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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Oct 2010 18:55:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Doe, a deer, a female deer Ray, a drop of golden sun Me, a name I call myself Far, a long, long way to run Sew, a needle pulling thread La, a note to follow Sew Tea, a drink with jam and bread That will bring us back to Do (oh-oh-oh) Sing it! Not yet [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ayamcobek.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4661314&amp;post=136&amp;subd=ayamcobek&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Doe, a deer, a female deer<br />
Ray, a drop of golden sun<br />
Me, a name I call myself<br />
Far, a long, long way to run<br />
Sew, a needle pulling thread<br />
La, a note to follow Sew<br />
Tea, a drink with jam and bread<br />
That will bring us back to Do (oh-oh-oh)</p>
<p>Sing it!</p>
<p>Not yet sing?? Or don&#8217;t have any idea how to sing that song? Come on, you are just kidding me.</p>
<p>Ok, once more</p>
<p>Doe, a deer, a female deer<br />
Ray, a drop of golden sun<br />
Me, a name I call myself<br />
Far, a long, long way to run<br />
Sew, a needle pulling thread<br />
La, a note to follow Sew<br />
Tea, a drink with jam and bread<br />
That will bring us back to Do (oh-oh-oh)</p>
<p>Thats better&#8230;Hehe</p>
<p>Singing is really fun, right? Because until now, I haven&#8217;t met any people who never heard and don&#8217;t have any favorite music at all.  I had a couple of dreams about singing recently in my night sleep. At the time I woke up, something came up in my mind, I begin to realize that there is similarity between life and music in someway. How do you think? Still absurd or now you are getting my point a little bit?</p>
<p>Ok, this is my opinion, music have basic tones which are Do, Re, Mi, Fa, Sol, La, Si, then back to Do, and in our life we also have basic things to do. The criteria of those basic things are just depends on how we define it to be, but I&#8217;m sure that we all have at least 1 basic thing in common. Music already have those basic tones, but there are also many tones that can be created from those basic tones like high tones, low tones, etc, but if  they are combined in someway of rhythm, then we call it music. Drum, piano, guitar, bass, vocal have their own tones, but again, if they are combined in someway of rhythm, then we call it music. Don&#8217;t you agree with me if I say there are plenty  of amazing songs from all variety of genres? I think you do, because it is just the matter of taste. Basically they are just from the basic tones, but the difference is just how we created them to be such music. Now, where is the similarity? Figure it yourself my friend!</p>
<p>If it is just Do &#8211; Re &#8211; Mi &#8211; Fa &#8211; Sol &#8211; La &#8211; Si &#8211; Do, its just the basic tones, not yet a music. Life is too short my friend, so what are you waiting for? Create your own rhythm and music!</p>
<p>PS: My friend once told me &#8220;Don&#8217;t do anything that will make you regret&#8221;, I just keep thinking, how can we regret something that haven&#8217;t even done yet? Or how am I supposed to know that it will make me regret?</p>
<p><em>&#8220;You will never be sure that you are in the right way if you never be in the wrong one&#8221;</em></p>
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		<title>Shining Light</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2010 19:39:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This light doesnt always shine, this light isnt always there, this light doesnt always glow, but I always see this light as bright as the first time it shines. This light has its own thoughts, this light has its own words, and this light has its own sky. The thoughts will never be the same [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ayamcobek.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4661314&amp;post=130&amp;subd=ayamcobek&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This light doesnt always shine, this light isnt always there, this light doesnt always glow, but I always see this light as bright as the first time it shines. This light has its own thoughts, this light has its own words, and this light has its own sky. The thoughts will never be the same as mine, the words will be only meant against mine, and the sky will never be there, as mine.</p>
<p>There&#8217;s no way this light will be the same as the other even in the smallest way of perception. This light glows when it wants to, not when someone ask it to, the brightness appears with undeliberateness, just came out with no purpose to make anyone know its there and dazzled, it wont try to be bright, it just tries to be a light.</p>
<p>No one knows that it is a light, everyone just look at it as a bulb, waiting to be turned. No one can turn it, because its already a shining light.</p>
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		<title>Just another mind</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 21:11:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When it&#8217;s started, all of the crowds were bulldozing When it&#8217;s ended, some of the crowds were still tundering There is only dim The light is still approaching The darkness is there, but no one realized it There is something ticking Waiting to be stopped Eyes are everywhere, ears are everywhere, lips are everywhere, thoughts [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ayamcobek.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4661314&amp;post=125&amp;subd=ayamcobek&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When it&#8217;s started, all of the crowds were bulldozing</p>
<p>When it&#8217;s ended, some of the crowds were still tundering</p>
<p>There is only dim</p>
<p>The light is still approaching</p>
<p>The darkness is there, but no one realized it</p>
<p>There is something ticking</p>
<p>Waiting to be stopped</p>
<p>Eyes are everywhere, ears are everywhere, lips are everywhere, thoughts are just not there</p>
<p>The drama isn&#8217;t over yet</p>
<p>But everybody has turned arround</p>
<p>The music is still playing</p>
<p>But everybody is just wont listening</p>
<p>Back to the crowds, chuckling?</p>
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		<title>Sleep Typing</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 18:43:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When i was a kid, i used to think that there is no bigger problem than a broken toy,after i grew up in high school, i used to think that there is no bigger problem than not passed a class, but now i keep thinking of those problems in my head, just to make me [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ayamcobek.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4661314&amp;post=123&amp;subd=ayamcobek&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When i was a kid, i used to think that there is no bigger problem than a broken toy,after i grew up in high school, i used to think that there is no bigger problem than not passed a class, but now i keep thinking of those problems in my head, just to make me smile.</p>
<p>When we were a kid, we used to play all the time, and when we were in a high school, we used to play when we should not, but now, playing is a necessity  to keep us living.</p>
<p>When i was a kid, there were plenty of activities that i cant do, when i was in a high school, there were many activities that i did, but they were wrong, now, those activities are felt less harder to do, but more often not to do.</p>
<p>Those phrases i wrote when i was sleeping at one night. I forgot when it was, but one thing i can be sure of, i didnt know if i was writing at that night. I just looked at my handphone at the morning, and those phrases was on my draft. Funny experience huh?</p>
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		<title>Just looking, staring, and fooling around?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 18:06:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Do you ever feel powerless of what happen around you? Do you ever feel like everyone left you behind and can not do anything about it? Haha, it&#8217;s ironic actually, because i am pretty sure that everything is happened for a reason. But its not the ironic part, the ironic part is before the feeling [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ayamcobek.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4661314&amp;post=118&amp;subd=ayamcobek&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Do you ever feel powerless of what happen around you? Do you ever feel like everyone left you behind and can not do anything about it? Haha, it&#8217;s ironic actually, because i am pretty sure that everything is happened for a reason. But its not the ironic part, the ironic part is before the feeling came, there was a chance not to get that feeling, (if you know what i am talking about).</p>
<p>Its just my personal opinion which is based on experience actually, but i just would like to share it here, hehe. When everyone else are able to do what they should to at that time and we are not, it&#8217;s sucks, really sucks. When we are not doing anything while everyone is doing something, maybe we are wondering what is it and why are they doing it? But, the problem is, when the thing is a task which everyone should do, but to someone, the result will not be felt as soon as the other&#8217;s. So, meanwhile they are doing something, can we do the same thing? Or we are just looking, staring, and fooling around?</p>
<p>It&#8217;s started when i failed a class because of my negligence, i was down and didnt know what to do. But it&#8217;s just one day, after that day, i realized there are so may things else that i can do bestly despite of that. I told my father, and as usual, he replied my words with greater ones. Some of his words which i can remember is saying &#8220;For me, failure is not a taboo but fail after a maximum fight will be more honored than fail by negligence&#8221; and &#8220;Please always remember that people normally ‘slip’ due to a small pebble stone instead of a big rock. People normally have pain at the eyes ( ‘kelilipan’ ) because of a tiny dust instead of a big stone&#8221;.</p>
<p>Those words are really meaningful for me, and its really able to boost my performance. We can do the same thing and even anything as we want to. Moreover, we have more time to do anything which can make ourself useful. So, are we just looking, staring, and fooling around?</p>
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		<title>I Live for This Sh*t</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 18:22:18 +0000</pubDate>
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<p><strong>1. <span style="white-space:pre;"> </span>I dont like cockroaches.</strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="white-space:pre;"> </span><span style="font-weight:normal;">The &#8220;best&#8221; position of a cockroach is when it turn it&#8217;s body and when i can see it&#8217;s feet and stomach. </span></strong></p>
<p><strong>2.</strong><span style="white-space:pre;"><strong> </strong></span><strong>I dont like festivity.</strong></p>
<p><span style="white-space:pre;"> </span>Crowded places really make me dizzy and uncomfortable. This is one of the reasons why i also dont like nightclubs. </p>
<p><strong>3.</strong><span style="white-space:pre;"><strong> </strong></span><strong>I really like to sleep.</strong></p>
<p><span style="white-space:pre;"> </span>I consider sleeping is one of my hobbies. I really enjoy sleeping even i know sleep too much is like wasting times.</p>
<p><strong>4.</strong><span style="white-space:pre;"><strong> </strong></span><strong>Snake is my favorite animal.</strong></p>
<p><span style="white-space:pre;"> </span>It has a beautiful body and i just like it. I want to have it as my pet but havent realized yet. It can moves smoothly because it has no feet. </p>
<p><strong>5.</strong><span style="white-space:pre;"><strong> </strong></span><strong>I like the gasoline&#8217;s smell.</strong></p>
<p><span style="white-space:pre;"> </span>When i was at gas station, usually i get out of my car just to smell the gasoline. But in Indonesia, i only like the premium&#8217;s smell. Because i think pertamax&#8217;s smell is too strong for my nose. </p>
<p><strong>6.</strong><span style="white-space:pre;"><strong> </strong></span><strong>Giving apologize is very hard for me.</strong></p>
<p><span style="white-space:pre;"> </span>When suddenly i dislike someone because something, it&#8217;s really hard for me to become &#8220;normal&#8221; to them. For me it feels like get up in the morning when it&#8217;s cold and already covered by a blanket. </p>
<p><strong>7.</strong><span style="white-space:pre;"><strong> </strong></span><strong>I use to have bad feelings to anyone.</strong></p>
<p><span style="white-space:pre;"> </span>When i met someone new, i always have bad feeling to them. When i was thinking about someone, there was always bad thoughts inside it. </p>
<p><strong>8.</strong><span style="white-space:pre;"><strong> </strong></span><strong>Never give up.</strong></p>
<p><span style="white-space:pre;"> </span>Thats what my father always told me. And he always proves it to me. Now, when i want something, i always give all of my effort for it. And before i have what i want, i will not stop.</p>
<p><strong>9.</strong><span style="white-space:pre;"><strong> </strong></span><strong> I love driving.</strong></p>
<p><span style="white-space:pre;"> </span>Something about driving and engines make me calm.</p>
<p><strong>10.</strong><span style="white-space:pre;"><strong> </strong></span><strong>I&#8217;m afraid of darkness. </strong></p>
<p><span style="white-space:pre;"> </span>I said that u like to sleep, but every time i sleep, i never turn the light off. Darkness makes my heart to beat faster than it should.  Darkness makes me feel like there is something or someone that i can&#8217;t see was there. </p>
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		<title>P &#8211; A &#8211; R &#8211; A &#8211; D &#8211; O -X &#8211; ?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2008 20:04:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here is my opinion.. Creative people have a great deal of physical energy, but they’re also often quiet and at rest. - Of course they have a lot of physical energy because they are creative people and usually creative people use their entire body to be the subject of their creativity or even the object [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ayamcobek.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4661314&amp;post=108&amp;subd=ayamcobek&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here is my opinion..</p>
<p><strong>Creative people have a great deal of physical energy, but they’re also often quiet and at rest.</strong></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;text-indent:-.25in;line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt .5in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span>-<span style="font-family:&quot;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;font-weight:normal;font-size:7pt;line-height:normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Of course they have a lot of physical energy because they are creative people and usually creative people use their entire body to be the subject of their creativity or even the object of it. If they are also quiet, it means they want to tell everyone that quietness doesn’t mean they don’t have anything in their minds to be done.</p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"><strong><span> </span>Creative people tend to be smart yet naive at the same time.</strong></p>
<p style="text-indent:-.25in;line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt .5in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span>-<span style="font-family:&quot;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;font-weight:normal;font-size:7pt;line-height:normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]-->They don’t have anything to fear of to be tried.</p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"><strong>Creative people combine playfulness and discipline, or responsibility and irresponsibility.</strong></p>
<p style="text-indent:-.25in;line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt .5in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span>-<span style="font-family:&quot;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;font-weight:normal;font-size:7pt;line-height:normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]-->It is not just for the creative people, I think it depends on the people that u think qualified in the criteria of creativity is. I think there are no criteria of creativity, so I think that there is also no reason to say it just for the creative people. <strong></strong></p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"><strong>Creative people alternate between imagination and fantasy, and a rooted sense of reality.</strong></p>
<p style="text-indent:-.25in;line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt .5in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span>-<span style="font-family:&quot;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;font-weight:normal;font-size:7pt;line-height:normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Everyone has imagination, but only people with creativity who try to make it become reality with their sense of fantasy.<strong></strong></p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"><strong>Creative people tend to be both extroverted and introverted.</strong></p>
<p style="text-indent:-.25in;line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt .5in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span>-<span style="font-family:&quot;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;font-weight:normal;font-size:7pt;line-height:normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Sometimes creative people want to fulfill their social needs even sometimes their social needs become their road block of their imagination or fantasy. That’s why they tend to be both extroverted and introverted.<strong></strong></p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"><strong>Creative people are humble and proud at the same time.</strong></p>
<p style="text-indent:-.25in;line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt .5in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span>-<span style="font-family:&quot;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;font-weight:normal;font-size:7pt;line-height:normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Creative people are proud because they invent something that anyone else never thinks before, and creative people are humble after they invented something that anyone else never thinks before. That’s what keeps them to produce something new in their life.</p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"><strong><span> </span>Creative people, to an extent, escape rigid gender role stereotyping</strong></p>
<p style="text-indent:-.25in;line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt .5in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span>-<span style="font-family:&quot;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;font-weight:normal;font-size:7pt;line-height:normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Fair enough. <strong></strong></p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"><strong>Creative people are both rebellious and conservative.</strong></p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span>-<span style="font-family:&quot;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;font-weight:normal;font-size:7pt;line-height:normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Creative people are conservatives in their way of making something that anyone think it’s impossible, and their way of making it is what makes them to be called rebellious.</p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"><strong>Most creative people are very passionate about their work, yet they can be extremely objective about it as well</strong></p>
<p style="text-indent:-.25in;line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt .5in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span>-<span style="font-family:&quot;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;font-weight:normal;font-size:7pt;line-height:normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Yes, they are very passionate because there are always new challenges for them in their work, because creative people tend to think out of the box. Without objectivity their work will just become at their box, not out of their box. <strong></strong></p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"><strong>Creative people’s openness and sensitivity often exposes them to suffering and pain<a href="http://www.moritherapy.org/article/the-10-paradoxes-of-creative-people/" target="undefined"></a>, yet also to a great deal of enjoyment.</strong></p>
<p style="text-indent:-.25in;line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt .5in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span>-<span style="font-family:&quot;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;font-weight:normal;font-size:7pt;line-height:normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]-->No pain, no gain.</p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;"> </p>
<p style="line-height:150%;margin:0 0 .0001pt;">So, in the end I think that creative people just want to be different and same at the same time. Because however, they still live at the same world as ours. I think those paradox are just a picture that told us of how the creative people want to live usually like common people with their difference way of thinking, how they want to combine the uncommon things and how they want to prove the impossible become possible.</p>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Saya mendapatkan inspirasi untuk menulis blog ini setelah kemarin saya mengobrol dengan salah satu teman 1 kosan saya. Kami sedang bersenda gurau dan menceritakan pengalaman kami dengan ayah kami. Sebelum itu kami menonton film yang berjudul &#8220;Rec&#8221;, anda harus menontonnya jika anda mau saat2 anda yang santai menjadi sangat tegang. Sudah sudah, itu hanya sedikit intermezzo, tapi film itu memang benar benar membuat jantung berdegup dengan cepat seperti ketika anda sedang lari sprint karena dikejar oleh badak. Kami terus bersenda gurau sampai suatu saat dia bercerita tentang sesuatu yang membuat saya sedikit berpikir keras dan menyimpulkan sesuatu. </p>
<p>Teman saya yang satu ini sangat bersemangat jika dia menceritakan sebuah cerita, dan itu yang membuat cerita ini semakin menarik. Sebenarnya cerita ini berasal dari ayah teman saya ini, kita bisa menyebutnya Mr&#8221;I&#8221;. Anda yang sedang menjalani pendidikan di SBM ITB dari tahun 2006 pasti tau siapa dia karena selain anaknya, ayahnya pun sangat terkenal di kalangan SBM ITB 2009. Mulailah teman saya ini bercerita, dia berkata kepada saya bahwa beberapa waktu lalu ayahnya (Mr.I) bertemu dengan salah satu dosen ITB yang pernah mengajar dia dulu. Mereka bertemu di Soekarno Hatta, bagi anda yang tidak tau, itu adalah bandara Internasional negara Indonesia. Ketika itu, sang dosen sedang bersama para asistennya yang berupa dosen juga tapi tentunya tidak memiliki otak seencer dosen utama itu. Oh ya, bagi anda yang belum mengetahui siapa Mr.I, dia adalah alumni ITB angkatan &#8217;76 jurusan teknik kimia. Jadi anda bisa mencari datanya jika anda masih penasaran, atau yang paling gampang ya anda tinggal bertanya kepada saya.</p>
<p>Ketika mereka bertemu, Mr.I berkata kepada dosen itu &#8220;ah saya malu saya bertemu bapak, soalnya waktu dulu mata kuliah bapak saya selalu mendapatkan nilai C&#8221;. Lalu dosen itu pun menjawab &#8220;wah, nilai C itu sudah bagus jika anda kuliah di ITB, karena itu sudah setingkat menteri&#8221; (dia menyebutkan satu menteri yang adalah alumni ITB dan selalu mendapatkan C). Dosen itu pun melanjutkan kalimat kalimatnya yang berubah menjadi ceramah singkat &#8220;jika kamu mendapatkan nilai D, itu lebih bagus lagi karena yang mendapatkan nilai D itu biasanya menjadi pengusaha dan menteri&#8221; (dia menyebutkan salah satu nama pengusaha sekaligus menteri yang sukses dan dia selalu mendapatkan nilai D pada saat belajar di ITB). Selanjutnya dia berkata &#8220;dan bila kamu mendapatkan nilai A dan B di ITB, maka kamu hanya akan menjadi para dosen dan pembantunya seraya menunjuk 3 asisten yang berdiri di sebelahnya&#8221;.</p>
<p>Cerita itu benar &#8211; benar membuat saya berpikir. &#8220;Apakah &#8220;A&#8221; selalu yang terbaik?&#8221;. Setelah saya memikirkan hal itu, saya menyimpulkan bahwa nilai A tidak selalu yang terbaik. Lalu apakah saya setuju kalau nilai C dan D itu adalah yang terbaik?Tidak. Yang saya simpulkan dari cerita teman saya itu adalah bukan nilainya yang menjadi permasalahannya tapi mengapa kita bisa mendapatkan nilai itu. Seperti contohnya ketika seseorang mendapatkan nilai C, mungkin dia memang tidak belajar dala pelajaran itu, tapi dia melakukan sesuatu yang lain seperti menjalin koneksi untuk bisnisnya, membantu ayah atau ibunya dalam pekerjaannya, mencari modal untuk bisnisnya, melakukan kegiatan sosial, dll. </p>
<p><strong>So, i think the matter is not the &#8220;A&#8221; or the &#8220;C&#8221;, but it&#8217;s what behind that &#8220;A&#8221; or &#8220;C&#8221;. </strong></p>
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		<title>Yes, She is</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 18:01:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She often sad because of me, but she often hide her anger. and I.. often not listening what she said often don&#8217;t answer her says even just for a minute just because of my other things and i know there is no other things that more important. often don&#8217;t care of what she said and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ayamcobek.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4661314&amp;post=97&amp;subd=ayamcobek&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She often sad because of me, but she often hide her anger.</p>
<p>and I..</p>
<ul>
<li>often not listening what she said</li>
<li>often don&#8217;t answer her says even just for a minute just because of my other things and i know there is no other things that more important.</li>
<li>often don&#8217;t care of what she said and later i often sorry for it</li>
<li>often think about things i can complain to, not i can thank to</li>
<li>often do things without asking her permission even i know it&#8217;s the most important thing to do before i do something</li>
<li>often hurt her feeling with my stupid thoughts</li>
<li>rarely thank God even i know how lucky i am to be her son</li>
<li>often make her my second or third priority even i know that she always has to be my number 1</li>
</ul>
<p>But she&#8230;</p>
<ul>
<li>is the one who bear the life risk for my birth</li>
<li>always take full care of me when I&#8217;m sick, sad, and down</li>
<li>always give me a full class of learning than just a 6 or 9 hours class</li>
<li>is always be my informal teacher (according to her IQ which is 148), and i really impressed with it</li>
<li>is always be my dictionary of culture, habit, and manners.</li>
<li>is my pillow of living</li>
<li>is always be a heart when logical thinking is too full to be filled</li>
<li>is always be a light when it turns night</li>
</ul>
<p>and like my friend MR. &#8220;R&#8221; said, she has heaven in her foot.</p>
<p>&#8220;I am sorry if i have not be a good son for you yet and i know what my did is just a dust compare to you, but one thing i know, i will always try to be an oases rather than just a dust in a desert&#8221;</p>
<p>Yes, she is my mom.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[He&#8230; often get pissed because of me really makes me scared with his anger really frightening me with his fury doesn&#8217;t care when i tell him my reasons often sick of my attitude Because I&#8230; really often let him down am careless of what he said often break his rules often forget what i supposed [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ayamcobek.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4661314&amp;post=91&amp;subd=ayamcobek&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>He&#8230;</p>
<ul>
<li>often get pissed because of me</li>
<li>really makes me scared with his anger</li>
<li>really frightening me with his fury</li>
<li>doesn&#8217;t care when i tell him my reasons</li>
<li>often sick of my attitude</li>
</ul>
<p>Because I&#8230;</p>
<ul>
<li>really often let him down</li>
<li>am careless of what he said</li>
<li>often break his rules</li>
<li>often forget what i supposed to do</li>
<li>am just paying attention of what i want, not his</li>
<li>judged him negatively</li>
<li>often runaway from my problems and he knew</li>
<li>do what he told me not to</li>
<li>am not sensitive with his problem</li>
</ul>
<p>But he&#8230;</p>
<ul>
<li>is the one who told me about right and wrong</li>
<li>never get bored to tell me what to do and not to do</li>
<li>is the reason of everything i do (believe it or not)</li>
<li>is the one who i believed the most (not to mention Him of course)</li>
<li>really inspires me with his thoughts</li>
<li>is always my place to rely on</li>
<li>is my raincoat when it&#8217;s rain</li>
<li>always able to makes me feel save</li>
<li>always protect me with his own way</li>
<li>is my dictionary of living this life</li>
<li>always be my reason to get up when i&#8217;m down</li>
<li>always be there</li>
<li>is my advisor of everything</li>
<li>is my direction when i&#8217;m lost</li>
</ul>
<p>Im very proud of him, there is nothing i can do to repay what he has done, and maybe i not a good son but i will not stop to try to be the best for him. He is always be my role model</p>
<p>Yes, he is my father.</p>
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