I'm more than happy to realize that more and more people are visiting my silly blog - and a few leave comments. So, here I am again (while having&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a cup of hot coffee&lt;/span&gt;) updating my blog! I just got an idea to post about something. Now, I am a big fan of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;, I always think that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;, wikipedia, and all Internet in general is some freakinly astonishing brilliant invention. It's like a new era of communication and information. Especially, when you have a 24/7 internet connection (eg. cable), and you have a 24/7 standby pc because then you can actually find any information within seconds using &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;, Wikipedia, etc. Now, on this very posting, I will try to demonstrate, how far does &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; actually works. I will try to find informations and pictures of 6 random things in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;BENQ Monitor&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Merriam Webster Pocket Dictionary&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;A Nescafe cup&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Sharpie permanent marker&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Sony MDR-V300 headphones&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;7-Eleven Save The Children wrist band&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; Starting Time: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;13.19pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing Time: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;13.40pm&lt;/span&gt; (including 5 minutes break)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/benq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/benq.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BENQ Monitor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official Link: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Not available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Information: 2005 Industrial Design Excellence Award Bronze Winner.&lt;br /&gt;Info Source: http://www.wikipedia.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/merriam%20webster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/merriam%20webster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merriam Webster Pocket Dictionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official Link:&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; http://www.m-w.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Information: Merriam-Webster, originally known as the G. &amp; C. Merriam Company of Springfield, Massachusetts, is a United States company that publishes reference books, especially dictionaries that are descendants of Noah Webster's An American Dictionary of the English Language (1828).&lt;br /&gt;Info Source: http://www.wikipedia.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/nescafe%20cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/nescafe%20cup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Nescafe cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official Link: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;http://www.nescafe.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Information: Nescafé is a popular brand of instant coffee made by Nestlé. In Hebrew, Nescafé (נסקפה) means miracle coffee, possibly a reference to the short time it takes to prepare but the Nestlé website states the name is just a portmanteau of the words "Nestlé" and "café"[3].&lt;br /&gt;Info Source: http://www.wikipedia.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/sharpie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/sharpie2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sharpie permanent marker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official Link: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;http://www.sharpie.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Information: In the United States, Sharpie is a line of permanent markers manufactured by the Sanford company. It is prized for its ability to write a clear, well-defined, non-smudging, durable line on glossy surfaces.&lt;br /&gt;Info Source: http://www.wikipedia.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/Sony%20-phones_MDR-V300.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/Sony%20-phones_MDR-V300.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sony MDR-V300 headphones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official Link: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;http://www.sony.jp/products/headphone/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Information: The Sony MDR-V300 have the same size and shape as the Sony 200's but the bass is accentuated. It's hard to get a lot of bass out of such a small driver and the Sony MDR-V300 headphones almost pull it off, but not quite.&lt;br /&gt;Info Source: http://www.reviewcentre.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/7-11%20wristband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/320/7-11%20wristband.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Eleven Save The Children wrist band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official Link: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;http://www.7-eleven.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Information: Save the Children® and 7-Eleven, Inc. announced today they are launching a unique tsunami-relief wristband that will be sold internationally, with one hundred percent (100%) of the after-tax profits benefiting Save the Children’s Asian Earthquake/Tsunami Relief fund.&lt;br /&gt;Info Source: http://www.7-eleven.com/newsroom/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it seems that I could find enough Information about each of them and a picture of each of them. The conclusion is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; is reaallly reeeally Amuaziuing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19182619-113281585096898023?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113281585096898023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113281585096898023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113281585096898023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113281585096898023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/09/pisang-google.html' title='Pisang Google'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113277469314533242</id><published>2005-09-10T02:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:17:51.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisang Loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/hope.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Several days ago, when I was watching the television (I forgot what was the show, maybe it was desperate house wives), anyway, someone said a good sentence, and then I wrote it down on an opened-book on my desk. The book was left opened on my desk, with the sentence: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"if you have loves, you can overcome any obstacles"&lt;/span&gt; written down in the center of the page. Oh man, maybe if I have a girlfriend now, I could be more energetic, maybe I could easily overcome these silly obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheer up friends! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Banana&lt;/span&gt; was not created to stare at you, you can actually eat them.&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/19182619-113277469314533242?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113277469314533242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113277469314533242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113277469314533242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113277469314533242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/09/pisang-loves.html' title='Pisang Loves'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113275956178412599</id><published>2005-08-22T21:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:17:08.920+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suhemi - Si Pembantu Seratus Buku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/window.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi guys, it's great that some people actually read my blog - I'm so happy! Please visit my blog regularly :p because blogging won't be that great if nobody visits the blog; I will also update the blog regularly. Oh yeah, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Pisang's life story&lt;/span&gt; will be continued next time. Tonight, I'm thinking to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; berkhayal&lt;/span&gt; a bit, and writing a story about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suhemi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who is Suhemi?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's wrong with her?&lt;/span&gt; Enjoy the story, alrite :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suhemi - Si Pembantu Seratus Buku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kali ngeliat sih tidak ada kesan aneh sedikitpun, Suhemi tampak seperti pembantu pembantu lainnya, hanya saja dia sedikit tinggi. Suhemi bekerja sangat baik, bahkan lebih baik dari pembantu pembantu rumah kami selama ini. Ketika tidak ada pekerjaan menunggu misalnya, dia akan membersihkan apapun yang bisa bersihkan, hasilnya: rumah kami jadi sangat bersih. Dia juga sangat perhatian terhadap ciri khas masing-masing orang dirumah, seperti kalau misalnya kakak saya datang dari luar, pasti ingin minum yang dingin dingin, tanpa diingatkan, begitu kakak saya masuk rumah, minuman dingin sudah menanti di meja. Dia juga mengingat detail-detail seperti berapa sendok gula yang perlu dicampurkan ke kopi masing masing dari orang di rumah. Saya berpikir kalau Suhemi adalah pembantu rumah tangga yang hebat, tapi tidak terlihat hal aneh lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu saat, saya dikagetkan oleh kalimat yang diucapkan oleh Suhemi ini. Ceritanya begini, ketika saya baru saja pulang ke rumah dan menaruh sepatu saya di rak sepatu, si Suhemi yang lagi menyapu di depan saya, ngeliatin sepatu yang baru ditaruh di rak tersebut terus menerus. Ketika saya beranjak, dia langsung buru-buru ngelurusin sepatu yang saya taruh hanya miring sangat sedikit - orang biasa engga akan sadar kalau itu miring. Lantas, saya yang bingung ngeliatin kelakuannya ngelantur, "ngapain kamu mi?" Terus dia ngejawab, "maaf, kayaknya saya ngejangkit Obsessive Compulsive Disorder." "Holy Shit!" benakku dalam hati, Suhemi mengucapkan kata tersebut dengan aksen Inggris yang sangat bagus, and "Shit" benakku lagi, "darimana dia bisa ngerti tentang kelainan Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, dia ini seorang pembantu kan?" Abis ngucapin kalimat tersebut, Suhemi nyapu lagi dengan inosennya, saya tercengang dua detik, lantas pergi, dengan tetap bingung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan masih terheran-heran, malamnya saya menceritakan hal itu ke kakak saya. Lantaran, ternyata dia juga punya cerita aneh mengenai pembantu kami yang satu ini. Kakak saya bercerita kalau dia pernah melihat si Suhemi nonton acara komedi. Nah masalahnya, acara komedi itu ditayangkan di channel TV Phoenix, dan channel itu berbahasa Cina tanpa terjemahan bahasa Indonesia. Kata kakak saya, pertama-tama dia agak ngeri ngelihat si Suhemi bisa tertawa haha-hihi mengikuti lelucon acaranya, "darimana dia bisa ngerti Chinese yah?" pikirnya. Lantas, dia menyimpulkan kalau mungkin si Suhemi pernah melihat versi dubbingnya di stasiun TV Indonesia. Nah, sekarang kakak saya jadi dua kali lebih bingung dan yakin kalau Suhemi ternyata memang aneh setelah mendengar ceritaku, persis dengan aku yang juga dua kali lebih bingung. "Ada apa dengan si Suhemi ini?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami berpikiran untuk merundingkan hal ini dengan orang rumah lainnya, apakah mereka mereka juga punya pengalaman menarik dengan Suhemi. Kemudian, kamipun menanyai papa dan mama yang ternyata tidak punya cerita menarik mengenai si Suhemi. Namun, kakak tertua kami ternyata juga punya pengalaman aneh tentang Suhemi. Dia bercerita kalau si Suhemi pernah ngasih tahu dia nomor telponnya si Hendra waktu kakak ingin ngomong dengan saya yang lagi main di rumah Hendra. Mengerikannya, kata kakak saya, Suhemi mengaku tidak ingat kenapa dia bisa ingat nomor telpon itu (tebakan saya sih: mungkin dia tidak sengaja mendengar percakapan saya di telepon, ketika saya menanyakan nomor telpon Hendra ke teman lain) dan bahkan si Suhemi ini juga mengatakan kepada kakak saya kalau entah kenapa dia mengingat sekitar 200 nomor telepon, padahal dia engga pernah menelpon siapapun selain neneknya yang tinggal di desa. Si kakak tertua pertama mengira si Suhemi itu bohong dan dia agak gila. Sekarang dia mesti berpikir lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita semua semakin bingung, dan menduga kalau si Suhemi ini mungkin seorang mahkluk luar angkasa yang dikirim untuk memata-matai keluarga kami. Atau dia hanyalah seseorang manusia biasa yang kebetulan ber-IQ tinggi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bersambung lain kali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19182619-113275956178412599?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113275956178412599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113275956178412599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113275956178412599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113275956178412599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/08/suhemi-si-pembantu-seratus-buku.html' title='Suhemi - Si Pembantu Seratus Buku'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113274825214816076</id><published>2005-08-20T18:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:16:44.193+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisang Drives Terribly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/dog-bathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/dog-bathroom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder why people never leave comments? It makes me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;. Is it that hard to put a line or two? Coz it really makes the blog-owner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;. I wonder if I should continues my life-story. Anyway, I decide to just write about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, I just went back from Tunjungan Plaza. The traffic was horrible, it took about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1 hour&lt;/span&gt; for me to got home, while with the usual traffic it only takes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;25 minutes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving in the states is quite different with driving here in Surabaya. Well, of course I like it more in the states, it contains no or very few motorcycles which are the caused of the confusing traffic in Surabaya (besides Mikrolet of course). When I just got back from the states, I still drove very mannerly just like how I used to drive in the states, I sometimes even unconciously wave my hand to rear driver when I cut his way, just like how the American drivers do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after several "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;humiliation&lt;/span&gt;," I got tired, and decided to follow the way of the Surabaya drivers, after all I am in Surabaya right now - just like the old saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;"do what the Romans do when you're in Rome."&lt;/span&gt; So, there I was, driving like Surabayan, it save me from being angry at another people, because I drive just like the way they drive, why bother to be angry? They're not worth my anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a banana can be happy, why does he choose not to?&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/19182619-113274825214816076?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113274825214816076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113274825214816076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113274825214816076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113274825214816076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/08/pisang-drives-terribly.html' title='Pisang Drives Terribly'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113267888249966610</id><published>2005-08-16T23:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:02:31.970+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Pisang - Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/Good%20Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/Good%20Life.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What should I write in this blog?&lt;/span&gt;" I asked my self earlier before I decided to post a short story about my self. Yeah, I'm going to write something about my life, to introduce visitors to the owner's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Pisang&lt;/span&gt; is not my real name, but some persons called me &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pisang&lt;/span&gt; when I was still in college. I use the name &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pisang&lt;/span&gt; here because I thought that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pisang&lt;/span&gt; is so yellowish and eye-catching. A very good bright yellow banana is very elegant, like a piece of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Chinese Indonesian. I like Chinese culture and literature because my father introduced me into it since I was very small. I'm proud being Chinese descendant, but I realize that I am not Chinese citizens, and I don't want to live there as much as I want to live in Indonesia. I was born in Indonesia, I grew up here, my friends are here, my family's here, my life is here, and I don't want to live anywhere else. I too have the passion: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to make Indonesia a better place&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was graduated from the US with Engineering major but unlike people's belief that US graduates are all sophisticated, I'm so moderate. My skill in Engineering is not any better than Indonesian graduates with GPA (IP) above 3.0. My English is also very limited. I could read quite fast, but my conversation skill is very low. Well, it is not that bad, I could survive just alright, but if compares with common Indonesians there my communication skill is below average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people dreams to study abroad, but not too many people understand its consequences, I didn't. I decided to study abroad without worrying too many things. 6 years ago, I just jumped in to the SQ plane to go to the states with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;very high confidence&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;very low English skill&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things didn't go as well as I hoped. My years in the states could be said as a very unfortunate journey. I was depressed almost all the time, especially during my second and third years. At one time I even almost decided to suicide. It was not even close, I did not even hurt my self, but the thought was there, I was thinking to jump out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One might ask, what is the worst that could happen such that a spoil boy want to kill him self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;black-and-white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; situation. If I faced the situation when I was in highschool (when I was so happy most of the time), I would not think to suicide at all. The thing is, when I was in the states, little by little my positive attitude was taken away. At one time, one unfortunate event happenned and I went depressed. Before the depression went away, another unluckiness came, and I got a little bit more depressed. It &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;went-on-and-on&lt;/span&gt;, until I did not even enjoy my hobby, until I didn't feel that I need to smile on anything, until I thought I really didn't deserve happines at all. When I was in this condition, suddenly something big stroke me, alas, I couldn't hold my self anymore, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;exploded&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;exploded&lt;/span&gt; inwardly: my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blown&lt;/span&gt;, I became &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;one heartless ~ joyless foreign student&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was not the only one who had hard times. Many of my Indonesian friends experienced the same thing, only maybe they weren't as depressed as me, and I believe none of them was thinking to suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I can't say that the US experience did not give me anything. I learnt alot there too. I learnt so many about life and the world. I became more introvert, but my introvertness increased my sensitivity toward others. Things were taken away, but the gaps were filled with something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I will continue my life story tommorow. Let's just assume that this posting is part one of my life story: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;introducing pisang part one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19182619-113267888249966610?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113267888249966610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113267888249966610' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113267888249966610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113267888249966610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/08/introducing-pisang-part-one.html' title='Introducing Pisang - Part One'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113272619501115698</id><published>2005-08-16T12:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:03:27.220+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Pisang's job?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/hand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, before 24 hrs, here I am&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;blogging on and on again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Well, it's not too strange to find my self blogging in the middle of working hours - because I am so jobless. It's been months since I was graduated, and yet I don't feel to find any real job. Instead, I use my time to learn PHP, read books, and I am thinking to join a property agency - coz it's easy to join, no commitment, and you can make your own office hours. Argh, and now I am learning to blog - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Introducing Pisang will be continued either some hours from now, or this evening after I go out with friends. By the way, any of you readers know the game "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guitar_freaks"&gt;Guitar-Freaks&lt;/a&gt;" and the brother "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DrumMania"&gt;Drum-mania&lt;/a&gt;?" It's very fun and addictive, especially if you like Japanese songs - coz most of the songs are Japanese. 2 hours from now I am going to play it with friends in the arcade center that is located on Plaza Tunjungan 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19182619-113272619501115698?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113272619501115698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113272619501115698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113272619501115698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113272619501115698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-is-pisangs-job.html' title='What is Pisang&apos;s job?'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113266612656412661</id><published>2005-08-10T20:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:02:06.213+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/karaokekatart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/karaokekatart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually have a date to go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Karaoke&lt;/span&gt; with bunch of friends, but I cancelled it because I don't feel well. I feel bad about it but health is the most important thing in life rite .. beside last week I was just sick, and a very similar thing happened, only at that time, I kept my promise, and I was badly sick on the night.&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; It is cool and manly to keep a promise, but I prefer to be less manly, but live longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;who says banana can't sing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;banana sing, only human can't listen to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19182619-113266612656412661?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113266612656412661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113266612656412661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113266612656412661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113266612656412661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/08/karaoke.html' title='Karaoke'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19182619.post-113264061993134476</id><published>2005-08-10T13:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:01:39.980+07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Timer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/1600/banana%20navigate%20schatten2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6586/1893/200/banana%20navigate%20schatten2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so new to blogging. Back then, my friend told me that reading is fun, I tried and agree. My other friend told me that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; is a good fruit, I tried and agree. Then, there is this story that a friend introduced me to coffee, and now I am so addicted to it. Now, lately my other friend bragged all the time that blogging is a very interesting thing to do, so here I am trying to blog-go-blog, and let's see what will be my opinion about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;banana-shalala,&lt;br /&gt;yellow and cute,&lt;br /&gt;telling you to go away,&lt;br /&gt;cause she doesn't wanna be eaten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19182619-113264061993134476?l=pisang-land.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/feeds/113264061993134476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19182619&amp;postID=113264061993134476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113264061993134476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19182619/posts/default/113264061993134476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisang-land.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-timer.html' title='First Timer'/><author><name>pisang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05583013267553731279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c34/pisang-land/brainative.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
