<?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-8715062</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:46:52.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Thank's God for everything that you give to me. Every single day it's bring me more and more. I'm very appreciate the moment.

Only Time that can change the world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715062.post-111139057849247807</id><published>2005-03-20T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T04:44:05.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kucing Besar ^o^</title><content type='html'>Smile!!! Taman Safari &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/640/Me"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/320/Me" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horay!!!!  Finally we arrive at Taman Safari.  Waktu itu liburan Tahun Baru Cina (9 Feb 2005). Plan-nya sih udah lama pingin kesini, tapi yah baru kesampaian. Terakhir kesana waktu  SMP deh, hmmmm berarti sekitar 12 tahun yang lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my friends Ipung and Mba Dina hmmm we drive from Jakarta start at 8 am. &lt;br /&gt;Sampe sana langsung masuk ke kandang singa... hehehe gak tau deh, pokoknya ada sejenis binatang seperti sapi tapi ada tanduknya dan itu berulir. Dan paling seneng dengan kucing besar hihi alias singa.... hmmmm she just walking close to our car.... kalo kucing sih menggemaskan pingin pencet hidungnya.... tapi kalo singa... hehehe stay away deh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, pas di air terjun kecil gue sempetin untuk foto, hmmmm seger banget.... maunya sih turun... tapi kalo nggak salah ini pas di area burung onta deh... hehhehe nggak jadi turun deh. Menyenangkan... bisa ke alam, deket dgn hewan-hewan dan turun hujan... &lt;br /&gt;Habis dari animal area, kita sempat main roller coster mini... Inget teriakan Ipung hehe ... nggak di atas roller coster aja suara lpung pake toak .... nah kebayang kan tereak pas di kuping gue :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715062-111139057849247807?l=agnesdewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/111139057849247807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715062&amp;postID=111139057849247807' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/111139057849247807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/111139057849247807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/2005/03/kucing-besar-o.html' title='Kucing Besar ^o^'/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715062.post-111114268100345841</id><published>2005-03-18T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T02:57:37.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.::A Dream::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had a dream last night about my mom. I missed her so much. What does it mean? I saw her wearing her bracelet gold in my dream. Wearing the same cloth when she died. She just look at me, without speaking even one word. Just straight look at me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I remember I was wearing her neckless in my graduation. Hope that she still feel my happiness at that time. Stay close in my heart... I'm so sad when I remember it.... she ever told me that she want to enter &lt;strong&gt;Sabha Graha Pramana&lt;/strong&gt; building. This is the ballroom for graduation with very unique style, the new biggest building in Yogyakarta with Javanese architectural. And this is in my university, Gadjah Mada Yogyakarta. Unfortunately, my Mom was past before I finished my university. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What does it mean? Is it just dream? A question l have it all &lt;em&gt;what she is doing right now up there? Does she know that I missing her so much....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After all this time... since my Mami past... September 5, 2000. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nez kangen pindang bandeng, otak goreng, macaroni schotel, pempek, aneka soto, etc... semuanya masakan Mami....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dan Nez selalu jealous with the girls whose still go out shopping, looking for eat together, or just walking with her mom.... I missing that moment with my Mami.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Moon, star, sun, wind or whatever please tell Mami that I miss her so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With all my heart, my pray... God, please let my Mom stay in peace and beautiful heaven ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jakarta, 18 Maret 2005&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/8715062-111114268100345841?l=agnesdewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/111114268100345841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715062&amp;postID=111114268100345841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/111114268100345841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/111114268100345841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/2005/03/dream.html' title='.::A Dream::.'/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715062.post-111019114170586558</id><published>2005-03-07T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T03:42:17.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Java Jazz JHCC March 6, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With celebrity couple gitu lho... Marcel and Dewi &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/640/IMG_6251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/200/IMG_6251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night I went to JHCC to see &lt;strong&gt;Java Jazz Festival..... &lt;/strong&gt;wow the biggest festival with the most artist ever (4,5,6 March 2005).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have no plan for sunday evening, and at that moment Mia call me to join her to see java jazz.... and here I am.... with Putu, Bayus and Kevin ( I just know him last night). Well, I like it, unfortunately I did not watch from March 4... there was &lt;strong&gt;Krakatau Band, Incognito, etc. &lt;/strong&gt;I love to see Krakatau... guessing how the performance is.... and I think that must be great.... So, I just see Eric Benet and Angie Stone... and also artis from Indonesia such as Glenn and Ruth Sahanaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... I'm not such a girl who is amaze to see a lot celebrities around there... but when I see Dewi and Marcel behind me while we walking from Hotel Hilton to JHCC ... I can't stop my act, so I asked Marcel and Dewi to take picture with me.... :) And I love to listen the song &lt;strong&gt;Jangan Pernah Berubah from Marcel &lt;/strong&gt;lately.&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/8715062-111019114170586558?l=agnesdewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/111019114170586558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715062&amp;postID=111019114170586558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/111019114170586558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/111019114170586558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/2005/03/from-java-jazz-jhcc-march-6-2005.html' title='From Java Jazz JHCC March 6, 2005'/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715062.post-110930946337323921</id><published>2005-02-24T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T21:56:04.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Waiting for the sunset, Anyer &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/640/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the middle of August'04 I went with my work pals to Anyer. Well, actually we want to spent our time together but not too far from Jakarta. I bored with all those things here such as mall, cafe or shopping center to spent our time. So, we decided to go to Anyer. It take about 2 hours by car from here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, let me know  my friends whose join this trip : Putu, Mia, Kama, Bayus, David, Willys, and Herry.  We're all enjoy our lazy days here, playing game PS and monopoli ... haha I remember Putu whose so silly when she offer to Herry for couple houses or hotels by a thousand ... SERIBU!!! hahaha we all laugh... coz that's not worthed as much a thousand....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ya, every day we swim here... take pictures. And in one night we get our bbq night... And the most I like here is when I'm reading my Sophie Kinsella, Ties The Knot, under the tree... I don't know where's the others at that time.... but I enjoy my time to finish this book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss this time...  laid-back, lazy days,...killing time with everything that I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyer, 15-17 August 2004&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715062-110930946337323921?l=agnesdewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/110930946337323921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715062&amp;postID=110930946337323921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/110930946337323921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/110930946337323921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/2005/02/waiting-for-sunset-anyer-in-middle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715062.post-110921932030103174</id><published>2005-02-23T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T01:19:13.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here we come... Tangkuban Perahu, Bandung Jan 04 &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/320/bandung_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/320/bandung_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandung, well-known as Parijs van Java. But I'm not talking about fashion, instead about the nature. Tangkuban Perahu, panas bumi dgn belerang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my work pals just spent about 3 days in Bandung in the last of January 2004.  One of the place that we've visit is Tangkuban Perahu.  Ya, it's beautiful....  little cold coz the mist will down in the middle of day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715062-110921932030103174?l=agnesdewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/110921932030103174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715062&amp;postID=110921932030103174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/110921932030103174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/110921932030103174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/2005/02/here-we-come_23.html' title=''/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715062.post-110921805341128776</id><published>2005-02-23T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T00:03:31.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Of Gold, Yogyakarta.</title><content type='html'>Field Of Gold&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/320/klprogo_2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/320/klprogo_2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I love to see the green field. It's so fresh. The farmer put their hope when it becoming gold. How many that will they gain? How much money that will earn from this? I know how long the process is taken for just a plate of rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take this picture when I passed the road to my home town, Yogyakarta. It is so nice, traditional and so natural. And sometimes it makes me homesick to be there again when l'm trapped in my routine in Jakarta.  God, where I get this kind of place in Jakarta??? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715062-110921805341128776?l=agnesdewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/110921805341128776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715062&amp;postID=110921805341128776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/110921805341128776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/110921805341128776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/2005/02/field-of-gold-yogyakarta_23.html' title='Field Of Gold, Yogyakarta.'/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715062.post-111077206902096498</id><published>2005-01-14T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T20:51:32.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise above Bali</title><content type='html'>Mt. Agung, Bali &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/640/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/164/2040/320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bali, is the most place that I want to back again and again... I visit to Bali in Jan 7, 2005. When&lt;br /&gt;everybody affraid to visit or arround  beach after tsunami attack in Aceh last year. But, I think why not I visit there, when the flight is not too expensive to Bali... not to crowded, so normal Bisa melihat Bali yang sebenarnya bukan musim liburan gitu loh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Visiting about 3 days for the weekend and I spent most of my time enjoying beach. Sanur not so good for me ya... Kuta, yah where many people meet here, so crowded... I just waiting for the sunset in this Sunday and get some "sate and pelecing kangkung" here... Well, l like it. But the best part is when my friend take me to the place called Padang Bai, its a strait direct to Lombok from Bali. Yah, we plan to go diving... unfortunately he got sick and not fit enough to dive at this&lt;br /&gt;time... yah :( Really, I'm so sad... but I think maybe next time, I prepare and plan for next trip... and diving is a must....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back to Jakarta again in the Monday morning, early morning. I have wake up at 4 am... And wondering what I get to capture at sunrise... I have all the best sunset when I was in Kuta and Padang Bai...  Lucky me this morning so clear and I take a picture when I'm in the plane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mt. Agung from above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bali, January 7-10, 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715062-111077206902096498?l=agnesdewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/111077206902096498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715062&amp;postID=111077206902096498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/111077206902096498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/111077206902096498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/2005/01/sunrise-above-bali_14.html' title='Sunrise above Bali'/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715062.post-109953061807704321</id><published>2004-11-03T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T17:10:18.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:: BATU KECIL ::.</title><content type='html'>Seorang pekerja pada proyek bangunan memanjat ke atas tembok yang sangat tinggi. Pada suatu saat ia harus menyampaikan pesan penting kepada teman kerjanya yang ada di bawahnya.&lt;br /&gt;Pekerja itu berteriak-teriak,tetapi temannya tidak bisa mendengarnya karena suara bising dari mesin-mesin dan orang-orang yang bekerja, sehingga usahanya sia-sia saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh karena itu untuk menarik perhatian orang yang ada di bawahnya, ia mencoba melemparkan uang logam di depan temannya. Temannya berhenti bekerja, mengambil uang itu lalu bekerja kembali. Pekerja itu mencoba lagi, tetapi usahanya yang keduapun memperoleh hasil yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba ia mendapat ide. Ia mengambil batu kecil lalu melemparkannya ke arah orang itu. Batu itu tepat mengenai kepala temannya, dan karena merasa sakit, temannya menengadah ke atas? Sekarang pekerja itu dapat menjatuhkan catatan yang berisi&lt;br /&gt;pesannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan kadang-kadang menggunakan cobaan-cobaan ringan untuk membuat kita menengadah kepadaNya. Seringkali Tuhan melimpahi kita dengan rahmat, tetapi itu tetapi tidak cukup untuk membuat kita menengadah kepadaNya. Karena itu, agar kita selalu mengingat kepadaNya, Tuhan sering menjatuhkan "batu kecil" kepada kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumber: Unknown (Tidak Diketahui)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715062-109953061807704321?l=agnesdewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/109953061807704321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715062&amp;postID=109953061807704321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/109953061807704321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/109953061807704321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/2004/11/batu-kecil.html' title='.:: BATU KECIL ::.'/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715062.post-109939669995807335</id><published>2004-11-02T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T03:58:19.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Of Patience</title><content type='html'>Sometime I just wake up in the morning and found my self in the terrible mood. What happend with me? I feel confuse lately. It is the same way in the past last three years. Why I always stuck in the moment like this? When I need the commitment and the statement from someone who really close to me lately... but it doesn't seems clear. I alwyas has a bad relationship with man that want to be a serious... let say to be my man... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I know when I jump into this mood I always keep in touch with my friends or maybe just run away from this routine to reach the quite place. Searching for the quite... but it's kinda fool... Do you know... because the quite place is in deep of my heart and communicate with GOD.&lt;br /&gt;He wants me to wait for His perfect timing and trust Him on everything, and that's the lesson for my long journey. PATIENCE... that's the easy word... but it's hard to do. &lt;br /&gt;No time in my life is totally give to God. I wake up and praying to start my life hoping His blessing my day. And when I going to bed I remember to pray Thanks God for today. But, is it enough? Beside, in deep of my heart I still searching for what I want. Beautiful life, friends, prosperity, and the best partner in my own family..... I wish... hahaha that's the perfect what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we feel that God is leading us and feels that everything God controls our lives but the truth is we are restricting Him to intervene the most precious thing we have "The Matter of Our Hearts". Many people fails because they fail to consider this side of life, we think that God might not care because anyway it's&lt;br /&gt;just a small part of us, our heart. Sometimes in the matter of the heart we tend to dictate God of who is the best because we feel that is good. But remember He is God and He know everything, who are we to argue with Him. If we want the best we have to give up to Him and learn to obey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day I realize to serve to God. The true love is about service. I talk here based on the Bible. But, in the universe you know the sacrifice for other it will counting and give it back to you in the future. &lt;br /&gt;True love is giving up self and to serve others even sometimes that our lives will be taken away from us. With all the wonderful relationship I have gone through I failed to serve the man I loved, I realized it was the most precious time that they have to realize that God brings our friendship together in order to let them know that God had loved them as God loves me, it was the perfect time to bring them in the foot of the cross to see the most amazing love the world may know. But what had happened, I put myself the most important and that makes me an i do later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I count it all blessings, the pains, the failures are blessings in my life in order to learn the basic of true love, I cried and regretted that many times I tried to live apart from His plans, and try to do it in my way, and it means that It is me who refused the best for me, because I did not wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read from the book (actually I read it last night but I forget the writer) and it's very good: God answers prayers in three ways. He says YES and gives you what you want. He says NO and gives you something BETTER. He says WAIT and gives you THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;So, be patience... let God give you the best. Keep praying and keep walking... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jakarta, November 2, 2004&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715062-109939669995807335?l=agnesdewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/109939669995807335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715062&amp;postID=109939669995807335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/109939669995807335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/109939669995807335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/2004/11/lesson-of-patience.html' title='Lesson Of Patience'/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715062.post-109775324388884407</id><published>2004-10-14T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T04:27:23.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Forget</title><content type='html'>Your presence is a gift to the world, &lt;br /&gt;You're unique and one of a kind. &lt;br /&gt;Your life can be what you want it to be - &lt;br /&gt;Take it one day at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings, not your troubles, &lt;br /&gt;And you'll make it through what comes along. &lt;br /&gt;Within you are so many answers, &lt;br /&gt;Understand, have courage, be strong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't put limits on yourself, &lt;br /&gt;Your dreams are waiting to be realized. &lt;br /&gt;Don't leave your important decisions to chance - &lt;br /&gt;Reach for your peak, your goal, and your prize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wastes more energy than worrying - &lt;br /&gt;The longer a problem is carried, the heavier it gets. &lt;br /&gt;Don't take things too seriously - &lt;br /&gt;Live a life of serenity, not a life of regrets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that a little love goes a long way - &lt;br /&gt;Remember that a lot goes forever. &lt;br /&gt;Remember that friendship is a wise investment, &lt;br /&gt;Life's treasures are people... together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have health and hope and happiness, &lt;br /&gt;Take the time to wish on a star. &lt;br /&gt;And don't ever forget for even a day... &lt;br /&gt;How very special YOU are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715062-109775324388884407?l=agnesdewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/feeds/109775324388884407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715062&amp;postID=109775324388884407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/109775324388884407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715062/posts/default/109775324388884407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnesdewi.blogspot.com/2004/10/never-forget.html' title='Never Forget'/><author><name>AgnesDewi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204030797761335762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
