<?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-8134317782779100527</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:35:24.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>siRiusVieL</title><subtitle type='html'>..it's a million little things to be great..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-2781857975328429355</id><published>2011-01-19T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T22:04:12.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untold Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Untold Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank terbaring lemah di sebuah kamar VIP di rumah sakit dengan embel-embel "International" di depan namanya, pertanda reputasi yang diamini dunia luas. Seorang asisten perempuan, berjaga di sebelahnya sambil merajut. Semenjak ditinggal kedua orang tuanya tiga tahun yang lalu dalam kecelakaan pesawat, hanya wanita berusia enam puluhan itu yang setia menemani Frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiga bulan yang lalu, semuanya bermula. Stella, wanita yang paling dicintainya, meninggalkannya. Wajar, Frank lupa tanggal peringatan setahun mereka resmi berpacaran. Bukan hanya itu, ketika Stella memasuki apartemen penthouse yang ditinggali Frank, yang ditemukannya adalah Frank sedang berdansa dengan Vee, mantan kekasihnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagu "Can't help falling in love" mengalun sendu, bersamaan dengan memuncaknya amarah Stella. Tanpa mengucap sepatah kata, cincin pertunangan mereka meluncur lepas dari jari manis tangan kanannya, dilempar ke karpet, hampir bersamaan dengan air mata yang menetes perlahan melalui pipinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stella berbalik pergi dengan setengah berlari, Frank mengejar. Tepat di depan pintu, sebuah tamparan melayang, tepat ke pipi kirinya. Pintu dibanting. Frank hancur. Lebih sakit dari perih dan panasnya tamparan, kelebat ingatan gambar wajah Stella yang menangis jauh lebih menghancurkan hatinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku tidak akan melukaimu". Kata-kata itu diucapkan ketika Stella mengangguk atas pertanyaan "would you marry me?" Enam bulan setelah mereka meresmikan hubungan. Kini kata-kata itu tidak lebih dari gumpalan kebohongan masa lalu bagi Stella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vee adalah instruktur dansa. Dan Frank hanya berlatih. Dia tidak ingin mempermalukan dirinya ketika mengajak Stella berdansa keesokannya. Ya, mereka resmi jadian pukul 12 malam lebih tujuh menit, sesuatu yang tidak akan dilupakan Frank. Sayangnya, Stella berpikir berbeda. Dan Stella tidak pernah tahu. Dia tidak memberi Frank kesempatan untuk memberitahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak hari itu, selama seminggu Frank berusaha menghubungi Stella. Selalu ditolak, selalu dihindari. Frank semakin larut. Dosis alkohol yang ditenggaknya semakin tidak terkontrol. Entah berapa kali ia ditemukan tertidur di tempat yang tidak sepantasnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puncaknya tiga hari yang lalu. Dia ditemukan pingsan di kamar tidurnya. Dokter memvonisnya kanker hati. Alkohol memiliki harga yang mahal untuk dibayar. Sekarang tepat sudah tiga hari dia terbaring di rumah sakit. Koma. Hanya Mia, asistennya, yang menemani dengan sabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba, setetes air mata meleleh dari pelupuk Frank. Jari-jarinya bergerak perlahan. "Stella..." Bisiknya lirih. Mia terhenyak. Digenggamnya tangan majikannya yang sudah dianggapnya anak sendiri. "Bu Mia..." "Sudah Frank... Jangan bicara dulu.." "Apa Stella datang?" Hening. "Tidak", jawab Mia tanpa maksud menyakiti, hanya menyatakan fakta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak lagi tampak gagahnya Frank, yang tersisa hanya kelemahan yang dibalut selimut yang terlihat begitu nyaman, dan diramaikan belasan selang yang nampak saling membelit. Terlebih, mendengar itu, tangisnya semakin pecah, seperti anak kecil yang kehilangan orang tuanya di tengah pusat perbelanjaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia memberi isyarat untuk mengambilkan telepon genggamnya. Mia menolak. Dia tahu, kondisi Frank tidak cukup kuat. Frank menatap tajam. Seolah berkata "Kata-kataku adalah perintah". Mia mengalah. Dia berbalik untuk mengambil telepon genggam majikannya. Ketika dia kembali menghadap Frank, tuannya itu telah mencabut selang di tangan kanannya, juga masker oksigen dari wajahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segera setelah berpindah tangan, kata "keluar" terdengar dari mulut Frank. Mia tahu, ini perintah, bukan permintaan. Bersamaan dengan pintu yang ditutup dengan hati-hati, nada sambung terdengar dari telepon. Tiga... Empat... Lima kali... Putus. Demikian terulang berkali-kali. Selama setengah jam. Setengah jam terpanjang dalam hidup Frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali lagi dia menekan nomor orang yang sangat dicintainya itu. Kali ini, dengan perasaan ngeri. Dia tahu, ajal sudah membuka mulutnya lebar-lebar. Hampir berbarengan dengan dering kesembilan, sebuah nada lain mencipta simfoni pilu. Nada melengking panjang dari life detector Frank. Sebuah garis lurus nampak di sana, begitu tegas. Setegas garis takdir yang menyatakan bahwa ia terlambat. Kata-kata perpisahannya tidak akan pernah terucap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untold Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by. Dwika Putra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-2781857975328429355?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/2781857975328429355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2011/01/untold-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/2781857975328429355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/2781857975328429355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2011/01/untold-goodbye.html' title='Untold Goodbye'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-7359796044746347960</id><published>2011-01-16T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T05:33:22.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made My Day</title><content type='html'>Jakarta. 9 Februari. 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Bandara Soekarno Hatta.&lt;br /&gt;Jam 12 siang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak pernah suka suasana bandara. Terlalu banyak perpisahan yang terjadi di sini. Terlalu banyak drama. Derai air mata, kepalsuan tawa, senyum yang dipaksakan. Semuanya. Aku? Sendiri, tentu saja. Kebosananku tinggal di negeri ini, membawaku pada keputusan menjual piano peninggalan keluargaku. Keluargaku memang keluarga musisi. Musisi miskin, tepatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasil penjualan piano, kubelikan selembar tiket satu arah ke Australia. Melbourne. Kota yang kupilih. Entah mengapa, hanya terdengar indah di telinga. Musikku tidak bergaung cukup keras di negara ini. Makanya aku mencoba peruntunganku. Kudengar, Melbourne kota yang cukup bersahabat. Di pesawat, hanya satu playlist yang kudengar berulang-ulang dengan iPod tuaku, empat lagu dari Chrisye, sang maestro yang juga idolaku sedari kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne, 9 Februari 2009&lt;br /&gt;Avalon International Airport&lt;br /&gt;11.30 waktu setempat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angin sialan. 40 menit berputar2 karena tidak kondusifnya angin. Ah sudahlah. Ada masalah yang lebih besar. Aku tidur di mana? Bawaanku hanya dua. Satu tas gitar, berisi gitar pertamaku, dan satu tas jinjing, hanya berisi empat helai baju dan dua celana panjang.oh, dan charger ipod ku. Aku menengok pengukur suhu yang ada di dinding salah satu kafe. Sembilan derajat. Sial. Pantas aku menggigil. Trench coat ini jelas kurang untuk menahan dingin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.10&lt;br /&gt;Aku mulai panik. Berbeda dengan Jakarta, jalan-jalan sudah mulai sepi. Bingung mencari tempat tidur, ditambah hidung yang tak berhenti meradang, sempat membuatku putus asa. Akhirnya aku memutuskan tidur di jalan. Aku mencari emperan yang beratap, jaga-jaga bila saja malam hujan. "Alisha Café". Persetan dengan namanya. Kanopinya cukup luas. Cukup bagiku. Aku terlelap setelah menumpuk semua bajuku agar hangat. Belum ada sepuluh menit, aku terbangun dengan tepukan di bahuku. Sialan, batinku. Kukenakan kembali kacamataku. Seorang wanita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantik. Itu saja yang terpikir. Kecantikan kaukasian yang sempurna. Mata coklat. Kulit putih, tetapi tidak berlebihan seperti orang eropa. Rambut sebahu diikat kuncir kuda. "Are you okay?" Katanya. "Helloo??" Katanya lagi sambil mengibaskan tangan di depan mataku, karena aku terpaku tak menjawab. "No...." Jawabku. "Eh? What's wrong?" Dia terlihat panik. "I think I'm dead, otherwise I can't meet an angel like you", jawabku, dengan niat menggoda, tentu saja. Dia tertawa kecil, luar biasa manisnya. Dengan tetap tersenyum, dia mengulurkan tangan, "Alisha". Kujabat tangannya, lembut sekali, "Dean".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin berlandas rasa iba padaku, diajaknya aku ke dalam kafe yang ternyata miliknya. Disuguhkan secangkir kopi. Hangat. Rasanya seperti surga. "I'm sorry, sir, but would you mind leaving after that coffee? I have to go home", ucapnya, dengan wajah memohon maaf yang tetap memancarkan kesempurnaan. "Nevermind, do you know where I can stay for the night?" Kataku dengan wajah datar. Aku tak mau terlihat mengiba. "Yeah, go to that corner, there's seafarers center, intersection of Spencer and Little Lonesdale, you can stay there for free, they accept homeless men", katanya sambil menunjuk ke salah satu arah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku meneguk kopiku, mengangkat bawaanku, dan melangkah ke pintu keluar. Tepat di pintu, aku berbalik, "can I return here tomorrow?" Dia mengangkat alisnya. "At least to pay my cup of coffee", sambungku, "please?" sambil menirukan gaya memohon. Dia tertawa, "sure". Aku yakin aku akan mimpi indah malam ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokannya, kutukarkan uang rupiahku dengan dolar Australia. Empat ratus sebelas dolar. Tidak mungkin aku bisa mendapat tempat tinggal yang layak dengan uang ini. Ah sudahlah, sekarang, bayar hutang dulu. Aku melangkah dengan santai, menuju toko barang bekas. Kujual tas jinjingku, sepuluh dolar. Toh tak ada gunanya. Aku selalu mengenakan tiga helai baju dan satu celana. Satu baju dan celanaku, bisa kuletakkan di tas gitarku. Cukup. Aku melangkah ke kafe Alisha. "A cup of coffee", kataku padanya, "and here's for yesterday as well". Aku memilih tempat duduk dekat jendela. Dia mengantarkan kopi itu kepadaku, satu-satunya tamu, dan duduk di depanku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Want to work?" Tanyanya. Aku tercengang, "of course". "Haha, I hope you're good with your guitar. Would you mind busking (mengamen) outside my cafe? So people will hopefully come, I'll let you stay here in return. But I have to hear you sing first", celotehnya santai. "Sure!" Untunglah, jalan selalu ada. Aku mulai menyanyi untuknya. Sebuah tembang "Falling slowly" kunyanyikan, dan diakhiri dengan tepuk tangan. "You passed!" Katanya, dan aku mulai mengamen di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Juni 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Alisha Café&lt;br /&gt;10.00.&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, dua hari sebelum visaku berakhir. Aku tidak bisa memperpanjangnya. Uangku hanya cukup untuk tiket pulang. Aku begitu geram. Aku belum sukses di sini. Begitupun kisah cintaku. Aku mulai dekat dengan Alisha. Apakah harus kuakhiri? Apa boleh buat. Aku tak mau membuat keluargaku semakin cemas. Kuputuskan, aku akan berhenti mendatangi Alisha. Malamnya, aku tidak bisa tidur. Aku memandangi langit-langit seafarers center. Aku terkesiap, aku menuju meja resepsionis, aku menulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Juni 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Alisha Café&lt;br /&gt;04.00&lt;br /&gt;Belum buka. Tentu saja. Kuselipkan sebuah amplop. Sebuah CD, dan secarik surat. Penuh kata maaf. Dan betapa aku memendam rasa. CD hanya berisi satu lagu. Dengan tulisan tanganku yang menggunakan spidol. "Made my day". Itu judul lagu yang menyatakan perasaanku padanya. Sekejap, semua kenangan di sana berkelebat. Senyumnya, tepuk tangan tulus dari para pendengarku, dan kopi hangatnya. Aku tersenyum, dan berangkat ke bandara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Juni 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Rumahku.&lt;br /&gt;16.00&lt;br /&gt;"Pos!!" Teriak pak pos dari luar. Sebuah surat, amplop merah hati. "Dear Dean", begitu tulisan di amplopnya. Kertasnya begitu lapang. Hanya terisi beberapa kata. "I love you, too. You also made my day". Aku tersenyum, terlebih setelah melihat tulisan di bagian bawahnya. "P.s. : Tanggal 16 ini, aku pulang ke Jakarta, jemput aku jam 4 di bandara ya. Alicia Asmadibrata :p"&lt;br /&gt;Well, you just made my day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made My Day sebuah karya cerita pendek dari Dwika Putra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-7359796044746347960?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/7359796044746347960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2011/01/made-my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/7359796044746347960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/7359796044746347960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2011/01/made-my-day.html' title='Made My Day'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-5588737799823069232</id><published>2010-11-15T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T06:01:48.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Wisely</title><content type='html'>You have the ability, through your thoughts and your efforts, to create something that has never existed before. And you have the power to choose what that will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is at once a magnificent opportunity and an awesome responsibility. Your thoughts are ultimately chosen by you. Your actions, and their results, will be determined by the things you think about and the things to which you pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All achievements begin in the mind, and there is no limit to what the mind can think. Everything that anyone has ever invented, built, written, performed, produced or otherwise created, began to take shape first as a conscious thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your highest and best thoughts into disciplined action over a long enough period of time, and you'll create a masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you think about, is what you will do. And what you think about, is up to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- unknown -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-5588737799823069232?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/5588737799823069232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/11/think-wisely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/5588737799823069232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/5588737799823069232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/11/think-wisely.html' title='Think Wisely'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-6278770948839952747</id><published>2010-10-17T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T10:23:31.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Coffee Good or Bad For You?</title><content type='html'>Some people say,” I don’t like coffee, it’s just some kinda brown creamy liquid which tastes bitter and keeps you awake..” or, “It will ruin my sleeping habits, teeth and probably mess with my metabolism!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TLsw8WlwX5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/b976VGkkZCw/s1600/coffeecrossword.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TLsw8WlwX5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/b976VGkkZCw/s320/coffeecrossword.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529066780941639570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you ask me..Do you like coffee? I do, it's taste and aroma make my mornings so much better! I'm sure coffee is not as bad as other things.. Oh GOD, I LOOOOVE coffee and I can't start a day without coffee..hahahaha8.. I  drink black coffee, no sugar or with creamer...but it's just about what you get used to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the same as with beer /wine or others– you have to learn to truly love it.. First it tastes awful, but it gets better and better, and believe me..hahaha8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Coffee Good or Bad For You?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-6278770948839952747?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/6278770948839952747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/10/is-coffee-good-or-bad-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/6278770948839952747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/6278770948839952747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/10/is-coffee-good-or-bad-for-you.html' title='Is Coffee Good or Bad For You?'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TLsw8WlwX5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/b976VGkkZCw/s72-c/coffeecrossword.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-6141654586123895426</id><published>2010-09-11T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T06:58:16.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..Learn..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TIuK3nOCUSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rAV1cYkK-B0/s1600/vcx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TIuK3nOCUSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rAV1cYkK-B0/s320/vcx.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515654856670597410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;* Belajarlah untuk diam daripada banyak bicara.&lt;br /&gt;* Belajarlah untuk sabar daripada marah.&lt;br /&gt;* Belajarlah untuk mengalah dari suatu keegoisan.&lt;br /&gt;* Belajarlah untuk tetap tegar dari setiap kehilangan.&lt;br /&gt;* Belajarlah untuk selalu bersyukur dari setiap kebahagian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Orang yang paling bahagia tidak selalu memiliki sesuatu yang terbaik dalam hidupnya, tetapi hanya selalu berusaha untuk menjadikan setiap apapun yang hadir dalam hidupnya menjadi yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;* Kasihmu di bentuk bukan saat kau ada di tempat dimana kau menjadi pusat perhatian, tetapi di tempat dimana ada penolakan.&lt;br /&gt;* Pengaharapanmu di bentuk bukan saat kau berada dalam suatu kepastian, tetapi saat kau berada dalam keraguan.&lt;br /&gt;* Imanmu di bentuk bukan saat kau berada dalam kenyamanan, tetapi saat kau berada dalam penderitaan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-6141654586123895426?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/6141654586123895426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/09/belajarlah-untuk-diam-daripada-banyak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/6141654586123895426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/6141654586123895426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/09/belajarlah-untuk-diam-daripada-banyak.html' title='..Learn..'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TIuK3nOCUSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rAV1cYkK-B0/s72-c/vcx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-8024190921798414703</id><published>2010-09-01T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T20:28:01.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INDONESIA AND MALAYSIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TH8Zqut_reI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PK5I8BSSzro/s1600/bendera-indonesia-malaysia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 91px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TH8Zqut_reI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PK5I8BSSzro/s320/bendera-indonesia-malaysia.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512152690810924514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia's 65th Independence Day and Malaysia's 53rd Independence Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this war between Malaysia and Indonesia not only childish but stupid. Let's face it, both sides are at fault. Personally, I think that Malaysians should learn to treat other nationals as equals while the Indonesian government should do more to protect its citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when Indonesia can stop acting with their heart and start using their god-given brains. If inferiority is also one of the issues, then that is Indonesia's own problem, Malaysians are no smarter than Indonesians, just more developed hence civilized. Everything can be settled in a more diplomatic and civilized manner regardless what problem arises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; •    The lawmakers and legislators of Indonesia are not doing any better but continuously making statements that further incite all this hatred against Malaysia. Freedom of expression/speech is commendable but everything must have a border, which is no wonder why third world countries like us still can't have open debates or peaceful demonstrations minus the aggressiveness and emotions like the westerners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•    The mass media in Indonesia is grossly irresponsible and rubbish!!just for cheap publication or anything that simply sells!! Wouldn't it be better to sensibly educate the nation rather than bask in the enjoyment of seeing the people behave in such a way that reflects your country? Gives a poor impression of the Indonesian public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDONESIA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecologically blessed, economically challenged, vast and diverse, Indonesia is a country of contrasts. made up of 17,500 islands (only about 6,000 of those inhabited)..Indonesia is populated by over 230 million people, speaking over 740 different languages and dialects within 300 distinct native ethnic groups - it is the fourth most populous country, after the United States..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful country, but the governments make this like shit!!!!blame your country!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a good leader that can work for the good of the people and not for the sake of their political parties..I need a professional and clean government, whose public servants really work for the sake of the people, not for the interests of individuals..I want all Indonesian children to receive a good education as they are needed for the survival of this country..The people of Indonesia ready to understand what a true democracy is..I hope the future looks much better..I really wish that Indonesia can start grooming its people to be better in every aspect of life..be a better country for everyone..we are going to be fine as a nation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Indonesia’s Government..Please, save your people first not your ego!And Malaysia, I hope my country and your country will be able to go hand in hand someday..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-8024190921798414703?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/8024190921798414703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/09/indonesia-and-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/8024190921798414703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/8024190921798414703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/09/indonesia-and-malaysia.html' title='INDONESIA AND MALAYSIA'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TH8Zqut_reI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PK5I8BSSzro/s72-c/bendera-indonesia-malaysia.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-4796008246360659112</id><published>2010-08-31T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T10:02:11.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..Sometime..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TH01dIjhuCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/pu73Fg2MLe8/s1600/thumb-sad_tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TH01dIjhuCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/pu73Fg2MLe8/s320/thumb-sad_tiger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511620293600327714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime, you just have to stop caring..&lt;br /&gt;You have to turn off all emotion &amp; feeling..&lt;br /&gt;To protect yourself from getting hurt..&lt;br /&gt;you have to stop caring about what other people..&lt;br /&gt;Think of you &amp; be yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime you have to hide it all--not let anyone..&lt;br /&gt;know how you feel or what you think..&lt;br /&gt;You have to put a smile on your face..&lt;br /&gt;Pretend everything is fine..&lt;br /&gt;Even when it's not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime that's the only way to save yourself from getting hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me be selfish for the moment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-4796008246360659112?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/4796008246360659112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/4796008246360659112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/4796008246360659112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometime.html' title='..Sometime..'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/TH01dIjhuCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/pu73Fg2MLe8/s72-c/thumb-sad_tiger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-1770422867195246365</id><published>2010-04-10T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T02:49:44.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!Morality and Religion!!!</title><content type='html'>!!!Morality and Religion!!&lt;br /&gt;It really seems like they just used the religious as their righteousness to make themselves feel superior to others who aren't religious..just live and let live people and treat others as you want to be treated..It is simple!!!!!Everyone knows when they see something wrong..&lt;br /&gt;It isn't based on religion or even society..Morals are something that we are born with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When kids are growing up we teach them what we think is right and wrong..&lt;br /&gt;All we are teaching them are rules..It doesn’t mean that they are right or wrong..Our judgment of right and wrong comes naturally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me that when you see something wrong you relate it to a law or religious standards..If we see someone being beat up, it is our natural instinct to feel that it is wrong..Don't tell me that whenever you feel you did a good deed you relate it to a law or religious standards..You know it was right because you can feel it..Stop fooling yourselves when you say morals are based on religious standards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue has always been on my mind..I used to look around me and see people who didn't attend church were sometimes more moral than the people who did..&lt;br /&gt;They are no example so I began to question the ways of man and wondered if we really needed a God to be moral? I believe that morality and religion are separate..&lt;br /&gt;Some morals are universal but depending on where you live in the world, your morals could be different from those of others..&lt;br /&gt;Who's to say what's really right from wrong????I believe that we are all spiritual beings in a physical body and that we only use a limited amount of our powers..Morality is sort of like a guiding light for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion can be a very positive thing, but has also brought untold destruction to the world.. I think that has more to do with people who co-operate with religion to their own ends than religion itself..You don't need to be religious to live a moral and ethical life..&lt;br /&gt;Fact is, many people don't need religion to keep them on the straight and narrow..And there are many who would argue that religion has done more harm than good is this world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not an atheist but I’m writing this because the fact ,I’m considering the reality that religion has been responsible for more strife, death, suffering, ignorance, and atrocious injustices than free thought ever has!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-1770422867195246365?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/1770422867195246365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/04/morality-and-religion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/1770422867195246365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/1770422867195246365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/04/morality-and-religion.html' title='!!!Morality and Religion!!!'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-6869972210690212630</id><published>2010-03-25T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:32:26.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..Future..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S6vITpy4h0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/PocgLqJZxMQ/s1600/20159_1177258440171_1489436528_30391138_916930_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S6vITpy4h0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/PocgLqJZxMQ/s320/20159_1177258440171_1489436528_30391138_916930_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452672013824460610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future may look uncertain or impossible for others, but it doesn’t necessarily have to be that way for you. You, and everybody else, have been granted with so many blessings and two of them are the capacity to choose and to make decisions. You can decide and make the choice of choosing your attitude. You have the power, talents, capacity and intelligence to brighten your world as much as you want, but this will only happen once you change your attitude and believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no excuse, you need to understand that regardless of what you have in front of you,  you must believe in you. Believing in you, having a blind faith and being clear in what you want, having a burning desire to get what you want, a never-ending determination and an unstoppable persistence to move forward will definitely allow you to reach something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without exception, all of us have fears. But the difference between success and failure is how we deal with our fears. Not only are fears mental but they also are part of our beliefs. There is no excuse to be a failure, poor, ignorant or to belong to the great majority of people who choose to live in a destructive environment, it is nothing but your choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;smile and create positive mental pictures of your life in your world, all the time, every second of your life. Be clear, focus only on the things you want and eventually they will be yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-6869972210690212630?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/6869972210690212630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/03/future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/6869972210690212630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/6869972210690212630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/03/future.html' title='..Future..'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S6vITpy4h0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/PocgLqJZxMQ/s72-c/20159_1177258440171_1489436528_30391138_916930_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-6318131693076897162</id><published>2010-02-23T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T09:26:07.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..Imperfect of myself..</title><content type='html'>You know, life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the best at everything, maturity, housekeeper, cook or something else in my life..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the best for all my friend..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the best to become a "mother" for my children..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the best to be a child for my parents ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the best to be a brother and sister..&lt;br /&gt;and I'm also not the best to be His children..&lt;br /&gt;What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults and choosing to celebrate each others differences is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my prayer for you today, that you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life..&lt;br /&gt;We could extend this to any relationship in fact as understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket but into your own."&lt;br /&gt;Make a pact with yourself today to not be defined by your past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now...I don't know what I feel now..&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say...&lt;br /&gt;I'm down..&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tired...&lt;br /&gt;I just need back..&lt;br /&gt;stop to cry and give up on everything ..&lt;br /&gt;I just need to let this pain out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-6318131693076897162?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/6318131693076897162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/02/imperfect-of-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QPGOj-L9I/AAAAAAAAAGI/KkP18_nbjmc/s1600-h/26467_355313796062_678681062_5353345_3520907_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QPGOj-L9I/AAAAAAAAAGI/KkP18_nbjmc/s320/26467_355313796062_678681062_5353345_3520907_a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441490849433006034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Happy 22nd Birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there are so many people I want to thank! Thank you to the WONDERFUL posts people put up for my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;I am very fortunate to be surrounded by so many good people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much..&lt;br /&gt;You give me my 22nd birthday..thanks..&lt;br /&gt;that was a sweet, awesome, meaningful, happening and memorable..&lt;br /&gt;Today is a big day, big day for me in my life..&lt;br /&gt;Thank u for all my friends..my family..all people who loved me..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your wishes..I just want to say a big thank you to all of you..!!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed and happy to have all of you in my life..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank God for placing such loving friends around me and a big THANK YOU to all of you for your blessings..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also thanks to those who sms and called to wish me..I had a great 22nd birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaahhh..Finally..I'm 22!!but I think 12 is better..lols..&lt;br /&gt;Right now,I'm quite lost of words..I’ll never forget this very moment..I really appreciate it..&lt;br /&gt;Once again..I would like to thank every single one of u who've remembered the day of my year..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much...so, thanks for everything, guys!!&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed my birthday with all of u..&lt;br /&gt;all the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Love,&lt;br /&gt;Felita Pauw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-5294879540609467849?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/5294879540609467849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-22nd-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/5294879540609467849'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-2882741346423854513</id><published>2009-12-23T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:45:01.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR WISH FOR YOU...</title><content type='html'>OUR WISH FOR YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is pain,&lt;br /&gt;We wish you peace and mercy..&lt;br /&gt;Where there is self-doubting,&lt;br /&gt;We wish you a renewed confidence in your ability to work through them..&lt;br /&gt;Where there is tiredness or exhaustion,&lt;br /&gt;We wish you understanding, patience, and renewed strength..&lt;br /&gt;Where there is fear,&lt;br /&gt;We wish you love and courage..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-2882741346423854513?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-4581527988754343498</id><published>2009-12-23T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:39:21.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..Merry Christmas..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzL-aPhV2HI/AAAAAAAAAGA/07lXKrGzR-A/s1600-h/christmas-tree-with-gifts-flipbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzL-aPhV2HI/AAAAAAAAAGA/07lXKrGzR-A/s320/christmas-tree-with-gifts-flipbook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418673028476557426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is the time of year to reflect with thoughtful prayer..&lt;br /&gt;To cast aside of all bad thought and habits..&lt;br /&gt;You expressed throughout the year..&lt;br /&gt;We can all join together to celebrate Jesus' birth..&lt;br /&gt;A renewal and beginning, right here on planet earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus left all of us a message while here on earth, to love, to care..&lt;br /&gt;His words were ever simple, plain and so very, very clear, be kind to one another throughout the coming year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is the time of year to spend with young and old..&lt;br /&gt;everyone in this world with joy and happiness..&lt;br /&gt;A time to love, a time to share..&lt;br /&gt;Let us all spread our love around with all our heart and soul..&lt;br /&gt;for a love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas all my friend..&lt;br /&gt;May ur world be filled with warmth and good cheers this Holy season, and throughout the year..&lt;br /&gt;Wish ur Christmas be filled with peace and love..&lt;br /&gt;May the spirit of Christmas bring u peace and the gladness of Christmas give u hope..&lt;br /&gt;Joy resounds in the hearts of those who believe in the miracle of Christmas!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmassssssssss........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-4581527988754343498?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/4581527988754343498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/4581527988754343498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-4405825564234099684</id><published>2009-12-23T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T09:44:41.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>|| with friends ||</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzJW4ieNt9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/amFY-NgjtIc/s1600-h/DSC_0851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzJW4ieNt9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/amFY-NgjtIc/s320/DSC_0851.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418488831006324690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one ingredient in which adds warmth and love to our lives...&lt;br /&gt;It is friendship...&lt;br /&gt;If there is one relationship to help us through all the others...&lt;br /&gt;It is friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends surround us with the beauty of their caring...&lt;br /&gt;With friends we can share what we see, what we feel and what we love...&lt;br /&gt;Friends help us with our problems because they listen...&lt;br /&gt;And as they listen we begin to hear the language of our own hearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzJWBxYpJtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/k2cVEYAqJu0/s1600-h/1_445504810l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzJWBxYpJtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/k2cVEYAqJu0/s320/1_445504810l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418487890116683474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends we can walk along the remembered paths of our lives and completely share our experiences...&lt;br /&gt;With friends we can work the soil of forgotten dreams...&lt;br /&gt;That needed to be tended and nurtured once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends we can plant the seed of our hearts new dreams...&lt;br /&gt;We can always return to a friend like going back to a special place...&lt;br /&gt;And find the same warm feeling unchanged by time or distance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzJWPoJQWiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/tuc9k-Jv2g8/s1600-h/DSC_0852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzJWPoJQWiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/tuc9k-Jv2g8/s320/DSC_0852.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418488128154393122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life gives us friends so we can share the precious times and memorable moments of being children, and teenagers, and adults, and parents, and grandparents...&lt;br /&gt;Life gives us friends so we can share the growing up...&lt;br /&gt;And growing down and old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends we have a place to go to be accepted and understood...&lt;br /&gt;Together we can laugh...&lt;br /&gt;Together we can cry...&lt;br /&gt;Our thoughts are heard, our feelings are held in the heart of a friend...&lt;br /&gt;With friends our lives are made more full, more rich,&lt;br /&gt;More open, beautiful and blessed!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzJWppRTD-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/eIePBSy5eEA/s1600-h/DSC_0855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzJWppRTD-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/eIePBSy5eEA/s320/DSC_0855.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418488575133159394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-4405825564234099684?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/4405825564234099684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/12/with-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/4405825564234099684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/4405825564234099684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/12/with-friends.html' title='|| with friends ||'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SzJW4ieNt9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/amFY-NgjtIc/s72-c/DSC_0851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-890130715669146839</id><published>2009-12-22T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T06:48:27.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..moment in time..</title><content type='html'>We do with the certainly that we don't have the faintest idea what we're doing at all, which can be a very frightening prospect in the world..&lt;br /&gt;In the world where the boundaries of nations and the balance of nature can change over night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that the years that we spend have given us the foundation to face that future.&lt;br /&gt;We haven't just learned facts and figures, logic, and reason skills..&lt;br /&gt;But we have learned the value of friendship, loyalty and love which will not be diminished just because we may not end up together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories that we have shared will not go away simply because we do..&lt;br /&gt;So even if the future doesn't always meet our expectations or the fates are cruel to us at times, no one can ever take away this moment from me..&lt;br /&gt;From me, from you, from anyone of us...&lt;br /&gt;No one can ever take away this moment in time of my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-890130715669146839?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-1809336291087555002</id><published>2009-09-02T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:46:31.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Jakarta so much!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sp7LaWyVbOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/3kioGdSC8-E/s1600-h/jakarta_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sp7LaWyVbOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/3kioGdSC8-E/s400/jakarta_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376958658780687586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What is so special about Jakarta???&lt;br /&gt;what can I say about this city..&lt;br /&gt;you can either hate it or love it or both at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;I love Jakarta because this city never sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna say.......&lt;br /&gt;it's so special and make me want to go back all the time..&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Jakarta so much..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the smell, the food, the bad traffic, the people,&lt;br /&gt;the sound of a man yelling ketoprak and siomay!!!&lt;br /&gt;I miss the different type of living..the culture..&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything...everything can be found in Jakarta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to say...&lt;br /&gt;Jakarta is better than malaysia..In hereeee...Oh My God!!!&lt;br /&gt;I still do love my city..the city never sleep..no matter how nice living here..&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Jakarta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-1809336291087555002?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/1809336291087555002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-jakarta-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/1809336291087555002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/1809336291087555002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-jakarta-so-much.html' title='I miss Jakarta so much!!!!'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sp7LaWyVbOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/3kioGdSC8-E/s72-c/jakarta_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-1702846499977302048</id><published>2009-09-02T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:28:42.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes the road of life is hard, and sometimes it's easy..&lt;br /&gt;wherever you go, you have choices..&lt;br /&gt;you have the choice of doing good or bad..wrong or right..&lt;br /&gt;and wherever you go there are two type of faces..&lt;br /&gt;a smilin&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sp7GPXVKtOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/d770n_Hdo_g/s1600-h/Z1U8TCA77GBDMCA7N60ANCAA4TU4ICA42KI44CAAUVB7GCA6ULXDICA9L1SVECAECSBTYCAQCS4L1CAJDX3M7CAZX7T3RCAZEXNMTCA8IEDEKCA3OAPT7CA6RYPO7CA1FSIG7CAZ473A4CACMOWVICA1DLR0N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sp7GPXVKtOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/d770n_Hdo_g/s200/Z1U8TCA77GBDMCA7N60ANCAA4TU4ICA42KI44CAAUVB7GCA6ULXDICA9L1SVECAECSBTYCAQCS4L1CAJDX3M7CAZX7T3RCAZEXNMTCA8IEDEKCA3OAPT7CA6RYPO7CA1FSIG7CAZ473A4CACMOWVICA1DLR0N.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376952972390085858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g one and a frowning one..&lt;br /&gt;there are going to be two types of people..&lt;br /&gt;a nice man and a mean one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the road of life, you should do the goods thing..&lt;br /&gt;bring a smile to the people who are frowning..&lt;br /&gt;you should make friends with the nice people..&lt;br /&gt;but find the good in the mean ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, that's what our world is about..&lt;br /&gt;Giving..Caring..Sharing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, be this type of person on your road of life..&lt;br /&gt;and spread the good news to everyone else..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-1702846499977302048?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/1702846499977302048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/1702846499977302048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/1702846499977302048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-life.html' title='Our Life..'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sp7GPXVKtOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/d770n_Hdo_g/s72-c/Z1U8TCA77GBDMCA7N60ANCAA4TU4ICA42KI44CAAUVB7GCA6ULXDICA9L1SVECAECSBTYCAQCS4L1CAJDX3M7CAZX7T3RCAZEXNMTCA8IEDEKCA3OAPT7CA6RYPO7CA1FSIG7CAZ473A4CACMOWVICA1DLR0N.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-6510062835689560433</id><published>2009-08-05T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:24:44.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the Sun..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Like the sun, you need to fall before you rise..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SnmUG8JAGJI/AAAAAAAAADw/nMZLkqi63qs/s1600-h/100_1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366483277932664978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SnmUG8JAGJI/AAAAAAAAADw/nMZLkqi63qs/s200/100_1504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when it's sunset, it doesn't mean the sun will never rise again..it simlpy means it's time for something else to happen (night)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the same with our live...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we are hurt and down, it doesn't mean we will remain down forever but simply means it's another phase in life that we have to go through...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you always pay attention to sunrise and sunset, after the sun has set when it rises again it's most likely to shine brighter than the last time..It's the same with humans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are down and defeated today, make sure you rise stronger, more courageous and bolder. No matter what you are going through..It's not forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-6510062835689560433?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/6510062835689560433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/08/like-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/6510062835689560433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/6510062835689560433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/08/like-sun.html' title='Like the Sun..'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SnmUG8JAGJI/AAAAAAAAADw/nMZLkqi63qs/s72-c/100_1504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-6316116618015209133</id><published>2009-05-20T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T06:49:08.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love The Rain....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ShQKKaKxwkI/AAAAAAAAADo/kmTw-w_j1nY/s1600-h/GIRL_IN_RAIN__72dpi-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ShQKKaKxwkI/AAAAAAAAADo/kmTw-w_j1nY/s200/GIRL_IN_RAIN__72dpi-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337902632280375874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;I love the rain. It makes everything so wonderful. Everything always smells so good after it rains. It also gives me a good reason to stay indoors. I love everything about rain. I love the sound of the rain. I love hearing the pitter patter of the raindrops coming down and hitting the earth. It is so peaceful. I can stay for hours just sitting out in the window while it rains. It looks so peaceful and I love that feeling of serenity. A good rainy day gives me much joy. I will enjoy the earth. There is something soothing. ^^Some people will hate it. But I will embrace it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think rainy weather creates an atmosphere which doesn’t just bring out the romance, but It’s the perfect moment to enjoy the simple pleasures of life such as enjoy the rain with a cup of coffee or drink hot chocolate in bed. It’s wonderful. Yeaahhh...Sometimes, I imagine I run out in the rain? Dancing in the rain with my friends, maybe other people see us dance in the rain and probably think us insane. But it’s OK. We’ll do it. Our dance is not for them..hahahahaha8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It renews the earth and makes things smell new, It makes me calm and peaceful. That watercolour tinge it gives to the scent of the air for my soul, it brings out the colours of the grass and tree. Do you know, when I was child, I always play in the rain. I’m so happy for doing that. I love to run in the rain, walk in the rain, sleep with the window open and hear the rain fall. I love the rain. I love to watch it, listen to it, smell it, feel it on my skin..Hahahahaha8… I see rain and it makes me happy …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-6316116618015209133?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/6316116618015209133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/6316116618015209133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/6316116618015209133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-rain.html' title='I Love The Rain....'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ShQKKaKxwkI/AAAAAAAAADo/kmTw-w_j1nY/s72-c/GIRL_IN_RAIN__72dpi-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-8645431557614760451</id><published>2009-04-26T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T01:14:40.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's happens with the sun??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SfQXbvvLZiI/AAAAAAAAADg/3HtMYyhQts0/s1600-h/clipboard01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SfQXbvvLZiI/AAAAAAAAADg/3HtMYyhQts0/s200/clipboard01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328910024524391970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God..Although the Sun looks stable in the sky, it actually has a very turbulent atmosphere. .&lt;br /&gt;today is very hot..and the sun very strong..the air is very fuggy..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna call it solar attack..!!!!!SOLAR ATTACK!!!yupsss..&lt;br /&gt;I really want to ask SOHO..NASA..including BMG..(yaaa...BMG??!!!..hahahaha8..maybe BMG know what happens..)&lt;br /&gt;and the question..What's happens with the sun??why the earth so hot..??&lt;br /&gt;some people say..this is impact from global warming..&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's right...but how we know this is impact from global warming...??!?&lt;br /&gt;possible, there is something going on in the sun..then the heat on the earth becomes excessive..right??how about it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhhh...I think that enough!!!lol..&lt;br /&gt;this day is very hot..so that makes me hard to think and can't perform normal activities....&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahha8...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-8645431557614760451?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/8645431557614760451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-happens-with-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/8645431557614760451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/8645431557614760451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-happens-with-sun.html' title='What&apos;s happens with the sun??'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SfQXbvvLZiI/AAAAAAAAADg/3HtMYyhQts0/s72-c/clipboard01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-8165044623669732302</id><published>2009-04-23T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:12:04.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE..</title><content type='html'>One song can spark a moment, one flower can wake the dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SfAwyEcED0I/AAAAAAAAADY/5DFgooBSs1s/s1600-h/audio_ps3_flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SfAwyEcED0I/AAAAAAAAADY/5DFgooBSs1s/s200/audio_ps3_flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327811995922337602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One tree can start a forest, one bird can herald spring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One smile begins a friendship, one handclasp lifts a soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One star can guide a ship at sea, one word can frame the goal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One vote can change a nation, one sunbeam lights a room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One candle wipes out darkness, one laugh will conquer gloom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step must start each journey, one word must start each prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hope will raise our spirits, one touch can show you care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One voice can speak with wisdom, one heart can know what's true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One life can make the difference, You see it's up to YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-8165044623669732302?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/8165044623669732302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/04/one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/8165044623669732302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/8165044623669732302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/04/one.html' title='ONE..'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SfAwyEcED0I/AAAAAAAAADY/5DFgooBSs1s/s72-c/audio_ps3_flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-2809537029639818904</id><published>2009-04-22T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:38:38.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Your Life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Se9kCkUBvjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YyGHFwNaq3E/s1600-h/flower-desktop1920x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Se9kCkUBvjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YyGHFwNaq3E/s200/flower-desktop1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327586879472778802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life is like a song,so sing it loud and clear..&lt;br /&gt;As we move along..What's important, we keep near..&lt;br /&gt;Each turn we take is another chance and opens up another door..&lt;br /&gt;It's up to us if we get up and dance or choose to sit on the floor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older, we start to see..&lt;br /&gt;The world is on our shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;And reality is telling us, we are not who we want to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day becomes an effort..&lt;br /&gt;And we begin sleeping through our lives..&lt;br /&gt;There is so much pain and hurt..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone stabbing each other with knives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All others become a bad influence..&lt;br /&gt;Your life is now at stake..&lt;br /&gt;The key to true repentance..&lt;br /&gt;Is what we choose to take..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, life is what we make it..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more and nothing less..&lt;br /&gt;Trust is strong but once you break it..&lt;br /&gt;Everything becomes a mess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what good does it do for us to cry..&lt;br /&gt;What good does it do to whine..&lt;br /&gt;Everybody lives and everybody has to die..&lt;br /&gt;We all go through pain and have a set amount of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that we can do, is look to the future with hope..&lt;br /&gt;That someday things will all make sense..&lt;br /&gt;As time goes on, we will find ways to cope..&lt;br /&gt;And the pain will no longer seem so intense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll put on a smile, sing life's song with love..&lt;br /&gt;Hang around for a while..&lt;br /&gt;And seek God's grace from up above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your best to make sense..&lt;br /&gt;Of everything you're given..&lt;br /&gt;If nothing works out...&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up high, keep living..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be times when pain is all we feel..&lt;br /&gt;The clouds are all we can see..&lt;br /&gt;It will seem to be too much for us to deal..&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, God will set us free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up your mind and just live for today..&lt;br /&gt;Each of us, our paths will wind..&lt;br /&gt;As we search and find our way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end of our life, as we walk through our last days..&lt;br /&gt;We'll back look at the things, that helped light our way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see all the mistakes we made..&lt;br /&gt;And the people who were there..&lt;br /&gt;The things that may have caused our smiles to fade..&lt;br /&gt;And the smell of the cool, fresh air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll think about the people you'll never know by name..&lt;br /&gt;And all of the joy you felt..&lt;br /&gt;When someone kept you from going insane..&lt;br /&gt;And helped you to live with the hand you've been dealt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll remember the sun that always came out..&lt;br /&gt;After the passing of the rain..&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't allow you to doubt..&lt;br /&gt;That the joy was worth the pain ..&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-2809537029639818904?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/2809537029639818904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/2809537029639818904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/2809537029639818904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-your-life.html' title='It&apos;s Your Life..'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Se9kCkUBvjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YyGHFwNaq3E/s72-c/flower-desktop1920x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-8728807486203611553</id><published>2009-04-11T23:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:05:12.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be an Extraordinary People..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SeGEHGpGphI/AAAAAAAAAC4/X42Lr190ztY/s1600-h/how-time-flies-blackwork-chart-anne-peden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SeGEHGpGphI/AAAAAAAAAC4/X42Lr190ztY/s200/how-time-flies-blackwork-chart-anne-peden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323681492105602578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is thought, and when we cease to think,we are not living..&lt;br /&gt;It is very important to establish good thinking guidelines and follow them..&lt;br /&gt;How we think, is the kind of life we live..&lt;br /&gt;Since we are able to control our thoughts, we can determine the course of our life and the way we feel during our time here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should always learn, with life comes wisdom and with wisdom comes the courage to live your life selflessly, the more you learn about yourself and the experiences surrounding your life the more opportunities you have to make your life better and more fulfilling..&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is inside us, in our minds, in our thinking..&lt;br /&gt;It is not external material things or experiences, but the enjoyment of our thoughts and feelings..&lt;br /&gt;This is good because our thoughts, and therefore our happiness, are up to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever an unfavorable picture enters your mind, eject it and replace it with a pleasant one..&lt;br /&gt;You can even imagine enjoyable experiences, and it will have a similar positive effect..&lt;br /&gt;Don't strive too hard for that which, in the end, will not make you happier..&lt;br /&gt;But wherever the road may lead me, I had the time of my life and I am happy now...&lt;br /&gt;If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we aren't really living..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face your problems bravely, confidently, and improve on your situation, no matter what state it be in..&lt;br /&gt;Be good to feel good..&lt;br /&gt;Be active and improve your mind.. Laugh, relax, and sleep well..&lt;br /&gt;Be an extraordinary people….!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-8728807486203611553?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/8728807486203611553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-extraordinary-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/8728807486203611553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/8728807486203611553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-extraordinary-people.html' title='Be an Extraordinary People..'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/SeGEHGpGphI/AAAAAAAAAC4/X42Lr190ztY/s72-c/how-time-flies-blackwork-chart-anne-peden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-1802619261677827001</id><published>2009-04-10T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:32:05.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sd8DzI1bgiI/AAAAAAAAACw/UB99PJ4JTVg/s1600-h/wedding-flower-bouqet-auckland-nz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sd8DzI1bgiI/AAAAAAAAACw/UB99PJ4JTVg/s320/wedding-flower-bouqet-auckland-nz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322977461655011874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone says, "How the time flies"..&lt;br /&gt;The days go by and they are years, and the years finally become our whole life..&lt;br /&gt;Each daily portion can be wasted, or it can be a pleasure, before it is gone forever..&lt;br /&gt;If a bedtime review of the day concludes that we were too stressed, too busy, didn't accomplish anything, didn't have any fun, then it has been another lost piece of precious life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we are putting off our enjoyment until we have more time, or money, or some other improved condition..The trouble with that is that it might never happen, or it may be too long in coming.. It's so important to accept this time, this very minute, as something of tremendous value that will very soon be gone forever..There are many ways to ensure that we make the best of our time here on earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our daily routine let's include time to enjoy others and thus ourselves..Look and wonder at the trees, fields and mountains, smell the flowers, hear the birds, and watch the clouds in the sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-1802619261677827001?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/1802619261677827001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/04/everyone-says-how-time-flies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/1802619261677827001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/1802619261677827001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/04/everyone-says-how-time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sd8DzI1bgiI/AAAAAAAAACw/UB99PJ4JTVg/s72-c/wedding-flower-bouqet-auckland-nz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-7925694104711205950</id><published>2009-03-27T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:41:33.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE EARTH!!!YOUR LIGHT SWITCH IS YOUR VOTE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sc2qET7sQPI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZbaIPOwHQVU/s1600-h/VoteEarth_728x90_GIF.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 49px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sc2qET7sQPI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZbaIPOwHQVU/s400/VoteEarth_728x90_GIF.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318093726041260274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="divComment"&gt;               &lt;p&gt;This year, Earth Hour has been transformed into the world’s first global  election, between Earth and global warming.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in history, people of all ages, nationalities, race and background have the opportunity to use their light switch as their vote – Switching off your lights is a vote for Earth, or leaving them on is a vote for global warming.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;              &lt;strong&gt;It is the time for YOU as individual to vote FOR Earth: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;strong&gt;Be apart of one  billion people participating in this campaign.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="textBoldBiru"&gt;EARTH HOUR JAKARTA - INDONESIA&lt;br /&gt;            Saturday, 28 March 2009, at 8.30 pm -9.30 pm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;              Switch off your light for 1 hour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;strong&gt;WE can change the world!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;               * ensure unused electronics is switch off, NOT stand by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;span class="textBoldBiru"&gt;Switching off the lights in Jakarta for one hour, is equal to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            • reduce 300 MWh of electricity usage (enough  to rest 1 power plant and provide electricity to 900 villages)&lt;br /&gt;            • save up the average electricity  bills of Jakarta around Rp 200 million&lt;br /&gt;            • reduce 284  tones of CO2&lt;br /&gt;            • save more than 284 trees&lt;br /&gt;            • produce clean air for more than  568 people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sc2qOSk6NxI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ca2NGr0F2eM/s1600-h/WP04_blue_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sc2qOSk6NxI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ca2NGr0F2eM/s320/WP04_blue_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318093897475962642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-7925694104711205950?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/7925694104711205950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/03/vote-earthyour-light-switch-is-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/7925694104711205950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/7925694104711205950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/03/vote-earthyour-light-switch-is-your.html' title='VOTE EARTH!!!YOUR LIGHT SWITCH IS YOUR VOTE..'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/Sc2qET7sQPI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZbaIPOwHQVU/s72-c/VoteEarth_728x90_GIF.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-8117619320721686802</id><published>2009-03-25T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T04:21:12.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EARTH HOUR..VOTE EARTH..YOUR LIGHT SWITCH IS YOUR VOTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScoTQAh2cOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/V5RTBAl_Vk0/s1600-h/3271594370_147ee3558e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScoTQAh2cOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/V5RTBAl_Vk0/s200/3271594370_147ee3558e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317083475805106402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;VOTE EARTH&lt;br /&gt;YOUR LIGHT SWITCH IS YOUR VOTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Earth Hour has been transformed into the world’s first global election, between Earth and global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in history, people of all ages, nationalities, race and background have the opportunity to use their light switch as their vote – Switching off your lights is a vote for Earth, or leaving them on is a vote for global warming. WWF are urging the world to VOTE EARTH and reach the target of 1 billion votes, which will be presented to world leaders at the Global Climate Change Conference in Copenhagen 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This meeting will determine official government policies to take action against global warming, which will replace the Kyoto Protocol. It is the chance for the people of the world to make their voice heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Hour began in Sydney in 2007, when 2.2 million homes and businesses switched off their lights for one hour. In 2008 the message had grown into a global sustainability movement, with 50 million people switching off their lights. Global landmarks such as the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, Rome’s Colosseum, the Sydney Opera House and the Coca Cola billboard in Times Square all stood in darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, Earth Hour is being taken to the next level, with the goal of 1 billion people switching off their lights as part of a global vote. Unlike any election in history, it is not about what country you’re from, but instead, what planet you’re from. VOTE EARTH is a global call to action for every individual, every business, and every community. A call to stand up and take control over the future of our planet. Over 74 countries and territories have pledged their support to VOTE EARTH during Earth Hour 2009, and this number is growing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have a vote, and every single vote counts. Together we can take control of the future of our planet, for future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE EARTH by simply switching off your lights for one hour, and join the world for Earth Hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, March 28, 8:30-9:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zd1BsNvEXqo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zd1BsNvEXqo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScoTcvqt0qI/AAAAAAAAACY/gv3BXCJ5Ftg/s1600-h/pinBig06.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScoTcvqt0qI/AAAAAAAAACY/gv3BXCJ5Ftg/s200/pinBig06.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317083694617186978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARTH HOUR: FIRST TIME IN INDONESIA&lt;br /&gt;This year, for the very first time Earth Hour implemented in Indonesia, and Jakarta chosen as the first area for Indonesia kick off.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, 28 March 2009, starting from 8.30pm, the community of Jakarta will witness and be part of global action in switching off lights for 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, the lights of Indonesian historical building like National Monument and Jakarta’s landmark such as Pemuda Statue, Semanggi Bridge, HI roundabout, Arjuna Wiwaha waterfall will be switch off incuding governor’s office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY JAKARTA????&lt;br /&gt;Electricity consumption in Indonesia is still concentrated in Java: 77% of national consumption in 2007. About 20% of Indonesian electricity consumers are residing in Jakarta, while other users in the rest of Indonesia are still sharing for the lesser amount&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 23% of total electricity consumption in Indonesia are in Jakarta dan Tangerang. The figure is composed of sales to different sectors, with the three major users:&lt;br /&gt;• 34% from household (mostly in Jakarta)&lt;br /&gt;• 30% from industry (mostly in Tangerang)&lt;br /&gt;• 29% from commercial/business sector (mostly in Jakarta).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WE WANT TO ACHIEVE FROM EARTH HOUR CAMPAIGN IN JAKARTA..&lt;br /&gt;-Gain support and participation from government, business sector and public.&lt;br /&gt;-Educate public on the impacts of climate change and potential changes to our habits in our daily lifestyle in order to reduce CO2 emission&lt;br /&gt;-Measure the contribution of Earth Hour to the reduction of greenhouse gases emission in Jakarta after the campaign (if this campaign endorsed by government to be their annual campaign program).&lt;br /&gt;-Contribute to global action that together we can make a diffierence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW IMPORTANT IS EARTH HOUR FOR JAKARTA..&lt;br /&gt;• Reduce 300 MWh of electricity usage (enough to rest 1 power plant and provide electricity to&lt;br /&gt;900 villages)..&lt;br /&gt;• Save up the average electricity bills of Jakarta around Rp 200 million&lt;br /&gt;• Reduce 284 tones of CO2&lt;br /&gt;• Save more than 284 trees&lt;br /&gt;• Produce clean air for more than 568 people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-8117619320721686802?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/8117619320721686802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hourvote-earthyour-light-switch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/8117619320721686802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/8117619320721686802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hourvote-earthyour-light-switch.html' title='EARTH HOUR..VOTE EARTH..YOUR LIGHT SWITCH IS YOUR VOTE'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScoTQAh2cOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/V5RTBAl_Vk0/s72-c/3271594370_147ee3558e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-1263235368218943423</id><published>2009-03-21T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:35:59.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-1263235368218943423?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/1263235368218943423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/03/everyone-says-how-time-flies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/1263235368218943423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/1263235368218943423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/03/everyone-says-how-time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-9100859706969768162</id><published>2009-03-18T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:06:38.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So stop searching. You can’t find something that’s already there..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHg1ln3btI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rni3p2HqsG4/s1600-h/Sensation+50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHg1ln3btI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rni3p2HqsG4/s320/Sensation+50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314776246510907090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are inundated with practicality and productivity. We think that if there’s no purpose to something, there’s no point in doing it. In reality the best things in life have no purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sacrifice our time and our sanity doing what we don’t want to do, so at some future point we will create the freedom to do what we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seek happiness in things. We seek happiness in the acceptance of others, in material possessions, in social status. We even search for happiness in some future-promised afterlife. We sabotage ourselves and our entire lives because we fail to understand a very simple but easily overlooked fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t find something that’s already there. Happiness exists now. It’s not something you have to find. That’s like trying to find your breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the grasping of the mind that causes unhappiness. If you’re not happy, it’s because your mind doesn’t allow you be happy. And the reason your mind doesn’t let you be happy, is because you’re stuck in the vicious cycle of productivity, judgment and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never stop to think that it’s not the failure to win the game that causes our grief, but the game itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We neglect to realize that sometimes the best way to solve a problem is to stop participating in the problem. Sometimes the best way to to solve a problem is to just stop caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * The best way to solve the problem of not having a lot of cool friends is to stop caring about having cool friends.&lt;br /&gt;* The simplest way to be content with yourself is not to achieve greatness and praise, but to accept yourself fully for who you are now.&lt;br /&gt; * The quickest route to happiness is to stop caring about finding happiness and to start being happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By not caring, we immediately release ourselves of the grasping of the mind. But it’s not easy to stay in this mindset (the mind of about love); it’s something we have to constantly cultivate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s especially difficult when our society tends to place more value on things, than on experiences. We value what we do more than how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is completely ridiculous when you think about it. Because the way you feel should be more important than anything else. Isn’t the purpose of everything you do to feel good? Is not that supposed to make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;You may feel a sense of achievement for a few moments or days. But you’re still looking for happiness in a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this point never seems to come, does it? That’s because there will always be things to do. There will always be challenges, because everything in life is constantly changing. If you reached a point in your life where you had no more problems, no more struggles, no more worries, life would stop. The game would end and there would be no point left in playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… what can we do about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn’t mean we stop trying to achieve our goals or striving for personal growth. It just means that we no longer base our happiness on fleeting, semi-permanent things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should have base our happiness on permanent things. Things that don’t change. Desires that don’t shift from moment to moment. We choose to find our happiness in living. In life itself. In fact, we don’t even need to “find” happiness. We can be happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stop searching. You can’t find something that’s already there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8134317782779100527-9100859706969768162?l=siriusviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/feeds/9100859706969768162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-stop-searching-you-cant-find.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/9100859706969768162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8134317782779100527/posts/default/9100859706969768162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siriusviel.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-stop-searching-you-cant-find.html' title='So stop searching. You can’t find something that’s already there..'/><author><name>包土利</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15897820465670298427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/S4QQ2TGHoPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7AoGdIxRGvo/S220/18843_347277481062_678681062_5320949_1388689_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHg1ln3btI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rni3p2HqsG4/s72-c/Sensation+50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8134317782779100527.post-8636021330476183962</id><published>2009-03-18T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:38:48.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For All The Best..My friends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScJ1A97mM_I/AAAAAAAAACA/Bm3L8cvw3bc/s1600-h/n617151317_1764035_1844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScJ1A97mM_I/AAAAAAAAACA/Bm3L8cvw3bc/s200/n617151317_1764035_1844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314939169735586802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHh_U8CqyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UxvFCYHyKZA/s1600-h/2006_wdacl_together1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHh_U8CqyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/UxvFCYHyKZA/s200/2006_wdacl_together1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314777513342446370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wowhhhh… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I’m very grateful to God because everything has been given to me, especially my family..the great family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I want to thank you, Gracious Lord, for the good friends that you given to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Many things that make me happy because I have them to be p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;art of my life ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; can't replaced with anything that I have ..especially all the support and a amazing friendship more than anything..Although so many stories that are not fun, but it makes us more understanding with each other..Make us becom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e like family..amazing family…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHiuSv7quI/AAAAAAAAABQ/P9zn-5p1Ddo/s1600-h/n617151317_2000956_625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHiuSv7quI/AAAAAAAAABQ/P9zn-5p1Ddo/s200/n617151317_2000956_625.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314778320208636642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We’ll be friends..Hopefully without end.. Thanks for al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s being there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Thank you for all the moments we've shared, moments filled with shared dreams and wishes, secrets, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;laughter, and tears, and above all, friendship. Each precious second will be treasured in my heart forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Thank you for taking time, time to stop and take an interest in me..Time to listen to my problems and help me find the solutio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHidXEwuZI/AAAAAAAAABI/aGu8GNj3VgE/s1600-h/1_790980908l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHidXEwuZI/AAAAAAAAABI/aGu8GNj3VgE/s200/1_790980908l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314778029311965586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ns, and most of all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;time to smile at me and show your care.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Thank you for being you you're a wonderful person. You were there when I needed you to confide in and to ask advice from.. Through you, I began to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; understand and then like myself..Thank you for being a friend to me in so many meaningful ways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I know all of you will be a amazing young woman and amazing young man, be a amazing leader…and amazing friend for me..now, today or tomorrow all o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;f you will still get the best and be the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHjVN1d55I/AAAAAAAAABY/bK1U9GK1dbY/s1600-h/n617151317_2013683_4356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHjVN1d55I/AAAAAAAAABY/bK1U9GK1dbY/s200/n617151317_2013683_4356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314778988904572818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I don't care about old or new friends because all the same..all of you already know m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e..no matter who introduced you to me.. because very grateful have a friend like all of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; For my great friend..or some of my new friend..you're the best..Thanks for being there each and every day..Thanks for being you in that very special friendship..Hopefully we ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n be a good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;friend!!and have a amazing story in our friendship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; God has given us tw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHlueNjltI/AAAAAAAAABg/vArOGbfYewA/s1600-h/n617151317_1673228_1349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHlueNjltI/AAAAAAAAABg/vArOGbfYewA/s200/n617151317_1673228_1349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314781621820561106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o gift..one is choice &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; another is chance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; choise is to select a good friend &amp;amp; chance is to have a best one like u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; thanks 4 being my best friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe, I care, I miss, and I love all of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-feLiTa-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJNcnZsN03M/ScHmI455r3I/AAAAAAAAABo/awuKR2Pj0tM/s1600-h/n678681062_2131012_8337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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