<?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-2409140479721474517</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:04:54.064-07:00</updated><category term='Educational Articles'/><category term='Intro'/><category term='research'/><category term='Movie  Reviews and Song Lyrics'/><category term='scholarship info'/><category term='short stories'/><category term='Pump-up Story'/><category term='Eggcellent Taste'/><category term='pieces of my life'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='teaching tips'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Acute Words'/><title type='text'>BUGURU ILAI</title><subtitle type='html'>THE REST FOR THE HEART</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6244006220878063564</id><published>2010-06-19T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T06:43:33.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apa Kabar EmPhikuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hyaaa..... ga kerasa sudah 6 bulan. Lama juga ga mampir sini. Kangeeeen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kemarin sempat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tracking bentar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ternyata my oldfriends pada ngumpul di sini semyyuaa. Hai..hai... (Halah alay bgt...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mari ngemphi lagi. uhuk..huk...temans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-6244006220878063564?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6244006220878063564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6244006220878063564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6244006220878063564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6244006220878063564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2010/06/apa-kabar-emphikuu.html' title='Apa Kabar EmPhikuu'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6688633095381879748</id><published>2009-05-13T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:27:00.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rindu...Rindu..Rindu...Kamu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/3/2/25/f_chemlovem_b789a65.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Selamat pagi Sir G&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hari ini aku sedang ingin diam. Tak ingin bercakap dengan siapapun. Aku hanya ingin di sampingmu, merasakan sejauh mana hati ini membawaku kepadamu, meski kita berjauhan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sir G, &lt;br&gt;Entah bisa merengkuhmu atau tidak. Aku merasa engkau teramat jauh. Tapi engkau tahu, betapa aku merindukanmu akhir-akhir ini. Bersabar menunggu janjimu sampai tak tau lagi hingga kapan aku bisa seteguh ini. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;G,&lt;br&gt;Kemarin, dan kemarinnya lagi, kusempatkan membuka tulisanmu. Sudah lama aku tak membacanya, sejak percakapan kita yang terakhir. Duniaku membuat aku lupa bagaimana mengeja setiap cinta yang kau tuliskan disana, tapi hatiku akan selalu ingat jalan kembali kepadamu. Dan kau tahu itu. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ah, bait-bait ini mengingatkanku padamu, lagi. Entah kenapa. Jangan tanya aku. dan aku mulai merindumu lagi..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When the funds are low and the debts are high, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Rest if you must, but don't you quit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As every one of us sometimes learns,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And many a fellow turns about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When he might have won had he stuck it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You may succeed with another blow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Often the goal is nearer than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It seems to a faint and faltering man;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Often the struggler has given up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Whe he might have captured the victor's cup;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And he learned too late when the night came down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;How close he was to the golden crown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Success is failure turned inside out -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The silver tint in the clouds of doubt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And you never can tell how close you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It might be near when it seems afar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's when things seem worst that you must not quit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-NN-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sir G&lt;br&gt;Aku masih ingin berlama-lama denganmu disini, meski hanya rasa yang bisa kujumpai. Bukan engkau. tapi aku harus pergi. Kutunggu kau malam nanti. Di sini.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/3/2/25/f_chemlovem_b789a65.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;gambar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-6688633095381879748?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6688633095381879748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6688633095381879748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6688633095381879748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6688633095381879748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2009/05/rindurindurindukamu.html' title='Rindu...Rindu..Rindu...Kamu'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-5036957351761187422</id><published>2009-05-10T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:09:39.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perempuan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://searahangin.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/aceh-028.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kau dimana?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rumahmu &lt;br&gt;ada di hatimu...sendiri...&lt;br&gt;Kau kandung hidup&lt;br&gt;karena kaulah sang hidup&lt;br&gt;jika duka membuat sedih,&lt;br&gt;kembalilah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hei..kau dimana?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jangan biarkan dunia &lt;br&gt;dicengkeram muram, &lt;br&gt;karena kaulah... senyuman&lt;br&gt;rumah bagi setiap pelukan &lt;br&gt;yang mencari bahagia&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;perempuan..&lt;br&gt;temukan hatimu,&lt;br&gt;agar kau bisa kembali&lt;br&gt;dan ku tak perlu bertanya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kau dimana?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-5036957351761187422?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/5036957351761187422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=5036957351761187422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5036957351761187422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5036957351761187422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2009/05/perempuan.html' title='Perempuan'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-1787454942696054360</id><published>2009-05-05T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T07:01:02.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K E S U C I A N</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://mataponsel.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/sol-sepatu1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Cak Nun pernah memberikan catatan dalam hidupku, bahwa sebagai orang maiyah, kita harus bisa menemukan kesucian pekerjaan kita, agar pekerjaan kita ini nikmat, agar kita bisa menemukan semua yang kita cari dalam hidup ini, yaitu kebenaran, kesucian, kerja keras, dan kebahagiaan. &lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="5"&gt;Suci itu berarti ketepatan fungsi di ruang dan waktu&lt;/font&gt;, bahwa sucinya olah raga adalah pada sikap sportifnya, sucinya moral adalah pada sikap jujurnya, dan sucinya ilmu adalah pada sikap ilmiahnya. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Kita memang bukan orang suci, tapi bawalah kesucian kemana saja. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;foto diambil dari &lt;a href="http://mataponsel.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/sol-sepatu1.jpg"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-1787454942696054360?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/1787454942696054360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=1787454942696054360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/1787454942696054360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/1787454942696054360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2009/05/k-e-s-u-c-i-n.html' title='K E S U C I A N'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-8737833009285760379</id><published>2009-05-01T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:38:19.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misteri Bahasa dan Otak Manusia</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;Selama ini yang kudengar tentang fungsi bahasa adalah bahasa sebagai alat komunikasi, tapi seiring dengan perjalananku mengikuti kelas Prof. Djawanai, anggapan itu bergeser sedikit demi sedikit. Bahasa manusia bukan lagi semata-mata sebagai alat komunikasi tapi lebih dari itu,  yaitu sebagai alat penciptaan simbol. &lt;br&gt;Manusia memang diberi kemampuan berbahasa untuk menciptakan simbol. Simbol-simbol yang kemudian diberi makna. Kemampuan inilah yang membedakan bahasa manusia dengan bahasa makhluk lainnya. Hewan juga memiliki bahasa dan mereka juga menggunakan bahasa mereka untuk berkomunikasi dengan sejenisnya. Tetapi sejauh ini, mereka tidak bisa mengungkapkan bahasa mereka dengan begitu kompleksnya seperti fenomena yang terjadi dalam bahasa manusia. &lt;br&gt;Inilah yang memunculkan tanya, apakah sesuatu yang ada  dalam otak manusia itu? Sesuatu yang mampu menciptakan alat yang sedemikian rupa hebatnya. &lt;br&gt;Tak bisa dipungkiri bahwa bahasa itu merupakan suatu hal yang kompleks karena untuk mempelajari sebuah bahasa ya memakai bahasa itu sendiri. Seingatku tak ada ilmu di dunia ini yang memakai dirinya untuk mempelajari dirinya sendiri. (upsss keluar narsisnya.)&lt;br&gt;Di lapangan, terdapat bukti bahwa orang yang cerdas dan berpendidikan tinggi sekalipun belum tentu bisa menguasai bahasa dengan baik, sedangkan di sisi lain ada seseorang yang hanya lulusan SMA tapi dia mampu menyihir setiap orang dengan kata-kata yang disampaikannya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, it means that talking and understanding a language doesn't depend on being intelligent or having a large brain, but it depend on being human&lt;/span&gt;. Lalu kita diperkenalkan dengan istilah humaniora. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt;, pertanyaan selanjutnya untuk menguak misteri bahasa dan otak ada pada diri kita sendiri &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yaitu 'humani' ora&lt;/span&gt;? Agar kita tidak berada pada taraf &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;human wae ora.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-8737833009285760379?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/8737833009285760379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=8737833009285760379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8737833009285760379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8737833009285760379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2009/05/misteri-bahasa-dan-otak-manusia.html' title='Misteri Bahasa dan Otak Manusia'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6859087485462372694</id><published>2009-05-01T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:43:25.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPORT BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;Olalala....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"There's always a first time for everything". &lt;br&gt;and.... today is the first time i know that i can import my older blog to MP. &lt;br&gt;mwahaha, a little bit blog-illiterate perhaps, but don't worry, i'm a fast learner hehehe...&lt;br&gt;sooooo.... can't wait longer anymore. i just did it. if you read the dates and you found that they came before April'09, it means that they came from postings of my older blog..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-6859087485462372694?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6859087485462372694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6859087485462372694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6859087485462372694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6859087485462372694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2009/05/import-blog.html' title='IMPORT BLOG'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-8482245881822419085</id><published>2009-05-01T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:59:31.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Acrostic POEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; xcellent friend with elegant wit  -any takers? huehehehehe...&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; ovable being in this world&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;ndependent woman for most of my jobs, (but, for some cases, still need someone else &lt;br&gt;       to rely on) :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; ble to cook a simple cake recipe for vacation fun activities&lt;br&gt; N aughty, but only in the old days when I was a wee bairn &lt;br&gt; A miable teacher and an outstanding-to-be writer with lots of dreams to pursue.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; (it sounds like a narcism victim hahaha...)&lt;br&gt; my mom said that I'm a priceless lucky creature in this universe...(xixixi :D)&lt;br&gt; Now, I'm striving to find out my Love and to sow the love in every single path and highway I choose in my life.just come and see me.you'll know me soon, dear friends.&lt;/font&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-8482245881822419085?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/8482245881822419085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=8482245881822419085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8482245881822419085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8482245881822419085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-acrostic-poem.html' title='My Acrostic POEM'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-2655208737663402697</id><published>2009-04-07T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T06:55:17.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>A Warming-Up Writing in 2009</title><content type='html'>Hayyyaaa....kena hiatus lama bener sembuhnya nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna make the commitment for writing everyday, but these days i'm tied up all day.&lt;br /&gt;aza..aza... fighting....hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-2655208737663402697?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/2655208737663402697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=2655208737663402697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2655208737663402697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2655208737663402697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2009/04/warming-up-writing-in-2009.html' title='A Warming-Up Writing in 2009'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-873720488231809023</id><published>2008-12-02T04:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:40:59.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"ARISAN" : CLOSER friends, NICER moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/STV_PQdRpPI/AAAAAAAAADw/TVWHlf9IDxM/s1600-h/21+JULI+2008+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/STV_PQdRpPI/AAAAAAAAADw/TVWHlf9IDxM/s200/21+JULI+2008+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275262438626927858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's us (MaYono, Mis Mei, me, Nana), at the first round of arisan in nana's house. Where's Mia? Ouch.. she was taking our picture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trat..tat...tatt.... this is Mia, among us, in our picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/STWA3n8bNZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KdkhDXThSdw/s1600-h/21+JULI+2008+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/STWA3n8bNZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KdkhDXThSdw/s200/21+JULI+2008+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275264231637988754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-873720488231809023?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/873720488231809023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=873720488231809023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/873720488231809023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/873720488231809023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/12/arisan-closer-friends-nicer-moments.html' title='&quot;ARISAN&quot; : CLOSER friends, NICER moments...'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/STV_PQdRpPI/AAAAAAAAADw/TVWHlf9IDxM/s72-c/21+JULI+2008+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-3304426178852809069</id><published>2008-12-02T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T04:38:37.676-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>THE BATTLE...</title><content type='html'>It seems clear for me that life sometimes doesn't run as smooth as we want. There will be some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;free wills&lt;/span&gt; that change it.&lt;br /&gt;This year i decided to  start my master degree. on that time, i thought that it will be an easy thing to handle both working and studying in the same time and the same share. in fact, i need more power to keep this work going well. Indeed.... the battle has just been started....between heart and responsibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-3304426178852809069?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/3304426178852809069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=3304426178852809069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3304426178852809069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3304426178852809069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/12/battle.html' title='THE BATTLE...'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-2736568187424265244</id><published>2008-12-02T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:13:54.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SISTA GRADUATION DAY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/STWE6S0vhfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eogAt6fWlnY/s1600-h/SISTER+ACT1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/STWE6S0vhfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eogAt6fWlnY/s320/SISTER+ACT1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275268675554739698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT LONG TIME AGO.....&lt;br /&gt;SISTERS ACT.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's the hard time for us when she moved to Jakarta, especially on the first month. We missed each other badly.&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;My loving &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/STWHPpbhkpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cdlmIK5rr_8/s1600-h/PIC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/STWHPpbhkpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cdlmIK5rr_8/s320/PIC_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275271241423491730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;siblings, (my bro and sist). We've shared countless moments together to complete each other and to realize the meaning of love. Yeah...blood is thicker than water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-2736568187424265244?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/2736568187424265244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=2736568187424265244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2736568187424265244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2736568187424265244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/12/kyaaaaaa-i-did-itagain.html' title='MY SISTA GRADUATION DAY..'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/STWE6S0vhfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eogAt6fWlnY/s72-c/SISTER+ACT1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-7245957502581786106</id><published>2008-08-18T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:23:38.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching tips'/><title type='text'>ENHANCING YOUR TEACHING EFFECTIVENESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" style="width: 649px; height: 8px;" border="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 3.75pt; background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Source Unknown&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Accurately assessing your students' developmental state can direct your planning and impel your teaching. For instance, recognizing a 16-year-old's concern about his appearance and his standing among his peers may promote your rapport with him and eliminate learning barriers. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Keep in mind that chronologic age and developmental stage are not always related. Throughout life, people move sequentially through developmental stages, but most people also fluctuate somewhat among stages, often in response to outside stressors. These stressors can cause a person to regress temporarily to an earlier stage. Sometimes a person may not achieve the task expected of his chronologic age. So you will need to address your students at their current developmental stages, not at the stages at which you would expect them to be because of their chronological ages. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;In some situations, hopefully most, you will have time to sit down and develop a formal teaching plan. In others, you will be confronted with a "teachable moment" when the student is ready to learn and is asking pointed questions. Invariably, these moments seem to come at the most inopportune times. At times like these, you face the dilemma: to teach or not to teach. Having a knowledge of basic learning principles will help you take best advantage of these moments. Here are some principles proven to enhance teaching and learning. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Seize the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Teaching is most effective when it occurs in quick response to a need the learner feels. So even though you are elbow deep in something else, you should make every effort to teach the student when he or she asks. The student is ready to learn. Satisfy that immediate need for information now, and augment your teaching with more information later. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Involve the student in planning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Just presenting information to the student does not ensure learning. For learning to occur, you will need to get the student involved in identifying his learning needs and outcomes. Help him to develop attainable objectives. As the teaching process continues, you can further engage him or her by selecting teaching strategies and materials that require the student's direct involvement, such as role playing and return demonstration. Regardless of the teaching strategy you choose, giving the student the chance to test his or her ideas, to take risks, and to be creative will promote learning. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Begin with what the student knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;You will find that learning moves faster when it builds on what the student already knows. Teaching that begins by comparing the old, known information or process and the new, unknown one allows the student to grasp new information more quickly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Move from simple to complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;The student will find learning more rewarding if he has the opportunity to master simple concepts first and then apply these concepts to more complex ones. Remember, however, that what one student finds simple, another may find complex. A careful assessment takes these differences into account and helps you plan the teaching starting point. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Accommodate the student's preferred learning style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;How quickly and well a student learns depends not only on his or her intelligence and prior education, but also on the student's learning style preference. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Visual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; learners gain knowledge best by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;seeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; what you are trying to teach; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;auditory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; learners, by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;listening;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;tactile or psychomotor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; learners, by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;You can improve your chances for teaching success if you assess your patient's preferred learning style, then plan teaching activities and use teaching tools appropriate to that style. To assess a student's learning style, observe the student, administer a &lt;a href="http://www.rrcc-online.com/%7Epsych/LSInventory.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;learning style inventory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or simply ask the student how he or she learns best. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;You can also experiment with different teaching tools, such as printed material, illustrations, videotapes, and actual equipment, to assess learning style. Never assume, though, that your student can read well -- or even read at all. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sort goals by learning domain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;You can combine your knowledge of the student's preferred learning style with your knowledge of &lt;a href="http://honolulu.hawaii.edu/intranet/committees/FacDevCom/guidebk/teachtip/domains.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;learning domains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Categorizing what the students need to learn into proper domains helps identify and evaluate the behaviors you expect them to show. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Learning behaviors fall in three domains: cognitive, psychomotor, and affective. The &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;cognitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; domain deals with intellectual abilities. The &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;psychomotor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; domain includes physical or motor skills. The &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;affective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; domain involves expression of feeling about attitudes, interests, and values. Most learning involves all three domains. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Make material meaningful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Another way to facilitate learning is to relate material to the student's lifestyle -- and to recognize incompatibilities. The more meaningful material is to a student, the quicker and easier it will be learned. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allow immediate application of knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Giving the student the opportunity to apply his or her new knowledge and skills reinforces learning and builds confidence. This immediate application translates learning to the "real world" and provides an opportunity for problem solving, feedback, and emotional support. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Plan for periodic rests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;While you may want the students to push ahead until they have learned everything on the teaching plan, remember that periodic plateaus occur normally in learning. When your instructions are especially complex or lengthy, your students may feel overwhelmed and appear unreceptive to your teaching. Be sure to recognize these signs of mental fatigue and let the students relax. (You too can use these periods - to review your teaching plan and make any necessary adjustments.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tell your students how they are progressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Learning is made easier when the students are aware of their progress. Positive feedback can motivate them to greater effort because it makes their goal seem attainable. Also, ask your students how they feel they are doing. They probably want to take part in assessing their own progress toward learning goals, and their input can guide your feedback. You will find their reactions are usually based on what "feels right." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Reward desired learning with praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Praising desired learning outcomes or behavior improves the chances that the students will retain the material or repeat the behavior. Praising your students' successes associates the desired learning goal with a sense of growing and accepted competence. Reassuring them that they have learned the desired material or technique can help them retain and refine it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://honolulu.hawaii.edu/intranet/committees/FacDevCom/guidebk/teachtip/enhance.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;http://honolulu.hawaii.edu/intranet/committees/FacDevCom/guidebk/teachtip/enhance.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-7245957502581786106?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/7245957502581786106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=7245957502581786106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/7245957502581786106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/7245957502581786106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/08/enhancing-your-teaching-effectiveness.html' title='ENHANCING YOUR TEACHING EFFECTIVENESS'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-2821174540769992720</id><published>2008-07-20T22:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:58:52.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intro'/><title type='text'>INTRODUCTION TO TEXT TYPES; a whole overview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We find so many texts. Some of us just read them, and the others try to make them written. Based on generic structure and language feature dominantly used, texts are divided into several types. They are narrative, recount, descriptive, report, explanation, analytical exposition, hortatory exposition, procedure, discussion, review, anecdote, spoof, and news item. These variations are known as GENRES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NARRATIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: To amuse/entertain the readers and to tell a story&lt;br /&gt;Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Orientation&lt;br /&gt;2. Evaluation&lt;br /&gt;3. Complication&lt;br /&gt;4. Resolution&lt;br /&gt;5. Reorientation&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language Features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Using Past Tense&lt;br /&gt;2. Using action verb&lt;br /&gt;3. Chronologically arranged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RECOUNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to retell something that happened in the past and to tell a series of past event&lt;br /&gt;Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Orientation&lt;br /&gt;2. Event(s)&lt;br /&gt;3. Reorientation&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language Features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Using Past Tense&lt;br /&gt;2. Using action verb&lt;br /&gt;3. Using adjectives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXPLANATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Purpose: To explain the processes involved in the formation or working of natural or socio-cultural phenomena.&lt;br /&gt;Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. General statement&lt;br /&gt;2. Explanation&lt;br /&gt;3. Closing&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language Features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Using Simple Present Tense&lt;br /&gt;2. Using action verbs&lt;br /&gt;3. Using passive voice&lt;br /&gt;4. Using noun phrase&lt;br /&gt;5. Using adverbial phrase&lt;br /&gt;6. Using technical terms&lt;br /&gt;7. Using general and abstract noun&lt;br /&gt;8. Using conjunction of time and cause-effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REPORT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to presents information about something, as it is.&lt;br /&gt;Generic Structure&lt;br /&gt;1. General classification&lt;br /&gt;2. Description&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language Feature&lt;br /&gt;1. Introducing group or general aspect&lt;br /&gt;2. Using conditional logical connection&lt;br /&gt;3. Using Simple Present Tense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DESCRIPTIVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to describe a particular person, place or thing in detail.&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Identification&lt;br /&gt;2. Description&lt;br /&gt;Language Features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Using Simple Present Tense&lt;br /&gt;2. Using action verb&lt;br /&gt;3. Using adverb&lt;br /&gt;4. Using special technical terms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANALYTICAL EXPOSITION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: To reveal the readers that something is the important case&lt;br /&gt;Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Thesis&lt;br /&gt;2. Arguments&lt;br /&gt;3. Reiteration/Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language Features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Using modals&lt;br /&gt;2. Using action verbs&lt;br /&gt;3. Using thinking verbs&lt;br /&gt;4. Using adverbs&lt;br /&gt;5. Using adjective&lt;br /&gt;6. Using technical terms&lt;br /&gt;7. Using general and abstract noun&lt;br /&gt;8. Using connectives/transition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HORTATORY EXPOSITION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to persuade the readers that something should or should not be the case or be done&lt;br /&gt;Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Thesis&lt;br /&gt;2. Arguments&lt;br /&gt;3. Recommendation&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Using Simple Present Tense&lt;br /&gt;2. Using modals&lt;br /&gt;3. Using action verbs&lt;br /&gt;4. Using thinking verbs&lt;br /&gt;5. Using adverbs&lt;br /&gt;6. Using adjective&lt;br /&gt;7. Using technical terms&lt;br /&gt;8. Using general and abstract noun&lt;br /&gt;9. Using connectives/transition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROCEDURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to help readers how to do or make something completely&lt;br /&gt;Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Goal/Aim&lt;br /&gt;2. Materials/Equipments&lt;br /&gt;3. Steps/Methods&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language Features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Using Simple Present Tense&lt;br /&gt;2. Using Imperatives sentence&lt;br /&gt;3. Using adverb&lt;br /&gt;4. Using technical terms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCUSSION&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to present information and opinions about issues in more one side of an issue (‘For/Pros’ and ‘Against/Cons’)&lt;br /&gt;Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Issue&lt;br /&gt;2. Arguments for and against&lt;br /&gt;3. Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language Features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Using Simple Present Tense&lt;br /&gt;2. Use of relating verb/to be&lt;br /&gt;3. Using thinking verb&lt;br /&gt;4. Using general and abstract noun&lt;br /&gt;5. Using conjunction/transition&lt;br /&gt;6. Using modality&lt;br /&gt;7. Using adverb of manner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REVIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to critique or evaluate an art work or event for a public audience&lt;br /&gt;dominant Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Orientation&lt;br /&gt;2. Evaluation&lt;br /&gt;3. Interpretative Recount&lt;br /&gt;4. Evaluation&lt;br /&gt;5. Evaluative Summation&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Focus on specific participants&lt;br /&gt;2. Using adjectives&lt;br /&gt;3. Using long and complex clauses&lt;br /&gt;4. Using metaphor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANECDOTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to share with others an account of an unusual or amusing incident&lt;br /&gt;Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Abstract&lt;br /&gt;2. Orientation&lt;br /&gt;3. Crisis&lt;br /&gt;4. Reaction&lt;br /&gt;5. Coda.&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language Features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Using exclamations, rhetorical question or intensifiers&lt;br /&gt;2. Using material process&lt;br /&gt;3. Using temporal conjunctions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPOOF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to tell an event with a humorous twist and entertain the readers&lt;br /&gt;Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Orientation&lt;br /&gt;2. Event(s)&lt;br /&gt;3. Twist&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language Features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Using Past Tense&lt;br /&gt;2. Using action verb&lt;br /&gt;3. Using adverb&lt;br /&gt;4. Chronologically arranged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEWS ITEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to inform readers about events of the day which are considered newsworthy or important&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Generic Structure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Newsworthy event(s)&lt;br /&gt;2. Background event(s)&lt;br /&gt;3. Sources&lt;br /&gt;Dominant Language Features:&lt;br /&gt;1. Short, telegraphic information about story captured in headline&lt;br /&gt;2. Using action verbs&lt;br /&gt;3. Using saying verbs&lt;br /&gt;4. Using adverbs : time, place and manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-2821174540769992720?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/2821174540769992720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=2821174540769992720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2821174540769992720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2821174540769992720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/07/introduction-to-text-types-whole.html' title='INTRODUCTION TO TEXT TYPES; 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    &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://duniaanda.com/sayembara-menulis-novel-dewan-kesenian-jakarta-2008.htm" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to Sayembara Menulis Novel Dewan Kesenian Jakarta 2008"&gt;     Sayembara Menulis Novel Dewan Kesenian Jakarta 2008    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/h1&gt;              &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://duniaanda.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/sayembara-menulis-novel.jpg" alt="Sayembara Menulis Novel Dewan Kesenian Jakarta 2008" align="right" /&gt;Untuk merangsang dan meningkatkan kreativitas pengarang Indonesia dalam penulisan novel, Dewan Kesenian Jakarta kembali menyelenggarakan Sayembara Menulis Novel. Lewat sayembara ini, DKJ berharap akan lahir novel-novel terbaik, baik dari pengarang Indonesia yang sudah punya nama maupun pemula, yang memperlihatkan kebaruan dalam bentuk dan isi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ketentuan Umum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Peserta adalah warga negara Indonesia (dibuktikan dengan Kartu Tanda Penduduk atau bukti identitas lainnya).&lt;br /&gt; - Peserta boleh mengirimkan lebih dari satu naskah.&lt;br /&gt; - Naskah belum pernah dipublikasikan dalam bentuk apa pun, baik sebagian maupun seluruhnya.&lt;br /&gt; - Naskah tidak sedang diikutkan dalam sayembara serupa&lt;br /&gt; - Naskah dan judul ditulis dalam bahasa Indonesia yang baik&lt;br /&gt; - Tema bebas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="more-105"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ketentuan Khusus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Panjang naskah minimal 100 halaman A4, 1,5 spasi, Times New Roman 12&lt;br /&gt; - Peserta menyertakan biodata dan alamat lengkap dalam lembar tersendiri, di luar naskah&lt;br /&gt; - Lima salinan naskah yang diketik dan dijilid dikirim ke:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Panitia Sayembara Menulis Novel DKJ 2008&lt;br /&gt; Dewan Kesenian Jakarta&lt;br /&gt; Jl. Cikini Raya 73&lt;br /&gt; Jakarta 10330&lt;br /&gt; Telp. 021-3193 7639 / 316 2780&lt;br /&gt; - Batas akhir pengiriman naskah: &lt;strong&gt;31 Agustus 2008&lt;/strong&gt; (cap pos atau diantar langsung)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lain-lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Para Pemenang akan diumumkan dalam Malam Anugerah Sayembara Menulis Novel DKJ 2008 di Taman Ismail Marzuki, Jakarta, pada akhir Desember 2008&lt;br /&gt; - Hak Cipta dan hak penerbitan naskah peserta sepenuhnya berada pada penulis&lt;br /&gt; - Keputusan Dewan Juri tidak dapat diganggu gugat dan tidak diadakan surat-menyurat&lt;br /&gt; - Pajak ditanggung pemenang&lt;br /&gt; - Sayembara ini tertutup bagi anggota Dewan Kesenian Jakarta Periode 20062009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juara I Rp 20.000.000&lt;br /&gt;Juara II Rp 15.000.000&lt;br /&gt;Juara III Rp 12.500.000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://duniaanda.com/sayembara-menulis-novel-dewan-kesenian-jakarta-2008.htm#more-105&lt;br /&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/2409140479721474517-3335600911280687829?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/3335600911280687829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=3335600911280687829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3335600911280687829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3335600911280687829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/06/sayembara-menulis-novel-dkj-2008.html' title='Sayembara Menulis Novel DKJ 2008'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-5760926940133740576</id><published>2008-06-18T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T05:27:55.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayembara Menulis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;DIPERPANJANG HINGGA&lt;br /&gt;31 OKTOBER  2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUO VADIS KEBUDAYAAN DAYAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TUJUAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayembara menulis ini diselenggarakan dengan maksud menggugah para insan yang  peduli terhadap eksistensi kebudayaan Dayak baik pada masa lampau, kini maupun  masa yang akan datang. Para peserta diharapkan mampu memberikan pemikiran kritis  tentang konsep-konsep dasar dan implementasinya tentang bagaimana peningkatan  dan pengembangan kebudayaan Dayak saat ini maupun yang akan datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PESERTA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayembara ini terbuka untuk umum terkecuali aktivis Institut Dayakologi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERSYARATAN DAN KETENTUAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Karya tulis merupakan karya asli dari penulis dan belum pernah dipublikasikan  di media mana pun serta belum pernah dipresentasikan di forum apapun.&lt;br /&gt;2. Aspek keaslian (orisinalitas) dari karya tulis akan menjadi salah satu  prioritas penilaian.&lt;br /&gt;3. Peserta hanya dapat mengirimkan 1 (satu) karya tulis.&lt;br /&gt;4. Semua karya tulis yang dikirim sepenuhnya akan menjadi hak milik panitia  sayembara termasuk hak ciptanya.&lt;br /&gt;5. Keputusan tim juri adalah final dan tidak dapat diganggu gugat.&lt;br /&gt;6. Jenis karya tulis sepenuhnya menjadi kreativitas peserta sesuai kualifikasi  dan spesifikasinya (bebas memilih apakah esai/opini, makalah/jurnal, semi ilmiah  atau ilmiah).&lt;br /&gt;7. Panjang tulisan minimal 10 halaman, maksimal 20 halaman.&lt;br /&gt;8. Format tulisan: tipe huruf (font) Times New Roman, font size 12 dan 2 spasi.&lt;br /&gt;9. Batas waktu penerimaan karya tulis oleh panitia adalah pada tanggal 31  Oktober  2008, pukul 17.00 WIB.&lt;br /&gt;10. Karya tulis disusun menggunakan Bahasa Indonesia atau Bahasa Inggris yang  baik dan benar.&lt;br /&gt;11. Karya tulis tidak hanya mencakup pembahasan secara teoritis tetapi juga  penerapan, pengembangan atau implementasi atas teori yang dibahas di dalamnya.&lt;br /&gt;12. Tim juri akan menetapkan 10 (sepuluh) calon finalis untuk kemudian  menetapkan 3 (tiga) orang pemenang dan 1 (satu) orang dengan kriteria karya  tulis menarik. Surat penetapan sebagai pemenang akan dikirimkan kepada  masing-masing finalis.&lt;br /&gt;13. Ketiga pemenang dan 1 (satu) karya tulis berkriteria menarik juga akan  diumumkan melalui Majalah Kalimantan Review, Harian Pontianak Post, Ruai TV,  Radio Sonora dan Radio Rama.&lt;br /&gt;14. Tulisan dikirim berupa file elektronik atau print out ke alamat:&lt;br /&gt;PANITIA SAYEMBARA MENULIS Institut Dayakologi&lt;br /&gt;Kompleks Bumi Indah Khatulistiwa&lt;br /&gt;Jl. Budi Utomo Blok B No. 4&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak 78241&lt;br /&gt;Email: sayembaramenulis@dayakology.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PENGHARGAAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uang tunai:&lt;br /&gt;1. Terbaik Pertama: Rp. 5.000.000,-&lt;br /&gt;2. Terbaik Kedua: Rp. 3.000.000,-&lt;br /&gt;3. Terbaik Ketiga Rp. 1.000.000,-&lt;br /&gt;4. Karya tulis berkategori menarik: Hadiah hiburan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEWAN JURI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. John Bamba&lt;br /&gt;2. Nico Andasputra&lt;br /&gt;3. Stefanus Masiun&lt;br /&gt;4. Priyono Pasti&lt;br /&gt;5. Abdon Nababan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INFORMASI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk informasi lebih lanjut dapat menghubungi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PANITIA SAYEMBARA MENULIS Institut Dayakologi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kompleks Bumi Indah Khatulistiwa&lt;br /&gt;Jl. Budi Utomo Blok B No. 4&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak 78241&lt;br /&gt;Telp. (0561) 884567&lt;br /&gt;Fax. (0561) 883135&lt;br /&gt;Email: sayembaramenulis@dayakology.org&lt;br /&gt;(Contact Person: Frans Lakon - 081345797272, Andika Pasti - 081352067468, Anton  - 08125753661)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://www.dayakology.org/sayembara/&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/2409140479721474517-5760926940133740576?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/5760926940133740576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=5760926940133740576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5760926940133740576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5760926940133740576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/06/sayembara-menulis.html' title='Sayembara Menulis'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6730190728198437042</id><published>2008-06-09T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:57:30.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eggcellent Taste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>Pisang Gepeng</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Bahan:&lt;br /&gt;5 bh pisang tanduk&lt;br /&gt;100 gr margarin&lt;br /&gt;50 gr gula halus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara membuat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Pisang Gepeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!--  --&gt;  &lt;!--  --&gt;    &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" class="font_content_4"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tabloidnova.com/files/article/photo/14387_Pisang%20Gepeng.jpg" align="left" border="0" height="200" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="250" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bahan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 bh pisang tanduk&lt;br /&gt;100 gr margarin&lt;br /&gt;50 gr gula halus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cara membuat:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kupas pisang hingga bersih.&lt;br /&gt;2. Panaskan margarin, masukkan pisang, masak hingga pisang layu, balik-balik hingga rata. Angkat pisang, gepengkan pisang hingga datar.&lt;br /&gt;3. Masukkan kembali dalam margarin masak hingga berwarna kecokelatan. Angkat, sajikan dengan taburan gula halus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Untuk 5 orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--  --&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kupas pisang hingga bersih.&lt;br /&gt;2. Panaskan margarin, masukkan pisang, masak hingga pisang layu, balik-balik hingga rata. Angkat pisang, gepengkan pisang hingga datar.&lt;br /&gt;3. Masukkan kembali dalam margarin masak hingga berwarna kecokelatan. Angkat, sajikan dengan taburan gula halus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk 5 orang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://www.tabloidnova.com/article.php?name=/pisang-gepeng&amp;amp;channel=sedap%2Fkue%2Fresep_hari_ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-6730190728198437042?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6730190728198437042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6730190728198437042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6730190728198437042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6730190728198437042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/06/pisang-gepeng.html' title='Pisang Gepeng'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-7242791430902497700</id><published>2008-06-08T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:40:12.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosh...hosh...</title><content type='html'>Kyaa.... tadi abis maghrib baru sampai jogja. Lumayang...masih kerasa capeknya. tapi terobati karena hati senang...ketemu bapak...ma nenek, maen ampe puas ma para keponakan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-7242791430902497700?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/7242791430902497700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=7242791430902497700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/7242791430902497700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/7242791430902497700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/06/hoshhosh.html' title='Hosh...hosh...'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-8127897352267164914</id><published>2008-05-26T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:30:04.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>Sandera 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Kenapa &lt;i style=""&gt;tho&lt;/i&gt; kamu nggak mau dengerin omongan bapak?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Bukannya Lia nggak mau dengerin bapak, tapi ini memang sudah jadi keputusan Lia, Pak.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Keputusan apa? Mbok ya dipikir dulu dengan matang.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Sudah Lia pertimbangkan, Pak. Berkali-kali malah. Dan Lia tetap pada pilihan Lia.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Kamu itu memang keras kepala. Kalo milih itu mbok ya lihat-lihat… yang prospektif buat masa depan.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Menurut Lia itu juga prokpektif. Lagipula Lia sudah terlanjur suka.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Suka aja nggak cukup jadi modal, &lt;i style=""&gt;Nduk&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Iya, Lia tahu Pak. Lia juga tidak asal pilih. Lia udah gede Pak. Sudah bisa nentuin pilihan Lia sendiri. Kenapa sih Bapak tidak percaya sama pilihan Lia?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Bukannya Bapak tidak percaya. Bapak itu Cuma &lt;i style=""&gt;ndak&lt;/i&gt; ingin kamu nyesel di kemudian hari. Kamu itu baru anak kemarin sore. Belum banyak makan asam garam kehidupan ya &lt;i style=""&gt;Nduk&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Udah, bapak tenang aja. Lia cinta sama pilihan Lia. Lagipula, nggak ada salahnya &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Lalu apa yang kamu harapkan dari pilihanmu itu? Apa dia bisa membuatmu bahagia? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Lia pikir … iya bapak.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;“Ya sudah kalo itu sudah jadi keputusanmu.”&lt;br /&gt; ...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be continued&lt;/span&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/2409140479721474517-8127897352267164914?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/8127897352267164914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=8127897352267164914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8127897352267164914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8127897352267164914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/05/sandera.html' title='Sandera 1'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-5189469352829099499</id><published>2008-05-26T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:19:00.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acute Words'/><title type='text'>Acknowledgements of My Thesis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Alhamdulillahirabbil ‘alamin. I would like to start off my words here by thanking Allah SWT, The Cherisher, The Merciful and The Sustainer, for His mercy, love, and strength granted for me so that I have been able to finish this thesis. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Besides, I fell so indebted to many people who played a part in my thesis accomplishment. Without them, this ‘little masterpiece’ would have never been done as better as I just did. Thus, let me appreciate them all to express my gratitude to them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;First, I would like to express my gratitude to both my consultants, &lt;b style=""&gt;Dr. Gunawan&lt;/b&gt;, my first consultant, and &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Drs. Suharso&lt;/b&gt;, my second consultant, for their time, and knowledge. Patiently, they had guided me in developing ideas, correcting misplaced words, improper dictions and structures, as &lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.2pt;"&gt;well as shared their knowledge. But, the most important thing for me is they &lt;/span&gt;showed me how to research myself, both inside and outside. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Second, my gratitude is also addressed to my family. To my loving &lt;b style=""&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;/b&gt;, I want to say&lt;i&gt; “I know, it was too late for me to present you this. But thank you for trusting me on it. This is the way I learn. Finally, I did it. This is for you”. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.7pt;"&gt;o my &lt;/span&gt;lovely sister &lt;b style=""&gt;‘Niek’&lt;/b&gt; and brother ‘&lt;b style=""&gt;Ayik&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.7pt;"&gt;’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I also want to say “&lt;i style=""&gt;Thanks for trusting me. Your great supports gave me strength. Actually, the hardest failure comes from oneself. Ganbatte kudasai ne”&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Third, many respects are also devoted to all lecturers at the English Language Education Department who always guided me during my study here and taught me about many priceless things in this life. You do help me to sign out the blind maps of my life.&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Fourth, my massive thanks also go to persons who inspire and comfort me during this thesis-making-process. Thanks: to Charlie’s angels plus (Ifa Carter, Oepyx Archer,and Isti Awien)&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;with the words “&lt;i style=""&gt;Thanks for the belief we share together. You put a smile on my face and a spring in my step.&lt;/i&gt;”; to Anis Ich with the words &lt;i style=""&gt;“Thanks. You are like a magic book for me. I never get enough to read every single line in your pages.&lt;/i&gt;”; to Sholihin with the words&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;“&lt;i style=""&gt;Thanks for a bunch of knowledge about writing. It means a lot to me. &lt;/i&gt;”; to Mbak Zaki with the words “&lt;i style=""&gt;Thank you for bringing me to Maiyah Land and introducing me to the fresh sensation of the Kyai Kanjeng’s Mocopat Syafaat among the exhausting days of my thesis making. This does brighten my days.”; &lt;/i&gt;to A-14B sweet gals (especially to Mbak Ambar, Rina, Lina, Inun, Andri, Yukyak, Vetty, Nurul, Yuli, Juleha, Gina, Wantie, Lastri and Windha)&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;with the words&lt;i style=""&gt;“Thanks for giving me a hommy place away from home.”; &lt;/i&gt;to Khafidz, with the words “&lt;i style=""&gt;You colored my days&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i style=""&gt;You’re still the best friend that anyone could have. Thanks for all.” &lt;/i&gt;; to the 99ers (especially for Ririn, Naser, Prast, Siti, Nisfi, Suci, Ika, Inoeng) with the words “&lt;i style=""&gt;Thank you for the solid friendship, you bring me back to earth if I get a little too full of myself” &lt;/i&gt;; to Vima, with the words “&lt;i style=""&gt;You give me the inspiration to reach for my dreams. Thanks for being my partner as well as my competitor.&lt;/i&gt;”; to Ms. Pupud, with the words “&lt;i style=""&gt;Thank you for teaching me. You make each day a new beginning, filled with wonder and joy&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Fifth, I also&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;would like to thanks to EDSA, Shield Magazine, Relung Theatre, Seven Theatre, UKM Penelitian, PSJ UGM, Aliyya, Syafaat Centre, Hafara Sunday School, Pesantren Raudhatul Muttaqien, my fellows and students in SD Muhammadiah Sapen, SDN Mejing II, Puri Bahasa as well, and also special for Anjar Ndut, Noey, Iwied, Isti Egi, Zartini, Younee, Marcee, Ms.Eko, Budi and Andi, with the words “&lt;i style=""&gt;Thanks for helping me making a better portrait of Eli. You all are my puzzles of love. Each part of you complete my life journey.”. &lt;/i&gt;T&lt;b style=""&gt;o Gunawan Fans Club’s members&lt;/b&gt; I want to say&lt;i style=""&gt;“I expect you all a sweet reunion someday“&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b style=""&gt;to my informants &lt;/b&gt;“Y&lt;i style=""&gt;ou enlighten my load. Thank you for being so cooperative with &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;me.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;” &lt;/i&gt;; to&lt;i style=""&gt; &lt;/i&gt;everybody who had ever helped me but I could not mention your name one by one, I want to say&lt;i style=""&gt;“Thank you. It is hardly possible for me to mention you all by name&lt;/i&gt;. O&lt;i style=""&gt;nce again, thank you. May Allah bless you&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Finally, it is needless to say that my thesis is still far from being perfect eventhough I have made my best. Though it is so, I expect that this thesis contributes benefits to all readers and those who are involved in this &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;                            Jogjakarta&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, 10 January 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt; 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font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;/span&gt;The writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-5189469352829099499?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/5189469352829099499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=5189469352829099499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5189469352829099499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5189469352829099499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/05/acknowledgements-of-my-thesis.html' title='Acknowledgements of My Thesis'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6629770071595515223</id><published>2008-05-26T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:12:22.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Educational Articles'/><title type='text'>AN ABSTRACT OF MY THESIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;THE CHARACTERISTICS OF STUDENTS’ LANGUAGE AWARENESS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;IN ENGLISH WRITING &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; letter-spacing: -0.3pt;"&gt;AT THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE EDUCATION&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;DEPARTMENT, FBS, UNY&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;SEMESTER III, ACADEMIC YEAR 2003/2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Written by:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Eliana Candrawati&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ABSTRACT&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: Arial; letter-spacing: -0.5pt;"&gt;This research study is aimed at finding and describing the characteristics of students’ language awareness in English writing at the English Language Education Department, FBS, UNY, semester III, academic year 2003/2004.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: Arial; letter-spacing: -0.5pt;"&gt;This research study is a descriptive qualitative research. The subjects of this research were the students of Writing III, and their final assignment as the writing product. The data of the research were language awareness elements. The data are drawn from the students’ writing product as documents, and in-depth interview transcripts. The key instrument of the research was the researcher herself. The length of time in collecting the data depended on the redundancy of the data. The constant comparative method was used to analyze the data. To get trustworthiness, the researcher used the triangulation techniques.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: Arial; letter-spacing: -0.5pt;"&gt;The results of the research show that the students’ language awareness was categorized into three major categories: the low level, the medium level and the high level of students’ language awareness. The low level was classified into caused-by-low-motivation and effect. Further, the caused-by-low-motivation category was divided into limited language mastery, which consisted of four foci: grammar, punctuation, diction and spelling, and negative attitude, which was classified into five foci, namely, being careless, being dishonest, being lazy to check works, delaying habit, and limited preparation. Meanwhile, the effect category was divided into causing ineffectiveness, which was classified into four, namely, incorrect structure, incorrect spelling, misfragmented words/sentences and misplaced punctuations, causing inefficiency, which consisted of vague expressions, mistyped words, and looser cohesion, and ignoring originality. The medium level was divided into caused-by medium-motivation and effect. The caused-by-medium-motivation category was divided into average language mastery, which was classified into two, namely, just to follow rules, and just to translate words by words, average motivation, and self-orientation attitude. The effect category consisted of: in gaining effectiveness, which was classified into trapped in commonly-used words and applying simple clauses, and in relation with attitude, which consisted of applying common expression and self-improvement orientation. The high level was divided into caused-by high-motivation and effect. The caused-by-high-motivation category was divided into high consideration, which consisted of three foci: for grammar choices, for punctuation choices, and for diction choices, better preparation, and positive attitude. The effect category was divided into four: producing effectiveness, which was divided into three: accurate sentence structure, accurate diction, and correct punctuation, producing efficiency, which consisted of more message clarity, more various expression, more specific expression, and tighter cohesion, and considering audience. The conclusions show that the students tend to have low language awareness. Based on the implications, the suggestions are the lecturer should recognize the students’ needs and characteristics. A pre-test or questionnaire will be an effective way to measure them. Then, a written reflection submitted after the class is over can be used as one of the means to monitor the students’ progress. Meanwhile, the students should try to motivate themselves to find the most interesting thing to do to increase their writing ability.&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/2409140479721474517-6629770071595515223?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6629770071595515223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6629770071595515223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6629770071595515223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6629770071595515223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/05/abstract-of-my-thesis.html' title='AN ABSTRACT OF MY THESIS'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-3546995515163381069</id><published>2008-05-26T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:06:45.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>A POEM FOR AN ANGEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SDsXUkYGeeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/y0IVQdxfDps/s1600-h/angel+poem+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SDsXUkYGeeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/y0IVQdxfDps/s200/angel+poem+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204779436486326754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Last Sunday, I just cleaned up my old files from my miscellany box when I found my old flowerish small brown box which contained some pieces of important paper from my friends. One of them is a piece of paper from ‘eeva carter’. Well, actually her real name is Arifah Mardiningrum. She’s one of my best friends (when I was a university stude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nt, and now, she’s still the best friend I could have :D) and one of the Charlie’s Angels Plus personnels as well:D . Then we crowned her a name of ‘eeva carter’ because she’s crazy about ‘Nick Carter’. (Well, it’s just the same when she calls me using this name: ‘Eliana F_ r _ _r’ …uhmm..It’s better for me not to write my ‘boo’ since it had something to do with my old story). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, on my 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday, she gave me a poem, a special poem for me. Here it is the poem.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ANGEL&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I’m the angel for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I’m the angel for my family&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And they’re angels for me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I’m the angel for my friends&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And they’re angels for me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I’m the angel for this life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;‘Coz this life is an angel for me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Angel is a help to learn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Angel is a help to live&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Angel is a help to love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And we’re all the angels of our heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Eeva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SDsXmUYGefI/AAAAAAAAACE/7bqad8vAkeE/s1600-h/angel+poem2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SDsXmUYGefI/AAAAAAAAACE/7bqad8vAkeE/s200/angel+poem2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204779741429004786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It’s one of the best poems I’ve ever had. It’s a proof as well that I have an angel…and I’m an angel for her…and she’s an angel for me. And…what do you thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nk? Nice, isn’t it? Then would you be my angel too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2409140479721474517-3546995515163381069?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/3546995515163381069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=3546995515163381069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3546995515163381069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3546995515163381069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/05/poem-for-angel.html' title='A POEM FOR AN ANGEL'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SDsXUkYGeeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/y0IVQdxfDps/s72-c/angel+poem+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-2788049284949378170</id><published>2008-05-22T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T10:17:57.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>LISTEN! SHELTER SURROUNDS YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SDWqM0YGedI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HVY3IWtuM24/s1600-h/Fun-in-the-Sun-VIII-Print-I10074738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SDWqM0YGedI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HVY3IWtuM24/s200/Fun-in-the-Sun-VIII-Print-I10074738.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203252081691359698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;You'll find me in the wind, the seed,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the elephant's triumphant roar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am in the pearls of your elders,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;the dirt on the far side of the moon,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ice under the coats of Jupiter.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked person, listen to the hawk's cry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Didn't you once  see five hawks&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;careening againts the dawn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I have been humming and hammering&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the years you took to bed, in the moments&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;you let life fly from your hands&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live your life again, simple days&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cooking and dancing to the radio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;What else is there really?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is you. You can ride the pony&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;to enter your own life,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;be buried in your own clothes.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flaws can be touched and loved.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Janell Moon-&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/2409140479721474517-2788049284949378170?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/2788049284949378170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=2788049284949378170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2788049284949378170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2788049284949378170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/05/listen-shelter-surrounds-you.html' title='LISTEN! SHELTER SURROUNDS YOU'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SDWqM0YGedI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HVY3IWtuM24/s72-c/Fun-in-the-Sun-VIII-Print-I10074738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-5113509231476072312</id><published>2008-05-19T07:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T07:56:22.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>KEEP YOUR HEALTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thank You. Finally I could show this soulful- face again in front of this screen after a couple of days I was laid on my bed because of a fever. Well, it should be a very-nice weekend for me...but...&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/2409140479721474517-5113509231476072312?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/5113509231476072312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=5113509231476072312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5113509231476072312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5113509231476072312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/05/keep-healthy.html' title='KEEP YOUR HEALTH'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-2851752687831772206</id><published>2008-05-11T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:00:28.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEN EVERYTHING IS IN A MESS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;I usually take a deep breath, sit for a while, take a note, make some to-do-lists, then decide the priority. Well,  it sounds easy but somehow a little bit hard to do. A part of it can be my mistake. It's because of me who is unable to deal with the problem. It should be a challenge to make a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, the mess is in front of me. It seems that it waits for me to come into. Will I come in?  Perhaps...if I don't get prepare for that... progresiveness on how to deal with a hurry sickness. It's about the management of life.&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/2409140479721474517-2851752687831772206?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/2851752687831772206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=2851752687831772206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2851752687831772206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2851752687831772206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-everything-is-in-mess.html' title='WHEN EVERYTHING IS IN A MESS...'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-183451625001371451</id><published>2008-05-01T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T07:24:05.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>A New Day Has Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCXy_dvM2TI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dZxfcKvhEBM/s1600-h/mba-yang+betul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCXy_dvM2TI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dZxfcKvhEBM/s200/mba-yang+betul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198828516997388594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, after the 'pathetic days' , my parents allowed my sister to leave Jogja for Jakarta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it's her dream to work there and she sees it as a chance and as a stepping stone for her carrier in the future time. it's just a matter of responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah...setiap orang berhak mengejar mimpi mereka. demi mimpi mereka sanggup berkorban apapun. sepertinya... dengan punya mimpi hidup akan terlihat gregetnya, kita jadi tahu apa dan kemana arah perjuangan kita. tapi kenapa masih ada orang yang mencibir manakala tahu ada seseorang yang sedang mengejar mimpinya???&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/2409140479721474517-183451625001371451?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/183451625001371451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=183451625001371451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/183451625001371451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/183451625001371451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-day-has-come.html' title='A New Day Has Come'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCXy_dvM2TI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dZxfcKvhEBM/s72-c/mba-yang+betul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6048877029577748895</id><published>2008-04-20T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:03:44.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Educational Articles'/><title type='text'>Lessons in Logic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;"  &gt;If your father is a poor man,&lt;br /&gt;it is your fate but,&lt;br /&gt;if your father-in-law is a poor man,&lt;br /&gt;it’s your stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;I was born intelligent -&lt;br /&gt;education ruined me.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;Practice makes perfect…..&lt;br /&gt;But nobody’s perfect….. .&lt;br /&gt;so why practice?&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;If it’s true that we are here to help others,&lt;br /&gt;then what exactly are the others here for?&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;Since light travels faster than sound,&lt;br /&gt;people appear bright until you hear them speak.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;How come ‘abbreviated’ is such a long word?&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;Money is not everything.&lt;br /&gt;There’s Mastercard &amp;amp; Visa.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;One should love animals.&lt;br /&gt;They are so tasty.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… …&lt;br /&gt;Behind every successful man, there is a woman&lt;br /&gt;And behind every unsuccessful man, there are two.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;Every man should marry.&lt;br /&gt;After all, happiness is not the only thing in&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;The wise never marry.&lt;br /&gt;and when they marry they become otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;Success is a relative term.&lt;br /&gt;It brings so many relatives.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;Never put off the work till tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;what you can put off today.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;‘Your future depends on your dreams’&lt;br /&gt;So go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;There should be a better way to start a day&lt;br /&gt;Than waking up every morning&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;‘Hard work never killed anybody’&lt;br /&gt;But why take the risk&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;‘Work fascinates me’&lt;br /&gt;I can look at it for hours&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;God made relatives;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God we can choose our friends.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;The more you learn, the more you know,&lt;br /&gt;The more you know, the more you forget&lt;br /&gt;The more you forget, the less you know&lt;br /&gt;So.. why learn.&lt;br /&gt;………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… ………&lt;br /&gt;A bus station is where a bus stops.&lt;br /&gt;A train station is where a train stops.&lt;br /&gt;On my desk, I have a work station….&lt;br /&gt;what more can I say……..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;"  &gt;from: http://www.topmdi.com/log/?p=70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-6048877029577748895?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6048877029577748895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6048877029577748895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6048877029577748895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6048877029577748895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/lessons-in-logic.html' title='Lessons in Logic'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6847031751896453033</id><published>2008-04-17T02:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:26:12.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acute Words'/><title type='text'>THOSE WHO ARE MAKING MERRY TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Those who do not increase dedication to worship of God as they grow older are unfortunate, for they are making a loss at time when they could be making profit. If they understood this, they would weep for what they finds amusing today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     -Fetullah Gullen-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-6847031751896453033?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6847031751896453033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6847031751896453033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6847031751896453033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6847031751896453033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/those-who-are-making-merry-today.html' title='THOSE WHO ARE MAKING MERRY TODAY'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-8946501769424249438</id><published>2008-04-16T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:59:29.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Following the Path to My Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Here i am today, sitting on my cozy hard pink chair in my bedroom, facing to my computer screen, reading on a text, and translating the content of it. There are 15 pages more which should i finish today. Yeah, little bit tiring actually, but i love it so much, coz its content is absolutely amazing. When i read its every single line, i feel as if i reread HAMKA's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tasauf Modern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; but it is   in a more up-to-date setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yeah, I enjoy reading books related to sufism. and the text i'm translating now is about sufism and Fetullah Gullen's thinking about it. You know then why i like doing it. It's about true love (something which is impossible to express with words, for love is an emotional state that can be understood only by the lover) and the balance between the physical and the spiritual. yeah, it's like a sound momentum when i got this text from my friend. i felt it's a sign from Him to show me how to get closer to Him, 'coz these days i was busy with my own carnal business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Here is one of the best parts of his words that i like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;"Love makes us forget our existence, and annihilates our existence in the existence of our beloved. It therefore requires the lover always to want the beloved, and thus to dedicate himself or herself, without expecting any retur, completely to the desire of the beloved."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;In short, i looooooove it sooooooo much. actually, i still want to write more about it and my feeling on it. unfortunately, i must stop and continue my work. let's see then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS: tonight i wanna attend Cak Nun's maiyahan in Bantul. i long for it, and i have missed it for some times. but i'm not sure whether i can come or not. i have a pile of work which hasn't finished yet. oh no.&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/2409140479721474517-8946501769424249438?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/8946501769424249438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=8946501769424249438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8946501769424249438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8946501769424249438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/following-path-to-my-faith.html' title='Following the Path to My Faith'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-3614007366036510501</id><published>2008-04-14T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:40:36.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pump-up Story'/><title type='text'>When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;dl class="body"&gt; &lt;dt class="post-head"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="post-body"&gt;    &lt;div class="image-wrapper"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;p style="" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Seorang teman mengirimi saya sebuah cerita tentang perceraian ini. Dan ketika saya membacanya, saya ingin cerita ini juga menginspirasi teman-teman yang lain sebagai bahan perenungan seandainya api cinta dalam rumah tangga mulai surut dikarenakan rutinitas yang mulai membelenggu, karena ego yang enggan tunduk mengalah, atau hal-hal lain yang membuat kita lupa pada apa yang sudah kita ikrarkan didepan Allah. Sekedar ingin berbagi bahwa ternyata ada begitu banyak cinta yang bernaung dalam rumah kita yang nantinya akan melangkah pergi dengan kesedihan yang mendalam seandainya kita hanya larut dengan ego dan emosi kita. Tidak ada yang namanya tak ada pilihan. Selalu ada pilihan. Dan kita adalah penentunya. Saya jadi ingat ungkapan Paulo Coelho dalam bukunya “&lt;em&gt;The Alchemist”&lt;/em&gt; bahwa dalam setiap perjalanan selalu diawali dengan keberuntungan bagi sang pemula dan diakhiri dengan ujian berat bagi sang pemenang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Yah….akan selalu ada musim penghujan diantara musim-musim yang berlalu yang menyapa perjalanan pernikahan kita. Dan hujan memang harus turun bagi setiap jiwa yang dahaga agar kita bisa menemukan hakekat kesegaran dibaliknya. Inilah cerita itu temanku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pada hari pernikahanku, aku membopong istriku. Mobil pengantin berhenti didepan flat kami yg cuma berkamar satu. Sahabat2ku menyuruhku untuk membopongnya begitu keluar dari mobil. Jadi kubopong ia memasuki rumah kami. Ia kelihatan malu2. Aku adalah seorang pengantin pria yg sangat bahagia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ini adalah keja dian 10 tahun yg lalu. Hari2 selanjutnya berlalu demikian simpel seperti secangkir air bening: Kami mempunyai seorang anak, saya terjun ke dunia usaha dan berusaha untuk menghasilkan banyak uang. Begitu kemakmuran meningkat, jalinan kasih diantara kami pun semakin surut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ia adalah pegawai sipil. Setiap pagi kami berangkat kerja bersama2 dan sampai dirumah juga pada waktu yg bersamaan. Anak kami sedang belajar di luar negeri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Perkawinan kami kelihatan bahagia. Tapi ketenangan hidup berubah dipengaruhi oleh perubahan yg tidak kusangka2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dew hadir dalam kehidupanku. Waktu itu adalah hari yg cerah. Aku berdiri di balkon. dengan Dew yg sedang merangkulku. H atik u sekali lagi terbenam dalam aliran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;cintanya. ini adalah apartment yg kubelikan untuknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dew berkata , "Kamu adalah jenis pria terbaik yg menarik para gadis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Kata2nya tiba-tiba mengingatkanku pada istriku. Ketika kami baru menikah, istriku pernah berkata, "Pria sepertimu, begitu sukses, akan menjadi sangat menarik bagi para gadis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Berpikir tentang ini, Aku menjadi ragu2. Aku tahu kalo aku telah menghianati istriku. Tapi aku tidak sanggup menghentikannya. Aku melepaskan tangan Dew dan berkata, "Kamu harus pergi membeli beberapa perabot, O.K.? Aku ada sedikit urusan dikantor" Kelihatan ia jadi tidak senang karena aku telah berjanji menemaninya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pada saat tersebut,ide perceraian menjadi semakin jelas dipikiranku walaupun kelihatan tidak mungkin. Bagaimanapun, aku merasa sangat sulit untuk membicarakan hal ini pada istriku. Walau bagaimanapun ku jelaskan, ia pasti akan sangat terluka. Sejujurnya,ia adalah seorang istri yg baik. Setiap malam ia sibuk menyiapkan makan malam. Aku duduk santai didepan TV. Makan malam segera tersedia. Lalu kami akan menonton TV sama2. Atau, Aku akan menghidupkan komputer, membayangkan tubuh Dew. Ini adalah hiburan bagiku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Suatu hari aku berbicara dalam guyon, "Seandainya kita bercerai, apa yg akan kau lakukan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ia menatap padaku selama beberapa detik tanpa bersuara. Kenyataannya ia percaya bahwa perceraian adalah sesuatu yg sangat jauh dari ia. Aku tidak bisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;membayangkan bagaimana ia akan menghadapi kenyataan jika tahu bahwa aku serius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ketika istriku mengunjungi kantorku, Dew baru saja keluar dari ruanganku. Hampir seluruh staff menatap istriku dengan mata penuh simpati dan berusaha untuk menyembunyikan segala sesuatu selama berbicara dengan ia... Ia kelihatan sedikit kecurigaan. Ia berusaha tersenyum pada bawahan2ku. Tapi aku membaca ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kelukaan di matanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sekali lagi, Dew berkata padaku, "Dave, ceraikan ia, O.K.? Lalu kita akan hidup bersama."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku mengangguk. Aku tahu aku tidak boleh ragu2 lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ketika malam itu istriku menyiapkan makan malam, kupegang tangannya, " Ada sesuatu yg harus kukatakan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ia duduk diam dan makan tanpa bersuara. Sekali lagi aku melihat ada luka dimatanya. Tiba2 aku tidak tahu harus berkata apa. Tapi ia tahu kalo aku terus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;berpikir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Aku ingin bercerai", ku ungkapkan topik ini dengan serius tapi tenang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ia seperti tidak terpengaruh oleh kata2ku, tapi ia bertanya secara lembut, "Kenapa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Aku serius." Aku menghindari pertanyaannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jawaban ini membuat ia sangat marah. Ia melemparkan sumpit dan berteriak kepadaku, "Kamu bukan laki2!!!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pada malam itu, kami sekali saling membisu. Ia sedang menangis... Aku tahu kalau ia ingin tahu apa yg telah terjadi dengan perkawinan kami. Tapi aku tidak bisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;memberikan jawaban yg memuaskan sebab hatiku telah dibawa pergi oleh Dew. Dengan perasaan yg amat bersalah, Aku menuliskan surai perceraian dimana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;istriku memperoleh rumah, mobil dan 30% saham dari perusahaanku. Ia memandangnya sekilas dan mengoyaknya jadi beberapa bagian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku merasakan sakit dalam hati. Wanita yg telah 10 tahun hidup bersamaku sekarang menjadi seorang yg asing dalam hidupku. Tapi aku tidak bisa mengembalikan apa yg telah kuucapkan. Akhirnya ia menangis dengan keras di depanku, dimana hal tersebut tidak pernah kulihat sebelumnya. Bagiku, tangisannya merupakan suatu pembebasan untukku. Ide perceraian telah menghantuiku dalam beberapa minggu ini dan sekarang sungguh2 telah terjadi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pada larut malam, aku kembali ke rumah setelah menemui klienku. Aku melihat ia sedang menulis sesuatu. Karena capek aku segera ketiduran. Ketika aku terbangun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;tengah malam, aku melihat ia masih menulis. Aku tertidur kembali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ia menuliskan syarat2 dari perceraiannya: ia tidak menginginkan apapun dariku, tapi aku harus memberikan waktu sebulan sebelum menceraikannya, dan dalam waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sebulan itu kami harus hidup bersama seperti biasanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Alasannya sangat sederhana: Anak kami akan segera menyelesaikkan pendidikannya dan liburannya adalah sebulan lagi dan ia tidak ingin anak kami melihat kehancuran rumah tangga kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ia menyerahkan persyaratan tersebut dan bertanya, "Dave, apakah kamu masih ingat bagaimana aku memasuki rumah kita ketika pada hari pernikahan kita?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pertanyaan ini tiba2 mengembalikan beberapa kenangan indah kepadaku. Aku mengangguk dan mengiyakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Kamu membopongku dilenganmu", katanya, "Jadi aku punya sebuah permintaan, yaitu kamu akan tetap membopongkuku pada waktu perceraian kita. Dari sekarang sampai akhir bulan ini, setiap pagi kamu harus membopongku keluar dari kamar tidur ke pintu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku menerima dengan senyum. Aku tahu ia merindukan beberapa kenangan indah yg telah berlalu dan berharap perkawinannya diakhiri dengan suasana romantis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku memberitahukan Dew soal syarat2 perceraian dari istriku. Ia tertawa keras dan berpikir itu tidak ada gunanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Bagaimanapun trik yg ia lakukan,ia harus menghadapi hasil dari perceraian ini," ia mencemooh. Kata2nya membuatku merasa tidak enak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Istriku dan aku tidak mengadakan kontak badan lagi sejak kukatakan perceraian itu. kami saling menganggap orang asing. Jadi ketika aku membopongnya dihari pertama, kami kelihatan salah tingkah. Anak kami menepuk punggung kami, "Wah, papa membopong mama, mesra sekali" Kata2nya membuatku merasa sakit... Dari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kamar tidur ke ruang duduk, lalu ke pintu, aku berjalan 10 meter dengan ia dalam lenganku. Ia memejamkan mata dan berkata dengan lembut, "Mari kita mulai hari ini,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;jangan memberitahukan pada anak kita." Aku mengangguk,merasa sedikit bimbang. Aku melepaskan ia di pintu. Ia pergi menunggu bus, dan aku pergi ke kantor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pada hari kedua, bagi kami terasa lebih mudah. Ia merebah di dadaku, Kami begitu dekat sampai2 aku bisa mencium wangi di bajunya. Aku menyadari bahwa aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;telah sangat lama tidak melihat dengan mesra wanita ini. Aku melihat bahwa ia tidak muda lagi. Beberapa kerut tampak di wajahnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pada hari ketiga, ia berbisik padaku, "Kebun diluar sedang dibongkar. Hati2 kalau kamu lewat sana ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hari keempat, ketika aku membangunkannya, aku merasa kalau kami masih mesra seperti sepasang suami istri dan aku masih membopong kekasihku dilenganku. Bayangan Dew menjadi samar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pada hari kelima dan enam, ia masih mengingatkan aku beberapa hal, seperti dimana ia telah menyimpan baju2ku yg telah ia setrika, aku harus hati2 saat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;memasak, dll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku mengangguk. Perasaan kedekatan terasa semakin erat. Aku tidak memberitahu Dew tentang ini. Aku merasa begitu ringan membopongnya. Berharap setiap hari pergi ke kantor bisa membuatku semakin kuat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku berkata padanya, "Kelihatannya tidaklah sulit membopongmu sekarang". Ia sedang mencoba pakaiannya, aku sedang menunggu untuk membopongnya keluar. Ia berusaha mencoba beberapa tapi tidak bisa menemukan yg cocok. Lalu ia melihat, "Semua pakaianku kebesaran". Aku tersenyum. Tapi tiba2 aku menyadarinya sebab ia semakin kurus itu sebabnya aku bisa membopongnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;dengan ringan bukan disebabkan aku semakin kuat. Aku tahu ia mengubur semua kesedihannya dalam hati. Sekali lagi, aku merasakan perasaan sakit. Tanpa sadar ku sentuh kepalanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anak kami masuk pada saat tersebut. "Pa, sudah waktunya membopong mama keluar" Baginya, melihat papanya sedang membopong mamanya keluar menjadi bagian yg penting. Ia memberikan isyarat agar anak kami mendekatinya dan merangkulnya dengan erat. Aku membalikkan wajah sebab aku takut aku akan berubah pikiran pada detik terakhir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku menyanggah ia dilenganku, berjalan dari kamar tidur, melewati ruang duduk ke teras. Tangannya memegangku secara lembut dan alami. Aku menyanggah badannya dengan kuat seperti kami kembali ke hari pernikahan kami. Tapi ia kelihatan agak pucat dan kurus, membuatku sedih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pada hari terakhir, ketika aku membopongnya dilenganku, aku melangkah dengan berat. Anak kami telah kembali ke sekolah. Ia berkata, "Sesungguhnya aku berharap kamu akan membopongku sampai kita tua". Aku memeluknya dengan kuat dan berkata "Antara kita saling tidak menyadari bahwa kehidupan kita begitu mesra".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku melompat turun dari mobil tanpa sempat menguncinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku takut keterlambatan akan membuat pikiranku berubah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku menaiki tangga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dew membuka pintu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku berkata padanya, "Maaf Dew, Aku tidak ingin bercerai. Aku serius".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ia melihat kepadaku, kaget. Ia menyentuh dahiku."Kamu tidak demam".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Kutepiskan tangannya dari dahiku "Maaf, Dew... Aku cuma bisa bilang maaf padamu. Aku tidak ingin bercerai. Kehidupan rumah tanggaku membosankan disebabkan ia dan aku tidak bisa merasakan nilai2 dari kehidupan, bukan disebabkan kami tidak saling mencintai lagi. Sekarang aku mengerti sejak aku membopongnya masuk ke rumahku, ia telah melahirkan anakku. Aku akan menjaganya sampai tua. Jadi aku minta maaf padamu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dew tiba2 seperti tersadar. Ia memberikan tamparan keras kepadaku dan menutup pintu dgn kencang dan tangisannya meledak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku menuruni tangga dan pergi ke kantor. Dalam perjalanan aku melewati sebuah toko bunga, ku pesan sebuah buket bunga kesayangan istriku. Penjual bertanya "Apa yg mesti ia tulis dalam kartu ucapan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aku tersenyum, dan menulis "Aku akan membopongmu setiap pagi sampai kita tua..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Begitulah kawan. Mungkin ada yang menganggap cerita ini terlalu sentimentil. Tapi bagiku, kisah ini memberikanku pelajaran bahwa kadang kita perlu bantuan untuk menyadari apa yang sepatutnya kita sadari. Sebagian besar keindahan tidak tampak di mata, tapi terlihat dari hati. Dan…selalu ada pilihan untuk kita jemput, menggendong cinta kita sampai di tujuan atau membiarkannya berlalu dan menyisakan kedukaan di tengah jalan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/dd&gt; &lt;/dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;PS:. it's taken from my friend's email forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-3614007366036510501?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/3614007366036510501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=3614007366036510501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3614007366036510501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3614007366036510501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-you-divorce-me-carry-me-out-in.html' title='When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-3164920726259657443</id><published>2008-04-11T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:56:50.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SING YOUR WAY HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the title of my favorite children song. Well, singing the song just reminds me to the old days of mine, when I did enjoyed much being a university student in the State University of Yogyakarta. This song was taught by Mr. and Mrs. C (well, that’s the way we called Mr. and Mrs. Harold Christensen, our lecturer.) when I was taking my special subject for teaching young learner during my English teaching class. Here is the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing your way home at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;Sing your way home cease the shadow away&lt;br /&gt;Smile every mile for air you may roam&lt;br /&gt;It would lighten your load&lt;br /&gt;It would brighten your road if you sing your way home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, it’s so simple that perhaps you can just remember it for a second. When you read the line-by-line words in the song lyric and try to go inside them deeply, you’ll find it as a philosophical song. It’s like powerful words which say that there is no need to worry something since there are many things which are left to thanks for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-3164920726259657443?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/3164920726259657443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=3164920726259657443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3164920726259657443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3164920726259657443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/sing-your-way-home.html' title='SING YOUR WAY HOME'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-8123781445970765875</id><published>2008-04-11T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:20:20.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>MS. RISK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are ….illustration from the book your soul is writing about you.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  (Marsha Norman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you take the risk for them?&lt;br /&gt;   Sure. Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-8123781445970765875?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/8123781445970765875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=8123781445970765875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8123781445970765875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8123781445970765875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/ms-risk.html' title='MS. RISK'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6043891582132835264</id><published>2008-04-11T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:42:15.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>A VALEDICTION: FORBIDDING MOURNING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As virtuous men pass mildly away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and whisper to their souls to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;while some of their sad friends do say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the breath goes now, and some say, no:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So let us melt, and make no noise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Twere profanation of our joys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To tell the laity our love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Men reckon what it did and meant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But trepidation of the spheres,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though greater far, is innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dull sublunary lovers' love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Whose soul is sense) cannot admit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Absence, because it doth remove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Those things which elemented it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But we by a love so much refined,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That ourselves know not what it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Inter-assured of the mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Care less, eyes, lips, and hands to miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Our two souls therefore, which are one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though I must go, endure not yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A breach, but an expansion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like gold to airy thinness beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If they be two, they are two so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As stiff twin compasses are two,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thy soul the fixed foot, makes no show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to move, but doth, if th' other do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And though it in the center sit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yet when the other far doth roam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It leans and hearkens afetr it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And grows erect, as that comes home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Such wilt thou be to me, who must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like th' other foot, obliquely run;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thy firmness makes my circle just,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And makes me end, where I begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-John Donne (1572-1631)-&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/2409140479721474517-6043891582132835264?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6043891582132835264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6043891582132835264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6043891582132835264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6043891582132835264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/prince-charming.html' title='A VALEDICTION: FORBIDDING MOURNING'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-5109329736847967420</id><published>2008-04-11T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:59:29.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMEONE YOU DREAM OF VS SOMEONE YOU CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Which one will you choose to be your spouse?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &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/2409140479721474517-5109329736847967420?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/5109329736847967420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=5109329736847967420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5109329736847967420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5109329736847967420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/someone-you-dream-of-vs-someone-you.html' title='SOMEONE YOU DREAM OF VS SOMEONE YOU CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-1744136252715145514</id><published>2008-04-11T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:19:20.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>Gimme a Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Wow..wow...it's like a hell day in the serial of blala..blaa..(I didn't remember what was it.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;it's like a satire joke for my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I just remembered these days I felt too scattered to do something. No garden. No cooking. No singing. No mailing. No chatting. No writing. Just the mundane of life happening over and over. I felt crippled. There must be something wrong with my life these day. I couldn’t help it. Then I decided to go somewhere, a place where I could find the joy of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-1744136252715145514?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/1744136252715145514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=1744136252715145514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/1744136252715145514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/1744136252715145514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/gimme-break.html' title='Gimme a Break'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6583786583249401965</id><published>2008-04-11T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:33:07.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie  Reviews and Song Lyrics'/><title type='text'>EPHEMERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;By letto&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;I do remember hate that came after .. a broken heart ..&lt;br /&gt;Sadness that make me so helpless .. I cant fight ..&lt;br /&gt;I can remember how long it last ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it went away so freakin’ fast ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far too many emotions&lt;br /&gt;that taint my soul&lt;br /&gt;before my faith&lt;br /&gt;and often I drown in the moment&lt;br /&gt;when in the end they all ..&lt;br /&gt;ephemera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember laughter that can make .. my stomach hard&lt;br /&gt;With happiness that make it all pretty .. even a dirt ..&lt;br /&gt;I can remember how long it last ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure it went away so fast ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# far too many emotions&lt;br /&gt;that taint my soul&lt;br /&gt;before my faith&lt;br /&gt;and often I drown in the moment&lt;br /&gt;when in the end they are&lt;br /&gt;ephemera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a perfect dream of a vivid fantasy&lt;br /&gt;imagination that could comeback to me&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where every path I take feels seem the only on the right direction ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I’m growing old but life doesn't seem as pretty ..&lt;br /&gt;with sometimes life as not blue as an endless sea ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(blue as the sea.. blue as the sky )&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I look everywhere I turn ..&lt;br /&gt;every time I grow and every time I burn&lt;br /&gt;I should not mind to morn ..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it just ..&lt;br /&gt;ephemera ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-6583786583249401965?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6583786583249401965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6583786583249401965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6583786583249401965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6583786583249401965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/ephemera.html' title='EPHEMERA'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-550889271057298858</id><published>2008-04-07T05:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:13:50.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scholarship info'/><title type='text'>Another Scholarship Sites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;http://www.scholarshipexpert.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;http://www.thescholarindonesia.com/detail/?Teaching_Scholarships,_University_of_York_The_Graduate_Schools_Office,_University_of_York.html&amp;amp;oid=&amp;amp;fid=&amp;amp;iid=312&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/2409140479721474517-550889271057298858?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/550889271057298858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=550889271057298858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/550889271057298858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/550889271057298858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/scholarship-sites.html' title='Another Scholarship Sites'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-4954943671453646096</id><published>2008-04-05T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:37:27.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>April 1st 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wrote this on the 1st April '08:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"The day's changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The time's running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I'm flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trying to pursue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My dreams...my happiness...&lt;br /&gt;They run fast...&lt;br /&gt;But I run faster&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll meet&lt;br /&gt;through the momentum of love."&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/2409140479721474517-4954943671453646096?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/4954943671453646096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=4954943671453646096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/4954943671453646096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/4954943671453646096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-1st.html' title='April 1st 2008'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-1837854262276624285</id><published>2008-03-26T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:22:31.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>A WHITE ROSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCzheeA6vPI/AAAAAAAAABs/91lkSnkzkNE/s1600-h/ao1666-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCzheeA6vPI/AAAAAAAAABs/91lkSnkzkNE/s200/ao1666-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200779583275318514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The red rose whispers of passion, &lt;br /&gt;And the white rose breathes of love;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the red rose is a falcon,&lt;br /&gt;And the white rose is a dove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I send you a cream-white rosebud,&lt;br /&gt;With a flush on its petal tips;&lt;br /&gt;For the love that is purest and sweetest&lt;br /&gt;Has a kiss of desire on the lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-John Boyle O'Reilly (1844-1890)-&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/2409140479721474517-1837854262276624285?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/1837854262276624285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=1837854262276624285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/1837854262276624285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/1837854262276624285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/03/aarrgghhhhh.html' title='A WHITE ROSE'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCzheeA6vPI/AAAAAAAAABs/91lkSnkzkNE/s72-c/ao1666-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-5764667668768638571</id><published>2008-03-24T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:29:54.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>STOP, Ms Bee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    I'm still sitting on the internet cafe chair, looking at the screen, finding joulnals I     need, realizing I'm tired, and still going on. I know it's been late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    yeahhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been late at night. Please stop, Ms Bee. Save your energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's still tomorrow awaiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember the words you always shout to your students that too much working will kill you. Keep the balance of your life. Just rest for a couple hours. Then start to work again.&lt;br /&gt;    Uhh...ok..., I will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Yup, I'm sleepy too. zzzz.....zzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/2409140479721474517-5764667668768638571?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/5764667668768638571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=5764667668768638571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5764667668768638571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5764667668768638571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/03/stop-ms-bee.html' title='STOP, Ms Bee!'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-1531724311258707156</id><published>2008-03-24T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T08:41:24.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>HOPE HOLDS THE OPPORTUNITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wanna be a writer. Yeah, that’s the biggest and the highest idea in my life, a writer who can inspire everyone to move well toward the real happinesss, to be a better person, to do the goodness for life. And those are all my hopes. Anyway, I believe in my hope, that someday I’ll be a successful writer, ‘coz hope holds the opportunity. So far, it works for me. I have made a list of hopes in my dream book. Then one by one it become real, and I’ll put a sign on it. Sometimes, it’s done by me, and sometimes other people make it real for me. But, the point is we must get stick to our hope.&lt;br /&gt;The hopes will help us to be aware of connections to spirit and others; whatever that lifts your spirit. Whatever helps you remember you’re not alone. Whatever gives you hopes. Sometimes, we don’t take time to develop the connection though we know a spirit is hovering around us. Why don’t we? Don’t we have an intention to do so? The more we allow ourselves time to ponder and be still, the more we become able to sense the spirit that holds hopes. Why must we do so? ‘Coz when we’re in touch with the spirit, there is a replenishing of hopes.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let the hopelessness overwhelm you. Try to develop our hope by listing or writing about the good things that have happened to us. We can remember how it was before and how it is now; lessons learned from hard times. Then we’ll realize that hope is there, that someone is watching out for us. Then save our hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-1531724311258707156?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/1531724311258707156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=1531724311258707156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/1531724311258707156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/1531724311258707156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/03/hope-holds-opportunity.html' title='HOPE HOLDS THE OPPORTUNITY'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-449848701011725932</id><published>2008-03-24T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T14:02:06.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie  Reviews and Song Lyrics'/><title type='text'>FEELING THE SAME WAY AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCyj-uA6vOI/AAAAAAAAABk/dVV2X6N6BaY/s1600-h/Norah-Jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCyj-uA6vOI/AAAAAAAAABk/dVV2X6N6BaY/s200/Norah-Jones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200711967605177570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The sun just slipped its note below my door&lt;br /&gt;And I can't hide beneath my sheets&lt;br /&gt;I've read the words before so now I know&lt;br /&gt;The time has come again for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feelin' the same way all over again                            &lt;br /&gt;Feelin' the same way all over again&lt;br /&gt;Singin' the same lines all over again&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day that I can't find my head&lt;br /&gt;My feet don't look like they're my own&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and find the floor below to stand&lt;br /&gt;And I hope I reach it once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feelin' the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times I wonder where I've gone&lt;br /&gt;And how I found my way back in&lt;br /&gt;I look around awhile for something lost&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll find it in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feelin' the same way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s like the old days, when he came into my life though just for a moment of intermezzo. It’s like a summer breeze that’ll make me die in ecstacy. Let it be ‘coz I can’t let him go by now. Please, stay still for me. Wish I could tell you better how do I need you badly by my side. Relieve my pain. Cheer me up. Indeed, can’t help missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the picture was taken from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008000;"&gt;www.kataterjuntai.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2409140479721474517-449848701011725932?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/449848701011725932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=449848701011725932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/449848701011725932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/449848701011725932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/03/feeling-same-way-again.html' title='FEELING THE SAME WAY AGAIN'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCyj-uA6vOI/AAAAAAAAABk/dVV2X6N6BaY/s72-c/Norah-Jones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-5268474029569101798</id><published>2008-03-24T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:44:09.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><title type='text'>Apa itu Penelitian dan Meneliti?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kita seringkali mendengar istilah ‘penelitian’ dan bertanya-tanya “Apa sih sebenarnya penelitian itu? Kenapa harus meneliti?”. Untuk itu, marilah kita belajar bersama agar sama-sama mengenal apa sih sebenarnya&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;penelitian itu? Kenapa harus meneliti, bagaimana proses pembuatannya, apa saja yang perlu diperhatikan dalam meneliti, dan hal-hal seputar itu. Dalam artikel ini, kita akan lebih memfokuskan diri pada apa itu penelitian kulitatif.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES" style="font-family:Charlesworth;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Definisi Penelitian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;--&gt; Penelitian merupakan cara ilmiah yang digunakan untuk mendapatkan &lt;b style=""&gt;data&lt;/b&gt; tertentu dengan &lt;b style=""&gt;tujuan&lt;/b&gt; dan &lt;b style=""&gt;kegunaan&lt;/b&gt; tertentu pula.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Namun &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sebenarnya &lt;b style=""&gt;inti pelaksanaan penelitian ilmiah&lt;/b&gt; adalah untuk &lt;b style=""&gt;menggarap pengetahuan yang benar dan kebenaran pengetahuan&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--&gt;Pengetahuan yang benar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; adalah pengetahuan yang &lt;b style=""&gt;logis dan objektif&lt;/b&gt;. Pengetahuan yang &lt;b style=""&gt;logis&lt;/b&gt; adalah pengetahuan yang dapat diterima akal. Pengetahuan &lt;b style=""&gt;objektif&lt;/b&gt; adalah pengetahuan yang didukung data. Sedangkan &lt;b style=""&gt;kebenaran pengetahuan&lt;/b&gt;, pada dasarnya, merupakan kebenaran yang tentatif, masih bisa berubah atau belum pasti, sebagai fungsi kualitas alat pengindera yang menghasilkan pengetahuan tersebut seiring dengan perkembangan kemampuan manusia untuk mengimplementasikan kemampuannya tersebut.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;--&gt;Pengetahuan ilmiah ada yang sudah ada&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;dan ada yang belum ada. Menggarap pengetahuan yang sudah ada berarti &lt;b style=""&gt;mengkaji dan menguji&lt;/b&gt; pengetahuan guna mempertajam kebenaran dan manfaatnya. Pelaksanaan tindak mengkaji dan menguji pengetahuan ini bernaung pada pendekatan &lt;b style=""&gt;positivistik kuantitatif&lt;/b&gt;. Bentuknya dapat berupa: uji hipotesis, uji teori, uji model, perbandingan efektifitas/ efisiensi, dsb.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;--&gt;Menggarap pengetahuan yang belum ada merupakan &lt;b style=""&gt;upaya mencari&lt;/b&gt; pengetahuan tersebut. Pelaksanaan tindak mencari pengetahuan baru dipayungi oleh pendekatan &lt;b style=""&gt;kualitatif naturalistik&lt;/b&gt;. Bentuknya berupa penggalian pengetahuan baru dari kompleksitas suatu sistem atau tatanan komunitas ideologi, politik, ekonomi, sosial, budaya,dsb; baik dalam dikotomi tatanan benda hidup maupun benda&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;mati, manusia maupun non manusia, benda konkret maupun abstrak, ataupun kategori-kategori lainnya (Gunawan, 2003:1)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 30pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -27pt; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Diambil dari: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 30pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -27pt; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gunawan. 2003. &lt;i style=""&gt;Makalah untuk diklat Metodologi Penelitian 2003 UKM Penelitian Universitas Negeri Yogyakarta.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yogyakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" lang="ES" &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/2409140479721474517-5268474029569101798?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/5268474029569101798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=5268474029569101798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5268474029569101798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5268474029569101798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/03/rain.html' title='Apa itu Penelitian dan Meneliti?'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6290187147696312949</id><published>2008-03-24T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T17:47:51.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>MEETING AT NIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;The gray sea and the long black land;&lt;br /&gt;And the yellow half-moon large and low;&lt;br /&gt;And the startled little waves that leap&lt;br /&gt;In fiery ringlets from their sleep,&lt;br /&gt;As i gain the cove with pushing prow,&lt;br /&gt;And quenchits speed i' the slushy sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;&lt;br /&gt;Three fields to cross till a farm appears;&lt;br /&gt;A tape at the pane, the quick sharp scratch&lt;br /&gt;And blue spurt of a lighted match,&lt;br /&gt;And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,&lt;br /&gt;Than the two hearts beating each to each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Robert Browning (1812-1889)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-6290187147696312949?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6290187147696312949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6290187147696312949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6290187147696312949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6290187147696312949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/03/momentum.html' title='MEETING AT NIGHT'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-8973724976635676330</id><published>2008-03-22T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:22:43.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>THE END OF MY LONG WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yeah, today is the last day of my long weekend. Though it’s going to be over soon, I’m glad anyway. Uhmmm… no..no..no... not glad, but relief. That’s an exact word to describe what I’m feeling now. D’ya know why? This is because I can finish lots of things I long for to do so far. Yeah, it’s about taking care of my house, like painting the fence, the garage, the livingroom, cleaning the storerooms, and many more. I was so selfish ignoring them for Then I did it. Well, on Thurs, together with my siblings, I started the job. We combined orange and white for the fence and the front wall. But for the garage, we only applied white. And… let’s see the end of the work. Wow…now the place looked whiter, cleaner, and wider than it was before.in short, it turns to be more beautiful. We really enjoyed that. I’m proud of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;nb: it should be posted on sunday hehehehe&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/2409140479721474517-8973724976635676330?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/8973724976635676330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=8973724976635676330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8973724976635676330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/8973724976635676330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/03/end-my-long-weekend.html' title='THE END OF MY LONG WEEKEND'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-7930167739915063957</id><published>2008-03-22T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:53:14.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>THE FIRST TIME I SAW YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It was in the middle of March, but still the days were fulfilled by the rain, almost in every evening. That night, I saw people run, walked, rode or even drove their vehicles under the rain with a certain haste. Perhaps, they tried hard to catch their home on time though the downpour seemed to block their way home. A glimpse of hope for meeting the family soon was flared somewhere in the middle of their mind, couldn’t wait for such a delay. For a husband or wife, they couldn’t help hugging and kissing their spouse soon; for parents, they could have no longer wait to cuddle their babes at home; and for youths, they longed for a glass of hot milk to drink and a piece of blanket or quilt to snug into a comfy bed.&lt;br /&gt;Then here I am, riding my “blue Astrea Grand” under the rain alone. The gold raincoat that cover my body couldn’t cope with the rain. Some wet spots appeared on the tip of my reddish- darkbrown trousers. My bare feet inside the red sandals were completely soaked by the water. I felt cold but I couldn’t stop even just for a short break. I must go on. I didn’t have enough time to stop ‘coz I couldn’t ride my motor bike fast. I should go on carefully. The street could be very slippery during the rain. I had to start my IELTS class on time, and the rain should not be an excuse for me for coming late. So, there were no warm hug and kiss from a spouse, a nice cuddling from parents, a piece of cozy quilt or even a glass of milk that I dream on the way. The one and only thing I could hope at that time was to attend my class ON TIME, or necessarily IN TIME. I didn’t care if I just had only one, two or so students just because of the rain. It was just because I wanted to keep my words to somebody else. Well, I should stay at home that night until Mr Ahmad, my teaching partner, called me and asked me to subtitute him teaching that class. I said OK. Then I got prepare for the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;It was 6.47 pm when I arrived there. Finding the mirror in the office, I tried to fix my performance. I changed my sandals with my black stilletto, applied some face powder onto my face, and lightly put some lipstick on my lips. Uhmm… looked fressher I guessed. Then I stepped out of the room to my class, carrying my bag.&lt;br /&gt;When I entered the room, I could see you there. You and another student were sitting and having a chat. Both of you looked at me with a little bit surprise, realizing that somebody else was entering that place. I smiled at you two and tried to break the ice by getting to know you all. You responded nicely to all my questions. Then you asked me to introduce myself. I did.&lt;br /&gt;“Are you a Miss or Mrs?” that’s the next question from you, didn’t mean to be impolite.&lt;br /&gt;“What do you think?” I asked you in return.&lt;br /&gt;“Uhmmm…single?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yup.”&lt;br /&gt;“In a relationship?”&lt;br /&gt;I smiled at you again.&lt;br /&gt;“So, what if I’m single and available?” I teased him. Then you laughed. I knew, the ice was breaking. We flowed to the material smoothly. Ten minutes later, one by one, other students came and joined us. Then we made in-pair practice for the speaking module.&lt;br /&gt;During that session, you did gazed at me in astonishment (I guessed so B-&gt;) Well, from the Part 1 question-and-answer session, I got some information about you that you worked as a lecturer at one of the private universities in this city and was in progress finishing your doctoral degree about people management. Anyway, combined with the good-looking face and brawny body, your smartness could be like a toxin for me. You started to make me so numb with your enchantment. I was scare. My God, help me. It could not be right this way. The time was tickling fast.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, finally the time was over. One side, I felt glad but sad as well in another side B-&gt;&gt;. Before leaving, you asked me certain cases about speaking matter. (actually, I didn’t see any urgency for you to ask such a question to me since in my opinion, your English was quite good enough.) Then we said good bye. On the way to my office, I saw you got into your car. It was a silver avanza if i was not mistaken. Hhmmm, it was really a deadly combination I thought. Yes i guessed, especially if you realized those strong points. I shook my head and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;In my office, I looked at a mirror and tried to figure out you. I could see you inside my eyes. It wasn’t right that the passion started to overwhelm and seized me. Then I blinked them. Suddenly, I saw your figure vaporize from my mind slowly but sure. I released you. It’s not proper to keep you inside my mind. We just met in a big transit area.&lt;br /&gt;That was the first time I saw you. It was in the middle of March, after the heavy rain. Then it took you away from me. And the life went on as the way it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-7930167739915063957?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/7930167739915063957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=7930167739915063957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/7930167739915063957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/7930167739915063957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-time-i-saw-you.html' title='THE FIRST TIME I SAW YOU'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-2018229163043225261</id><published>2008-03-19T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:20:24.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>SO LITTLE TIME, SO MUCH TO DO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bunches of work just welcome me myself in the beginning of this week. BE1 report, GC3 report, SU 3 report, lots of agreements letters for MILAD piled in my desk, TOEFL class, IELTS class, Writing II class, SU4 class seem like rush things fulfilling my days. Perhaps, I can impress everyone that 24 hours per day is not enough for me :p. Yet, my social consequences as a human being lives in the middle of somewhere take a certain action to accomplish. Some social gatherings, meeting friends, taking care of my house, doing my writing project, household activities, well… it just looks like they are waiting for me to make them all up for the end of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes, I just can’t help myself for not thinking about my days. Will it be always in the same rhythm, as buzzzzyyyy as these days? Hehehe, don’t know. Still, can’t find the answer. My God, it’s just a single-woman life. Nothing else is to think about but her. Then I just wonder how my mom can have such a busy life with our family. She devotes her life just to take care of us, to raise us lovingly, and to serve her husband with her best dedicatory. Moreover, she’s a typical of a working mother as well. I believe she feels what I’m feeling now. Then what I should complain about my day for? I should learn much from her and put more respect on what she had made for me. Really, I appreciate her efforts carry on everything nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I just come to my awareness that perhaps I must read all management books to help me making everything well done. Really, I mean it.&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/2409140479721474517-2018229163043225261?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/2018229163043225261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=2018229163043225261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2018229163043225261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/2018229163043225261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-little-time-so-much-to-do.html' title='SO LITTLE TIME, SO MUCH TO DO'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-5285495113521005022</id><published>2008-03-18T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:46:38.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie  Reviews and Song Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Ayat – Ayat Cinta Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCjtNuA6vNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/s-LraXNuTA0/s1600-h/ayat-ayat+cintong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCjtNuA6vNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/s-LraXNuTA0/s200/ayat-ayat+cintong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199666589745200338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Last night, I saw Ayat-Ayat Cinta with my close friend. We thought that it was the last day of the show. Then we decided to go. Actually, we wanted to watch its session at 6.45 pm, but unfortunately, because of the rain, we came late. After considering some reasons, we stuck on the plan that we would see it in the next session (wups, it was the first time for me to be in theatre at 9pm session). Then we booked our seats. On the screen, we could see seats arrangement the ticketing person showed us. We saw lots of circles in rows. Most of them were red and the rest were blue. We thought that the red was the unoccupied seats. In fact, it was the occupied one. We just got surprised. How could it be so fully booked seats at 7pm (anyway, it would be started at 9.15pm) it should be an amazing thing I guessed. So we chose the fourth line from the front row in the middle seats (well…it’s just the best seats we could get that night J). Getting the tickets, we moved around. Just to kill the time and to get some snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When the show started, we focused on the play. Well, I just got surprise when I heard Cak Nun uttered his melodious sholawat to open the beginning of the first scene. It really touched the deepest side of my heart that I felt eerie as if I was sitting in MAIYAH circle (a kind of gathering we have once a month in Kasihan Bantul.), praising our prayers, with the angels around us spread their wings above us, carrying the prayers to the One our life belong. Then I drifted into the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It was like "O My God! This movie is completely fascinating!" I love this movie so much. It’s so human than that in its novel. ‘Cos in the novel Fahri (the main character) is such a perfect person that too perfect to be true. In contrast, in its movie, he was characterized as the person who owned the humanity side, someone who sometimes could do something wrong. It should be like that I think. Coz in fact, a movie is a reflection to the real life, and Fahri in the movie version can make it real. Then the Aishaa’s jealousy, the confusing situations among Fahri, Maria, and Aishaa after their marriage life, Nurul’s emotions when she’s broken heart made this movie nicely tightened and so realistic that I could enjoy it with all my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;In short, I like it. I like it so much that I can’t help it not going over the movie again and again. Moreover, Mas Hanung, the director, made the movie vividly. I could see how dark Fahri’s face was, especially his lips which was so dry and moistureless. It really matched the setting there. Then the sound of the desert voice was so noisy that it could convince me so much about the real voice of the dessert should be. I’m impressed by the whole scenes performed in the movie except the last one which showed Fahri and Aishaa walked together on the dessert on their bare feet. Are you sure you can do it on the pretty hot dessert? (Hihihi…maybe they took the scene on Parangtritis beach. Just kidding.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then if you haven’t seen this movie, I recommend that you must watch this. That’s for sure, guys.&lt;/span&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/2409140479721474517-5285495113521005022?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/5285495113521005022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=5285495113521005022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5285495113521005022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/5285495113521005022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/03/ayat-ayat-cinta-movie-review.html' title='Ayat – Ayat Cinta Movie Review'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SCjtNuA6vNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/s-LraXNuTA0/s72-c/ayat-ayat+cintong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-9083117791664436694</id><published>2008-02-08T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:23:42.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>TAK SEHARUSNYA KUGENGGAM SAYAPMU DIKALA KAU INGIN TERBANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Bahkan hujan pun tak sanggup menahanmu tetap tinggal disisiku. Kepak sayapmu semakin kencang berkelepak diantara tanganku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;“Ups… kau ingin terbang ya?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Kau hanya diam, memandangku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;“Kalo aku tak melepasmu, bagaimana?” godaku dengan kerlingan manja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Kau tak bergeming. Tatapanmu begitu memohon hingga membuatku luluh, dan merasa seperti besi tua yang tak pantas mengurungmu. Di bola mata itu, kulihat dunia, yang pelan namun pasti, tergambar sempurna setiap bagiannya, menantimu datang berkunjung, menjalinkan cerita untuk kemudian kau sebarkan lagi entah di sisi dunia bagian mana lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Atau jangan-jangan kau sedang bersiap-siap memberiku kejutan, menjalani suatu pengembaraan panjang agar suatu saat nanti, ketika kembali, dengan paruh mungilmu kau akan sanggup membuat sebuah cerita 1001 malam, yang takkan habis kau bisikkan di telingaku, bersatu dengan mimpiku, menemaniku berjalan atau bahkan berlari menuju tahta KEABADIAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Merpatiku, aku tahu engkau pasti kembali. Maka tak seharusnya kugenggam sayapmu dikala kau ingin terbang. Mengangkasalah. Peluklah awan-awan seperti aku biasa memelukmu. Sejauh apapun, selama apapun, aku sepenuhnya percaya, engkau pasti mencariku, kembali padaku, karena takdir kita yang tak terpisahkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Pelahan, kubuka jari-jari tanganku. Kurentangkan telapakku seperti layaknya landasan pacu pesawat terbang, agar kau tahu, cintaku tak pernah melarangmu terbang meski tanganku gemetar, enggan melepasmu. Kau usapkan paruhmu di bantalan telapak tanganku laksana tangan seorang KEKASIH yang membelai penuh cinta. Perlahan, sayapmu mulai mengepak. Menjauh dariku dan semakin meninggi. Dan…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Kaupun menghilang dari jarak pandangku. Bukan karena sirna atau hilang, melainkan mataku tak kuasa lagi menjangkaumu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;“Sampai ketemu disini, seribu tahun lagi.” Bisikku perlahan, selembut angin pagi. Lalu aku berbalik, menjemput hariku yang kini dipenuhi degup penantian akan sebuah perjumpaan, denganmu, Merpatiku.&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/2409140479721474517-9083117791664436694?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/9083117791664436694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=9083117791664436694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/9083117791664436694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/9083117791664436694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/02/tak-seharusnya-kugenggam-sayapmu-dikala.html' title='TAK SEHARUSNYA KUGENGGAM SAYAPMU DIKALA KAU INGIN TERBANG'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-7040825663368840727</id><published>2008-02-08T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:31:31.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>WELCOME CHANGES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Tahun telah berganti. Begitu pula dengan diriku. Telah banyak hal yang berubah. Betapa cepatnya WAKTU mengajakku berlari. Terengah-engah? Mungkin. Namun aku menyukai irama yang dimainkan WAKTU, karena IA selalu tepat di setiap kesempatan. Tak pernah terlalu awal maupun terlalu terlambat. Semua senantiasa pas. Itulah yang membuatku yakin, WAKTU tak pernah membiarkanku berlaku sia-sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It’s a new year, it’s time for new resolutions, it’s time for changing. Let’s see what I can make this year. Sepertinya daftar antrian mimpi dan keinginan di bukuku akan semakin bertambah panjang saja, mengingat apa yang baru saja kuputuskan di awal tahun ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Uhm…tahun ini aku punya segunung (lagi) resolusi. Aku berharap WAKTU membantuku mendapatkan momentum yang tepat untuk menyelesaikannya satu demi satu. Salah satunya adalah menemukan Langitku, tempat dimana aku akan menggantungkan semua bintang yang akan bercahaya di padanya. Atau juga membesarkan POHON yang telah kutanam agar bisa menjadi tempatku bernaung di kala terik mentari terasa tak begitu bersahabat atau deras hujan terlalu ramah menyapaku. Selain itu, aku juga ingin mengabdi dalam kerajaan sang raja dan ratu yang telah banyak mengusahakan kemudahan diantara jalan-jalan pilihan yang diselubungi kegelapan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Uhhmmm….apa lagi ya… oiya, mungkin inilah saatnya aku membuat akhir untuk episode panjang cinta matiku season 1yang terkatung-katung gak ketahuan juntrungnya. Ikhlas, itu yang dikatakan bapa guru di sekolah. Ya…ikhlas, satu ilmu yang menjadi kunci bahagia. Hihihi…yayayaya….berapa tahun ya aku akan lulus belajar ikhlas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Apapun itu, sekaranglah saatnya berubah. Welcome change. Aku ga sabar lagi menanti keajaiban-keajaiban yang akan KAU ciptakan.&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/2409140479721474517-7040825663368840727?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/7040825663368840727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=7040825663368840727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/7040825663368840727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/7040825663368840727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2008/02/welcome-change.html' title='WELCOME CHANGES'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-3074935115186560997</id><published>2007-12-17T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:19:14.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of my life'/><title type='text'>Tips Memunculkan Gairah untuk . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aku percaya bahwa hidup ini sudah diatur oleh Allah agar kita semua mencapai keindahan yang 'paling' untuk kita. Untuk mencapai kebahagian itu, kita 'diperjalankan' dengan jalan yang berbeda-beda, agar kita semakin berpikir dan menyadari betapa tak ada yang persis sama diantara kita. Kita memiliki potensi yang 'paling' itu, tapi seringkali kita tidak menyadari (atau bahkan mungkin tidak mau menyadari potensi dalam diri kita untuk mengeluarkan yang 'paling' dari diri kita agar mencapai hasil yang maksimal). Karena ketidaksadaran kita dan ketidaktahuan kita pada diri kita, otomatis hidup ini akan kita sikapi dengan kebingungan, ketidaktahuan, dan ketakutan. Hasilnya, keindahan itu tidaklah tampak karena kita tak mau mencari tahu potensi keindahan dalam hidup kita.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nah loh...piye jal nak ngono kuwi&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Awalnya, aku seringkali ga paham dan seringkali bertanya '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kenapa&lt;/span&gt;' ini atau itu harus terjadi padaku, sebelum akhirnya kutemukan keindahan jawaban-jawaban yang terangkai dari peristiwa-peristiwa itu. Bak Nabi Nuh yang diperintah membuat kapal di musim kemarau, kadang kita pun emang ga paham dan selalu mempertanyakan kenapa kita diperjalankan Tuhan begini rupa (Istilah lainnya hukum kehendak bebas atau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;free will&lt;/span&gt;). Tapi.... bukankah dengan misteri itu seharusnya hidup ini justru jadi lebih indah dan menggairahkan karena kita selalu disibukkan dengan upaya dan tantangan mengatasi masalah yang notabene membuat pikiran dan perasaan kita berkembang dan hidup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Inilah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tips memunculkan gairah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hidup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kita harus menyadari bahwa kita hidup karena masalah,&lt;br /&gt;2. Karena masalah kita berpikir,&lt;br /&gt;3. Karena berpikir muncullah solusi,&lt;br /&gt;4. Karena ada solusi kita bertindak,&lt;br /&gt;5. Dengan bertindak bisa gagal tapi bisa juga sukses.&lt;br /&gt;6. Jika gagal maka muncul masalah baru bagaimana mengatasi kegagalan tersebut (jadi silahkan ulang point 1-5 hingga anda merasa sukses.),&lt;br /&gt;7. Jika sukses maka kebahagiaan kita raih dalam hidup,&lt;br /&gt;8. Tapi hidup tidak pernah pasti, karena satu-satunya kepastian adalah ketidakpastian maka kebahagiaan itu ketidakpastian,&lt;br /&gt;9. Karena ketidakpastian itu membuat kita mencari solusi agar tetap bahagia,&lt;br /&gt;10. Dalam rangka mencari solusi menuju kebahagiaan itu muncullah masalah. (ulang lagi point 1-10)&lt;br /&gt;Jadi....intinya &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HIDUP ITU MASALAH&lt;/span&gt;. Kalo begitu mati saja biar ga ada masalah. Anda keliru, kematian pun sebuah masalah, apalagi dengan cara yang tidak wajar, ngisin-isini, dan njijiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah...intinya temukan masalah anda, telusuri alur diatas maka anda akan menemukan betapa menggairahkannya hidup anda, betapa banyak peta kehidupan yang anda ciptakan, betapa kreatifnya anda, betapa berwarnanya kehidupan anda, betapa anda menyadari ketangguhan anda, dan beribu 'betapa' lagi yang akan anda ciptakan dan sadari. Inilah yang tadi aku maksud dengan Misteri itu memunculkan keindahan. Bayangkan saja jika kita sudah mengetahui setiap detil kehidupan kita, apa jadinya hidup ini. Kita hanya bisa menunggu saat eksekusi itu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pathetic, and mundane life, isn't it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katakanlah setiap orang diberi takaran yang sama oleh Tuhan, 10 misalnya, maka agar terisi penuh 10 itu menjadi pilihan kita. Akankah kita mengejar hingga 10 itu atau puas hanya dengan 5 saja. Itu pilihan kita sendiri. Namun yang jelas, tak ada sesuatu yang sia-sia. Semua terjadi dengan maksud. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What you give is what you get back.&lt;/span&gt; Berdoa dan berusaha saja supaya selamat. &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/2409140479721474517-3074935115186560997?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/3074935115186560997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=3074935115186560997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3074935115186560997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/3074935115186560997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2007/12/semua-dicukupkan.html' title='Tips Memunculkan Gairah untuk . . .'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2409140479721474517.post-6375689873521297727</id><published>2007-12-14T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T05:33:24.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME TO MY LOVE</title><content type='html'>HULLLOOO.....&lt;br /&gt;dear everybody, here i am.&lt;br /&gt;with my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;let's get along with me.&lt;br /&gt;dance with the life.&lt;br /&gt;to find out the wonders of love.&lt;br /&gt;the joy of being an angel for this life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2409140479721474517-6375689873521297727?l=elianajogja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/feeds/6375689873521297727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2409140479721474517&amp;postID=6375689873521297727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6375689873521297727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2409140479721474517/posts/default/6375689873521297727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elianajogja.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcome-to-my-love.html' title='WELCOME TO MY LOVE'/><author><name>eliana candra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18179635864177572557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5_g8z9Dm-t8/SJIl4WXPwLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b6nmsH0IDWg/S220/sandy+face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
