<?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-9098878755114730188</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:20:21.857+07:00</updated><title type='text'>JIGGY-JIG</title><subtitle type='html'>completes your life in the very best way</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3136202950218325820</id><published>2011-08-09T23:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:04:18.430+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tugas biodata</title><content type='html'>1.Data Diri&lt;br /&gt;Nama : Ruben Abdulrachman&lt;br /&gt;Alamat : Jl. Tanah Abang III No. 12 A&lt;br /&gt;Tempat, Tanggal Lahir : 27 Juni 1994&lt;br /&gt;Sekolah : SMA Kolese Kanisius&lt;br /&gt;Agama : Katolik&lt;br /&gt;Golongan Darah : B&lt;br /&gt;Kegemaran: Proyek perdamaian, Berkumpul bersama teman, Menonton film, &amp; Bermain billiard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kedekatan Dengan Orang Tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bisa dibilang kedekatanku dengan orang tua hanya didominasi oleh kedekatan diriku dengan mamaku. Aku bisa menuangkan curahan hatiku secara sangat terbuka ke mama dan mama juga dapat menghargai dan terus memberi dukungan dan motivasi-motivasi kepadaku. Contohnya adalah ketika aku kesulitan menghadapi padatnya jadwal tugas dan ulangan sekolah, les-les dan belum ditambah kegiatanku di organisasi di luar sekolah. Mama juga bisa mengerti bila aku ingin mendapatkan kebebasan sedikit di masa remajaku yang tidak bisa diulangi ini dengan memberi keluasan pada akhir pekan atau hari libur. &lt;br /&gt;Berbeda dengan kedekatanku dengan papa, bukan berarti papa bertolak belakang dengan kedekatanku dengan mamaku, namun papa lebih sibuk dengan pekerjaannya dan kadang dalam sehari tidak bisa bertemu denganku sama sekali. Ketika ia pulang, aku sudah tidur, dan hanya bisa bertemu saat pagi hari. Itu juga jarang terjadi karena seringkali papa kelelahan dan tidak dapat bangun pagi-pagi sebelum aku hendak ke sekolah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Yang tidak Disukai dari Orang Tua&lt;br /&gt;Yang muncul di pikiranku pertama kali untuk menjawab hal ini adalah kesibukkan papa. Papa seringkali meninggalkan keluarga untuk bepergian ke luar kota untuk mencari nafkah. Walau begitu, aku tau papa melakukan itu demi aku dan untuk mewujudkan kasih sayangnya ke diriku dan keluarga, tapi aku kurang menyukai papa yang lebih memilih nilai instrumental (uang) dibanding nilai moral (kedekatannya ke keluarga) dan sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;Untuk mama, rasanya tidak cocok untuk mencari-cari hal yang tidak kusukai dari dirinya. Namun bila harus dipilih satu yang aku tidak disukai, aku akan memilih ketidakpercayaannya yang kadang aneh terhadap diriku. Mama sering menduga dan menuduh kalau aku belum belajar dan menyicil setiap hari bila ada ulangan maupun sekedar menyicil pelajaran. Aku kadang merasa risih dan sebal terhadap mama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pengalaman Bahagia yang tak terlupakan&lt;br /&gt;Aku harus katakan, pengalaman bahagia yang tak terlupakan adalah pengalaman bersama liburan-liburan dengankeluargaku yang aku alami bersama ketika aku masih kecil. Kalau boleh pilih, liburan ke Bali adalah yang paling tak terlupakan. Kami ber-4 (Aku, kakakku, mama dan papa) tinggal 2 minggu di Bali untuk liburan kenaikan kelas tahun 2007 silam. Kami menghabiskan malam demi malam di rumah sewaan tanteku yang berlokasi di Pantai Sanur, Pulau Bali. Disana kami sekeluarga merasa sangat dekat dan merasa diperbaharui sebagai keluarga yang bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pengalaman Mengecewakan&lt;br /&gt;Seingat pikiranku, sampai sekarang, belum ada pengalaman mengecewakan yang sangat berpengaruh dalam hidupku yang membuatku selalu melihat ke belakang ke masa itu dan berpikir andai aku melakukannya secara berbeda. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi contoh sedikit pengalaman mengecewakan yang aku rasakan dampaknya sampai saat ini adalah kebiasaanku menunda-nunda pekerjaan dan kemalasanku yang tinggi. Aku sudah terbiasa untuk menunda belajar dan hanya menggunakan ‘sistem kebut semalam’ untuk pelajaran-pelajaran tertentu. Aku menyesal akan kebiasaan itu, andai aku tidak terbiasa melakukan itu, aku mungkin bisa meraih hasil yang lebih tinggi dalam hidupku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sifat Positif yang Saya Miliki&lt;br /&gt;Sifat positif yang aku miliki adalah keterbukaan dan kejujuranku. Aku terbuka dengan artian aku dapat mencurahkan isi hatiku dengan mudah dan ingin mendapat ilmu lebih karena aku terbuka untuk menerima masukkan dari siapapun yang aku tau lebih hebat dariku dalam hal apapun. Aku juga jujur karena aku tau bila kejujuran itu ada, aku akan selalu tenang dalam hal apapun karena bila kebohongan menumpuk, tentu akan jadi pikiran dalam hati. Dan menurutku tidak ada salahnya berkata jujur, bila pun sesuatu hal yang aku katakan itu salah, aku dapat memperbaikinya di kemudian hari dan mencari cara yang lebih tepat untuk melakukan sesuatu, bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sifat Negatif yang Saya Miliki&lt;br /&gt;Sifat negatif yang aku miliki adalah kemalasanku. Aku sering malas untuk mempelajari apa yang menurutku tidak penting sekarang, walaupun aku tau suatu saat nanti aku akan mungkin bisa memanfaatkannya di kemudian hari. Contohnya anggaplah, pelajaran Biologi. Aku memang pada saat ini tidak mau menjadi dokter, namun apabila aku tidak malas belajar Biologi sekarang, aku akan rugi sendiri. Pasti hal-hal yang aku pelajari saat ini bisa ada artinya kelak, mungkin dalam pertolongan pertama saat kecelakaan dan hal-hal kecil yang mungkin pada saatnya nanti akan berguna.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bagaimana Saya Menanggulangi Sifat Negatif Saya&lt;br /&gt;Aku menanggulangi sifat negatifku ini, yaitu kemalasan, dengan tuntutan dari diri sendiri untuk berusaha menjadi yang terbaik. Beruntung bagiku, ini merupakan awal dari tahun ajaran yang baru dan aku menduduki kelas 12 SMA, harapanku ini bisa menjadi momentum yang tepat bagiku untuk berubah dan menjadi tidak malas lagi. Aku juga mempunyai target yang konkrit yaitu untuk mendapat rata-rata nilai di rapot melebihi delapan puluh lima (85) dan masuk ke universitas yang aku sukai yaitu Universitas Indonesia atau universitas ternama yang lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cita-Cita dan Keinginan&lt;br /&gt;Cita-citaku bukan mengarah ke profesi atau pekerjaan apa yang aku ingin kerjakan, namun aku bercita-cita ingin menjadi orang yang dapat bekerja dimana aku bisa menikmati pekerjaanku itu dan dapat memanfaatkan hasil dari yang kukerjakan untuk memenuhi hobiku. Namun ada beberapa pekerjaan spesifik yang aku ingin utamakan, yaitu sebagai akuntan di bank yang ternama, atau menjadi seorang pebisnis yang dapat bepergian ke luar negeri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Orang Paling Berpengaruh Dalam Hidup Saya&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin hal ini bisa dibilang sangat biasa dan terlalu meniru-niru, namun orang yang paling berpengaruh dalam hidupku adalah mama. Ia senantiasa mendidik dan membesarkanku dengan caranya sendiri yang unik, tegas namun sangat efektif. Aku bisa menjadi seperti aku sekarang ini adalah karena mama. Mungkin tiada jumlah berapapun emas yang dunia ini bisa dapatkan untuk mengganti betapa besar cinta kasih yang mama sudah berikan kepadaku.  Mama membuatku menjadi percaya bahwa sesungguhnya cinta sejati itu masih ada, dan dunia ini tidak hanya berisi orang-orang yang sudah tidak peduli satu sama lain dan hanya ingin menang sendiri. Mama mengajarkanku untuk selalu memaafkan dan membantu orang lain kapanpun dan dimanapun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3136202950218325820?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3136202950218325820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3136202950218325820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3136202950218325820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3136202950218325820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2011/08/tugas-biodata.html' title='tugas biodata'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2960572702366905023</id><published>2010-04-16T22:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:57:39.290+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Of Genius</title><content type='html'>A true-story film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash of Genius is a 2008 American biographical film directed by Marc Abraham. The screenplay by Philip Railsback, based on a 1993 New Yorker article by John Seabrook[2], &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;focuses on Robert Kearns and his legal battle against the Ford Motor Company when they developed an intermittent windshield wiper based on ideas the inventor had patented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film's title is derived from patent law terminology, in effect from 1941 to 1952, that argued the idea for an invention could come to someone out of nowhere and without years of working on it beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see Robert Kearns @ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Kearns&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2960572702366905023?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2960572702366905023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2960572702366905023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2960572702366905023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2960572702366905023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/04/flash-of-genius.html' title='Flash Of Genius'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-977896542547352420</id><published>2010-04-15T23:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T23:22:48.200+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweet of the day</title><content type='html'>'baikpinterhumorisbaikpinterhumorisbaikpinterhumoris'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'off to bed. on to the world where 1+1 is not applicable as 2. i want to live in that destination. heaven on earth (or bed) ;p'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-977896542547352420?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/977896542547352420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=977896542547352420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/977896542547352420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/977896542547352420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/04/tweet-of-day.html' title='Tweet of the day'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4582565446699156222</id><published>2010-04-15T18:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T18:36:15.938+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Purple - Child In Time. 5STAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BJCTrolF3CY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BJCTrolF3CY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4582565446699156222?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4582565446699156222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4582565446699156222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4582565446699156222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4582565446699156222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/04/deep-purple-child-in-time-5star.html' title='Deep Purple - Child In Time. 5STAR!'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3596841066041398011</id><published>2010-04-15T00:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T00:10:37.830+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin Button</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S8X3ANd31cI/AAAAAAAAALI/OFF2VDaEtcA/s1600/benj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S8X3ANd31cI/AAAAAAAAALI/OFF2VDaEtcA/s200/benj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460041706243610050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Button: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes we're on a collision course, and we just don't know it. Whether it's by accident or by design, there's not a thing we can do about it. A woman in Paris was on her way to go shopping, but she had forgotten her coat - went back to get it. When she had gotten her coat, the phone had rung, so she'd stopped to answer it; talked for a couple of minutes. While the woman was on the phone, Daisy was rehearsing for a performance at the Paris Opera House. And while she was rehearsing, the woman, off the phone now, had gone outside to get a taxi. Now a taxi driver had dropped off a fare earlier and had stopped to get a cup of coffee. And all the while, Daisy was rehearsing. And this cab driver, who dropped off the earlier fare; who'd stopped to get the cup of coffee, had picked up the lady who was going to shopping, and had missed getting an earlier cab. The taxi had to stop for a man crossing the street, who had left for work five minutes later than he normally did, because he forgot to set off his alarm. While that man, late for work, was crossing the street, Daisy had finished rehearsing, and was taking a shower. And while Daisy was showering, the taxi was waiting outside a boutique for the woman to pick up a package, which hadn't been wrapped yet, because the girl who was supposed to wrap it had broken up with her boyfriend the night before, and forgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the package was wrapped, the woman, who was back in the cab, was blocked by a delivery truck, all the while Daisy was getting dressed. The delivery truck pulled away and the taxi was able to move, while Daisy, the last to be dressed, waited for one of her friends, who had broken a shoelace. While the taxi was stopped, waiting for a traffic light, Daisy and her friend came out the back of the theater. And if only one thing had happened differently: if that shoelace hadn't broken; or that delivery truck had moved moments earlier; or that package had been wrapped and ready, because the girl hadn't broken up with her boyfriend; or that man had set his alarm and got up five minutes earlier; or that taxi driver hadn't stopped for a cup of coffee; or that woman had remembered her coat, and got into an earlier cab, Daisy and her friend would've crossed the street, and the taxi would've driven by. But life being what it is - a series of intersecting lives and incidents, out of anyone's control - that taxi did not go by, and that driver was momentarily distracted, and that taxi hit Daisy, and her leg was crushed. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3596841066041398011?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3596841066041398011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3596841066041398011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3596841066041398011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3596841066041398011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/04/benjamin-button.html' title='Benjamin Button'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S8X3ANd31cI/AAAAAAAAALI/OFF2VDaEtcA/s72-c/benj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-596808468546909765</id><published>2010-03-28T18:24:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:28:38.113+07:00</updated><title type='text'>earth hour !</title><content type='html'>oh yea yesterday i did earth hour! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S689RyT2fwI/AAAAAAAAALA/zwpZQ0KeSS8/s1600/earthour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S689RyT2fwI/AAAAAAAAALA/zwpZQ0KeSS8/s200/earthour.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453645049541066498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also did poker.. in dark ! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-596808468546909765?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/596808468546909765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=596808468546909765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/596808468546909765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/596808468546909765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour.html' title='earth hour !'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S689RyT2fwI/AAAAAAAAALA/zwpZQ0KeSS8/s72-c/earthour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1185754906162108420</id><published>2010-03-28T17:11:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:37:16.557+07:00</updated><title type='text'>percussion in the name of sensation. God, i love my generation</title><content type='html'>with the title above, you know i sound quite sleepy enough to be thrown to a lake without me knowing. sleepy is as sleepy does. &lt;br /&gt;sorry blog, i haven't updated you for like.. 2 years, 3 ? yup. 3 years haven't writing to you. man, what a long time. so wella, let's start with the things i've recently done and been doing (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Stage Crew of 'Oliver Twist'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's exactly named that.. but the name doesn't fit the proportion of the actual job that lies inside the name really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so many students got accepted to this particular job actually, and yeah you can say on one side, i got pretty lucky there. In fact, I've also been wanting to get involved in this theatrical show.. in which I did, but got out for preferring soccer as my extra activity at school. Now that I've gotten involved in this thing, i am very happy. plus i could also see the actors and actresses play some expressive act before the actual show. all i gotta do is just lifting tables and chairs for the play. it's 'relatively' boring i'll say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Films&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are current movies I've watched and what I think about it. well this is my blog, right? :p   the numbers are just a slight guess of what they may deserve in being compared to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Button :         5,00&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Island :          4,83&lt;br /&gt;Hachiko :                 4,65  &lt;br /&gt;No Country for Old Men :  4,77&lt;br /&gt;Forrest Gump :            4,53&lt;br /&gt;Alice in Wonderland :     4,33&lt;br /&gt;It's Complicated :        4,17&lt;br /&gt;Hurt Locker :             3,96&lt;br /&gt;Haunting in Connecticut : 3,82&lt;br /&gt;Green Zone :              3,47&lt;br /&gt;A Dangerous Man :         3,21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading 'What The Dog Saw'&lt;br /&gt;just passed by the 50th page. &lt;br /&gt;quite a pretty awesome book by Malcolm Gradwell I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : &lt;br /&gt;as indeed the sentence 'i love you' seems to not wanting in going out from my mouth. i just say it here anyway. I LOVE YOU. &lt;br /&gt;and if someone smiles right now, stop smiling, i'm not deserved to make you smile. i can't even say those 3 words, can i ?   no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extra : &lt;br /&gt;Haunting in Connecticut WILL ruin my night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1185754906162108420?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1185754906162108420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1185754906162108420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1185754906162108420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1185754906162108420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/03/percussion-in-name-of-sensation-god-i.html' title='percussion in the name of sensation. God, i love my generation'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2221780825885616540</id><published>2010-02-27T21:19:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:26:40.404+07:00</updated><title type='text'>27-02-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4kqUL_jOmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/S_tdlAOGHDg/s1600-h/chileeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4kqUL_jOmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/S_tdlAOGHDg/s200/chileeq.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442928150959045218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching cnn the great earthquake in chile. frustrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tweet of the day &lt;br /&gt;"Seperti perkalian. Sesuatu yang negatif ditambah sesuatu yang positif akan menghasilkan sesuatu yang negatif"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its east to be vice president. you dont have to do anything " -Joe Biden-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2221780825885616540?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2221780825885616540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2221780825885616540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2221780825885616540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2221780825885616540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/02/27-02-10.html' title='27-02-10'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4kqUL_jOmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/S_tdlAOGHDg/s72-c/chileeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2825511642780040349</id><published>2010-02-26T23:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:04:56.412+07:00</updated><title type='text'>26-02-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4f8pG1Ja2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/fQT9CiN0M0I/s1600-h/paulus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4f8pG1Ja2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/fQT9CiN0M0I/s200/paulus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442596457838898018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4f8o-OXwuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MvFyymPrlCc/s1600-h/lenka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4f8o-OXwuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MvFyymPrlCc/s200/lenka.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442596455528776418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i mostly spent my times in mr. paulus' house (my teacher) studied math, played poker and just sang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. i just love lenka. goshh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : if you want poker chips in fb, just chat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2825511642780040349?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2825511642780040349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2825511642780040349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2825511642780040349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2825511642780040349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/02/26-02-10.html' title='26-02-10'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4f8pG1Ja2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/fQT9CiN0M0I/s72-c/paulus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3216866733190269388</id><published>2010-02-23T22:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:03:40.567+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4P8EHHYC1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/K6xUQ9N0lLI/s1600-h/poker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 106px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4P8EHHYC1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/K6xUQ9N0lLI/s200/poker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441469922353351506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4P70gDvKcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fCYv8gSZueI/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4P70gDvKcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fCYv8gSZueI/s200/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441469654171068866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played poker today. have 222k now.&lt;br /&gt;going to watch the champions league match tonight! yeay for that!&lt;br /&gt;goodluck yang besok ulangan mid ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3216866733190269388?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3216866733190269388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3216866733190269388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3216866733190269388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3216866733190269388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-played-poker-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4P8EHHYC1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/K6xUQ9N0lLI/s72-c/poker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2543464945890786941</id><published>2010-02-21T22:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:15:32.072+07:00</updated><title type='text'>21-02-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4FN_SC5IxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rt8Gs1HgIbs/s1600-h/gingkobiloba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4FN_SC5IxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rt8Gs1HgIbs/s200/gingkobiloba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440715574411338514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4FNolmP1lI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WNbZV3i_FTI/s1600-h/conifera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4FNolmP1lI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WNbZV3i_FTI/s200/conifera.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440715184522909266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araucaria sp.  ginkobiloba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well biology made my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2543464945890786941?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2543464945890786941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2543464945890786941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2543464945890786941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2543464945890786941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/02/21-02-09.html' title='21-02-09'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S4FN_SC5IxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rt8Gs1HgIbs/s72-c/gingkobiloba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1012525983230034821</id><published>2010-02-19T19:44:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:04:43.871+07:00</updated><title type='text'>19-02-10 (2)</title><content type='html'>so what up guys?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1012525983230034821?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1012525983230034821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1012525983230034821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1012525983230034821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1012525983230034821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-while-ya-since-i-last-posted-d.html' title='19-02-10 (2)'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2465101049107916521</id><published>2010-02-19T18:32:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:02:36.440+07:00</updated><title type='text'>19-02-10</title><content type='html'>its been a while ya since i last posted :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lebih seru dan mengarah ke twitter. aaa sorry bloggie pasti marah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea i will use this blog to just share videos and pics aja ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sama tweet of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S36JfUIavsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dKqe3TJezFk/s1600-h/tylergrady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S36JfUIavsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dKqe3TJezFk/s200/tylergrady.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439936570983104194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyler grady (y) top 24 american idol season 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S36KZIHFNjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jINnBbB0qPo/s1600-h/janellwheeler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S36KZIHFNjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jINnBbB0qPo/s200/janellwheeler.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439937564188685874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janell wheeler (y) top 24 american idol season 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is full of acts. Cmon act people. Act if you're a better person everyday. You will be better, indefinitely."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;oh yeaaah and please add my myspace if you have one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/521705727&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2465101049107916521?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2465101049107916521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2465101049107916521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2465101049107916521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2465101049107916521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/02/myspace.html' title='19-02-10'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/S36JfUIavsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dKqe3TJezFk/s72-c/tylergrady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1153008140246378312</id><published>2010-02-19T17:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:38:53.188+07:00</updated><title type='text'>alice in wonderland (y)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=102864065'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width='425px' height='360px' &gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true'/&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'/&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=102864065,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor='/&gt;&lt;embed src='http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=102864065,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor=' width='425' height='360' allowFullScreen='true' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1153008140246378312?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1153008140246378312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1153008140246378312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1153008140246378312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1153008140246378312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/02/alice-in-wonderland-y.html' title='alice in wonderland (y)'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2711216237050152997</id><published>2010-01-16T22:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:53:39.621+07:00</updated><title type='text'>akhirnya</title><content type='html'>wueets akhikrnya saya mengupdate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2711216237050152997?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2711216237050152997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2711216237050152997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2711216237050152997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2711216237050152997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2010/01/akhirnya.html' title='akhirnya'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-8524165740427739579</id><published>2009-12-21T18:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:05:40.556+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tugas refleksi</title><content type='html'>MUSIKALISASI PUISI&lt;br /&gt;Ruben Abdulrachman XB/5&lt;br /&gt;Rabu, 17 Desember 2009 adalah hari mataku terbuka. Hari dimana aku mengetahui bahwa seni itu bukan hanya sekedar yang indah, yang membuat orang tercengang yang tidak bisa diungkapkan kata-kata lagi. Seni tidak bisa kita sadari keadaannya hanya dengan indera-indera yang ada di luar diri kita sebagai manusia ciptaanNya. Seni dapat dirasakan dari dalam diri kita, jiwa kita dan batin kita. Sebuah puisi yang dibawakan seseorang bisa kita lihat dan bisa kita dengar. Kita bisa mengaguminya, dan tercengang akan keindahannya.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sesungguhnya itu bukan seni, seni akan diinterpretasikan orang dalam arti yang berbeda-beda, saya menganggap seni adalah sesuatu yang dirasakan dalam hati manusia. Gabungan dari seluruh insani kehidupan dan membagikannya rata pada seluruh jiwa kita yang membuat kita bersyukur kepada Tuhan akan indahnya dunia, akan kesedihan yang kita dapat rasakan. akan cinta yang Tuhan anugrahkan pada kita untuk disebarkan pada semua orang demi memperoleh arti tujuan kehidupan.&lt;br /&gt; Bila dilihat dari Kamus Besar Bahasa Indonesia (KBBI) Seni adalah&lt;br /&gt;1 keahlian membuat karya yg bermutu (dilihat dari segi kehalusannya, keindahannya)&lt;br /&gt; 2 karya yg diciptakan dng keahlian yg luar biasa, spt tari, lukisan, ukiran, musik; seniman tari sering juga menciptakan -- susastra yg indah;&lt;br /&gt; Seni ada berbagai macam, ada seni lukis, seni ukir, seni tari, seni musik, dll&lt;br /&gt;Sumber seni yang saya pada saat itu terima adalah seni musik. Dengan aransemen lagu dan nada yang indah, puisi yang tadinya hanya bisa saya lihat dan dengar menjadi nyata dan musik lah yang menghidupkan itu semua. Ahmad Mundjid memberikan presentasi yang baik akan hal ini dan saya senang mendengarnya. &lt;br /&gt;Pertamanya memang saya sedikit malas melihat apa yang akan diadakan di sekolah pagi itu, terlihat seorang pria dan 2 orang wanita duduk untuk menjelaskan sesuatu, pastinya teman-teman dan saya hanya fokus pada wanitanya. Wajar saja sekolah kami memang all-boys school. Namun, ketika mereka membawakan sebuah sepotong karya musik yang begitu indahnya, saya terpana. Mungkin saya merasakan kebosanan yang sangat mendalam, atau inilah yang banyak orang sebut dengan 'seni'. &lt;br /&gt;Saya sering merasakan seni. Ia itu tumbuh dimana-mana. Ketika menonton film penuh arti 2012, Christmas Carol, Laskar Pelangi, birama musik jazz pada konser Jason Mraz di javajazz, musik pop pada irama band 'The Beatles', melihat pameran lukisan di hotel tempat mama bekerja, indahnya pohon natal yang besar, air terjun Niagara Falls, pantai Kuta Bali, pegunungan Bromo, berjalan-jalan di National Art Museum, Canada,  dan lain-lain. &lt;br /&gt;Namun saat itu berbeda, saya diajak sendiri untuk 'membuat' salah satu seni. Seni musik. Lagu yang kita sekelompok buat, ditampilkan di depan teman-teman. Sungguh pengalaman yang indah. Perasaan tenang yang mendalam muncul di dalam hati saya saat itu. &lt;br /&gt;Yang saya pelajari adalah seni ada di sekitar kita dan yang selalu menemani hidup kita yang membimbing kita agar selalu hidup di dunia ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ngecap banget ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8524165740427739579?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8524165740427739579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8524165740427739579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8524165740427739579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8524165740427739579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/12/tugas-refleksi-bullshit.html' title='tugas refleksi'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1758237235186754664</id><published>2009-12-11T16:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:02:35.949+07:00</updated><title type='text'>desperate as indonesian</title><content type='html'>enlighten me what part of 'you're a liar' you don't understand, mr. president?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1758237235186754664?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1758237235186754664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1758237235186754664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1758237235186754664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1758237235186754664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/12/desperate-as-indonesian.html' title='desperate as indonesian'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4670568992976303761</id><published>2009-12-08T11:19:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:28:54.712+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ulum geography</title><content type='html'>.sitting in this exam room thinking nothing&lt;br /&gt;.hoping for a good mark with not more than 2-hour studying&lt;br /&gt;.how can i be brightly shining?&lt;br /&gt;.all i can do is just whining&lt;br /&gt;.my heart feels like writing&lt;br /&gt;.going across the feeling of cheating&lt;br /&gt;.how can the world accept me living?&lt;br /&gt;.if all i can do is loving&lt;br /&gt;.by reading this you make my heart dancing&lt;br /&gt;.discovering the ocean so deep, you got me drowning&lt;br /&gt;.searching what's the real life meaning&lt;br /&gt;.can't stop thinking if i see you what i should be saying&lt;br /&gt;.a thousand words can be written and you'll be my only craving&lt;br /&gt;.beyond my laughing, i'm deeply crying&lt;br /&gt;.this letter is thought, under the sun rising&lt;br /&gt;.to you, my darling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4670568992976303761?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4670568992976303761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4670568992976303761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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it comes with a terrible timing. i just felt like writing here today. i started to feel that i'm changed a lot, which most of my best friends have been telling me about. i did less talk for some time, i made many arguments and ridiculous deep mocks. i judged people by how they are seen. i hoped much but zero act (in a desperate way). i fought with my mother so many times. i blamed some people for what they do for me. i never think of anyone else. maybe that's what i just thought. i dont know what exactly why i'm feeling this. i know that love hurts but this is not right. not right. not right! i want to be a yes man! god i just need a medicine. may this day and this post be the last sign  of the old me. it's just words and words will never work to make the new me. i just feel a bit better writing here. thanks blog. thank you. good morning everyone!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recent songs i love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bob dylan : mr. tambourine man, blowin in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;-queen : bohemian rhapsody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8555355653974868475?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8555355653974868475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8555355653974868475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8555355653974868475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8555355653974868475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/12/richtig.html' title='richtig'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3432155553084003958</id><published>2009-11-19T16:20:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:20:47.548+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the truth</title><content type='html'>it's just that you are too special for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3432155553084003958?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3432155553084003958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4603209613504476969</id><published>2009-11-08T19:57:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:57:56.537+07:00</updated><title type='text'>for so long</title><content type='html'>males ngepost :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so long&lt;br /&gt;You and me been finding each other for so long&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling that I feel for you is more then strong , girl&lt;br /&gt;Take it from me&lt;br /&gt;If you give a little more then youre asking for&lt;br /&gt;Your love will turn the key&lt;br /&gt;Darling mine&lt;br /&gt;I would wait forever for those lips of wine&lt;br /&gt;Build my world around you , darling&lt;br /&gt;This love will shine girl&lt;br /&gt;Watch it and see&lt;br /&gt;If you give a little more then youre asking for&lt;br /&gt;Your love will turn the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I , I just want to be your evrything&lt;br /&gt;Open up the heaven in your heart and let me be&lt;br /&gt;The things you are to me and not some puppet on a string&lt;br /&gt;Oh , if I stay here without you , darling , I will die&lt;br /&gt;I want you laying in the love I have to bring&lt;br /&gt;Id do anything to be your evrything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling for so long&lt;br /&gt;You and me been finding each other for so long&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling that I feel for you is more then strong girl&lt;br /&gt;Take it from me&lt;br /&gt;If you give a little more then youre asking for&lt;br /&gt;Your love will turn the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I , I just want to be your evrything&lt;br /&gt;Open up the heaven in your heart and let me be&lt;br /&gt;The things you are to me and not some puppet on a string&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if I stay here without you , darling , I will die&lt;br /&gt;I want you laying in the love I have to bring&lt;br /&gt;Id do anything to be your evrything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4603209613504476969?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4603209613504476969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4603209613504476969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4603209613504476969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4603209613504476969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-so-long.html' title='for so long'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4734261678037494813</id><published>2009-10-06T22:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:26:57.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma</title><content type='html'>lately it's been a very bad situation for me. i have been facing some kind of dilemma. i just couldn't think straight what i should be doing is right or wrong. i feel like a 10-year-old kid again, living in a world full of entertainment in this era of globalization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that studying some subjects in the senior high is just to spend a lot of time, changes mindset about some things and wasting many megabytes of my brain. well maybe its not the subject that's useless but the way the teachers give some material. for example, geography. the meaning of some points was a total blur. the teacher came in to class, wrote some sentences on the board, stopped a while and began to talk very randomly. i mean it, random. plutonious language, if there is such any language. when the test is up, i spent or i think we spent just 20-30 minutes memorizing them. we managed to memorized but we just barely got the meaning. well maybe i learned something from the movie that he shows us, but he didnt explain anything to us before nor after it. it was a nerve-wracking experience (the memorizing), maybe good for our brains? but i dont think so. we are forced to memorize and not to think logically. same thing as in sociology. and yet to tell you i'm nobody to give this argument. i'm not infallible (lol) it's a D-I-L-E-M-M-A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i also don't know why i'm getting a bit excited about some music of the bee gees. there are 'i started a joke','how deep is your love?','words','massachusetts','to love somebody','for so long','saturday night fever','more than a woman' and many more. please people.. help me get back to the real time! but i believe these songs were some top real mind-blowing pieces of notes that rocked the generation in the late 60s and 70s. it continues through now and will never, ever.. be broken. well, classic songs never die really :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad i'm updating my blog. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4734261678037494813?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4734261678037494813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4734261678037494813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4734261678037494813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4734261678037494813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/10/dilemma.html' title='dilemma'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-653079061227569079</id><published>2009-10-05T11:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:29:04.846+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i started a joke</title><content type='html'>I started a joke, which started the whole world crying,&lt;br /&gt;But I didnt see that the joke was on me, oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to cry, which started the whole world laughing,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if Id only seen that the joke was on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the skies, running my hands over my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And I fell out of bed, hurting my head from things that Id said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til I finally died, which started the whole world living,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if Id only seen that the joke was on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the skies, running my hands over my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And I fell out of bed, hurting my head from things that Id said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til I finally died, which started the whole world living,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if Id only seen that the joke was one me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-653079061227569079?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/653079061227569079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=653079061227569079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/653079061227569079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/653079061227569079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-started-joke.html' title='i started a joke'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-8715337524744135959</id><published>2009-10-05T11:20:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:20:28.682+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bee gees - to love somebody</title><content type='html'>Theres a light&lt;br /&gt;A certain kind of light&lt;br /&gt;That never shone on me&lt;br /&gt;I want my life to be lived with you&lt;br /&gt;Lived with you&lt;br /&gt;Theres a way everybody say&lt;br /&gt;To do each and every little thing&lt;br /&gt;But what does it bring&lt;br /&gt;If I aint got you, aint got ?&lt;br /&gt;You dont know what its like, baby&lt;br /&gt;You dont know what its like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love somebody&lt;br /&gt;To love somebody&lt;br /&gt;To love somebody&lt;br /&gt;The way I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my brain&lt;br /&gt;I see your face again&lt;br /&gt;I know my frame of mind&lt;br /&gt;You aint got to be so blind&lt;br /&gt;And Im blind, so very blind&lt;br /&gt;Im a man, cant you see&lt;br /&gt;What I am&lt;br /&gt;I live and breathe for you&lt;br /&gt;But what good does it do&lt;br /&gt;If I aint got you, aint got ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8715337524744135959?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4048254428457858422</id><published>2009-08-18T19:52:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:52:53.114+07:00</updated><title type='text'>18.08.09</title><content type='html'>today i went to school with a hugely-depressed face. there's gonna be a physics test. i couldnt study for it the night before because my science course teacher was still in anyer to have some kind of refreshing in the holiday. his name is mr. paulus hoa tjiang tan :) so it was absolutely a total disaster for me. during the test, i slightly think that sometimes i just prefer social science than nature science. but i'll never stop trying to go to the nature science class. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, i did obligatory art. it was choir. i liked it very much because the teacher is my favorite. pak i wayan trinada. with his style of distinct and responsible, he taught us some very good life points. he also delivers them well. besides it, he also taught us singing. well of course.. it's singing class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after-school, i played some badminton, i wanna make it a routine activity to losing my weights. then.. from 8 until now i'm watching desperate house wives. it's very good indeed. yeah its sexually and creatively good i'll say. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4048254428457858422?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4048254428457858422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4048254428457858422' title='0 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bendera 64 tahun berdirinya indonesia"</title><content type='html'>well, frankly saying i'm a bit awkward to this blog. hey bloggy:) there are things that just made me cant post. actually there were some great certain points of my life happening a few time ago like.. percasis, experience studying in senior high school, my holiday and maany moooree.. well i'll always remember those moments with my senior canisians in my mind. firstly i just wanna say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday indonesia..  terus berjaya. merdeka merdeka merdeka !!&lt;br /&gt;(apasih apasih)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's now been 64 years since indonesia announced its first declaration of existing in the world. i love you indonesia.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i watched the film '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;merah putih&lt;/span&gt;'. it's very dramatically quite good. i was more proud of being an indonesian than ever but then also quite offended of being half dutch. i like how the indonesians army from many places come together and speak with their own dialect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good sentence : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bila satu orang petani dari sulawesi ini melawan si priyayi anak kota dari jakarta itu, maka siapakah yang akan menang?...  BELANDA! (sambil menunjuk ke atas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral aspect :&lt;br /&gt;there are 2 ways to die in that circumstance. first is to die in vain. second is to die with honors. well, you just have to believe that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;however in life you are gonna die&lt;/span&gt;. the main question is just.. how. so let us believe that however our journey of life's gonna end. its just how you make your life. meaningful or meaningless.  -i made it up.. yes i really made it up myself:)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today special things happened, in the morning it was a good morning for all of us indonesians. i opened my eyes at 6. and felt very proud to be indonesian. i did the ceremony at my school. after that, i cant wait to do 'pesta rakyat', it's like a competition of some kinds of games that usually be done during this time. i was in the 'tarik tambang' group. there are 2 group consisted of 10 people each. with a strong rope, we had to pull it to opposite sides. the team who pulls more at certain distance wins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we actually win four times.. and we won! team x-b won. we are the only 10th graders who won a game of the pesta rakyat.. ::)) then i went home gathering with my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4376723791157619848?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4376723791157619848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4376723791157619848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4376723791157619848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4376723791157619848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/08/upacara-pengibaran-bendera-64-tahun.html' title='&quot;upacara pengibaran bendera 64 tahun berdirinya indonesia&quot;'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-7775869214682486330</id><published>2009-07-09T23:27:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:18:06.645+07:00</updated><title type='text'>michael jackson</title><content type='html'>hey guys sorry its been so long since i last posted something in this beloved blog of mine. to be honest i was just so lazy to update this thing. there are some things that i'd like to tell. firstly i wanna say how relieved i was when i heard that i was one of those who graduate from canisius college junior high school! yeah it sounds good.. haha i wont care anymore about a thing that lies in it. well probably the certificate and diploma for now. i'm also happy to get.. well.. quite a good score for me.. for the national test. i got an average of a 9! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly.. i hate to accept that michael jackson the king of pop.. the entertainer that i had loved since i was a 5 year-old when my father used to listen to his songs died. i just dont know that God was thinking. well probably its the best for him and for us and for the world. he's the best singer ive ever known. some things that made me love him since i was a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. his 14-minute video clip of "thriller" is the first ever music video clip that has ever brought by a singer.&lt;br /&gt;2. he didnt change his skin. he has a disease that changes his skin.. named fertiligo&lt;br /&gt;3. moonwalk and zero-gravity movement is his creation&lt;br /&gt;4. his songs are about cultures differences, friendship, love, support and also care for the world and races. &lt;br /&gt;5. his sound is exclusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you were the king. i also know you'll always be the king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show jesus some moonwalk, jacko!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-7775869214682486330?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/7775869214682486330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2955277416396598474</id><published>2009-06-03T22:05:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:34:54.766+07:00</updated><title type='text'>manchester united fc, barcelona fc</title><content type='html'>oh yeah fellows you know what? it has been since a looong time ago that i firstly supported manchester united fc. i've loved it i dont know why not because of the players who play in there but because its manchester united! i think i've felt the way the real supporters have. i supported them so much whenever where ever and whatever the situation's like. i once watched them when they were in the fa cup final a few years ago in the hospital room! i was sick because of my stomach was terribly felt wrong. im asked not to be so tired and just had to stay sitting on the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 06-07 final when they were playing chelsea. my friends (5) and i watched it anxiously. we were all manchester united supporters and so in the room we're just singing glory glory man united the whole time. the nurses seem not to be very pleased with it and going in and out the room telling us to be more quiet. i even said to her that we couldnt! i said that we had to do that. we once yelled so hard after the marvelous attack by the one and only cristiano ronaldo. well, we must end sadly after the lucky win by didier drogba's goal in the 116 min. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. there's something that i want to tell you. im also gonna support barcelona fc. well, i just like how the players fit in with each other and how they play fast and beautiful. i know it's a little bit contrast with the situation that a few time ago they beat man united by 2-0 in the champions league final. but i just wanna admit it that they were superb that time. the player that i like there is Thierry Henry. no surprise though, Messi is like a donkey to me. haha. it's actually just the beginning of it. i still really want to know more about the club. but yeah please welcome me barca supporters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2955277416396598474?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2955277416396598474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2955277416396598474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2955277416396598474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2955277416396598474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/06/manchester-united-fc-barcelona-fc.html' title='manchester united fc, barcelona fc'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1576701667244695517</id><published>2009-06-03T15:26:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:54:55.124+07:00</updated><title type='text'>cheaters</title><content type='html'>hey everybody i just wanna post a lil bit something here in my bloggy because it's been a while i left it in bed. firstly i wanna say happy birthday to my beloved father KUSNIA MALEBARI ABDULRACHMAN that just celebrated his the 58th year of his age. he was born in the 1st of june 1951. you might be thinking that he's so lucky that he wasnt born the previous year when the netherlands were still trying to get indonesia back in 1950. yeah he probably was though. but in fact 34 years later, he married a dutch girl who turned out to be my mother who's named ursula soraya spiro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually also going to say happy birthday to levana laksimicitra sani who also just celebrated her birthday. its the 17th to her. the party i was invited by her was awesome. there were maliq &amp; the essentials and also vj daniels. how cool can that be? super cool.. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for the birthday people, lets go on to today. theres something special today, i went to the tennis courts! i went and played there with my mother &amp; brother. it was actually a bit tiring. i had forgotten that today i would actually play tennis. i slept at 1 am yesterday. lol. but nevermind.. i just want to be in shape. i mean literally in shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went home and just chilling in the house watching tv. i watched women's world 10 ball billiard championship. it was actually pretty good. well, absolutely better than me.. i mean it was pretty good compared to the famous men like fransisco bustamante, efren reyes, yang ching shun, and many more. all the good opportunities were used perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last thing that i also want to share to you is the movie that i watched earlier today. its named "cheaters". it interested me just by looking at the title. though but i didnt get the meaning of it. okay let me tell you the storyline, its actually based on a true story. in 1995, there's a high school named steinmetz high school. their students were crafty, also the teachers. they once joined the united states academic decathlon and cheated all of them by remembering the answers. see how it all broke up and got caught. you must see it. its still on hbo for a week! well its not quite a good movie though but just interested me well. you know ive been loving all the based-on-a-true-story heroic movies. they're like without limits (steve prefontaine) and searching for bobby fischer (joshua waitzkin). for more information about "cheaters" just go to this link http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Academic_Decathlon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1576701667244695517?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1576701667244695517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1576701667244695517' title='0 Comments'/><link 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nothing special, i just went to the prototype camp meeting, might be the biggest one, the thing was there werent so many people who came. but after that, i went to grand indonesia to watch a movie with my brother, ray, mike, gaby, ivan and nadia. we watched arn : the knight templar. actually it was a pretty good movie. the story was about a good knight who was raised in a chapel to be a monk. but suddenly he fell in love and sleep with a nun. they both have to be seperated for a long time. it took place back in 1138. the storyline was quite unpredictable. and also i like how they put the story in pieces one by one. it really makes you think though. it was really way more than i had expected. with a heroic and ultimate graphic motion, ill have to admit it is a knockout for the based on jan guillou's novels movie. 7 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: yeah you must be wondering what the title's for. actually i just wanna say that i played badminton today! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8830739774667920399?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8830739774667920399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8830739774667920399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8830739774667920399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8830739774667920399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/05/badminton-fun.html' title='badminton fun'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4929921193332175081</id><published>2009-05-28T22:25:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T00:09:27.136+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what an outing</title><content type='html'>the people who live in my house might have probably been guessing where in the hell i had gone. i was out of my house perhaps about 34 hours with a 4-hour stop. yeah, awesomely awesome. it was a wonderful and very fun trip. firstly i want to say happy birthday to my dearest and so awesome gang that we made at the end of the first grade POKAWANG. i joined it when i was a newly student of the second grade though, but i'll NEVER go to regret it. you can see how its made and me being declared in friendster sooo long time ago. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sh6zBY8VVgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2tqhzSJpPWo/s1600-h/pokez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sh6zBY8VVgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2tqhzSJpPWo/s200/pokez.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340903044564735490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the 27th of may of 2009 or yesterday was the 2nd birthday of my gang. surely we're so excited. we know that there's gonna be something special to do in the day. and yeah you're right. its the perfect moment for us because we can also watch the champions league final between mu and barca together in some place. 2 days ago i started the day going to the school at 7am. we took photographs for yearbook and listen to some shits that tells us what and how to join the alumni group of canisius college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home at 10 and go to daryls house to go to ex to play a bit of billiard and watch terminator: the salvation. gratefully, i was able to take my ex q-billiard title back from daryl by the score of 7-5 at the first set and also 7-5 at the second set. then straight to the movie, terminator the salvation is a perfect match for somebody who's interested in action movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was actually still related to the last movies about robots and the human-kind. the robots are stronger and unevitable, while the men are still week, longer to act, but have better mind and heart. it really reflects the way we live these days. it seems that great technology like blackberry and laptops are trying to colonize our minds not to think the simple way of doing somethings. well, if you think you are not one of them, why are you reading this post? we all got that kind of "pandemic disease", and its the real one that really influences our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the movie, actually i was kinda bored in the middle of the film and so i slept for about 10-15 minutes. it was weird that i knew when i started to sleep and when i woke up. there were some parts of the movie thats actually monotone. i knew whats going to happen like the part when the girl and the guy who's actually a robot designed to kill someone are going to escape. i just knew it. lol. overall, maybe its a 7,5 out of 10 movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to starbucks to chill for half an hour. the good part's coming, the nine of us went to satoo, the all-you-can-eat fine dining japanese restaurant. it was undeniably awesome, a big-money-worth-to-cost package. we got food from all around the world with their many peculiarities with just paying about 20 US$. i ate 5 full-plates of food there. enough to make me kinda sick later the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later the night, we went to ex to play some billiard again. we ordered alcoholic drinks. while playing, i had this feeling that i was a lil bit more emotional than me before drinking. well believe me you dont want to know the full story. suddenly i was so pissed off after i missed a very high opportunity of putting all the balls in and broke the tip of a billiard stick! i was panic and my heartbeat definitely went up up  up. it was such a good experience. lol. "I'M NEVER DRINKING AGAIN" quoted from eurotrip, if you know what i mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we went to daryl later that night and watched the champions league final...............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;....................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;....................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;...........................................dont wanna talk about that so lucky match of barca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, early in the morning we watched the semifinals of the basketball conference between lakers and nuggets. lakers won, and the score became 3-2. selamat ya daryl. in the afternoon, rene evan and i went to mall kelapa gading to play some billiard and bowling. we also saw my ic friends there, lalaaaa xeniaaaa and inaaaas.. feel sorry for them because i didnt even go together with them. well, back to the story, i played bowling with rene. we both sucked in the first game, but i actually did pretty good in the second game. won 78-61 ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after it, we went to timezone. we were so lucky, we played this game that'll give you lots of tickets if you're lucky. we were awesome. imagine this. in just 10 minutes, with Rp 25000,00, we had 187 tickets. believe me? i dont... lol. we exchanged it with drinks and 27 mentos es. we then went home.. not just that simple to go home from mall kelapa gading. i had a trouble. i told my driver to pick me up in the place that i was dropped. i accidentally was dropped in mall kelapa gading 2, but i remembered it as in mall kelapa gading 3! a perfect disaster! had to wait for 2 hours! rene and i were just like cats and mouses with my driver, said lala. got home at 9. so 7-10, 13-12, 13-21. 30 hours in total out of 34. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and goodbye&lt;br /&gt;-ruben abdulrachman reporting from ruben's life cooperation-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4929921193332175081?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4929921193332175081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4929921193332175081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4929921193332175081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4929921193332175081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-outing.html' title='what an outing'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sh6zBY8VVgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2tqhzSJpPWo/s72-c/pokez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-5636466304980633452</id><published>2009-05-22T23:32:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:45:21.306+07:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday rules</title><content type='html'>2 days ago the exams were over. i was so happy to know that i dont even have to think of studying anymore for the next fuckin awesome 7 weeks! well, actually i didnt quite do well on the last exams. i cheated a lot though, so yeah it's a pass for me. wanna know how much? just imagine me not studying at all for the art and computer for the last day. i went to school with a blank mind and was given the-very-difficult-and-the-one-thats-almost-impossible-to-answer papers of questions that i would just then squeeze it very hard. it was a total disaster for me for the first 30 minutes or so. i panicked so bad. well, i was in the middle of a very big chance of not going to the senior high! lol:) however, with my good eyes and ears (i believe so), i went out of the door with my big evil smile on my face and live happily ever after! i'd asked my friends to go out but none of them wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a good day, i went to ex with my friend marvin to watch night at the museum 2 and play billiard. actually it was going to be 4 of my interchange friends, but again we had failed to gather up for many times. it was a fun day though, play billiard for like 2 hours and watch movie together. i know it sounds like a total gay watching and playing billiard together but we're just like brothers. no bad feelings at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night at the museum 2 was just such a not bad movie. yea yea i know it's heroic and all that emotionally touching stuff by a romantic and fictional movie with such a great actor like ben stiller, but it's just way out of the standard. you cant add both funny, heroic, fiction and animation all in one friggin movie. it scares the hell out of you but once it also makes you laugh so hard. but overall it's a ben stiller movie, how could he didnt interest anyone? i'll give it a 8 out of 10. &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;               HAPPINESS IS WORTH A BIG FIGHT, WORTH A GREAT EFFORT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets go on to today. this was an awesome day. i started the day by waking up at 8. went to daryls house and watch eurotrip! it was a funny but strange movie. well, doesnt have any interesting storyline to tell and just plain white. here i'll tell ya. a man started to mail with his penpal (girl) in berlin, and so they both fall in love but there's a misunderstanding that made the girl blocked him. he intended to go to berlin to find her but stucked and went around europe. first he went to england, france, amsterdam, berlin, but then to italy i guess. what the hell man, just go to fuckin germany! it's not actually intended to be a good movie i think, it just has to be funny silly movie and yea it was hilarious! gonna have to say 7 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to ex to fight for the title of billiard with daryl. it's on daryl for a meeting. we played awesome together, none of us was very very.. very upset with our shots. firstly we had fun and making ourselves ready for the title by playing around for 1,5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it began. i won the first set 7-5 kinda easily. it spent for like 1,5 hours though. but the thing was coming at the second set. it made me nervous. i lost the first 3 games. was not happy to accept the 3-0 score, i won 4 consecutive games. daryl was also on fire and made it up to 5-4. i knew that if daryl won the next game, it would be a trouble for me, i decided to take the games very very seriously afterwards. yeah god loves me, i made it 7-5. woo what a tough match, for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then watch angels and demons. it's a perfect movie. an awesome combination of a religious situation in vatican, moment of retribution to the illuminati and also the realistic of the real religion of catholic.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Shbigqd3MdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/E1G7iiFO-vY/s1600-h/222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Shbigqd3MdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/E1G7iiFO-vY/s200/222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338703459077534162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this picture. try to read it. it was earth, air, fire and water. now is the coolest part ever, try to look it back wards. it'a also earth air fire and water. in fact all the illuminati writing that i'd found's all like this. google it if u dont believe me! overall it's a fantastic movie, i like the way they put many different angle of view. very different to vantage point. i'm gonna give it a perfect ten! go illuminati! well, i was kinda disappointed to know that galileo galilei wasnt a member of the illuminati. he died in 1642 but illuminati was founded in 1776. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-5636466304980633452?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/5636466304980633452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=5636466304980633452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/5636466304980633452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/5636466304980633452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-rules.html' title='holiday rules'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Shbigqd3MdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/E1G7iiFO-vY/s72-c/222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3183316639434260245</id><published>2009-05-22T09:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:08:05.358+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tadinya sih mau ngepost tapi ntaran aja deh</title><content type='html'>see you tonight after going to ex.  bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a very meaningful post this is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3183316639434260245?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3183316639434260245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3183316639434260245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3183316639434260245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3183316639434260245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/05/tadinya-sih-mau-ngepost-tapi-ntaran-aja.html' title='tadinya sih mau ngepost tapi ntaran aja deh'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1651061986524674893</id><published>2009-05-20T21:14:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:16:40.375+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man United, Unity of the real Men</title><content type='html'>Yeah they are good. they won the epl and i knew that it would happen.&lt;br /&gt;But the main thing is if they havent won the champions league, its not the real them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champions League&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have always believed we were going to win it again," said Ronaldo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is what we have been trying to do and now we are in the final, so we have a great opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was not an easy match. Arsenal  are a good team, so to score three goals at their own ground is just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The whole team were superb and we deserve to be in the final."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1651061986524674893?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1651061986524674893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1651061986524674893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1651061986524674893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1651061986524674893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/05/man-united-unity-of-real-men.html' title='Man United, Unity of the real Men'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-8458211894615857220</id><published>2009-05-20T21:07:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:14:00.490+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the time has come</title><content type='html'>i'm so happy because for the next 7 weeks, well i wont have to study anymore. we've gone through all the exams and just now waiting for the results. i'm pretty sure that i'll go to senior high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAAAAAAAAAAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8458211894615857220?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8458211894615857220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8458211894615857220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8458211894615857220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8458211894615857220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-has-come.html' title='the time has come'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2326064587597268152</id><published>2009-05-12T20:42:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:21:40.993+07:00</updated><title type='text'>pokerface</title><content type='html'>today was the last day of the practical tests and it was physics for god sake! none of us really know understand what the practicums would be like. i was given the tests with daryl, dipta, rene and some of my other friends at 11, so we had to wait for 4 hours. i had so much fun in the class until 9.30 playing cards and talking. after that i went downstairs and played a bit of soccer. then, the time that i'd scared came. i went to the room just with big hope and smile. i got very lucky at first because i got the kinda easy one.. it's about magnet! well not too easy but compared to the other practicums, i'd better say yes. the second one was difficult. it was about boyle. i totally blanked. but when i was asked, i didnt make a mistake on any of pak budi's questions! yeah that's something to be proud of. well, pak budi's one of the most intelligent and experienced teacher in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably now you're wondering if the title has anything to do with the content.. well, after the test, beni and i were going to daryl's house to have some fun, after nobody wanted to go to any funner place.. actually richard and evan wanted to go, but i didnt feel very good to just go somewhere with just 2 friends. at daryl's i played poker and playstation 3. remember the morning earlier we played poker, and then i fell in love with that game of gambling. we played for about 4 hours when i had lost Rp 50.000,00! well, i didnt quite mind because it's just my first game. maybe some day i'll win. i got home and writing this post. haha sorry i'm so tired now. imagine.. i went to school at 7am and went home at 8.30pm! god i'm glad to write this post! yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2326064587597268152?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2326064587597268152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2326064587597268152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2326064587597268152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2326064587597268152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/05/pokerface.html' title='pokerface'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4694079963627486700</id><published>2009-05-09T12:02:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T12:02:15.793+07:00</updated><title type='text'>beat me</title><content type='html'>http://totebo.com/mko.php?c=qporqUotrouutorFBoUBopptotuEEoIONbSmoErrB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4694079963627486700?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4694079963627486700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4694079963627486700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4694079963627486700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4694079963627486700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/05/beat-me.html' title='beat me'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-8135082687304062893</id><published>2009-05-05T18:20:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:26:51.773+07:00</updated><title type='text'>practical tests!</title><content type='html'>practical tests started with the subject journalistic or that we commonly say journal. for some of you that havent known what subject it is. it's a subject that tells you the real way how to be a journalist, the ethic codes of journalism, what journalists have to know and so on and so on. it's a pretty nice subject actually, but my friends and i have to deal with the most disturbing teacher living on earth. it's the one and only bu lidwina JATUH padmi. she's so..i dont know how to describe her in english but we all know how to make fun of her. we sometimes call her 'tompel'. lol, so what really makes us hate her? her face and her noise definitely.. with such an arrogant face of her and her disturbing noise it's a totally mismatch for us. maybe some other time i'll show you her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, start with the test. we were asked to make a newspaper with the size of a2. it would be started at 7 and ended at 12.30. i got there at 6:35 to prepare the laptop and the electricity. when the bell struck, we directly do our job, rene augustian, 'chief manager' and i, ruben abdulrachman, photographer and layout designer went around the school to look for pak amin, the person that we wanted first to be interviewed. it turned out that pak amin was nowhere to be seen, so we interviewed the technician of canisius college, pak parji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that he's been working for this school since 1991. more than 18 years! i've only been living in my life for 14 years.. well, the interview went fast and so we could go back to the base and started to type and edit the whole data. it was all done for me for the group as photographer, so rene told me to go around the school to take more shots and see if there's any possibility to make it as a headline photo. i went around the class and saw some of my friends were playing around the class, some played cards, just running around and playing solitaire. i figured out to take a photo of the person playing solitaire candidly. it went perfect. i directly showed my group of what i'd done and they seemed to be pretty happy. rene accepted it to be the headline photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the features, articles and news were edited, they were layouted by rene. unfortunately, it passed 12.30 when we succeed to finish. &lt;br /&gt;today the subject was biology and chemistry. i was definitely screwed up at biology! we were asked to tell what we'd seen by looking with the microscope! i was dead for god sake.. it was totally an astonishing test for me, i thought it's gonna be much more simpler. and the chemistry test was easy. hopefully it'll cover up the biology.. and tomorrow's gonna be computer and english speaking test. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8135082687304062893?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8135082687304062893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8135082687304062893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8135082687304062893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8135082687304062893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/05/practical-tests.html' title='practical tests!'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1034567180900766658</id><published>2009-05-01T23:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:58:13.987+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wolverine machine</title><content type='html'>today i went to school to do some kinda tests back-up and also to know the result of the national tests earlier by copying the answers to the usual scanning paper. its ingenious! went pretty boring actually at first but time just went so fast with my friends. when we were finish, we were also given an explanation for the upcoming journalistic practice test. it spent for half an hour but i had to stay at school to gather around with my other friends in my group to discuss what when where who why and how exactly we are going to do on monday. soo, i could go home not before 10.30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later the day, i was going to have a regional meeting in cikini for the prototype camp that i'd been looking forward to. its gonna be a perfect camp right in the start of the holidaay! i had to make a report that i should've done yesterday. well, the meeting started at 5:30 and ended at 7:30. we talked and had pretty much fun with my friends, i really am in a good mood and relationship these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing that i did after the meeting was an outing to grandindonesia to watch x-men the wolverine! i was a bit disappointed though because the next day aka tomorrow im also going to watch the same movie that i had watched a few minutes ago. well, it doesnt matter anymore after i was just starting to begin to watch the movie. the movie was fantastic! a thriller.. a shocker! the outline of the movie's good, the graphic's perfect and the heroic parts of the movie caught me bewildered! i'm gonna give it a 5 stars ! GO WOLVERINE! it's a sooo must-watch movies in town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess i have to put an end to this day now. tomorrow's also gonna be a fun day.. i'll go to ex with my friends to do the weekly habit! a good one! goodbye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1034567180900766658?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1034567180900766658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1034567180900766658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1034567180900766658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1034567180900766658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/05/wolverine-machine.html' title='wolverine machine'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4041601617289212743</id><published>2009-04-30T12:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:25:35.222+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy ending.</title><content type='html'>well, it all comes to this very moment. not exactly this very moment but i just felt so relieved after we've passed these 4 in a row national tests of math, indonesian, english and science. i am quite confident of how i did in the last tests, i did wickedly good. i'd been so scared before the test because if i fail, i wouldnt be able to qualify to the senior high. but now, i had counted the scores by adding the lowest possible scores i'll get and it turned out pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indonesian: it's kinda weird.. because it's actually the most possible subject that i'll get under 85 from. there were some questions that have some similar answers. it's nearly impossible for us to choose the wrong answer, wrong but has many right points, right but has many wrong points and the most right answer!  (put it 80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepada yth.&lt;br /&gt;bapak kepala sekolah&lt;br /&gt;smp kanisius&lt;br /&gt;jakarta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yth. kepala sekolah&lt;br /&gt;smp kanisius  &lt;br /&gt;jakarta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yth. bapak kepala sekolah &lt;br /&gt;smp kanisius&lt;br /&gt;jakarta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepada yth. bapak kepala sekolah&lt;br /&gt;smp kanisius&lt;br /&gt;jakarta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if you're guessing the second one you're right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english: well, i couldnt score perfect at this one. i had 2 careless mistakes that i shouldnt have done. first, it was about grand canyon. in the text, there was the word "breathtaking". the question is about what's the meaning of it. there were 2 similar answers that made me confused. amazing and unbelievable. i figured it out it was "amazing", i thought it was so right. but in fact, one of my friend got the key of the answers and it is unbelievable. it was soo stupid, amazing is an absolute word of saying some positive things. but unbelievable could also be negative.. doh (put it 90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mathematics: well, until now i havent found any mistakes yet. hopefullyyyy i would get 100 from this test. HOPEFULLY.. (put it 95)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science: it's the subject that i'm afraid at the most in the national tests. science had been the source of sinking my scores down in tryouts and the other kind of tests. today turned out pretty good. i did perfectly in physics without any mistakes yet discovered by checking them with the smartest person in the class, agung. well, not all of them, i just asked him the questions that i concerned the most. hopefully i'm not careless at all. i did quite amazing in the biology. i've just discovered 4 mistakes! might be 5,6,7 but it was still waay above my expectation in biology. possibly a 90. (put it 85)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so by adding the lowest possible scores i'll get a total of 350..great job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4041601617289212743?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4041601617289212743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4041601617289212743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4041601617289212743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4041601617289212743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-ending.html' title='happy ending.'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3345896753892178867</id><published>2009-04-23T18:11:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:43:53.744+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry guys</title><content type='html'>sorry guys, for a couple of days ago i couldnt post any special things that i'd like to share. actually i was not quite busy, but just my body doesnt quite approve my mind to open the blog and wrote something. again, i am sorry and i am also disappointed with this "laziness" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i want to tell you is that i was so damn tired and bored about the tests that are coming closer and closer towards me..yup like who doesnt know? its not just making me bored and tired, i'm scared also. i wasnt quite happy with my recent scores that just pass 70++. for example, my math, with my carelessness and a bit of idiotic mistakes, i just got 78 for the last semester test! i should've got 85+. yeah probably a 90! my score was dropped in the essays, there are some questions that i forgot the formula and also careless by not seeing a very important information. but i was quite happy with my science score. happy for me is not like mr. rene augustian who got 92 and mr. naufal muhammad who got 93. i was just satisfied at 72. nicholas got 76 though, so that explains my happiness a lot.. but well essays dont count in the national test! yay! my english was kinda good. kinda bad. kinda great. i got 93. not so happy because my other friends seemed to get more scores than i did. for ex mr. richard darsono and mr. evan sebastian got 98! well, probably they did more studying than i did. i studied nothing. yeah nothing is quite enough. LOL. so what makes me happy? nicholas got 92.. the last one was indonesian. as usual, bu iffa hadnt mentioned the scores yet. or it's now better to say never. enough for the part that you'll ptobably bored to look at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second thing i'd like to tell you is my disappointment with the greatest team in the world, manchester united. they suuuuck! what did mr. alex ferguson think when his team played in the semi-final of the FA cup. yea yea yea i know that MU had just gone back from porto, but still, who in the world would ever think of losing one big old famous cup such as FA cup ??? well, if i were him, i would have put ronaldo in front, i dont care if he's exhausted or what, i just want him to play, and i wanted him to play good! look what had happened fergie? now, manchester united has to fight hard for even winning a cup. FA cup is the biggest chance! you screwed it all up now! huh.. okay okay i know it's overrated, i just want to impress how i hate mr. alex fuckin ferguson now! argh stupid! (sorry for the bad words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last thing i want to say is that my family is in a good relationship with each other now. my father is at home at a perfect time, not after 8pm like usual. my mother's also good to my father. my brother and i were very much talking to each other. and i am also quite in a good relationship with my mother. no yelling no argumentation and so on and so on. HAPPY FAMILY is good, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3345896753892178867?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3345896753892178867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3345896753892178867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3345896753892178867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3345896753892178867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-guys.html' title='sorry guys'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4899036981201333082</id><published>2009-04-18T14:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:16:24.104+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the globetrotters</title><content type='html'>just watch and enjoy.. the globetrotters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyyZaJag2Fc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyyZaJag2Fc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a very long video but it's worth it. believe me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4899036981201333082?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4899036981201333082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4899036981201333082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4899036981201333082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4899036981201333082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/globetrotters.html' title='the globetrotters'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-6452514976175403944</id><published>2009-04-17T21:31:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:55:54.814+07:00</updated><title type='text'>physics</title><content type='html'>sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-6452514976175403944?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/6452514976175403944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=6452514976175403944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6452514976175403944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6452514976175403944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/physics.html' title='physics'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1002135866782779966</id><published>2009-04-17T21:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:30:36.347+07:00</updated><title type='text'>comment from the master</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SeiSQvPuuuI/AAAAAAAAAJI/scqJYeaz5zA/s1600-h/paulus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SeiSQvPuuuI/AAAAAAAAAJI/scqJYeaz5zA/s200/paulus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325667375623617250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paulus Hoa Tjiang Tan&lt;br /&gt; Paulus Hoa Tjiang Tan at 8:11pm April 17&lt;br /&gt;Pertama tama kec cahaya tuh 3 x 10^8 m/s. kalau menurut hitungan fisika klasik sih bisa dipecahkan, kalau pake hukum kasar gravitasi yah mungkin aja tapi pada ketinggian yang luar biasa jauh gitu sih mesti pake hitungan integral. jadi keliatanya bisa tapi kenyataannya kaga bisa. kenapa? nah logika sederhananya kalau ada barang nih berat nya 0,001 ...  Read Morekg terus didorong dengan gaya 1 N nah percepatannya kan 1000 m/s^2 kalau dilakukan trus samnpe 1 tahun aja, kecepatannya bakal lebih dari kecepatan cahaya. tapi kenyataan ga bisa. ternyata hanya sampe batas kecepatan tertentu udah ga bisa tambah cepet. kenapa? karenanya hukum relativitas eistein bisa diterima karena menurut hk tersebut ketika benda bertambah cepet, seolah olah bertambah brat sehigga diperlukan gaya lebih besar untuk menambah kecepatannya. Semoga rajin membaca dan belajar lebih baik buat yang menulis hal diatas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruben Abdulrachman&lt;br /&gt; Ruben Abdulrachman at 9:14pm April 17&lt;br /&gt;supeeeeeeeer...... i'm speechless pak guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SeiSQvPuuuI/AAAAAAAAAJI/scqJYeaz5zA/s1600-h/paulus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SeiSQvPuuuI/AAAAAAAAAJI/scqJYeaz5zA/s200/paulus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325667375623617250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ga usah sampe speechless kali. kan saran membangun gitu, jadi ditinjau lah, emang mungkin ga dan kenapa ga? gitu aja kok. jadi tulisan kamu ga salah, karena emang seperti nya bisa tapi kalau baca sedikit lebih rajin kan ketahuan ada yang salah gitu.&lt;br /&gt;yang mesti ditulis sih sebenarnya, coba cari jarak antara benci dan suka? seberapa jauh atau seberapa deket. he he he&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1002135866782779966?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1002135866782779966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1002135866782779966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1002135866782779966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1002135866782779966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/paulus-hoa-tjiang-tan-paulus-hoa-tjiang.html' title='comment from the master'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SeiSQvPuuuI/AAAAAAAAAJI/scqJYeaz5zA/s72-c/paulus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-7450110220960555424</id><published>2009-04-16T12:19:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:21:56.101+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the most stupid idea ever thought of</title><content type='html'>while i was at school, i forgot how this had happened, but nicholas adrian and i kept wondering what is faster than the light speed. a few decades ago, albert einstein had discovered that NOTHING is faster than the light speed of 3 x 10 8 kilometres / second. we were going to proof that wrong. minutes have passed, hours have passed, but nothing crossed to my mind yet. until finally i tried to make use of the gravity. i asked some of my friends about this and no one had agreed with me or understood me (maybe)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the most stupid idea i've ever thought of :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEED TO BEAT (LIGHT) : 300.000 km/second&lt;br /&gt;: 300.000.000 m/second =&gt; 3 x 10^8 m/s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAXIMUM GRAVITY DISTANCE FROM THE EARTH : 9 x 10^7 m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAXIMUM SPEED THAT WILL ATTACK THE EARTH : 1/2 G.T^2&lt;br /&gt;H = 1/2 G.T^2&lt;br /&gt;9 X 10^7 = 5T^2&lt;br /&gt;T = 3 akar 2 x 10^3 s&lt;br /&gt;VT = G.T = 3akar2 x 10^8 m/s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEED OF LIGHT IS NEARLY PASSED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEED THAT HAS TO BE ADDED : dimisalkan akar 2 tu 1,41 ya. kekurangannya adalah minus 299 milyar 999 juta 956 ribu m/s....-by our brilliant friend anthony tjokro-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, he was right, nothing's gonna go as fast as light. but we as the young people are just wondering..GOOD JOB EINSTEIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it's gonna work...einstein said that if an object passes the speed of light it will get younger by seconds. to make this clearer we could match 2 watches perfectly, the first watch is the one we bring, and the other watch stays in the ground. after the possible mission, the object can be compared the watches to proof whether it had passed the speed of light or not. got it? well, because the speed of light is an electromagnetic field so we had better not use living things, a bullet should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : please give me constructive critics and explanation if necessary. i am faaaar away from the real scientist, so please tell me what are my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tagged everyone that can hopefully crosscheck my idiotic note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL THANKS TO ANTHONY TJOKRO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-7450110220960555424?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/7450110220960555424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=7450110220960555424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/7450110220960555424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/7450110220960555424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/most-stupid-idea-ever-thought-of.html' title='the most stupid idea ever thought of'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1771860092765366934</id><published>2009-04-16T12:19:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:25:42.639+07:00</updated><title type='text'>manu vs porto</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h-IZzTHCwwo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h-IZzTHCwwo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comment at all. there was magic ronnie ronaldo in indragao yesterday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1771860092765366934?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1771860092765366934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1771860092765366934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1771860092765366934'/><link rel='self' 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school before uan. it was a waste of time. rene said that it'd be better if we have a full week off and then a full week on but it's a real full day. well there's nothing special today..as usual i played fifa again. i simulated the match between arsenal vs villareal and also liverpool vs chelsea. i played with arsenal and liverpool. the level was legendary...yeah i am serious about this simulating thing. after the last one was perfectly match (mu vs sunderland 2-1), i was terribly scared. let me just show you the match facts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SeS7m3A6BWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Z0fFWuVSiKU/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SeS7m3A6BWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Z0fFWuVSiKU/s200/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324586935735944546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SeS7mksHBKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tqYgl7Aj-as/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SeS7mksHBKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tqYgl7Aj-as/s200/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324586930816877730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8052681913712822186?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8052681913712822186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8052681913712822186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8052681913712822186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8052681913712822186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/uefa-champions-league.html' title='uefa champions league'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SeS7m3A6BWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Z0fFWuVSiKU/s72-c/DSC00097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1998736248242594393</id><published>2009-04-14T13:12:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:15:02.257+07:00</updated><title type='text'>youtube browsing</title><content type='html'>today i got home from school and just to have fun i browsed youtube. i found very interesting videos there that i'd like to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nfurCV1FDpM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nfurCV1FDpM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O-Gra2NMuqE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O-Gra2NMuqE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all sports but for all non-sports people, just watch it! it's still a damn good video&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1998736248242594393?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1998736248242594393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1998736248242594393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1998736248242594393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1998736248242594393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/youtube-browsing.html' title='youtube browsing'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-6436289977854680492</id><published>2009-04-12T14:55:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:18:33.255+07:00</updated><title type='text'>another ex outing</title><content type='html'>well today's a holiday after the holy week of easter. it's monday! my friends and i had been planning to go to ex. as usual i went to daryl's and then to ex to play billiard. actually this post is kinda useless because you guys are very familiar with my habit to go to ex every week! well yeah i know it's boring too. let me just put it to the point directly. there's something different today about the little competition. daryl and i played a 9-rack match. the scores of the game looks like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-0 i won&lt;br /&gt;1-1 daryl tied the game up&lt;br /&gt;2-1 i won&lt;br /&gt;2-2 daryl kept up&lt;br /&gt;3-2 i won&lt;br /&gt;3-3 daryl was still chasing me&lt;br /&gt;3-4 he really was&lt;br /&gt;3-5 he made me shocked. break and run out! he broke and put all the balls in by himself and not giving me any chance to shoot&lt;br /&gt;4-5 turning point&lt;br /&gt;5-5 i knew it&lt;br /&gt;6-5 i won again&lt;br /&gt;7-5 it was a relieve&lt;br /&gt;7-6 he did it again&lt;br /&gt;8-6 "no way"ruben said&lt;br /&gt;8-7 "yes way"daryl said&lt;br /&gt;9-7 YEAH !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later that day after we ate in the burger spot, he challenged me again for the title. but it wasnt finished because i had to go home. the score stayed still at 2-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the story will continue again in the next following week. see you there daryl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-6436289977854680492?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-6565641152986484959</id><published>2009-04-10T10:59:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:59:55.287+07:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Good Friday, also called Holy Friday, Great Friday or Black Friday, is a religious holiday observed primarily by adherents to Christianity commemorating the crucifixion of Jesus and his death at Golgotha, an event central to Christian theology. The holiday is observed during Holy Week as part of the Paschal Triduum on the Friday preceding Easter Sunday, and often coincides with the Jewish observance of Passover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the scriptural details of the Sanhedrin Trial of Jesus, the Crucifixion of Jesus was most probably on a Friday. The exact year of Good Friday has been estimated as AD 33, by two different groups, and originally as AD 34 by Isaac Newton via the differences between the Biblical and Julian calendars and the crescent of the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-6565641152986484959?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/6565641152986484959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=6565641152986484959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6565641152986484959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6565641152986484959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-friday.html' title='good friday'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3910354863113254326</id><published>2009-04-09T10:23:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:58:23.347+07:00</updated><title type='text'>election day! and maundy thursday !! white thursday ? holy thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNttrmwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/XZ8odpprTIE/s1600-h/election5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNttrmwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/XZ8odpprTIE/s200/election5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322529317487090434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNtjCyxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/p0DMfwMpxRw/s1600-h/election4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNtjCyxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/p0DMfwMpxRw/s200/election4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322529317442472722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNol4R4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/_mZbNlXF9Yc/s1600-h/election3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNol4R4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/_mZbNlXF9Yc/s200/election3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322529316112189314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNTxTmrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/s-GIh_vIVGc/s1600-h/election2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNTxTmrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/s-GIh_vIVGc/s200/election2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322529310522972850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNVXYFCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RDc9ZvUb9zM/s1600-h/election1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNVXYFCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RDc9ZvUb9zM/s200/election1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322529310951085090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is an election day. this morning at about 9 i went to the local voting location with my family to see how it's done and also to see my family votes. it was simple and also cool. just like how they did in america but much simpler and more unique. here are the photos that i would like to share to all of you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah today i also went to church to celebrate maundy thursday, or that in indonesia we usually call it white thursday. it's about 2000 years ago when jesus was caught to be punished because he had admitted himself as the son of God. the mess took about 1 1/2 hours. i went there with my family and my cousins from bandung. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maundy Thursday (also known as Holy Thursday or Great and Holy Thursday), is the Christian feast or holy day falling on the Thursday before Easter that commemorates the Last Supper of Jesus Christ with the Apostles. It is the fifth day of Holy Week, and is preceded by Holy Wednesday and followed by Good Friday. In 2009, Maundy Thursday occurred on April 9th for Western Christian traditions including Roman Catholicism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day four events are commemorated: the washing of the Disciples' Feet by Jesus Christ, the institution of the Mystery of the Holy Eucharist at the Last Supper, the agony of Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane, and the betrayal of Christ by Judas Iscariot.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3910354863113254326?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3910354863113254326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3910354863113254326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3910354863113254326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3910354863113254326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/election-day-and-white-thursday.html' title='election day! and maundy thursday !! white thursday ? holy thursday'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sd1sNttrmwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/XZ8odpprTIE/s72-c/election5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2772003907734683246</id><published>2009-04-09T08:28:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:04:22.664+07:00</updated><title type='text'>billiard day!</title><content type='html'>yesterdayyy my pre-exams for the national test finally ended. it was social studies to end the stressful week. i was so excited that i didnt fully concentrate to it about an hour before the bell. something worse had happened in the morning. the father checked all of the students' socks because in the morning, he saw some children that wear short socks (including me). so some of my other friends and i were asked to go to moderator to be noted. it sucks! they ordered to wait and wait for at least half an hour. i was just looking at the clock that keeps ticking and ticking. it's almost 7:30! well, the bell was gonna be at 9, but still i panicked. it's not a very good way to start the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about 7:45 when we came in to the class, i guess. i did the test well, i remembered all the essays and also the multiple choices. the teacher who was watching us was mr.Arif, so i could handle that if i wanna peek to my friend's answers. haha.. actually it happened. i equaled my answers to mario which was the person sitting in front of me that's quite good at the subject. hell yeah! in the afternoon, while i was wondering to go to ex, someone screwed it up. my friend reminded me that i had to do the detention! arghhhh.. we had to clean the whole class up! it was very boring, but i know i just had to do it! by 10 0'clock the schools' out. (for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends and i were again planning to go ex to have some fun! i was so excited because this was my first outing since 2 weeks ago! studying keeps me stuck in the house and in the brain. speaking of which, so now IS the time to have fun! perfect timing dude! after the test, i ran home first to take a shower and get ready. then i went to daryl's to play his playstation 3 just like usual. there were my other friends too. in ex, we had predicted that actually there would be 20 people hanging there from canisius. yeah well, i thought it was gonna be just fine, but my other friends didnt like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to ex and play some billiard! yup there were 20 people there, but one by one they went home till there were just about 12 people in the following hour. daryl and i did pool! we played for the title. it was still in my hands for 3 weeks now! i couldnt explain how happy i am. the satisfaction, the drama and everything. so now it's the hard part. i thought daryl was going to push me as hard as i can to fall the crown down. and yeah he was! he had a very big improvement. he made me difficult to defend the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first set was mine by 5-3, i was very lucky as usual in the first set. then the second set, i lost to him by 5-3 again! it's a tie breaker. because we were already tired and the film is just getting ready to be started, then we had ourselves a break. first, we ate in sushi tei. it was 'el delicioso mucho' haha..then we watched fast and furious 4! it's very cool, awesome and sexy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAST AND FURIOUS 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Heading back to the streets where it all began, two men rejoin two women to blast muscle, tuner and exotic cars across Los Angeles and floor through the Mexican desert. When a crime brings them back to L.A., fugitive ex-con Dom Toretto reignites his feud with agent Brian O'Connor. But as they are forced to confront a shared enemy, Dom and Brian must give in to an uncertain new trust if they hope to outmaneuver him. And from convoy heists to precision tunnel crawls across international lines, two men will find the best way to get revenge: push the limits of what's possible behind the wheel.  Written by Universal Studios &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theen, it's time for us to continue the little competition. firstly daryl had to beat one of my friends to get 3 games, and so did i. daryl beat evan very fast with a score of 3-1. then i had to handle nicholas. it went very bad. here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;1-0 nicholas won&lt;br /&gt;1-1 i won&lt;br /&gt;2-1 nicholas won&lt;br /&gt;2-2 i luckily won&lt;br /&gt;3-2 nicholas won again (the set didnt end because we have to win by 2 games)&lt;br /&gt;3-3 i luckily won&lt;br /&gt;4-3 nicholas won &lt;br /&gt;4-4 nicholas just had to put the 9-ball in but he missed, i luckily won again)&lt;br /&gt;5-4 i didnt concentrate at all so i lost again&lt;br /&gt;5-5 this moment i just knew i'll spend a lot of time if i didnt win this one&lt;br /&gt;5-6 i concentrate and won&lt;br /&gt;5-7 I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo dramatic! i was very satisfied to be playing daryl in the finals after the olympics' drives. awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the finals, i had to really concentrate to daryl to keep the title. it was a 5-games match. well, i had the boost for it after the very dramatical match with nicholas. thanks nic! the first three games were a blast for me! i won 3-0. daryl was annoyed with this won 2 consecutive games and make it 3-2. i concentrated hard enough that i won the last 2 games. 5-2! hell yeah i am now the undefeated ex q-billiard for a month ! i closed the day going home and drank a single glass of coca-cola zero! &lt;br /&gt;good night!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2772003907734683246?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2772003907734683246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2772003907734683246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2772003907734683246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2772003907734683246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/billiard-day.html' title='billiard day!'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-5627772416647100494</id><published>2009-04-06T15:19:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:53:22.812+07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 facts about me!</title><content type='html'>Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 16 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. At the end, choose 16 people to be tagged.&lt;br /&gt;3. You have to tag the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;4. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it i got tagged by anthony tjokro so now i have to post this just like what's written above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hey my name is Ruben Abdulrachman, i'm a quarter French, a quarter Dutch and half Indonesian. I also have a tip of Greece and Jewish in my blood. I dont know how to put it in numbers. yeah to the blood of the God. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am actually like an all-kind-of-music lover back from the 60s all the way to heavy metal. But I am most likely a very big fan of the Beatles that I accidentally remember all the lines of their songs. I also prefer music during that part of time when there was bob dylan, the beegees, deep purple, m.jackson. I know it was very old-school, but well, music can't see time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I actually love all kinds of animals except of insects. I have 4 dogs, used to have 8 hamsters, a fish and turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm a total game freak, once I like a game I usually play it for hours to make me the best of it. (look playfish facebook games for details).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I believe I can socialize with any friends that I want to be in my school, organization and other things I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am a rocker star wannabe with my hair that can move to anywhere i swing them. yeahhh "are you ready to rock !!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a height phobia. In malls I am actually really scared to be in the high floors. maybe you won't see me scared like totally scared. but in fact I do. (especially in pacific place or blitz grandindo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love photography, billiards and hanging out with my friends and the ones that love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I have a curly hair and I don't know why I love it very much. I'm also proud to have a Dutch-French blood that i dont know why either but in other hand, i want to be pure Indonesian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You won't believe me but I have a grandfather that has forgotten to have married to my grandmother and has 7 sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I have a father that used to be a Muslim before he actually married to my beloved mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I'm a movie addict. If i see a single part of a movie, or a scene that attracts me, i would love to see it whenever, whereever i am. For example, that's why my mother doesnt allow me to go to the cinema very much when i go with her. I'll stay there, and watch the trailer of the movies one by one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I would say that i'm hilariously funny and a very easy-going type of guy, I can make anyone laugh and cheered up if I want him/her to be. I would also say that i could make anyone sad by making a very critical joke to him/her. (cina and batu for example, sorry nic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Well, with my kind of body, i would say that i'm not athletic. But, i would say that i do well in all kind of sports. Almost all of them, like badminton, tennis, voleyball, soccer and swimming. Except for this one particular sport, basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. My favorite color is black and white. I just love those two colours if they're clipped on together. It is a perfect combination. Besides black and white, i also love green, it's the symbol of life, and leaves, that continuously make us alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For the last but definitely not least, I am catholic, but I'm not a very spiritual one. For those out there who thinks Catholic are for freaks, well we aren't. In fact, we have someone to hold on and to live by. The one and only Jesus Christ. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great.. well done! and i'm done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-5627772416647100494?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/5627772416647100494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=5627772416647100494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/5627772416647100494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/5627772416647100494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/04/16-facts-about-me.html' title='16 facts about 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SdRzPS_JZbI/AAAAAAAAAII/2PqKp-oCSxA/s72-c/kaskus2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2561614464278054418</id><published>2009-04-02T14:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T15:00:43.140+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tests tests and tests</title><content type='html'>it has been another 5 days since my last post. i was very busy, actually i'm grounded now because of my laziness by not studying for the last tests. i'm not allowed to go out for at least a week from now and also not allowed to browse the net. i was very lucky today because my parents and my brother are going out. i browsed facebook, kaskus and also all watch all recent funny videos at youtube and keep up with sports news in footytube.com. these all are websites that i usually open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next wednesday after the pre-exams have passed, hopefully i would like to go out with gamigejarenovasi and also my pokawang friends to ex or somewhere that we could chill and have a lot of fun together. that's my dream and expectation to do before the national test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow the subjects will be english and journalistic. i pretty much think that i'll pass the 2 subjects with a high mark. just wait and see. am not feeling to study even a little. oh yeah and i was so happy that the last tryout for english i got a score of 96! that's a very big improvement for me because the last one was 78. well, it was way below my expectation but still, an improvement. i was also very disappointed because the last tryout for science i just got 68! what a loss of opportunity to bounce back my scores! okay, i was so horribly tired with all this. i was just thinking to play play and play. yeah well i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know it sounded like i really really dont care about the tests. i was wondering a few minutes ago how if i wont even pass the national test? it's freaking me out. i'd be so embarrassed that also i had to do another one year of junior high and also i had to re-test for canisius senior high that i'd worked hard for. i would also be mocked and everythiiing that i would never even think about... so now, hopefully God's with me and let me go through to the senior high with good grades in my diploma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : ARGHH i wanna get over this as soon as possibleeee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2561614464278054418?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2561614464278054418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2561614464278054418' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-5694107610302596072</id><published>2009-03-28T08:45:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T08:48:30.998+07:00</updated><title type='text'>good mood good timing</title><content type='html'>today i woke up and went straight to my computer. listened to some music and browsed facebook. then guess what happened? my mother will let me go to ex again after the meeting at school!! i felt very happy. so today i will go to ex to play pool and will definitely watch a movie. i'll tell you later. bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-5694107610302596072?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/5694107610302596072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-225005277586458854</id><published>2009-03-24T17:18:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:50:25.471+07:00</updated><title type='text'>numbers minded</title><content type='html'>so sorry i couldnt post anything for the last 5 days or more. i was very busy studying the mid tests and also tryouts. not really studying but i werent allowed to even touch this mac. now, i'm very relieved that those all have been passed away. there are some disappointment that i wanna share and also the plus things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are my scores for the mid tests :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math 78  (below my first goal of 85)&lt;br /&gt;English 78  (below my first goal of 90)&lt;br /&gt;Science 55  (below my first goal of 70&lt;br /&gt;Indonesian 84  (above my first goal of 80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i didnt want to tell y'all about these grades. but what the hell, i just wanna share my life with everybody. i was very disappointed with these bad-looking grades. firstly math, it was such a pity that i didnt even pass 80. the test was very simple and easy. most of my friends score above 85. they make the average of 88.9. i was very pissed when i knew it. my brain was screwed. i coulnt think of anything except this. my first reaction was the f word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, english, it was waaay below that what i had expected it would be. the test was freakin easy. i made 11 careless mistakes. imagine this.. ELEVEN!! after i got the paper, i found out these mistakes immediately. with these 11 mistakes, i just had 78. my first expectation was 90 because i really thank that the test had been so easy (turned out to be carelessly hard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the third one was science. damn it! i knew that it was gonna be bad. bad as in i would get 72 or more. but it was also waaay below. i scored 55. it was 7 mistakes below my first expectation. nicholas, wicak, many other friends and i also have 7 mistakes below than the first expectation, so we spontaneously made an organization or some kind of a meeting that's called THE SEVEN CONSPIRACY. it pissed me out so badly when i knew my score. i couldnt say a word. even the f word. never enough. never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last one was indonesian. i had less expectation for this because of the previous scores. firstly, i thought it was gonna be 80. i closed my ears while hearing the teacher reads the scores. theeen 84 was the score. i was just relieved and happy. well, not happy enough to cover the three bad scores that i had recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these all made me very resentful and sad and also have less enthusiasm than ever before. sorry for these days, my blog was kinda like "DEAD" (what nicholas and rene said, the famous blog critics) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today i was so content because i was able to do the math tryout well. i just made 2 mistakes of the total of 40. so my first expectation is 95. to be safe, i would say 90. yeah i hoped so i wouldnt miss anything and did such a careless work again as the previous ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for my bad swear words. now i had better be going to prepare for tomorrow's physics test. sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-225005277586458854?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/225005277586458854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=225005277586458854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/225005277586458854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/225005277586458854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/03/numbers-minded.html' title='numbers minded'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-8482753886807643841</id><published>2009-03-17T15:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:04:25.937+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a relief</title><content type='html'>what a relief.. after the hard week of mid semester, finally i had a chance to relax for a couple of weeks. it's the time that i'd been waiting for so badly. lets free ourselves and celebrate it! my friends and i planned to go to ex today to throw our pain of continuously studying away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with the tests first. actually i'm kinda confindent with the national test subjects. math's not bad, probably i would get 80 or more. the questions were pretty much the same like the ones i had studied. indonesian language's quite easy but i'm not quite confident about the score because there were so many similar answers in it. not in the mathematics way, i think i'll get 75 or more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the science test, it was a bit tricky. actually, i thought i did well in physics. but when i asked and matched the answers with nicholas and also agung and naufal, it turned out to be quite different i made many mistakes that i didnt deserve it. my carelessness seems to rule the test. mathematically, i'll just get 72,5. the last subject of the national test would be english. as usual, it was very easy. lets say i'll get 85 or more for this test. well, so that made the average of the national test subjects 76. am not proud but at least i got the picture that i would have to study a lil bit more harder. gombaaaaal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the rest, i didnt care. i barely study them all. i definitely sucked at computer, and i will also get a low score on jakarta social studies. so after the hard week, finally i made it through until today. it was social studies or that we likely call ips. i studied this subject for 3 full days. that was a very long time for me to study. well, i mostly play game in my cellphone, but i really was serious to study this because it had given me 2 bad scores in my report. those 2 are the only bad scores that i had for this semester. screw off! it turned out today that my effort wasnt in vain. i think i did it just well enough to give me a wrap to cover the bad scores. at least i'll get 75.. or more probably. please god. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the test, i was so happy to remember that i wouldnt have to study as hard as the last few days. i got home to take a shower and had a little meal. then i went to daryl's house. we played virtual tennis 3 there by his playstation3. i absolutely adore his big wall covered with zebra skin. it was fantastic that i want y'all to see it! we werent allowed to take a picture at it. at about 12 we went to ex. i played billiard tremendously good. i beat yogi, my friend that's also good by the score of 5-0! then i had to challenge daryl, the EX Q-BILLIARD MASTER. it was like a weekly competition for us to get the superawesome title. i beat daryl by the score 5-1! firstly i lost one rack but then i won by 5 consecutive wins. theeen i became and still become the one and only, the good and honored EX Q-BILLIARD MASTER!!! okay okay i know it's lebay and nyolot. (sorry dar and yogi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to burger spot to have a lunch. i ate bbq and bacon cheeseburger. it was good food. not good in health, but just good. then i came home while my friends were going to watch a movie. goodbye! then here i am blogging. see you tomorrow. had an eglish lesson to do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8482753886807643841?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8482753886807643841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8482753886807643841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8482753886807643841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8482753886807643841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-relief.html' title='what a relief'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-6417253136240685567</id><published>2009-03-11T17:53:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:55:41.016+07:00</updated><title type='text'>extra post</title><content type='html'>CHAMPIONS LEAGUE is on its way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go manchester united&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beat inter milan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you can do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beat them in ease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make them struggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make them fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make them defend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make them LOSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight is a big night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch it guys.. tonight at 2 pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vote the poll at your right ------&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-6417253136240685567?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/6417253136240685567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=6417253136240685567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6417253136240685567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6417253136240685567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/03/extra-post.html' title='extra post'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-370413630259323239</id><published>2009-03-11T16:25:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:51:56.942+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the invisible shadow of detention</title><content type='html'>the title's true. i guess rene's right. we're just like prisoners who were given tasks that have to be finished as soon as possible and there are also guardians to watch us work. these days were the days i'd been a bit afraid of in currently about a week. it's mid-semester week. today's been the second day of it. well, monday doesnt count. it was a holiday. i guess it was the birthday of prophet muhammad SAW or something like it. well, "the invisible shadow of detention's super extra over the top for just  mid-semester tests, but whatever it was just me making some hyperbolic words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day started with indonesian lecture and also computer. i hadn't really studied for both tests actually and yea i think i regret it. computer was about the javascript and also flash and also the websites thingy. the questions were terribly difficult for me. i thought it was gonna be just fine with the multiple choices. but when it comes to essay, i'm dead! the essay was all my bullshit. i didnt even know a single word it's written. probably i didnt know about half of it. just kill me and punch me back to holland!  (and i will punch you back to china!) enough the racism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indonesian lecture was different. it turned out to be pretty easy. i think it's because it's made by the government..:) i did it very well i guess. but i dont want to say so. it brought me unfortunate just like the science tryout. there was one question which mentioned AFGAN in it! haha no offense to somebody who feels to be offended.. well, let's say i'll get above 80 for the overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was mathematics and jakarta social studies or that we usually say plkj more likely. i'd gone to kak paulus the day before to study math. it went great, i could remember all the formulas of the lesson. but once again i didnt quite study for the other test which is plkj. i just studied the 'kisi-kisi', all the things that'll show up for the test. luckily, it was very helpful, so there's nothing to worry again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math took 2 hours. it was pretty easy. it was once again made by the government for sure. i could answer all 38 questions out of 40. well, i could never know how to solve the 'pengakaran' questions. overall, i was proud of my self and i think i could get above 80 out of it. the plkj test was simple as well, but to be honest, i had a trouble in choosing the law. they were very much alike, so i just blanked. the answers were like &lt;br /&gt;A. PASAL 10 AYAT 1                 C. PASAL 10 AYAT 3 &lt;br /&gt;B. PASAL 10 AYAT 2                 D. PASAL 10 AYAT 4&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..okayy then capcipcup is the perfect way of doing this. just perfecto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the tests i went home and relax for a bit with bonita. i browsed the net for like 2 hours, i also played a bit of tennis mania. and then, i watched HBO (not a television). i watched the film named 'across the universe'. it was a drama musical film that includes the songs of the beatles. it was fantastic! i love the way how the storyline links the songs in a suitable way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dock worker Jude travels to America in the 1960s to find his estranged father. There he falls in love with sheltered American teenager Lucy. When her brother Max is drafted to fight in the Vietnam War, they become involved in peace activism. The film title and main characters are named after various songs by The Beatles.  Written by MIB6116&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An original musical film, Across The Universe is a fictional love story set in the 1960s amid the turbulent years of anti-war protest, the struggle for free speech and civil rights, mind exploration and rock and roll. At once gritty, whimsical and highly theatrical, the story moves from high schools and universities in Massachusetts, Princeton and Ohio to the Lower East Side of Manhattan, the Detroit riots, Vietnam and the dockyards of Liverpool. A combination of live action and animation, the film is paired with many songs by The Beatles that defined the time. Written by Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musical based on The Beatles songbook and set in the 60s England, America, and Vietnam. The love story of Lucy and Jude is intertwined with the anti-war movement and social protests of the 60s. Over 30 Beatles' songs are woven into the plot together with visual allusions to films Help! (1965), A Hard Day's Night (1964), Magical Mystery Tour (1967) (TV), Yellow Submarine (1968) and Let It Be (1970). Written by Steve Shelokhonov &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-370413630259323239?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/370413630259323239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=370413630259323239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/370413630259323239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/370413630259323239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/03/invisible-shadow-of-detention.html' title='the invisible shadow of detention'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2317956910135259806</id><published>2009-03-08T18:40:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:13:41.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'>having fun</title><content type='html'>these days i've been really having some fun, very fun. firstly i also wanna say sorry for all of you who've been waiting me to write something. yeah it's been a quiet blog for a couple of days but i'm now going to fix it out. i was having so much fun that i could even have the energy at night to do this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with friday. in the morning, i woke up at 8 to go to my school to do a remedial test for chemistry. i didnt even think to study cause i know it was gonna be easy. i had a score under 65 because i hadnt studied for the test. so then, i studied, i realized how stupid i was not to study. it was about electron and it's other cool named friends. it went well, then i played basketball with my friends for fun. then i also had something to do that day. i had to do physics practicum that my group hadnt prepared for it in weeks. we did it badly. we didnt even bring the tools completely. so it wasnt finished yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home after that and spend the whole day in my house playing game in my cellphone pretending to study in front of my mom. i was kept inside the house until about 3 to study for the (f word) mid-test. theeeeeen, JASON MRAZ!! i went to jakarta convention center to watch him at 4. my friends were there and so i joined them. we waited outside the stage of jason mraz for 2 hours i guess. many of my friends were there too. the concert was great, but i was kinda bit bored and disappointed with the very crowded hall. but the overall is about 4 out of 5. nicholas, my friend was very mad at jason mraz because he thought that he had acted like a fool. probably it is, compared to click five (the band that had a concert several months ago that he'd watched). it was a group of five. not a single jazz singer like jason mraz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished my friday with going out with my friends to senayan city. my friends especially yogi and putra were hilarious. i could stop laughing when yogi made a joke by making funny voices and phrases. he was very silly. yet his style. in senayan city, i played pool for 2 hours. daryl and i rock the house down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late at night, marvin and nicholas stayed in my house to make it easy to prepare to go to the CISV PRECAMP I the next day at 6! we played the xbox 360 till 1. from that on, i thought it was just impossible for us to get up that early in the morning. rene came to my house at 6. we ate, took a shower and managed to leave to the camp at 7. darn, we were late for an hour from the schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we arrived at the camp site and had fun for the last 2 days. okay i was too tired to go on. i had better sleep now. i promise i will continue later on the day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2317956910135259806?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2317956910135259806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2317956910135259806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2317956910135259806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2317956910135259806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/03/having-fun.html' title='having fun'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-7527322141509360277</id><published>2009-03-04T00:11:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:19:16.222+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy all the way</title><content type='html'>today was a holiday, there's no school for today because the seventh graders are having a camp and so the teachers went as well and we are given the school out for a week! it's kinda nice isn't it? yeah it's pretty much the way i felt today and gonna be like this for a week! there are some plans for the week of holiday that i have to come no matter reasons why. firstly, i've gotta come to jason mraz! secondly i also have gotta come to precamp (otherwise, i'll be dead because i'm the security staff) and lastly i've gotta study for the mid semester test! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so today started in my room when my cute little dog bonita accidentally came in and jump on to my bed and started licking me aggressively. that was kinda disgusting really but i like this way better than i had to be waken up by a person. thanks bon! after i woke up at about 8:30, i figured out that today i'll be going to ex to come and play a little billiard with my friend because he'd challenged me on. i asked my father money and he seemed a bit disturbed by this. he wanted me to get and have a bca card to make everything easier. he then told it to my mother to accompany me to the bank because he just had to go to his office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i were so happy that time but i wouldn't show it to my mother just yet. she and i went to the nearby bank to make it. i forgot that i dont have my student card anymore so the card had to be made behalf of my mother. yeah i cant stand my happiness again. hell yeah bca card! i'll not have any trouble in money anymore. i think i have a debt more than 100.000 rps to my friends. yup that's not cool at all. so that's a small deal for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, ex is the place. daryl and i were challenged by stefanus dennis. to be honest, he's not that good although he has a pool table and play it a lot in his house. we easily beat him by score of 5-2 and 5-1. that made my winning score and also the goal difference with daryl even. so there's no gap between us anymore. how cool is that? we went straight to the cinema. there's nobody in there! we own the god damn theatre. the film PUSH was great, unfortunately i have to go home early because i must do my english lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A shadowy government agency known as the Division is rounding up psychics for experiments designed to boost their powers and assemble the most commanding army the world has ever seen. Unfortunately, almost no one has ever survived these trials. Nick Gant (Chris Evans), a second-generation telekinetic, or "mover," has been in hiding since the Division murdered his father more than a decade earlier. He has found sanctuary in densely populated Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick is forced out of hiding when Cassie Holmes (Dakota Fanning), a 13-year-old clairvoyant, or "watcher," seeks his help in locating a briefcase that she claims holds $6 million. To find it, they will also have to find Kira, (Camilla Belle), an escaped "pusher" who is the only person ever to live through the Division's experiments. Pushers possess the most dangerous of all psychic powers: the ability to influence others' actions by implanting thoughts in their minds. But Cassie's presence soon attracts the attention of the Division's human bloodhounds, forcing Nick and Cassie to flee for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of a team of expatriates with an array of special abilities, the unlikely duo winds a path through the city's most secret corners, trying to stay one step ahead of the authorities in their search for Kira. With Cassie's visions guiding them, the pair moves closer to their goal, but finds themselves competing with a family of deadly psychics for the suitcase. Even more dangerous is Division Agent Henry Carver (Djimon Hounsou), a powerful pusher who needs both the contents of the case and Kira in order to create an unstoppable paranormal militia. Outgunned and outnumbered, Nick, Cassie, Kira and their allies must figure out a way to outsmart Carver if they are to prevent him from carrying out his sinister plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did the lesson just well this time, she gave me a tryout paper for the season 06/07. i made 3 mistakes of 50. got 94 for the score. nice! and theen, it was already 6, i ate rice with fried duck that my mother bought. it was delicious. i felt sleepy all the way. i slept for about 6 hours. i just woke up at 12, chatting and now blogging.. gotta take some rest again, but i think my body just wont let me do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-7527322141509360277?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/7527322141509360277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=7527322141509360277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/7527322141509360277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/7527322141509360277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleepy-all-way.html' title='sleepy all the way'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1086607720406872540</id><published>2009-03-01T23:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:09:21.809+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a movie it was? a perfect one!</title><content type='html'>today was wonderful. i want to make something different for my post this time. i want to tell my day backwards just like the way the benjamin button movie's clock moves. it was made because the clock maker wants to go back to the time when his son was still alive before the second world war. i also want to move back through time because i still want to rewind my whole time of school in canisius junior high again. it was fantastic. i had tons of fun during my school here. i am so sad that in 3 or 4 months-time, i will not be in junior high again and have to separate to some of my friends. i had so many friends here and i feel very comfortable with them. i feel that i have so many brothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day ended with an outing with my mother and brother and also mike, my brother's friend. we watched a movie called slumdog millionaire. it was given 10 nomination of oscar awards and won eight of them including the best director and also best picture. yeah and just like the achievements that it gets, it was perfect! absolutely perfect, combining the great story and also the presentation as well as the performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire is a 2008 British film directed by Danny Boyle, written by Simon Beaufoy, and co-directed in India by Loveleen Tandan.[2] It is an adaptation of the Boeke Prize-winning and Commonwealth Writers' Prize-nominated novel Q &amp; A (2005) by Indian author and diplomat Vikas Swarup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set and filmed in India, Slumdog Millionaire tells the story of a young man from the slums of Mumbai who appears on the Indian version of Who Wants to Be a Millionaire? (Kaun Banega Crorepati, mentioned in the Hindi version) and exceeds people's expectations, arousing the suspicions of the game show host and of law enforcement officials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After screenings at the Telluride Film Festival and the Toronto International Film Festival, Slumdog Millionaire initially had a limited North American release on November 12, 2008 by Fox Searchlight Pictures and Warner Bros. Pictures, to critical acclaim and awards success. It later had a nationwide release in the United Kingdom on January 9, 2009 and in the United States on January 23, 2009.[3] It premiered in Mumbai on January 22, 2009.[4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slumdog Millionaire was nominated for ten 2008 Academy Awards and won eight, the most for any film that year, including Best Picture and Best Director. It also won five Critics' Choice Awards, four Golden Globes, and seven BAFTA Awards, including Best Film. Despite the film's success, it is the subject of controversy concerning its portrayals of Indians and Hinduism as well as the welfare of its child actors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before going out to grand indonesia, i were asking my friends to come to the mall together. but just 2 of them agreed to join me. my mom also wanted to come, so i think it's not the day for 'jalan bareng' again. i finally decided to go there just with my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that, i played tennis! rene had decided to join me. i did just fine. i finally get my skills again, though i didnt manage to return all the balls into the baseline and perfectly above the net, but i think i've got 80% of it. probably 85. with that, so almost all of my lists to make this year as a turning point year is going to reach the finishing point. it's all done, except one this big thing, my diet! i have a plan to be in shape at least in june. it was totally ruined. my mind was uncontrollable these days. i just have to do something to stop eating. and for these easter days, i decided to prohibit my cemilan. it's the whole idea of me getting fat. i just want to eat trice a day but that's it! no more cemilan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before tennis at 11, i was still in bu yaya's house. i were there to sleep over with my friends and just to stay with them as my interchange delegation and that we had promised to never ever lose this nice relationship. i woke up today at about 8 and listening to my ipod for about half an hour. okay.. i think this whole post is getting more and more screwed up. i hope that this post will make you happy. i really really want to move through time again. just for this one single post though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1086607720406872540?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1086607720406872540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1086607720406872540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1086607720406872540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1086607720406872540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-movie-it-was-perfect-one.html' title='what a movie it was? a perfect one!'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-483903952044951961</id><published>2009-02-28T23:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:36:44.013+07:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome life</title><content type='html'>today was one of the reason why i have to admit my 14 &amp; a half years of undeniably awesome life. my life is terrific as in many billion ways. yea it sounds cheezy at first, but it really is. do you have a good life too? well, probably right now you might be thinking about what was going on to my life today till i have this kinda thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out with my dog bonita trying to climb on to my bed. her head was on the bed, but his body just didnt have the power to jump to my high bed. it was hilarious. her tongue was licking my hands when i woke up. it was kinda bit early, at 8 o'clock. i decided to wake up at the time and went to the living-room for a lil bit of facebook time. i had a fried rice breakfast. it was a bit different from the usual fried rice though. it was brought by my mother that came from kalimantan . it has pieces of crab in it. i find it nice and also tasty. do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i had a warm and cozy shower, probably about 10 minutes. when i went out to the dining table, my mom and my dad were talking about the planning of the settlement movement. my family will move to another house in also menteng at a road named jalan surabaya. damn, i'm having a lot of fun at this house. i'm not feeling anything to move to 'some other house'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to that ex mall again as usual with a planning to go to daryl's house first before. went there at about 10 from my house. have a little football game with beni. i won the critical and very intense game with him. i won 11-9. yeah it was scary at first. i almost lost my heart from going out. and then, i went to ex and arrived at 1:30. i was playing a little game with daryl and easily won the first set when brian, my friend that challenged both of us came. first, he played with dayrl. he lost 5-2 to daryl. then, it was my turn, i was very nervous at first, and unfortunately lost the first rack. i had a turning point and make a go for a 4 consecutive win. 4-1 was the score. after that, i was a lil bit calm. but guess what? he won 3 consecutive game and make the score to be 4-4. just when i wanted to break the rack for the 9th, i were challenged to eat a tower sandwich for 5 minutes unless i'll pay 75 thousand rupiahs by my friends. i dumbly accepted the offer, i didnt know how big tower sandwich is. the guy told me that it was just kinda small. well, it came and it turned out to be just like name. huge! i didnt make it although i was very hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and back to the game. after the tie, i wrapped up the game by winning 2 consecutive games. 6-4 is the final score. i was kinda disappointed with the score though, but well, i won anyway. it just made score for pokawang (my gang) 2 and brian 0. the last game of the challenge will be played by richard. richard easily won 5-1. congratulations for pokawang and all my other friends that also do not want brian to win. no offense bri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time was 5 when i was going to go to MALL OF INDONESIA (gading nih)  with my interchange friends. i had a dinner there at the food court. after that, i watched a movie called marley &amp; me. actually at first, i wanted to watch the famous slumdog millionaire, but it turned out to be sold out. it turned out to be pretty good too. yeah it's my 5th movie of the month that i watch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-483903952044951961?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/483903952044951961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=483903952044951961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/483903952044951961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/483903952044951961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/awesome-life.html' title='awesome life'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-6169346544028880603</id><published>2009-02-26T22:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:01:01.355+07:00</updated><title type='text'>before-easter times</title><content type='html'>today went good, and also special. it was the first day of the before-easter times or the time that we likely say masa pra paskah in indonesian. there was a bible-reading just before the lessons for about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first lesson was indonesian. we were given a test. a test that would cover all of our bad scores. we were told to write 2 different news with some similarities. yeah it was kinda easy.  oh yea before it'sgetting too boring. i just want to straighten it up again why i'm writing these almost daily posts. besides i want to share my stories to you guys, i also want to share my stories to me myself in the next 10 or 20 years later. you are right ne, i'm also obsessed with benjamin button now. he's also writing to his diary, isnt he? such a great film! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the school times after indonesian lesson, i was mostly pretending to listen to the teachers. except for the physics lesson, it was fun. all my friends of the class kept laughing and telling jokes each other. the teacher is the nun. so she was just very depressed with us. i also think that our class is the best ever. besides it's kampungan and norak. it also makes everything funny with each person's characteristic trademark. the best class ever that i've been on at my times in junior high of canisius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going home, i had an english lesson until 4. i fell asleep again. i recently just do nap these days. it was the 3th day that i've done day-sleeping. woke up at 7 and had a little bit of snack just to make my stomach stocked. and again, spending the night with discovery channel. the program that i watched today is machines of malice. it was horrible and terrifying. cant stand watching it so i played fifa instead. and right now blogging. goodbye, i am already tired now. see you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking forward for tomorrow. my mom's going to be back home to jakarta after her trip to balikpapan for 3 days! i have to admit it. i miss her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-6169346544028880603?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/6169346544028880603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=6169346544028880603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6169346544028880603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6169346544028880603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/before-easter-times.html' title='before-easter times'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-812300045913483349</id><published>2009-02-26T21:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:17:53.160+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dusty wednesday</title><content type='html'>yesterday went fast. even faster than i expected it was gonna be. our lessons time was cut by 15 minutes for each lesson, so it's just like cutting 2 hours from the usual time. we were going to have a mass. a holy wednesday mass or whatever it's named. i dont really know what it's held for. all i know that it's the 40th day before the easter day. isnt that even correct? well, please. i really am catholic though. but it's just my religion. doesnt describe my whole belief or my whole religious personality of being God's children. i admit i was quite off from these things. in fact, i had bought a book named 'the atheists' bible'. wanna read it? interesting! it's just the name of the book that is atheist. not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. started with social studies. there was a test, a god-damn test that i hadnt even studied yet. i thought it was gonna be just fine because the test was just going to remind us to all the recent chapters that we were studying. i was speechless. just by seeing the first 10 questions, it blew my head off. i knoooooow. i had scores under 65 ONLY in my social studies. i had promised to God to study this lesson even harder. it didnt work out. i just suck in social studies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics is up next. pak tri handoko had warned us to cut our long hair the day before. i didnt cut it, i just made it tidy by combing it all the way back. my friends were fooled. they though i had cut it. it also happened to pak tri. luckily enough, i made a pass. dont quite know what's in his mind. he usually gets me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hit the fastforward button and it was english lesson already. it was a speaking test! i was a bit worried at the time because i didnt quite do the writing well. and the thing that i was afraid of happened. i was called to come in front to tell an experience being lost in an island. i sucked the test. i didnt remember some parts of my writing. but as usual, the teacher didnt recognize me at all. i was given 99 and 100. g'job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home right after the mass and fell asleep when i hit my bed. woke up at 7 and playing that tennis mania again in facebook. just at 7:45 i did the math task to make 17 questions. did it for an hour. after that i spent the whole time in my room watching discovery channel and also mumbai calling at hbo and also chatting. it was splendid. hilarious! then i slept a bit until 2:30. watch the chelsea-juventus game for just 45 minutes before i went to the real sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-812300045913483349?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/812300045913483349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=812300045913483349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/812300045913483349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/812300045913483349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/dusty-wednesday.html' title='dusty wednesday'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4543431662211817577</id><published>2009-02-24T19:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:00:31.809+07:00</updated><title type='text'>school of fun</title><content type='html'>23th of february&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 2 days of school were absolutely fun. i've been having this such good mood after the great weekend that i had had. i'm glad to be in a good mood like this. even though i had to as hard as i can maintain my grades, i'm feeling very obvious to pass the school tests and the others. oh yea on friday i forgot to tell that i was given the grades paper. it turned out pretty well, it's actually less than i expected it would be. but i'm not usually watching these numbers, am i? i think 78 of the average would just boost me up at the 20s. improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with monday. on the first lesson, it was journalism. another unexpected test. bu wina just kept shoving us and pushing me to the very corner of my brain. i hadnt been told by anybody before. then again thats why i hate the lesson. she couldnt blame me enough with my good looking scores. improvement! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going on to the 5th hour. it was physics education. pak tri had told us to make the rhytmical gymnastic package. but again and again, with my laziness, i fobbed off the task. i were just doing some gymnastics move that i had never even thought of. the moves just crossed my mind every single time i tried to think. i thought i'd done well on the test. during the test, nicholas and i were talking about universities. i told him that i were going to study law, he said something that makes me interested in england. so i think i changed my mind again. i'm now planning to go to england to study international law and then do something in the states. rene kept telling that england's bad, but who cares? i'd love to go to old trafford!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day finished with social studies. we learnt about the geographical surface of the planet earth. i discovered how the lands were moving very tiny space in almost the last 500 million years and still moving. it moves from time to time for about 3 centimetres per year! for example the north america land are now still moving their way to the west. i like the lesson, but i dont think i could do the test well. it has a lot of remembering parts that i sucked at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th of february&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was tuesday, and again it was my favorite day. with the least lessons and also the fun ones such as biology and computer. it started out with indonesian lecture. it was very fun. nicholas, william, richard, brian and i were having fun together. we wrote down all the people in the class and started mocking them with describing him in words : here is what we all wrote &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;all that's written under is fake. the ones that are offended may comment me in the chatbox! these are undeniably very very offensive. you must be over 17 to read this! once again, it's just a stupid joke and also an inside joke that nicholas, brian, william, richard and i made. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;writing deleted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it might make your angle of view a bit different just like i do. no offense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day went very fun that i didnt even feel any boredness. i did the tryout very well, got home, had english lesson and blogging! what a fun day it was!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4543431662211817577?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4543431662211817577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4543431662211817577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4543431662211817577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4543431662211817577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-of-fun.html' title='school of fun'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-8751281708364183400</id><published>2009-02-22T22:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:06:02.258+07:00</updated><title type='text'>great weekend part 2</title><content type='html'>sunday is today! and guess what! i would be playing tennis again for the day. i was a bit boring though. but i was getting better and better this time. i was the winner of the small competition that was held for the seven of the children that were also playing with me there. i got home and spending the rest of the day at kak paulus (my lessons teacher) with my brother and mike. i got nothing to study there so i was just playing the games at his computer. it was totally fun! it also made me to think too though. for example, the logic games such as crossing river with some circumstances on and the who wants to be a millionaire quiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin mandy was planning to go to my house to go together to the church. well, it was the one particular thing that makes me want to go to the place. actually it's my fourth week of church in 2009! well done ruben. so i went to church and had a mass of one hour and fifteen minutes. after that, my brother, cousin and i were going to cali deli, the vietnamese sandwich restaurant to have a quick dinner. it was good. and theeen , i got home and watch a movie in hbo called national lampoon christmas' vacation. then right now i'm blogging. yeah enough for today. good byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8751281708364183400?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8751281708364183400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8751281708364183400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8751281708364183400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8751281708364183400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/great-weekend-part-2.html' title='great weekend part 2'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1521585531323617785</id><published>2009-02-22T22:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:07:02.923+07:00</updated><title type='text'>great weekend</title><content type='html'>my last weekend was awesome. it was filled by lots and lots of fun. well, i've always had fun almost everytime but i think this weekend was just great. it brought me into something i've never had in a long time. probably about 2 months ago while i was at the interchange program. yeah that long! and i also had a chance to make a post at my blog again! cool, huh? i know but sorry for these 2 or 3 days if i didnt really post something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to start this post, i would like to tell you just like how great my weekend started. saturday 21th february : as usual and will never get boring, my friends and i were planning to go to ex again. but there's something quite unusual then. nicholas adrian, "my little yellow friend" (no offense nic) had some kind of traktiran / the one that he didnt want us call party. i was very excited because i'd never had it for over half of the year and i also wouldnt have to pay for the rather expensive food in cork &amp; screw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started in daryl's house. i went there with beni nicholas and koncor. we had some kind of winning eleven competition. or is it pre evolution soccer? i sucked. like totally bad. my team had 30 ++ goals conceded. does that describe it enough? lol . after the 3-hour something little competition, we headed ex at about 1:30. rene'd been there waiting for us for a long time before. sorry ne. and then as usual we played pool. i didnt play well enough to beat daryl this time. so..my master title in ex q-billiard had to be dismissed for a moment. dammit! after 2 hours playing, we were already tired enough to eat burger at burger spot for a little snack before the cork &amp; screw dinner. we had already bought a ticket for the pink panther movie at 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Pink Panther 2 is a 2009 spy comedy film directed by Harald Zwart[2] It is the sequel to the 2006 film The Pink Panther, a reboot of the popular comedy series.[3] The film was released on February 6, 2009 in North America.[4] In the film, Inspector Clouseau must team up with detectives from other countries to rout the daring cat burglar, The Tornado, who has returned after a decade of inactivity. Steve Martin, who reprised the role of Clouseau, originated by Peter Sellers, polished the original script written by Scott Neustadter and Michael M, Weber in November 2006.[3] Columbia Pictures, partnering with MGM on the sequel, hired the team of Lowell Ganz and Babaloo Mandel to perform a further rewrite in January 2007.[5] Principal photography began in Paris on August 20, 2007, then moved to Boston several weeks later, where filming ended on November 2, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bollywood actress Aishwarya Rai Bachchan appears in the female lead as criminology expert, Sonia Solandres. John Cleese replaces Kevin Kline as Chief Inspector Dreyfus with Jean Reno and Emily Mortimer reprising their roles as his partner Ponton and his girlfriend Nicole. Andy García and Alfred Molina round out the cast as detectives, Inspector Vicenzo Brancaleone and Chief Inspector Randall Pepperidge.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious for some time, but kinda bit boring for another moment. but overall i would say it as a 4 star movie. not bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORK &amp; SCREW TIME&lt;br /&gt;we headed straight to plaza indonesia to have a free dinner (except for nicholas) at the cork &amp; screw. it was great. i had the fried snails i guess or some kind of the small animals called escargo. THANK YOU NIC&lt;br /&gt;to finish the day we spent the rest of the night at q-billiard ex again. daryl and i were having the missionary title competition again. finally for over 3 hours playing pool there, we havent found the winner yet. so we just made ourselves as the masters anyways. it sounded cool and also catchy in indonesian. 'GELAR Q-BILLIARD'. so the both of us will be the master of q-billiard ex for at least a week. we also drank long island ice tea. it was just good. then i got home at 11.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1521585531323617785?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1521585531323617785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1521585531323617785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1521585531323617785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1521585531323617785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/great-weekend.html' title='great weekend'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4583873990676543174</id><published>2009-02-20T16:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:54:32.733+07:00</updated><title type='text'>TENNIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SZ59bK2RoMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zzUTY8SYKdc/s1600-h/tennis"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 87px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SZ59bK2RoMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zzUTY8SYKdc/s200/tennis" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304815316810965186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis is a sport played between two players (singles) or between two teams of two players each (doubles). Each player uses a strung racquet to strike a hollow rubber ball covered with felt (most of the time Optic Yellow,[1] but can be any color or even two-tone) over a net into the opponent's court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The modern game of tennis originated in the United Kingdom in the late 19th century as "lawn tennis" and had heavy connections to the ancient game of real tennis. After its creation, tennis spread throughout the upper-class English-speaking population before spreading around the world. Tennis is an Olympic sport and is played at all levels of society at all ages. The sport can be played by anyone who can hold a racket, including people in wheelchairs. In the United States, there is a collegiate circuit organized by the National Collegiate Athletics Association.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what makes me so interested about it. i think it's my type of sport. i'm addicted to it now. damn it. not the right time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the adoption of the tiebreaker in the 1970s, the rules of tennis have changed very little since the 1890s. A recent addition to professional tennis has been the adoption of "instant replay" technology coupled with a point challenge system, which allows a player to challenge the official call of a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with its millions of players, millions of people worldwide follow tennis as a spectator sport, especially the four Grand Slam tournaments (sometimes referred to as the "majors"): the Australian Open, the French Open, Wimbledon, and the US Open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4583873990676543174?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4583873990676543174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4583873990676543174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4583873990676543174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4583873990676543174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/tennis-is-sport-played-between-two.html' title='TENNIS'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SZ59bK2RoMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zzUTY8SYKdc/s72-c/tennis' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4475006711456935041</id><published>2009-02-18T23:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:57:13.092+07:00</updated><title type='text'>texting for blogging</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary, today was just fine. i woke up earlier at about 5:30 to get more energy. it's my new trick to be ready for the day. plus, i also had to finish the citizenship wisdom that i hadnt made for the lesson today. at 6:30 sharp, i went to school after playing a little tennis and had a warm shower. i was listening my ipod during the 10-minute drive. i listened to the beatles and also bob dylan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first lesson was social studies, the teacher who usually taught us the lesson didnt come, so we just had to do a task to make a summary of a new chapter with the substitution teacher. so there's nothing to do with the lesson, just like an additional so it's not important. the substitution teacher was pak digdo. he used to be very kind and ignorantly giving the students chance to chit chat. he didnt do it this time. he checked the students' work one by one. luckily i was still awake and was in the right mood to be diligent. yeah diligent me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the boring 1 and a half hours of social studies, physics was up next. we were worried because the last test about magnetism was going to be given. congrats to rene and nicholas and also naufal who got 90 ++. especially rene who got 96. big applause! unfortunately with my bad theories and also careless counting, i just got 68. i was sad at the time i got the paper, but to be frankly saying, actually i was kinda happy to just pass the test. i was kinda confident at the test but well oh well, ruben is still ruben, with his careless counting and bad theories. when am i going to improve?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bell rang and i ate gita's cathering food again at the first break. theeen plkj is the lesson. we were asked to make a mind-mapping for the human rights lesson. i did it just fine. i made a clock of human rights. it includes everything in one human right right for every hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad part came, at agama lesson, again, i forgot to bring the paper for suara hati lesson. there were just two of us who didnt bring the papers. rene and i. how sad it was! with 20 minutes left on the clock, we had no excuses not to go to moderator. even the pastor almost didnt know what he should ask us to do. finally asked us to tide up the books and the holy bibles in the cupboard in moderator. it was easy. super easy compared to the other detention that he usually gives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english lesson was just right at the corner. first thing to start the lesson, mr.sum told us the marks for the english tryout. i got just 85. it was way less then my target of 95 but i can still except it. well, not trying to be arrogant, but yeah i think it was easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had the citizenship test for the last lesson of the day. i think i did just well. 85 might be in my pocket. pak supri was as usual very nationalist. he's just like a politician. well, a citizenship teacher doesnt have to be like a legislative candidate, does he? he once told us not to put the broom besides the indonesian flag, then he dropped the broom down on the ground. everyone gave him an applause. it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i got home. i slept for about 3 hours while trying to watch hbo. i just watched a glitch of the music and lyrics movie. it was awesome. i didnt think drew barrymore was that beautiful before the movie. yeah she was not beautiful, but still, she was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before spending the night playing fifa with my brother, i had a spanish lesson together with my mother and brother. it was good. today i learned about the conditional sentences in spanish. i like it! hope some day it will be useful for me if i went to usa or spain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta remember for tomorrow that i have to book the tennis court for saturday before going to ex. and gotta stop texting because my hands are full of pain now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye diary&lt;br /&gt;ruben&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4475006711456935041?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4475006711456935041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4475006711456935041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4475006711456935041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4475006711456935041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/texting-for-blogging.html' title='texting for blogging'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2573151749371935025</id><published>2009-02-17T18:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:18:55.219+07:00</updated><title type='text'>spirit on!</title><content type='html'>Dear diary, today was definitely better than yesterday. i had a lot of fun with my friends. i played basketball in my class. and had a chat with my friends during the lessons especially biology as usual. tuesday is my favorite day of the week because the lessons are just so enjoyable. indonesian, biology, computer, pater eko and english at last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it was all started in the morning when i'd just remembered that the math tryout is gonna be held later on the day. i hadnt studied it even one single page of the thick math book. the day before actually i'd been reminded by someone i think nicholas. but i kinda forget it and being such a careless guy. it made me shocked at first. but when i came in to my class and asked everybody, probably about 2 thirds of the students didnt study. i felt relax the togetherness and solidarity of my friends. especially the lazy ones. it's kinda bad for me really (to be friends to the lazy ones), but it's good. i know one time i had to walk out of this situation. it makes me lazy too. especially yogi. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first lesson was indonesian. we were given the imaginary future tryout paper. i didnt do it at all. in fact, nicholas and i were trying the internet that'd been on since i went to xl center in ex in sunday. it is fun. now i can browse to the internet anytime anywhere if i have my cellphone near me. how awesome it is! well, i'm new in the world of technology. so please, dont laugh at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you know how fun it was gonna be. it's BIOLOGY! i couldnt do anything. pak anton drew a picture of how the kidney works or something like that. it was undrawable, even untraceable. plus, with all the parts in it written in latin. oh yeah, what i'm supposed to do. he is just like forcing me not to study. it's not something new to us. we just kinda have to pretend to listen and write something, then everything is fine. when the test comes, we usually copy a notebook from someone who writes everything. last test, i got 96! yeahh. at that time, nicholas borrowed my phone and played the v-rally championship, and so did i. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first break comes, i bought the food from gita cathering again. and it was once again 'el delicioso'. computer lesson is up next. thanks to bernardinus randy (beni), my website task is done with 4 not-bad flash programs. i got 80 80 and 75. well, it's much much more than i expected it was going to be at first. after that, pater eko came in to the class. he made a decision to check the student's agenda and give one score out of it. luckily i managed to bring my agenda and i was given 85 for it. yea lucky me! i dont usually bring it but this time around was just perfect! then he explained us about the ways to be a highly defective teens for about 20 minutes. get the point that he wants the student to be more proactive and open to the surroundings. it was catchy and funny the way he explained. actually i'm kinda proud of him. a young principal, also a pastor that not only cares about scores, but also their students' social life. it's kinda the opposite to my recent posts but it think he's changing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at english lesson, unfortunately i was discovered to be playing the whole time at the back of my class throwing tip-ex to get stuck on the wall. i was called several times and had to speak in front of my class at least 5 sentences. it was embarrassing. then the tryout test scores were mentioned. i got 85. good job ruben! not too proud of it but i just want to be happy that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then MATH TRYOUTTTT !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hard hard hard hard hard hard hard !!!&lt;br /&gt;just hoping i passed 65 this time...&lt;br /&gt;sweet jesus. it was so fucking hard.&lt;br /&gt;luckily my friends also have the same problems in the test, so at least i was relieved for a little bit. still doesnt help me to pass 65. but it was all in god's hands now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home feeling very tired after spending 9 hours at school. but still i had to do the english lesson while i was trying to sleep. then, a quick warm shower wil do it just fine for me. later on the night i went to kak paulus to have a lgttle bit of study, but i think i played much more than i studied. went home. read a wikipedia article for pilsner urquell, a beer that is in the game that rene and i have been playing in kak paulus'. good night everybody! &lt;br /&gt;bye diary&lt;br /&gt;ruben&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2573151749371935025?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2573151749371935025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2573151749371935025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2573151749371935025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2573151749371935025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-diary-today-was-definitely-better.html' title='spirit on!'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1181463941206188004</id><published>2009-02-17T18:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T18:23:02.177+07:00</updated><title type='text'>weird yesterday</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary, i'm sorry but i didnt create a new post for you guys to read yesterday. but it was explainable. i was very lazy yesterday, i was too lazy that didnt even have an energy to open my eyes while i was showering to go to school. then at school i cant mention it all but all i want you to know is that i had bad scores. especially math. i got 20 for the last test. it was about barisan bilangan. well, i forgot the formula of the total of the aritmathical numbers. i was very depressed yesterday. i was just sitting there at my seat at the very back of the class. doing nothing and trying to get what the teachers were saying. omg what a terrible and boring day yesterday was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home with the thinking of watching hbo till i fell asleep. i started to watch a movie whatever the name of the movie is i didnt care. i really fell asleep just a couple of minutes later. i slept for about 4hours. it was bad.yes. but i really needed that. it didnt quite work out. miraclously my body was still sleepy yet although my mind kept telling me to wake up. it was a totally weird day really. i got to bed later on the night at about 10. i spent the rest of the day playing tennis in my front room. it has enough space to bounce the ball back to me again and bounce it again to the cupboard many times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1181463941206188004?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1181463941206188004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1181463941206188004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1181463941206188004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1181463941206188004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/weird-yesterday.html' title='weird yesterday'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3347517576252311866</id><published>2009-02-15T21:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:33:30.912+07:00</updated><title type='text'>super sunday</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary, today was very fun. i had a bit of sport, a bit of togetherness with my family, a bit of enjoyment and also a bit of going out to the mall. but "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;" i didnt have a bit of spiritual satisfaction. well i almost made it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i actually woke up early not like usually on weekends. at about 8! i went straight to the kitchen. i saw my mother and brother eating breakfast. so i had a breakfast. there's fried rice on the table. it was very good. my old maid, or that my family usually calls her "mbok" made it. it was my favorite food since i were 8. it is undeniably a high class food. might be my favorite food that i'll never forget in my life. i'm absolutely gonna miss it when i'm away from indonesia. mbok has been working with my family for about 38 years. yes, when my mother was still 9 years old. imagine that! being separated away to work for somebody else for half-time of your age. it's totally insane. she is very active and helpful too. she is possibly at about 70 years of age or more. she doesnt know when she was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after it, i had my ipod on my stomach and kinda laid down on the sofa. just a bit of relaxing after b'fast. a couple of minutes later, mike came in to my house and it reminded me of the tennis lesson that we're gonna do at 11 today. mike, my brother ,my mother and i went to kemayoran tennis club to play some tennis. it's the second week of tennis we'll play regularly from that moment on. it went well. the tennis fever is still on and there hasnt been any trouble yet. rene's supposed to play with us too, but he'd decided to do it in the following week because of laziness excuse. 2 hours of tennis went so fast for me. i'm also getting the rhythm of the game again just like 3 years ago. improvement is seen compared to the week before. well my first objective this time is just to do sport but i think i want to do better. i want this to become my hobby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home and had some rest. i watched hbo but there's no good movies there. so i was wondering with mike if there's something we could do. i suggested to watch a movie and he agreed. at 16:30 we went to ex the mall to watch 'the curious case of benjamin button'.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; "I was born under unusual circumstances." And so begins "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button," adapted from the 1920s story by F. Scott Fitzgerald about a man who is born in his eighties and ages backwards: a man, like any of us, who is unable to stop time. We follow his story, set in New Orleans from the end of World War I in 1918, into the 21st century, following his journey that is as unusual as any man's life can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the movie telling us about. a baby that was born at the age of 80 and getting younger ang younger. find out how the man worked out with that kind of situation. i had to admit it's a fantastic movie. it is definitely a 5 stars movie. yes perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i had promised my mom to be home at 18:30 to go to the church. but it didnt work out because the film it self took for about 2 and a half hours. i felt terrible to my mom and also my spiritual soul. well i havent gone to church for about 2 weeks. not too long for me but things changed. i had a lot of fake promises to my mom. mostly about the time of going home. last saturday (nandra's bday) i said i was going home at 11 but i didnt. this sunday, i wanna pay it by going to church with her but again i missed it. sorry mom.. well you might say i could walk out of the cinema and go to church with her, but the film. the film was tooooo goooood to be missed! too good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now at 10:27 i'm watching the match between aston villa and everton. still waiting for manchester united to play a match against derby! yeah defeat them! GO MANU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios..&lt;br /&gt;ruben&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3347517576252311866?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3347517576252311866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3347517576252311866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3347517576252311866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3347517576252311866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-very-fun.html' title='super sunday'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4481425953998240345</id><published>2009-02-14T22:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:21:58.958+07:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's day</title><content type='html'>dear diary, it's been valentine's day today. well i didnt really know about the history of the name valentine. but i just discovered it in wikipedia. it is said that saint valentine was the name of several martyrs in ancient Rome. the name valentine is derived from the word 'valens' that means worthy. i didnt quite get the relation between saint valentine and the love. well  my ex girlfriend several years ago told me that valentine is the love itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right now you must be tired of reading the intro. you might be wondering what i'd done in my lonely valentine's day. i'd done a lot of fun things. yeah it's fun and not romantic at all. god i missed the romantic times with my ex! well actually i went to ex the mall today with my friends. i got the difference between the jomblo fun then the romance fun. the jomblo fun is more like the happiness of freedom. and the romance fun is something serious and you know how much your girlfriend means to you. i prefer the jomblo fun better. yeahh fredooom ! that's all we need to be a normal easy-going child, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, i woke up at 9 and played fifa 09 till i broke. i settled in for a little bit of bread that was dipped in egg. throw it on the pan and fry it till it became kinda brown-ish yellow. and my family and i ate it by dipping it again in the mashed potatoes that my mother'd made the night before. let me call that the french-dutch toast. french toast: because it's dipped in egg and fried. and dutch because it's eaten with mashed potatoes. yeah i loved it. i ate 3 of them. just very well to start the val's day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to ex at 1pm. i played pool at q-billiard just to wait my other friends to come. i waited them for almost an hour. damn it how come they're always late. after they came, i played with daryl for a little title match. i won the game very intensely. the objective was to reach 5 and to win by 2 games. so it's supposed to be around 5,6 or 7 but it turned out to be very tight and i beat him by the final score of 9-7 and i become the EX Q-BILLIARD MASTER undeniably it is super lebay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to fish &amp; co to have a lunch. i had a prawn fettucini. it was bad food. but i enjoyed the calamary though. so we went straight to the XXI to watch a movie called valkyrie. here's the synopsis &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In a country in the grips of evil, in a police state where every move is being watched, in a world where justice and honor have been subverted, a group of men hidden inside the highest reaches of power decide to take action. Based on the true story of Colonel Claus von Stauffenberg and the daring and ingenious plot to eliminate one of the most evil tyrants the world has ever known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proud military man, Colonel Claus von Stauffenberg is a loyal officer who serves his country all the while hoping that someone will find a way to stop Hitler before Europe and Germany are destroyed. Realizing that time is running out, he decides that he must take action himself and joins the German resistance. Armed with a cunning strategy to use Hitler's own emergency plan - known as Operation Valkyrie - these men plot to assassinate the dictator and overthrow his Nazi government from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With everything in place, with the future of the world, the fate of millions and the lives of his wife and children hanging in the balance, von Stauffenberg is thrust from being one of many who oppose Hitler to the one who must kill Hitler himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's a 4 star movie for me. the story was good, the picture was tremendous, the sound made it perfect and i also got a meaning from this story. actually sometimes the good couldnt defeat the evil, but in the end there would be no such a winning or losing. but there will be a feeling of satisfaction. and we had to even die for something just to get that feeling. it's a feeling of a champion. a feeling of a true winner. the winner of his own self. and the thing we must do is just to do the thing that we believe the good and try to fight for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, we played pool again. this time we played the 'last man standing' game. it's a 3-people game. each person has their own balls. the objective is to put in the other balls except your own balls. the person who has their own balls even by one will win. it was fun, but i sucked. the 2 other players daryl and mario worked together and put me to be their opponent. i lost every time. it was a cheat actually but i didnt care. i am still the ex q-billiard master anyway. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before going home, we went to starbucks for a little bit of break. my friends had a single glass of iced green tea latte. it looked very good but i didnt drink anything there. i just ate a single stroopwafel. i knew it was from holland because my aunts usually bring me that cake everytime they get back from holland. i said it to rene but he didnt care. i think he was tired with my racism and jokes. i met rena there and she was sad and also happy because she admitted in saint joseph institution but also sad because she doesnt want to go there and felt terrible to her friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i want to congratulate to &lt;br /&gt;nicholas gozi naufal c.kristo. agung alvin nael maxi and all my other friends that are admitted in SJI. well done. time to move on. it would be a big step for them to reach higher education. okay i think it's been a lot for today's post. and i had better be sleeping because at 11 tomorrow i'll be doing the fun tennis lesson again. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4481425953998240345?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4481425953998240345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4481425953998240345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4481425953998240345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4481425953998240345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day_14.html' title='valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1356140201343396790</id><published>2009-02-13T22:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:45:55.777+07:00</updated><title type='text'>flowing friday</title><content type='html'>dear diary. today i felt kinda sick. i caught a little fever that made me so quiet and dead. i almost didnt have an energy to get up from my bed and went to school. it took me a lot of time to prepare to school not like usual. even i had to put on my shoes in my car. unfortunately, i totally forgot to bring the socks, so i wore the shoes without the socks. it was really embarrassing actually. but i made a decision to stay out of it. it worked just well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly i wanna say HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NICHOLAS ADRIAN. his birthday is on the 13th of february. it's today. so the first thing i did when i came in to my class was to shake nicholas' hand and congratulated him. he's already 15 by the way. so i was thinking that i might be the youngest in the class. my birthday is still in june. well, nevermind. im proud to be young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first two subjects was english language. it's reasonably fun and i enjoyed it. my energy boosted up again after i had 100 at the speaking. after that, some of my friends had to go because they were going to do the test for the saint joseph institution. i wished nicholas and the others a good luck. and then we had to wait a while before the next lesson, biology. we were playing basketball but then just while i was throwing the ball on the wall, pak anton, the biology teacher came and i was called. i was ordered to go to the moderator to do the detention. i was unlucky. the detention was given to me to sweep and to mop the whole moderator room. yeah it was tiring and worth it i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the first break comes, i head my way to the canteen again. i ate fried rice and fride chicken as usual. and then it was citizenship lesson. pak supri was awesome. he  gave us a chance to study for the try-out later on. yeah i was happy because the later on try out would be english so i could play the game at evan's cellphone. his cellphone has so many fun games and it also has wi-fi. so my blank activity at school could be filled in with evan's cellphone's games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the math test is up next. i gave up just after i saw the questions paper. it was very hard. so different with the ones that i had studied. i thought i could just do for at least 60% of it, it was an impossible test for me. let's just hope i wouldnt have to do the remedial test. after the test, we had a mass. it was so boring that i didnt hear a single word that the pastor's said. it took for about an hour and 15 minutes.  so after that, the english tryout was just in the corner. it was super easy. or i thought it was. i finished the 60-questions test in just about 30 minutes. well, then i had to sleep for the rest of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before my friends and i got home, there's something that we had to do to the birthday boy, nicholas. it started with naufal's idea. his idea was to spill a sack full of flour on top of nicholas' head. he did that and so my other friends started to throw him a lot of water, like fanta, cokes, ice tea and also mineral water. he was pissed off. but by the way. it was his birthday. so be happy nic!LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got home and checking out my computer for a lot of time. i played that tennis mania game again. yeah i am a tennis mania! i also played a little tennis at my backyard. it was kinda stupid really, but who cares? it's a sport, it's good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and currently now i'm watching philadelphia &lt;br /&gt;Andrew Beckett, a gay lawyer infected with AIDS, is fired from his conservative law firm in fear that they might contract AIDS from him. After Andrew is fired, in a last attempt for peace, he sues his former law firm with the help of a homophobic lawyer, Joe Miller. During the court battle, Miller sees that Beckett is no different than anyone else on the gritty streets of the city of brotherly love, sheds his homophobia and helps Beckett with his case before AIDS overcomes him.  Written by Geoffrey A. Middleton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was very cool. it told me more about the law. i'm getting more interested in law than ever before. so i think it's goodbye for my architect obsession. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruben&lt;br /&gt;signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1356140201343396790?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1356140201343396790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1356140201343396790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1356140201343396790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1356140201343396790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-diary.html' title='flowing friday'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-488889715059090176</id><published>2009-02-12T22:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:12:21.246+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tennis fever</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary, sorry that yesterday you didnt have a chance to read a new post in my used-to-be-a-daily-blog. it ruined my whole mission to post daily in my blog for at least 2 weeks. yeah i know i had to start all over again to complete the impossible mission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was all started when i had the 2-hour tennis lesson on sunday. i had this kinda  feeling that i should say 'tennis fever'. everything i thought had a little connection to tennis. for example, when i was playing soccer today. the ball was coming towards me, but i just stood there and tried to swing the ball as hard as i can. it was awkward for me for sure. another example happened while i was playing basketball yesterday. my friend passed the basketball to me. i raised my right hand up and hit it just like hitting a tennis ball on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..to start my post for today, lets just wrap it up at first in the morning. my thursday morning started at 6 when my maid woke me up. as usual i went to sleep again. i told my mind to wake up at 5 minutes later. but it didnt work. i got to the shower at 6 20. but it was just the perfect time considering the distance between my house and the school. i know that one day i have to change this bad habit. yea you know me. i'm the type of guy that never changes. maybe it's true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at school i totally had forgotten or had tried to forget that there's gonna be a social studies re-test. it was about the asean thingy. luckily the test is held on the third hour so i had at least 1,5 hour to study at the indonesian lecture. i just read my friend's notebook then but i wasnt remembering the whole thing, probably i just got 70% of it. good for me, the test was very easy and i was rather confident about it. the bell rang for the first break and i had a delicious food from gita's catering (8th grade student who had a food catering). yeah i wouldnt deny it's quality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was mathematics time. these days i'm quite proud of my scores in math. because besides the current lesson was rather easy, i like it as well. no arrogance is shown here. anyway it's my blog. hell yeah! the lesson started with pak wawan giving us 10 'barisan bilangan' questions. first i saw the questions, i knew it was going to be hard but when i started to do them, it worked out well. tony (the king of math) and i had the same answers. after it, he gave us one question that would be the little quiz for the day. i answered it just fine. got a right mark for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after math, physics practical work was the lesson. it goes enjoyable. i always love the lesson because all i had to do was just to connect all the wires to the voltmeter or amperemeter or a magnet or something else and discover what happened. i played with the tools and then copied my friend wicak's answers for the lab work report. it went fun as usual. and also it's in a small class with 3 air-conditioners in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second-break bell rang and i played soccer. complete my sports mission for the day to do any sport for a day. it's quite simple. yeah it is very simple. but i told you it works. after work lab, i did art and i went home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after-school, i was just lying in my bed watched whose line is it anyway? it was so funny that i couldnt syop laughing. the black guy acted like a person that comes from an isolates country-island and speak a very funny language. it's hilarious. i just love the show. at 4pm, it was the simpsons time, but my english teacher came in to my house not long after i started watching the simpsons. i had the lesson just for an hour because i had to go to the first precamp's second meeting. it was boring but all that i know is that i'm given a task to become a security staff on the camp. yeah i like the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end the day, i went to pak paulus lesson and studied math for tomorrow test. it was fun altough he tickled me a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruben&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1857491426105880814</id><published>2009-02-11T00:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:35:47.353+07:00</updated><title type='text'>turning point tuesday</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary, today was awesome, i woke up at 6. it's a good time. i could prepare pretty much everything much longer than i usually do. went to school and school doesnt seem too bad when knew the schedules for today. indonesian lecture, english, pater eko, computer and biology. these are the subjects that could make us relax and not to be stressed even pater eko's. he's getting more and more into us and understands the way the student feel a lil bit more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something good happened at computer session. i managed to make the website. well, it's not done yet but the basics were finished. so that i just have to copy and paste the whole passage that i must put in it. thanks to romario gumulia that helped me a lot during it. yes that's right he's the one who was kinda mad at me. i didnt apologize to him but i think he understood me the way i did yesterday. i was just joking just to make fun of him. doesnt have any other meanings. i was pleased to hear the bell rang quickly after the fun indonesian lecture and the quite biology. i ate fried rice with kentucky-kinda-taste-fried-chicken in the canteen. after the computer session, pater eko came in to teach in our class. the lesson today was enjoyable. he cheered us up with lots of smile and told us the grades for the try-outs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my happiness increases fast at that time because i had quite good marks at math and biology. it was definitely above my standard. i had 77,5 at math which i'm proud of and i had 96 at my biology test. although i just had 67,5 at the whole science but i'm also quite proud of it because i thought it would be under 65. yeah it's such a turning point. i know that i will not get to be the rank-30th-or-under student for this semester. hell yeah i like my scores better now. i know how it feels yet again to be such a competitive person as i used to be. it all went wrong when i was at the seventh grade. i dont really know what happened but my scores were extremely decreasing during that time. i believe and i will make this day as a turning point (that's what rene said). well, although my grades were not as good as when i was at the elementary or at the seventh grade but i'll try to fix it. enough for the scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. the third paragraph was gombal. yea yea i know that. dont make critics on that please.. especially rene. i was trying to talk to my diary there.  i'd read your last post and yes yes i was right. the indonesian try-out was up there on the cliff waiting for us to push it down. i thought it was kinda easy actually but many of my friends told me that it was hard. i dont know which one is wrong, were my friends really in a difficulty to do the test or is it just me who did it with ease. i think the first one is the right one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evening i didnt watch hbo because it was 4pm already so i watched the simpsons, but it was a total boring episode this time, so i kinda fell asleep for an hour. i woke up, had a little english course and prepare to go to kak paulus to study physics. yeah i am busy and i use to it now. tomorrow will be a physics test about magnetism, i am confident about it and i hope i will be as confident as this when i do the test tomorrow. help me god! 1:34 AM is the time at my laptop now. i dont think i could have enough rest for tomorrow. yup i had better be sleeping. goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for an addition, how about let's say that michael jackson's voice is very high. i think he could make it to 6 octaves. unlike mariah carey that could do 5. correct me if i'm wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruben&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1857491426105880814?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1857491426105880814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1857491426105880814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1857491426105880814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1857491426105880814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/turning-point-tuesday.html' title='turning point tuesday'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3445294637657559782</id><published>2009-02-09T22:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T07:34:55.323+07:00</updated><title type='text'>michael monday jackson</title><content type='html'>another superficial post is probably needed right now. hell yeah my father got me a tia-maria and we drank about 2 glasses of it for their wedding anniversary with my mother. i felt drunk again. it was better though than the last one i had with rene and friends at nandra's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary, for the title, you have to read the whole story first to figure it out what it is. this monday was kinda bit boring. as always, but to be honest i wouldnt say it's boring. it's actually quite funner than the other mondays as the first day of school. i was trying to wake up at 6, i stood up but i went to bed again and told my maid to wake me up 5 minutes since then. she didn't do it. it makes me fell asleep again and woke up at 6:30. i was panic at the time when i saw my brother had worn his uniform and ready to go. i immediately with reflex-action stood up and walking to the bathroom to wear my t-shirt and shorts without taking a shower. but i brushed my teeth though and just went in the car and put my shoes on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the very last minute. the bell rang before i went in to my class, i ran as quickly as i could and finally made it. the first subject was journalistic. well i'm not too bored with this, we made a group of 6 to have a debate session on the next meeting. actually we'd discussed the topic and felt good about it. it was about fly-over and it's advantages and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwords, it was physical education or p.e. the teacher wanted us to do a hand-stand. yeah i know what i'm typing. a hand-stand! i had to make our body vertical to the ground with my head facing down and sustain all my weight at my hands. it was creepy at first, but after i'd tried to do it, it wasnt so bad. i felt really sorry for nicholas whose nose was bleeding because his foot accidentally kicked his own nose while trying to do a hand-stand! he had to lay down and make his nose not to bleed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was break-time, i had a very nice food. i had shrimp roll, gordon bleu and rice. i wasnt supposed to eat that because i know that later on the day i was going to my parents' wedding anniversary and i knew i would eat again there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after-break, we went to the meeting room to study social studies or ips, actually it wasnt it but i fastforwarded it to make it faster because now i feel exhausted and sleepy. at the lesson, i was called and ordered to sit in front instead of at the back because i had a 'convers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3445294637657559782?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3445294637657559782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3445294637657559782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3445294637657559782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3445294637657559782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/marvelous-monday.html' title='michael monday jackson'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2838782474570190500</id><published>2009-02-08T21:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:41:09.955+07:00</updated><title type='text'>swinging sunday</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,  i woke up this morning and i didnt believe it's sunday already. it's the last day of my weekend. damn it. i kinda hoped to rewind it again. okay. it began at 9:45 when i realized i had slept in my mother's room. it was humiliating actually. but well it was a total accident. i was kinda drunk the night before because of the "bitter sweet martini". (see my last post). so there's no big deal of sleeping with our own mother. except i'm already 14, it doesnt seem to be like something unusual. together with my brother and mother, we slept for about 10 hours. yeah yeah i know that it shouldn't be a habit but the fact is that her room is very big that it might be able to fit more than 3 pool tables. and also is very cold and there's a giant bed cover like we usually see in the hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after waking up, my brother reminded me about the tennis lesson. i'm going to the tennis lesson place in kemayoran at 11. yeah it sounded just fine. tennis. i'm going to play tennis. it was the first tennis lesson i joined after 3 full years off. i prepared my tennis rackets and drinks before we went there. it was more fun that i'd expected it was gonna be. my brother and i came there and played together. we have the same world tennis player that we like. it's rafael nadal. i was inspired of him. i wanted to be like him. i know that it sounds gay. but yeah i got into tennis because of him and the other world tennis players that i like. they are novak djokovic, marcos baghdatis, ferdando verdaso, roger federer, andy roddick, and many many more of them who i like. but for the girls, i like daniela hantuchova because she's beautiful and damn hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without looking at the time, we played tennis very well. i had this one high ball and i was aiming to swing the ball across the court just like nadal always does. i shot it and it went just an inch above the net and it went smoothly passing the coach and it hit the baseline and it went in. he gave me a thumb up and a big smile. yeah i was proud! at that time, i finally fell in love into tennis again just like 3 years ago. well i had a memory of the place. it was the same place where i had tennis lesson 3 years ago. i had collected one tennis tournament trophy because of being a runner-up. i might have been the champion. but i didnt have the opportunity to play in the final because i was going to denmark for the cisv village program when i was 11 together with rena and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the 2-hour tennis session, we went home. i had a shower. and guess what i'd seen? my dog bonita is having her period for the first time. isn't it cool? yeah it was really shocking for the first time but i was happy because she could be pregnant and has a child together with arnie, my dalmatian dog. but still i hadnt had a time to bring her to the animal doctor to give her an immunisation for diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the rest of my weekend watching hbo in my room. it's not tv. it's hbo. i watched 3 movies today. it was reign over me, balls of fury and heartbreak kid. i prefer watching heartbreak kid. it was about this playboy acted by ben stiller who had married to a girl that he'd met for just 2 months. he went for a honeymoon to cabo, mexico. the girl he married was suffering a sun-burn and her skin was all red so she had to stay in the hotel's room. so he was free and could go anywhere he wanted. he started to meet another girl and started having a relationship together. finally the girl knew it and their relationship broke up. he went to the other girl hometown in mississippi, usa and tried to apologize but didnt work out because she had already married to another man. 18 months later, they both met in cabo, mexico again. the girl went there because she went there every year. and the guy went there because he lived there and opened a business there with a guy called uncle tito. they were together again. but the film ended with the guy having another girl again and rewind the whole story again. you should really watch it. and the point that i want to have from this story is that if you want to be with somebody, dont you dare be with somebody else. it wouldnt work out. in any ways, the tragedy would be found out sooner or later. yet again it's gombal. but yeah it's a perfect story for playboys out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am 10:40&lt;br /&gt;still blogging still playing&lt;br /&gt;had to prepare for tomorrow's school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been ruben reporting for hollandess.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2838782474570190500?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2838782474570190500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2838782474570190500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2838782474570190500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2838782474570190500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/swinging-sunday.html' title='swinging sunday'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3713958013591906955</id><published>2009-02-07T23:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:11:17.840+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ended with a bitter-sweet martini</title><content type='html'>okay sorry but i want to make this one very superficial. well you know, i'm writing this post after a couple glasses of martini. sorry if my words are in disorder. it's not that many glasses of martini that i drank but yeah i'm feeling it's side effect now. no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay then...my saturday started at 9, just like usual weekends. i just dont know what happens to my body. but my mind seems to be controlling my body to wake up at 9 on weekends. anywaaaay.with my eyes still a little bit closed i went to my laptop and started browsing. i had a quick wikipedia search today. i read about tennis (the game that i've been dreaming to play), ottobahn (the road in german where the cars could go nuts and without speed limit. yeah that's awesome!) and i also read about the kingdom of england (yea that's right. the kingdom of england, the history and stuff). i know that i never do this kind of thing but i dont know i just did it. well let me tell you the fact. the night before i dreamt about this very weird story in england. once upon a time there's a child named harry potter, he lived in the kingdom of england, he likes to drive fast cars. one time, i kinda skipped the first part and see him driving in german at the highway called ottobahn. he suddenly crashed and cant walk or even drive again. so he stayed at the castle for the rest of his life watching tennis. lol. that was my mind. alomst anything can pop up in human's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i realized that my friends and i are going to ex to kinda do a weekly hang-out together. that very much describes how singles do stuffs in indonesia. it's better, free-er and definitely funner. i went to the mall and had some fun. we played pool, ate burger at burger spot and watched this friggin-boring movie called underworld. yeah it's yet again another vampire movie. hello de-javu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clock had striked 6 when i went home from the mall. i totally forgot that nandra (one of my cisv friend) was going to celebrate her 16th birthday party in the evening. i texted rena (one of my bestfriend) and asked whether she was coming. i also texted rene. he's on the way to nandra's place. but rena's still accidentally in ex (the same mall that i went to just then). i had an idea to go there and picked her up to go to nandra's place. but both i and my new driver didnt know the way to penang bistro kemayoran (nandra). so finally went to ex again, spent a while there and played a single pool match with daryl and richard and monica and 'this one guy' and rena. after that we went to nandraaaa. at first i was scared not to be able to come there but well i followed the "late or never" technical term. we were late for 2 and a half hours. yeah i would say it's not just late but almost didnt make it. came there and yet it's cisv, time is flexible. my other friends were still talking and laughing together, the bithday cake was not there yet. the party hadnt even started yet. i felt very relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the party went simple but meaningful. the gathering thing i think is the most important thing for us. we enjoyed the togetherness within all of us (especially cisv). i just like the way we did. we had our time in the penang bistro restaurant for about one hour (for me). at the end of the night, nandra invited us to come to LOEWY. it's kinda like a club. but it's not a club. it's more like an open restaurant with a lot of alcoholic drinks served there. i drank many glasses of martini. it felt bitter but kinda sweet. but bitter is the more correct word to describe it. i dont know how the freakin way james bond and all the foreigner could enjoy this drink there. i would prefer es teh manis. yeah it's much much much better. but to be honest, for an alcoholic drink like that, what about tia maria? i love it. but it has a lot of calories though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup i think that's all for today. sorry i couldnt make it before 12. it's tomorrow already. oh yeah and one more thing. i'm gonna be doing some tennis lesson for tomorrow and for the rest of my sunday mornings. hope i'll like it. bye from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruben&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3713958013591906955?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3713958013591906955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3713958013591906955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3713958013591906955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3713958013591906955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/ended-with-bitter-sweet-martini.html' title='ended with a bitter-sweet martini'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3020103932065395727</id><published>2009-02-06T18:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:40:31.371+07:00</updated><title type='text'>good day</title><content type='html'>i had a good day today. it was reaally fun. at the first lesson, it should be english but the teachers decided to make the first lesson as a studying time for the students for the later-on-the-day science tryout. it was awesome, i studied with my friends and asking questions to each other. well we didn't actually study because many of us were pasrah but it was still waaay more fun. yeah i am a social person that's right.  after that. english! i would say it's more INGlish than ENGlish because it's not british english but javanese english that my teacher mr.sum kinda made it sound like the brits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after biology and citizenship studies that as usual went great because both of the teachers were nice, it's math. pak wawan gave us a test. i was surprised and make a complaint noise about it like "aaahhh" or like "yehhh" or like "dohhh". after a while i realized that it was suuuuper easy. it is for the national test. i was relieved to hear it so i won't study hard for it. well i had three dumb mistakes on a total 20 questions. i supposed to get 85 but thanks to richard, my right-side friend. i got 95! how nice he was! well he didnt give me just like that. i had to make him want to do that kinda evil thing. once again thanks cad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at music lesson, let's say i was lucky. firstly, i was told by my friend that the music notebook is gonna be checked during it. i forgot to bring mine and i panicked. i had no idea what to do because i know that pak wayan is very text-book and he really cares about his student's notebook. so i think it would be better if i wrote it on paper. i ran over to tony and asked him to give me a paper. tony supported me well and he let me copy his notebook while perwalian by pak wawan. pak wawan's very ignorant and didn't give a damn about me copying. i finished copying tony's notebook just in time. pak wayan came in and he started calling. i was called and i gave him the paper. he sat still at the desk. i was given 60. i was a little surprised. i thought he would torn the paper in half and gave me zero with his evil face. let's say i was lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on the day there's science tryout and i worked it out just well because it was easier than i thought it would be. i think i would be able to get 70 something. because of the super long time, i had to stay in the class and do nothing for like 45 minutes, i drew. while i was drawing i had a thinking. it was a good thinking. i thought about indonesia. what is gonna happen to indonesia in like 100 years. the population is increasing higher and higher every year. and there will be no-job people, and also the people that will have less food. poor them. so i thought it would be great to have a self-sacrificing house, a house that let people to sacrifice themselves. it's easy to make and doesn't cost much money. so the thing that indonesia should be doing right now is a good religion. the better the religion is the more people would sacrifice themselves later on 100 years from now. i made a motto of the self-sacrificing house. "wanna see jesus? come and sacrifice yourself in the self-sacrificing house". lol was it a good thinking? critics needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruben..&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3020103932065395727?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3020103932065395727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3020103932065395727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3020103932065395727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3020103932065395727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-day.html' title='good day'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3959832760051781380</id><published>2009-02-06T06:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:03:02.028+07:00</updated><title type='text'>educationally boring</title><content type='html'>yeah yesterday was educationally boring. came in to my class  just a glance before the bell rang as usual. it was closer than i thought. but never mind it happens a lot. i just wanna say how bored i was yesterday at the early of the day. started with indonesian lecture and ips. ips sucks. i was given 55 at the ASEAN test. to be honest i didn't even study about it.. but to be such a goody in school i told my friends that i'd studied. it didn't work out quite what i had expected. i kinda like geography  though but i dont know what happened to me but i just didnt like this one. well i'm good in geo-challenge on facebook but i think it's not real. overall the score doesnt really matter because we are all gonna have a classical test which means a re-test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also something quite shocking yesterday. when i went back from the ips-room, there's a whole bunch of my friends who were trying to see something on a table in my class. i thought it would be journalistic test. i was right. i was given 90 on both of the journalistic theory and "praktek" tests. i was very proud of myself. rene and nicholas congratulated me on it. i felt i was really supported by both of them. such a nice friend! later on that day, i was very happy and cheered up. i finished the day in a good mood. but i thought about it again. why do i always happy because of my scores? i dont want to be like this. this is not me. i want to be happy because of something else. i want to be happy by having fun with my friends and helping other people. this is one of the thing that indonesian people have been doing. even pater eko doesn't quite care about this. he's just talking and talking about compassion and conscience stuff. but i know deeply that he just cares about his student's scores and by talking about compassion as an "additional". i concluded that i want to have both scores and compassion as the main motto of my school, compassion, conscience and competence. well, it's gombal but anyway it's my desire and dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the post for yesterday's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3959832760051781380?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3959832760051781380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3959832760051781380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3959832760051781380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3959832760051781380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/educationally-boring.html' title='educationally boring'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1869326171249239649</id><published>2009-02-04T15:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:13:53.493+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ipod on-the-go</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary, today was fantastic. although i just felt terrible in the morning because of my new idiotic maid that woke me up at 5:30. she accidentally saw it 6:30. i was panic because she said 6:30. i went straight to my drawer and pulled out my white shirt and blue short without seeing the clock above it because my eyes were still closed in theory. i was very very relieved when my brother asked me "why were you in a hurry? it's still 5.30". damn it. i was very mad to my maid but i tried not to be angry and it worked. i got back to bed and lying in just to cool down my body again because of the panic that i had suffered. it took about a couple of minutes when i realized i cant sleep. it's because of my body that had waken up already. but my mind hadn't. respect the buddha that has a single combination of mind, body and soul. so i listened to my ipod. it was very very helpful. in one second i slept. after waking up for the second time i went to school. before going i reminded my mother to sign me into a tennis lesson program so that i could exercise more. i do like tennis very much though..so it won't a big deal for me. on the way to school i listen to my ipod again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems to me that now my ipod is everything to me. i just got it back from mike, my brother's friend that had borrowed it and had been keeping it for like 1-2 month without asking. i've already asked him to give it back again 3 weeks ago though but he excuses a lot. nevertheless i have it now ! i felt like it's something really cool and luxurious. i brought it anywhere i went and tried to listen to it every single second of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i did before i went home at night today: (except school)&lt;br /&gt;- the first precamp of CISV Organization 's first meeting:&lt;br /&gt;it took place in cityloft apartment building. it's quite a cool place. but i didn't know that actually it was for the "tante tantes". i was stuck there before and during the meeting. before the meeting i was stuck of traffic jam for like half an hour to travel 100 metres by car. i didn't feel like walking out from the car because i had never wanted to and there was no use of it. during the meeting i was stuck of the conversation between the tante tantes and my brother. it was like talking to the old ladies at "panti jompo". no need. no topic. nothing. the thing i did before and during the meeting : IPOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya guess what? yesterday i had finished my 36 numbers-math homework by myself and with a little help of mr. paulus hoa tjiang tan in just at least 3 days. that's an improvement for me. a very big one. i dont know is it just me or is it for real my grades are getting better compared to my past grades. i'm changing ! i dont really know about the ips and chemistry exam that i didn't study both but i am quite proud of my other grades-improvement if it's right. well enough for today. it's currently 12:10 and i'm still blogging. gotta go to bed. gotta rest. "tomorrow awaits those who believe in it would be always better than today". wow i made it up by myself !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ruben&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favorite song currently. it will change "fastly". well i have like hundreds of favorite songs.. this one is in french and it's very nice to listen. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aux Champs Elysees - Joe Dassin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je m'baladais sur l'avenue le coeur ouvert א l'inconnu&lt;br /&gt;J'avais envie de dire bonjour א n'importe qui&lt;br /&gt;N'importe qui et ce fut toi, je t'ai dit n'importe quoi&lt;br /&gt;Il suffisait de te parler, pour t'apprivoiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aux Champs-Elysיes, aux Champs-Elysיes&lt;br /&gt;Au soleil, sous la pluie, א midi ou א minuit&lt;br /&gt;Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysיes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu m'as dit "J'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous&lt;br /&gt;Qui vivent la guitare א la main, du soir au matin"&lt;br /&gt;Alors je t'ai accompagnיe, on a chantי, on a dansי&lt;br /&gt;Et l'on n'a mךme pas pensי א s'embrasser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hier soir deux inconnus et ce matin sur l'avenue&lt;br /&gt;Deux amoureux tout יtourdis par la longue nuit&lt;br /&gt;Et de l'ֹtoile א la Concorde, un orchestre א mille cordes&lt;br /&gt;Tous les oiseaux du point du jour chantent l'amour         &lt;!--ringtones and media links --&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was walking down a street today&lt;br /&gt;And I saw a girl along the way&lt;br /&gt;I asked to where she's going&lt;br /&gt;And she said "Come with me"&lt;br /&gt;She took me down this avenue&lt;br /&gt;Where we met some friends she knew&lt;br /&gt;And there we start and stopped awhile&lt;br /&gt;And passed the time away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the Champs-Élysées&lt;br /&gt;Down the Champs-Élysées&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Any night or any day&lt;br /&gt;You'll find what you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;On the Champs-Élysées&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the small café&lt;br /&gt;We heard the street musician play&lt;br /&gt;Some waltzes on his accordeon&lt;br /&gt;All night long&lt;br /&gt;He's playing sound wheezy&lt;br /&gt;But the melody was so easy&lt;br /&gt;Now we all got up and join the man&lt;br /&gt;We sang this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the Champs-Élysées&lt;br /&gt;Down the Champs-Élysées&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Any night or any day&lt;br /&gt;You'll find what you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;On the Champs-Élysées&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the birds are cheeping&lt;br /&gt;And we all feel kinda sleepy&lt;br /&gt;The morning sun has risen and&lt;br /&gt;The moon has gone&lt;br /&gt;But still the feeling lingers&lt;br /&gt;And still I hear the singers&lt;br /&gt;As I walked along the avenue&lt;br /&gt;And sing this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the Champs-Élysées&lt;br /&gt;Down the Champs-Élysées&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Any night or any day&lt;br /&gt;You'll find what you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;On the Champs-Élysées&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1869326171249239649?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1869326171249239649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1869326171249239649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1869326171249239649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1869326171249239649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/ipod-on-go.html' title='ipod on-the-go'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-6456762873117505498</id><published>2009-02-03T16:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:42:01.576+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelanggaran Hak Asasi Manusia di Sekolah</title><content type='html'>Ruben Sahistya IX-3/35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korban : Nicholas Adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelaku  : Ruben Abdulrachman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peristiwa ini terjadi sekitar 1 tahun yang lalu ketika saya &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrL9zWvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ivX9EBzReAg/s1600-h/plkj+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrL9zWvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ivX9EBzReAg/s200/plkj+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298501096710560498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  dan Nicholas Adrian&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrBvCqlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1RI27Kz-FHU/s1600-h/plkj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrBvCqlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1RI27Kz-FHU/s200/plkj2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298501093964294738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  masih berada di kelas 8, saya dan Nicholas pada saat itu duduk di kelas yang sama yaitu kelas  8-2.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrOdQ5lI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2SQV8clOao4/s1600-h/plkj3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrOdQ5lI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2SQV8clOao4/s200/plkj3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298501097379391058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saya dan dia baru pertama kali kenal pada awal awal kelas 8. Pada saat itu saya iseng sekali dan sangat suka untuk mengganggu orang dan lebih tepatnya meledeknya. Walaupun begitu tidak banyak yang menganggap saya serius  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrAj2kJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/63o8WZ2u3ag/s1600-h/plkj4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrAj2kJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/63o8WZ2u3ag/s200/plkj4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298501093648928914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;karena menurut saya, saya dianggap acuh tak acuh oleh orang lain karena memang ledekan saya itu walaupun sangat dalam tapi orang lain tahu saya tidak memaksudkan itu. Terkadang ledekan saya dapat melebihi ambang batasnya. Ini yang membuat teman saya ini sangat marah &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrfUXNQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vwa9neD7UnE/s1600-h/plkj5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrfUXNQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vwa9neD7UnE/s200/plkj5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298501101905458434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kepada saya.&lt;br /&gt;Pada saat kejadian, saya dan Nicholas duduk di belakang. Hari itu hari Senin, pelajaran pertama adalah Fisika selama 2 jam. Saya sangat bosan sekali. Pelajaran kedua adalah Matematika. Saya lebih bosan lagi.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgP7XEKMwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9dppfjEXBho/s1600-h/plkj6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgP7XEKMwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9dppfjEXBho/s200/plkj6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298502474079548162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pada saat pelajaran terakhir yaitu pelajaran Biologi, saya tidak tahan lagi atas kebosanan saya itu. Saya mulai iseng dan meledek ledek teman saya. Incaran saya adalah Nicholas karena ia berada di sebelah saya. Saya mengejeknya Cina &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgP9nyHKFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8SXhzA_aYe4/s1600-h/plkj7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgP9nyHKFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8SXhzA_aYe4/s200/plkj7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298502512926992466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; karena memang mukanya lucu dan matanya sipit. Kulit mukanya agak kekuningan. Ia terlihat sangat marah dan tiba tiba memukul saya tepat di muka&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgP-LJmMCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/K5KpxkIVA5I/s1600-h/plkj8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgP-LJmMCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/K5KpxkIVA5I/s200/plkj8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298502522420736034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Saya kesakitan tetapi saya tahan kesakitan saya itu dan meminta maaf kepadanya karena saya tahu itu benar benar menyakiti perasaannya. Esokan harinya ia tampak diam  dan murung dan tidak mau berbicara dengan saya sedikit pun. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgP-OWhnNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/sOjwAd-x2gE/s1600-h/plkj9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgP-OWhnNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/sOjwAd-x2gE/s200/plkj9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298502523280268498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ia memukul saya lagi pada siang harinya dan saya meminta maaf kepadanya dengan sungguh sungguh dan akhirnya dia memaafkan saya dengan tulus dan saya berjanji tidak akan berbuat demikian lagi.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgP-FsWt5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/duWkvjWiR8k/s1600-h/plkj10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 109px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgP-FsWt5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/duWkvjWiR8k/s200/plkj10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298502520955910034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf, ini semua hanya fiktif belaka. Tidak ada artis atau aktor yang ditujukan atas cerita ini. Bila ada kesamaan nama atau muka, itu hanyalah kebetulan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copyrighted from tugas plkj sekolah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-6456762873117505498?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/6456762873117505498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=6456762873117505498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6456762873117505498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6456762873117505498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/pelanggaran-hak-asasi-manusia-di.html' title='Pelanggaran Hak Asasi Manusia di Sekolah'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SYgOrL9zWvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ivX9EBzReAg/s72-c/plkj+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2293156312199644452</id><published>2009-02-02T16:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:03:41.415+07:00</updated><title type='text'>expected to be sick</title><content type='html'>yesterday during the nadal vs federer match, i had a phone call from mr. paulus hoa tjiang tan, my lesson teacher and also my fortune-teller. he told me and my brother that we would have a disease in a while. so he asked us to keep our scores in school so that we won't have a trouble later on. i was horrified by that but i wanted everything to be the best to happen so i prayed to God hard yesterday and i felt kinda free because i know God could do anything to happen if we want it hard. enough for the spiritual thingy. i was like your councilman here. finally nadal won. and federer cried. hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i want to congratulate all my friends that have been accepted to the senior high schools. i feel very grateful to them especially who's gonna study at canisius college, sancta ursula and also Saint Joseph Institution in Singapore. it was such a relief, wasn't it? i know that it was too late to say that but i just realized how relieved we would be. there's nothing to care of except to pass the national test that we are not quite afraid of and the school test that hopefully would send us completely to "heaven".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm also a little bit fed up with the egoist fucking teachers that do not seem to have some pity for the students. lets just start with pak wawan. hmm..i'm kinda bored to say this again but he is once again the most idiotic teacher that ever teaches me. well he was probably not idiotic but i couldn't find any other word that describes him best. first he taught us about barisan bilangan just in like 30-45 minute-time. more than half of the class didn't fully understand what he was trying to explain. he carried on with giving us questions. those questions were very different than the explained ones. more difficult and complicated.&lt;br /&gt;luckily for me, it was not happened too long, in front of my desk there's nicholas. he attended the mathematics, physics and chemistry lessons with pak aswan so he explained me the whole thing and i kinda got what he said in a minute. at least it was faster then pak wawan's explanation for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly i think it's not the teacher's fault at biology lesson. but my friends said it was impossible to understand what pak anton explained during the class. one side i agree to that but one side i dont. i agree to my friends that said it was impossible to listen to him. yeah it's true, his voice was soft and most of the thing he said is written in latin. so what do you expect from the sleepy faced teacher? but if i just shut my mouth up and just jot down what he wrote on the white board i think it would be a better idea and i would succeed to understand what he ment.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately i didnt do it but thanks to nicholas again, he asked me to photocopy one of the smartest student in canisius' documentation and i did it. altough i have to pay him 5ooo for it but it doesn't matter. next time, it would be great if have a documentation myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly.....VAMOS NADAL !! he won the australian open grandslam for the first time. hell yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;okay i think it's enough for today..gotta go for a little math studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ruben-&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the bad english... i dont care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-2293156312199644452?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2293156312199644452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2293156312199644452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2293156312199644452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2293156312199644452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/02/expected-to-be-sick.html' title='expected to be sick'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1814233681760366489</id><published>2009-01-31T23:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:13:07.034+07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOOMSDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doomsday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008_in_film" title="2008 in film"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cinema_of_the_United_Kingdom" title="Cinema of the United Kingdom"&gt;British&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Science_fiction_film" title="Science fiction film"&gt;science fiction&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Action_film" title="Action film"&gt;action film&lt;/a&gt; written and directed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neil_Marshall" title="Neil Marshall"&gt;Neil Marshall&lt;/a&gt;. The film takes place in the future, where &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scotland" title="Scotland"&gt;Scotland&lt;/a&gt; has been quarantined due to the onset of a deadly virus. When the virus emerges in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/London" title="London"&gt;London&lt;/a&gt;, political leaders send Major Eden Sinclair (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhona_Mitra" title="Rhona Mitra"&gt;Rhona Mitra&lt;/a&gt;) to Scotland to find a cure based on evidence of survivors. Sinclair and her team run into two groups of survivors: marauders and medieval warriors. &lt;i&gt;Doomsday&lt;/i&gt; was conceived by Marshall based on his vision of a futuristic soldier facing a medieval knight. In producing the film, he drew from various cinema, including &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mad_Max" title="Mad Max"&gt;Mad Max&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Escape_from_New_York" title="Escape from New York"&gt;Escape from New York&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and other post-apocalyptic films.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Marshall was financially supported by a budget three times the size of his previous two films, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Descent" title="The Descent"&gt;The Descent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dog_Soldiers_%28film%29" title="Dog Soldiers (film)"&gt;Dog Soldiers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and the director filmed the larger-scale &lt;i&gt;Doomsday&lt;/i&gt; in Scotland and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Africa" title="South Africa"&gt;South Africa&lt;/a&gt;, the latter which was used as backdrop for Scotland. Production involved filming in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blackness_Castle" title="Blackness Castle"&gt;Blackness Castle&lt;/a&gt; and filming a high-speed car chase for the climax. The film was released on 14 March 2008 in the United States and Canada and in the United Kingdom on 9 May 2008. &lt;i&gt;Doomsday&lt;/i&gt; did not perform well at the box office, and critics gave the film mixed and average reviews.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;copied from WIKIPEDIA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***** 4.5STARS *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1814233681760366489?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1814233681760366489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1814233681760366489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1814233681760366489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1814233681760366489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/01/doomsday_31.html' title='DOOMSDAY'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-7190873908052734493</id><published>2009-01-31T20:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:47:40.302+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nicely done</title><content type='html'>well..a couple of days ago my friends were asking me to write something new in my blog. it was one of the things that i hate the most. the true reason why i made this thing is just because a simple dare of my friend. once he said that he's the only one in my school that had a blog and just the one cared about it. i was offended and i had a decision to make it. first i thought it was useless and it's for girls. but my mind opened a little and i found that this thing has 2 functions : to pour my expressions out and make blog as my diary and also the one that accompany me when i'm alone. and also to share my stories with other people. and i want to proof it again that i was right. HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the post, first i'm gonna start with HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009 y'all !! i know it was suuuuper bloody late. but it's a nice thing to say isn't it? HAPPY NEWWW YEAAAARRRRR. it's lunar new year already though but not to be racist :it's really very long words to say...lol..  just kidding. happy lunar new year too my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it's January time&lt;br /&gt;In the past month i've been doing something really cool because i had a very serious commitment that i would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"study harder"&lt;/span&gt;. the bold words are not a joke. i really want to change. i want it even more than everything that i had wanted to happen. believe me i want, i will, and i would change. so my friends.."support me please, need your helps here".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that also happened in my life in January is that... "I'm accepted in Canisius College High School !!" i was very very very happy about it and i was also proud of myself. To be honest, i was surprised to hear that i was accepted. When I saw the paper, i couldn't believe my eyes what i'd seen and i shouted "I'm accepted !!" it was such a relief. damn it i'm pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i went to the movies a lot. the word "a lot" is very true to describe it.  i was back to the old times when i was once introduced by my brother how great it is to watch a movie in a cool box called theatre. I have watched transporter3, yes man,  madagascar 2, bedtime stories, doomsday, the spirit and saw v in nearly a month. yeah you can call me the movie-freak guy. but those movies are aweome. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one i was happy about that i have played billiard with my school-friends as usual again. it was great! although i had to wait for an hour for them and didn't have a chance to play with daryl again, my friend who's very good at billiard. i'll say i'm better but still he's good. lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also the last thing i'm happy about is that I have bought the ticket to watch jason mraz at JavaJazz Festival Indonesia!!  I felt very sorry to the people that want to go there but had missed to buy the tickets because it's sold out already. he'll go to Indonesia on march the fifth. it would be very interesting and i'm looking forward to it very much. I have bought his new album CD and listen to it everyday. GO JASON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee--&lt;br /&gt;ruben&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-7190873908052734493?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/7190873908052734493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=7190873908052734493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/7190873908052734493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/7190873908052734493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/01/nicely-done.html' title='nicely done'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-2337495490604294638</id><published>2009-01-19T22:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:19:00.153+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sony ericsson walkman 910i</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/502oq706pC4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/502oq706pC4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/9098878755114730188-2337495490604294638?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/2337495490604294638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=2337495490604294638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2337495490604294638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/2337495490604294638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/01/sony-ericsson-walkman-910i.html' title='sony ericsson walkman 910i'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-1799766886307623175</id><published>2009-01-19T14:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:48:04.836+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year Of History, 2008</title><content type='html'>favorite song            :      i'm yours - jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite food            :      puttin ( canadian french fries with gravy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite drink          :      Australian sweet wine ( just once)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite thing          :       Macbook Pro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite activity       :     watch a soccer game at the real stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite trip             :      summer holiday to canada for an interchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite country      :      Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite sport          :       football / soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite team          :       Manchester United FC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite singer        :       the one and only Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite actress       :      Zooey Deschanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite actor           :      Jason Statham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best moment           :       December 2008. probably the best new year celebration i could ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite day             :        Friday. as the last day of school. definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite website      :       www.facebook.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite movie         :       transporter 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best pride in            :       being such a lovable son to my parents, such a good friend to                                                   my friends, such a nice student to my teachers and the very best&lt;br /&gt;                                          thing i'm proud of is being such a good person to myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-1799766886307623175?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/1799766886307623175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=1799766886307623175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1799766886307623175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/1799766886307623175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-year-of-history.html' title='The Year Of History, 2008'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-8315816257280527549</id><published>2008-11-19T13:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:36:07.872+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMEWORK ABOUT ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay i dont know exactly how it's gonna go but i just had a homework tagged by &lt;a href="http://rene-a.blogspot.com/"&gt;rene augustian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who is tagged by &lt;a href="http://clariszabenedicta.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;clarisza benedicta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. she is tagged by &lt;a href="http://momostyllables.blogspot.com/"&gt;anastasia vania putri sudrajat&lt;/a&gt; who is tagged by regina gabriela. she is tagged by someone who doesn't have any life i believe. rock on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HOMEWORK'S RULES :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Each blogger must post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write about their own blog about their ten things and post these rules. You need to choose some people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Don't forget to give them a comment telling them they've been tagged and to read your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;let's start with the lucky number one&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a very big fan of the Beatles. I accidentally remember all the lines of their songs as I listen to them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I actually love all kinds of animals except of insects. I have 4 dogs, used to have 8 hamsters, a fish and turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm a total game freak, once I like a game I usually play it for hours to make me the best of it. (look playfish facebook games for details).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I believe I can socialize with any friends that I want to be in my school, organization and other things I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a rocker star wannabe with my hair that can move to anywhere i swing them. yeahhh "are you ready to rock !!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a height phobia.  In malls I am actually really scared to be in the high floors. maybe you won't see me scared like totally scared. but in fact I do. (especially in pacific place or blitz grandindo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love photography, billiards and hanging out with my friends and the ones that love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have a curly hair and I don't know why I love it very much. Also I'm very proud to have half of dutch-french blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You won't believe me but I have a grandfather that has forgotten to have married to my grandmother and has 7 sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Recently my activity after-school is just watching movies, playing computer and listening to ipod. The rest is playing with my dogs. I've forgotten my duty to.....  STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://inspirationandstories.blogspot.com"&gt;roberto romario gumulia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://renamultaputri.blogspot.com"&gt;rena multaputri wijaya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8315816257280527549?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8315816257280527549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8315816257280527549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8315816257280527549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8315816257280527549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2008/11/homework-about-me.html' title='HOMEWORK ABOUT ME'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4300602835753937747</id><published>2008-11-05T16:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:39:37.414+07:00</updated><title type='text'>OBAMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;CHICAGO – A triumphant &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_0"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt; vowed to be a president for all America and asked for patience to address the nation's problems of war and finance that he called the greatest challenges of a lifetime.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;The first black president-elect cast his election as a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_1"&gt;defining moment&lt;/span&gt; in the country's 232-year history and a rebuke to cynicism, fear and doubt.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;"If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer," he said in his first public words after winning the election.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;His victory speech was delivered before a multiracial crowd that city officials estimated at 125,000 in Grant Park, and possibly thousands more in the surrounding area. Many cried and nodded their heads while he spoke, surrounded by clear bulletproof screens on his left and right.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;He appeared on stage with his wife, Michelle, and daughters Malia, 10, and Sasha, 7, poised to become the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_2"&gt;first family&lt;/span&gt; of color ever to occupy the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_3"&gt;White House&lt;/span&gt;. Every family member dressed in black and red, and Obama told his daughters during his speech that they would get the puppy he promised would come with a victory.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;"Even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime — two wars, a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_4"&gt;planet in peril&lt;/span&gt;, the worst financial crisis in a century," he said. "There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and, for us to lead, alliances to repair."&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;He was already suggesting a second term to accomplish his goals, saying he expected "setbacks and false starts."&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;"We may not get there in one year or even one term," he said. "But America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you — we as a people will get there."&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;To those who voted against him, he said, "I will be your president, too."&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;Obama, an &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_5"&gt;Illinois senator&lt;/span&gt; born 47 years ago of a white American mother and a black African father, sprinkled his address with references to the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_6"&gt;civil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_6"&gt;rights struggle&lt;/span&gt;. He paid tribute to Ann Nixon Cooper, a 106-year-old daughter of slaves born at a time when women and blacks couldn't vote. She cast her ballot in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_7"&gt;Atlanta&lt;/span&gt; Tuesday, Obama said.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;He quoted another president from &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_8"&gt;Illinois&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_9"&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;, and although he didn't mention &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_10"&gt;Martin Luther King Jr.'s name&lt;/span&gt;, he echoed King's statement that "we shall overcome because the arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice."&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;Obama invited "those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day."&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;The president-elect said he looks forward to working with &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_11"&gt;Republican rival John McCain&lt;/span&gt;, who called him to concede as The Associated Press and television networks called the race at 11 p.m. EST. Obama spokesman &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_12"&gt;Robert Gibbs&lt;/span&gt; said Obama thanked McCain for his graciousness and told him he had waged a tough race.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SRLQAfYTS_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zn6cpv9fEiU/s1600-h/obama11_16544793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SRLQAfYTS_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zn6cpv9fEiU/s200/obama11_16544793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265499621191535602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gibbs quoted Obama as saying to McCain: "I need your help. You're a leader on so many important issues"&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_13"&gt;President Bush&lt;/span&gt; called Obama shortly after the Illinois senator hung up with McCain, and &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_14"&gt;Vice President Dick Cheney&lt;/span&gt; called Obama &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_15"&gt;running mate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_16"&gt;Joe Biden&lt;/span&gt;. Obama watched McCain's concession speech from his suite in a downtown hotel, where he had watched returns with Biden, his extended family and senior campaign staff.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;A few blocks away, the crowd in Grant Park that included celebrities Brad Pitt and &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_17"&gt;Oprah Winfrey&lt;/span&gt; erupted into cheers to see their chosen candidate break the White House color barrier. Audience members leapt into the air, waving &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_18"&gt;American flags&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;The size of the group, spread out toward the Chicago skyline a few blocks in the distance, reflected the eye-popping crowds that Obama drew throughout his campaign. Even the weather favored Obama — the temperature was around 60 degrees as he spoke, unusual for a November night in Chicago.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;Obama began the day by casting his vote with his wife and daughters at his side. He unwound while waiting for returns by playing two hours of basketball with friends and staff, then eating a steak dinner at home with his immediate family and in-laws. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; He made a final &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_19"&gt;Election Day&lt;/span&gt; campaign stop in Indiana, one of several longtime Republican strongholds in the presidential race that he tried to win. It was a symbolic ending of a campaign for a candidate who first made his name with an address to the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_20"&gt;Democratic National Convention&lt;/span&gt; four years ago in which he decried efforts to "slice and dice our country into red states and &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225876131_21"&gt;blue states&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; He repeated that sentiment in his victory speech. "We have never been a collection of red states and blue states. We are, and always will be, the United States of America," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SRLNPUlCUEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rDICrDwUBY8/s1600-h/obama01_16773717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 341px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SRLNPUlCUEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rDICrDwUBY8/s200/obama01_16773717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265496577455312962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a very great story of how Obama has been chosen by most of the population in the United States of America and i think that it's best to share it with all of you. Congratulations to the people who has supported Barack Obama in the last few months. -rbn-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4300602835753937747?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4300602835753937747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4300602835753937747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4300602835753937747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4300602835753937747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2008/11/chicago-triumphant-barack-obama-vowed.html' title='OBAMA'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/SRLQAfYTS_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zn6cpv9fEiU/s72-c/obama11_16544793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-5922753415951390543</id><published>2008-11-02T15:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:46:19.808+07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST ONE LOOK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="t_vPBkO2kxXz2nqtext" style="font-size: 11px;" class="secondaryColor"&gt;By : The Hollies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one look&lt;br /&gt;I felt so i, i, Im in love&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;I found out&lt;br /&gt;How good it feels&lt;br /&gt;To have your love&lt;br /&gt;Say you will&lt;br /&gt;Will be mine&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Just one look and I knew&lt;br /&gt;That you were my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was dreaming&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong, yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but Im gonna keep on scheming&lt;br /&gt;Til I can make you&lt;br /&gt;Make you my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant you see&lt;br /&gt;That I really care&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;Im nothin&lt;br /&gt;Just one look&lt;br /&gt;And I knew&lt;br /&gt;Ill get you some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one look, thats all it took&lt;br /&gt;Just one look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-5922753415951390543?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/5922753415951390543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=5922753415951390543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/5922753415951390543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/5922753415951390543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-one-look-by-hollies-just-one-look.html' title='JUST ONE LOOK'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-8811771720409536837</id><published>2008-11-02T13:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:58:35.683+07:00</updated><title type='text'>two more days</title><content type='html'>two more days and the people of the united states of america will have the new president! (not the idiot george w bush again) well i'm an indonesian..but everything includes usa i believe it will cause all things in indonesia. i've just known that lately during this "world economy crisis" time and the usa president election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i'm not very into politics, in fact i dont know anything about politics.. but in a sudden i get very excited to this situation of winning or losing to be the president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barack obama is one of the two candidates that are running to be a president. i like his speeches about change and everything that he said. he made everything he said very powerful and believing. once he said this quote in a speech "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this union may never be perfect but generation after generation it has shown that it can always be perfected&lt;/span&gt;" i like this quote. it's the fact that we are always getting better and better. and i also know that he cares about poor people. i know that he wants to raise taxes..but he raise taxes for the people that have a salary of 200,000 US$/ year. he cares about the poor people but he knows that taxes are important too for the government so he'd raise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just know this tiny little thing about politics. i am also sure that his opponent john mccain and sarah palin is totally worse than barack obama and joe biden. i know it in cnn because i watch it everyday if i had nothing to do at my house. vote for obama 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8811771720409536837?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8811771720409536837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8811771720409536837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8811771720409536837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8811771720409536837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-more-days.html' title='two more days'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-4061388561818984338</id><published>2008-10-20T23:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:18:39.979+07:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>MIDTEST SELESAI !!&lt;br /&gt;means&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE SACRIFICES&lt;br /&gt;means&lt;br /&gt;I'M FREE !!&lt;br /&gt;means&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;means&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS JUST WONDERFUL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-4061388561818984338?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/4061388561818984338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=4061388561818984338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4061388561818984338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/4061388561818984338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-6545671011535601003</id><published>2008-10-15T13:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:43:12.827+07:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday and midtests</title><content type='html'>after the last day of school's bell rang i were so happy that i could have just screamed very loud so that anybody in the world can hear. the full week of holiday happened because of the holy muslim day that is celebrated by over than 4millions of people living in jakarta.(almost half of the population in jakarta). they had to go to their villages to visit their ancestors and families. wonderfully all my servants were also leaving my house for probably a week. i finally had to clean all the clothes, plates, bowls and to feed my dogs without helps of my servants. i dont know why that i suddenly enjoyed that kinda thing. i loved the cooking. at the same time my mother always said "come on if you wanna be somebody in the future you have to study a lot harder" that phrase is the worst phrase to be heard at that moment. the full week of holiday would be felt longer after my father had to go to the hospital. on the second day when i was starting to enjoy the holiday, my father got a liver kinda problem in his stomach. we had to send him to the hospital. the doctor said it was his kidney that made his stomach very sick. he had to stay there for about 10 days that includes taking the gall stone operation. it's caused by the food that my father ate. the food's high in cholesterol and fat. he directly suspected "opor ayam" (an indonesian traditional food for the holy muslim day that he isn't allowed to eat). i'm on diet now because of that and for some other reasons. now i just eat once a day and it must not be a junk. the time goes by..it's another typical week of school. i think it couldnt be any more better than "rubbish". "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YEAH FINNALY MIDTESTS COME&lt;/span&gt;". if i shout that i wouldnt be here today writing posts to you guys. i supposed to be in hospital because of my school-mates' punches. okay..mathematics started the damn week full of grumbling. it turned out to be quiet easy and i would think for an 80 for that test. art is the one i had a doubt on. i would be very happy if i just had 75 on that one. the next day is social studies and citizenship studies. both of them were the materials to be memorised and i usuaaly suck on that. i would just hope and pray for these two. today's tests are indonesian language and studies about jakarta. the indonesian language is easy. i should say it is very easy. but the studies about jakarta is surprisingly hard. you might think that's weird: people living in jakarta dont know about jakarta itself. but really it's hard. for all of these tests and activities i would have to say this to me myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"cant get out of these tests and activities that are not necessarily be"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kali ini dan seterusnya pake inggris yah. lebih bisa ngeluarin ekspresi dan banyak yang lebih ngerti. thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-6545671011535601003?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/6545671011535601003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=6545671011535601003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6545671011535601003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/6545671011535601003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2008/10/holiday-and-midtests.html' title='holiday and midtests'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-8954155565854737405</id><published>2008-09-30T10:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:26:27.489+07:00</updated><title type='text'>richard's bday</title><content type='html'>richard darsono, ini dia nama temen gw yang ulangtaun pada 15 september kemaren. tapi pada 25 september kemaren hari jumat dia baru aja ngundang kita makan malem di sushi tei! oke rencananya kita akan beliin dy hadiah jaket hoody di gi dan pura2 ga bisa dateng buat surprisein dia. pagi pagi hari jumat masih hari sekolah jadi kita seperti biasa memulai acara sekolah yang membosankan "as usual". pelajaran-pelajaran terlalui, pada istirahat I si cad hampir aja tau rencana kita. gw keceplosan ngomong ke beni "ben ntar ke gi nya bareng2 kann?" trus si beni juga nanggepin. tapi untungnya si cad lagi sibuk nulis2 apa gitu di kelas. jam terakhir telah tiba, ini hari dimana kita mendapat laporan bayangan nilai-nilai kita. aaaarghh gw tiba2 panik gitu waktu itu. nomer nomer dipanggil satu persatu. akhirnya nomer 35 dipanggil, itu nomer gw. gw mengambil rapotnya dan hasilnya..."lumayan kok ben" kata nicholas. amin. sekolah hari jumat selesai juga dan gw seneng banget karna libur seminggu buat lebaran. siangnya daryl dan kawan2 pergi ke gi buat beliin kado ricad tapi gw nicholas sama omaio ke rumah gw dulu buat ganti2 baju. laluu kita pergi ke rumah daryl! ada ps3 disana! it should be fun. gw nicholas omaio sampe sana lebih dulu jadi kita makan dulu di pancious. crispy chicken burger was "soo maknyus". lalu kita beli terompet taun baru di hero. hmmm di rumah daryl kita mandi! dan maen ps3! gak kerasa udah jam 5 kita harus ada di ex jam setengah 6. sampe sana ternyata udah jam setengah 6y tapi cad blom dateng. mungkin karna kecewa ngedenger kita yang ga bisa dateng (pura2 ga bisa dateng). kita maen bl dulu deh! oke let's skip this "billiard as usual" part. SUSHI TEI! disini pas kita dateng. cadd kaget banget sampe ketawa2 ngakak gitu. jaket hoody yang kita beliin buat dy langsung dipake. maybe he likes it. sambil nunggu temans kita makan nyemil nyemil dulu. semua akhirnya dateng. ada gw daryl nicholas omaio beni yogi dipta eton ahau cad rena janice edlyn (13) ya kan? sebenernya gw udah makan di pancious tapi entah kenapa gw masih laper. jadi akhirnya gw makan unagi pake nasi satu box. nicholas sama omaio juga loh, jadi gak cuma gw doang yang makan 2x. acaranya seru banget kita bercanda tawa bersama hahaha okee langsung aja ke malemnya abis bayar kita ntn laskar pelangi! filmnya boring sih tapii emang jalan ceritanya bagus banget. hidup pulau belitong, hidup andrea hirata! the end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-8954155565854737405?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/8954155565854737405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=8954155565854737405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8954155565854737405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/8954155565854737405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2008/09/richards-bday.html' title='richard&apos;s bday'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-3110723445459111611</id><published>2008-09-23T14:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:07:56.980+07:00</updated><title type='text'>retret</title><content type='html'>Nama : Ruben Sahistya&lt;br /&gt;Kelas/ nomor :IX-3/35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refleksi Retret&lt;br /&gt;Pertama-tama saya sangat senang karena saya bisa mengikuti retret ini bersama teman-teman. Saya senang karena dapat meninggalkan sejenak suasana di sekolah yang sangat membosankan dan penuh dengan kesibukan-kesibukan seperti PR dan tugas-tugas. Saya juga sangat jarang mempunyai kesempatan ini untuk menyadari adanya kehadiran Tuhan dan berterimakasih karena telah memberikan kehidupan yang sangat baik bagiku.&lt;br /&gt;Retret adalah  pengunduran diri ke tempat yang sepi untuk mengasingkan diri yang bertujuan untuk menyadari kehadiran Tuhan. Retret berasal dari bahasa Inggris yaitu "retreat". Retret yang diadakan 15-18 September 2008 ini bagi saya merupakan retret yang sangat menarik. Saya sangat merasakan nilai-nilai kebersamaan dan saling berbagi disana. Bermalam selama 3malam di tempat retret yang sejuk dan menenangkan hati membuat saya semakin ingin mendekatkan diri kepada Tuhan dengan keheningan Selain keheningan, saya juga diajak untuk rajin berdoa dan keterbukaan.&lt;br /&gt;Setelah sampai di tempat retret, saya sangat senang dan terkejut akan tempatnya yang luas dan banyak pepohonannya. Pada hari pertama, saya diajak merenungkan hidup yang kita telah lalui selama 14 tahun. Diajak merenungkan sendiri bagaimana dan seperti apakah kisah hidup kita selama awal hidup kita ini dari pada saat kita berumur 0-4 tahun dan sampai SMP sekarang ini. Setelah itu kita membuat sebuah artikel/tulisan mengenai kisah hidup kita yang disebut Pater sebagai  "Story of My Life". Dengan ini, saya dapat melihat lebih dekat lagi tentang bagaimana hidup kita dari kecil sampai besar sekarang. Kemudian saya membuat hal-hal yang masih menjadi harapan, cita-cita dan kerinduanku. Saya berharap untuk bisa masuk ke SMA CC, cemas mama yang berada di rumah, berharap untuk menjadi orang sukses bila sudah dewasa dan lain-lain. Kemudian ada ibadat pertanyaan, ibadat dimana saya menuliskan pertanyaan yang saya dan siapapun tidak bisa jawab, hanya Tuhanlah yang mengetahuinya. Saya juga sambil merenung dalam keheningan untuk berusaha menjawabnya.&lt;br /&gt;Esok harinya, pada pagi hari kami dibangunkan jam 5 untuk senam pagi, kemudian kami menghayati doa "Aku Dicinta". Dalam doa ini, saya menuliskan dan berusaha untuk mewujudkan orang-orang di sekitarku baik orangtua, keluarga dan teman-teman yang mencintaiku dalam keheningan. Setelah itu saya menonton film "A gift of hope". Film yang berdurasi 1 jam ini menceritakan tentang seorang pria dari daratan Spanyol yang terlahir cacat tanpa tangan bernama Tony Melendez. Diberkati oleh kedua kaki dan suara yang bagus, ia melatihnya dengan bermain gitar memakai kaki dan bernyanyi. Di depan banyak orang, Ia sudah dianggap biasa dan seperti orang normal. Ia telah mementaskan keunikan dan kemerduan suaranya di banyak konser. Ia menjadi panutan dan teladan orang normal untuk berbuat lebih karena mereka telah diberikan tubuh yang tidak cacat seperti Tony Melendez oleh Tuhan. Pernah pada suatu hari, ia tampil di hadapan Paus dan Ia terkesan karena kehebatannya. Lalu saya menyadari dan merefleksikan film tadi dengan menulis "Gift from God" dan Iklan Diri. Setelah itu, kami menyegarkan diri kami dengan refreshing ke tempat futsal untuk bermain bola. Ini cukup menyenangkan karena kami mempunya waktu yang cukup lama. Renungan ayat adalah acara selanjutnya, saya merenungkan ayat-ayat yang ada di mazmur 23:1-6. Saya juga menyimbolkan Tuhan dengan matahati karena matahari selalu menerangi hidup kita dan membimbing kita ke arah yang paling benar. Malam harinya setelah misa, Pater menayangkan film yang berjudul "I'm Not Stupid Too2". Film ini berkisah tentang kehidupan orangtua yang sangat sibuk dan tidak punyaa waktu untuk memperhatikan anak-anaknya. sehingga mereka mempunyai banyak masalah. Sebelum tidur, kami pergi ke dekat gua Maria untuk berdoa rosario bersama-sama. Kami pun setelah itu ke kamar masing-masing untuk tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Pada hari ketiga seperti pada hari kedua, kami dibangunkan pagi-pagi jam 5 untuk senam pagi dan bermain bola sebentar bersama Pak Wawan. Setelah itu kami misa pagi dan menuliskan "Aku mencintai". Di samping, doa "Aku dicintai", saya juga menuliskan "Aku mencintai" untuk menyadarkan diri berapa banyak orang yang aku cintai. Kita tentunya harus memberi kasih sayang kepada orang yang kita cintai agar mereka juga mencintai kita apa adanya. Kemudian saya merefleksikan film yang kemarin saya tonton bersama "I'm Not Stupid Too2" dalam kelompok dan mempresentasikannya di depan teman-teman di ruang konferensi. Setelah itu, siangnya kami menyadari kebaikan-kebaikan kita dari tanggapan teman-teman kita di Kebaikanku Menurut Sahabatku. Saya sangat senang dalam hal ini karena saya dapat menilai teman-teman saya sendiri dan mngenal mereka lebih dekat lagi. Lalu wawancara adalah kegiatan saya selanjutnya, saya diwawancara Tante Kris, tadinya saya agak gugup dan takut karena akan diwawancara, tetapi setelah ngobrol-ngobrol saya merasa nyaman dan tenang karena hanya ditanya tentang kertas-kertas yang saya sudah tulis dan tentang keluarga saya. Kemudian, saya menonton film yang intinya adalah penyadaran diri bahwa kita hidup dengan tanpa cacat dan harus sadar akan Tuhan yang sayang kita. Lalu saya melakukan "What do you want to say?". Disini saya disuruh untuk mengekspresikan perasaan saya kepada mama &amp;amp; papa yang telah melindungi dan menjaga saya kepada figur-figur yang disimbolisasikan mama &amp;amp; papa yaitu Tante Kris dan Pak Thomas. Setelah itu adalah pengakuan dosa. Pengakuan dosa ini tidak seperti pengakuan dosa biasanya, kita disuruh mempersiapkan diri dulu dengan menuliskan dosa-dosa yang saya ingin hapuskan dan nanti mengatakannya di depan Pater di kamar pengakuan. Kami langsung melanjutkan pengakuan dosa dengan misa. Setelah makan malam, kami pergi ke dekat gua Maria untuk membakar kertas-kertas dosa-dosa kami dan membakarnya sebagai tanda bahwa dosa-dosa kami telah dihapuskan dan Tuhan takkan mengingat-ingatnya lagi. Malamnya saya dan teman-teman melukiskan diri kami ke dalam secarik kertas dengan bentuk seperti perisai yang dipakai para pemimpin perang untuk bertahan.&lt;br /&gt;   Pada hari terakhir, kami masih mempunyai satu sesi lagi, sesi ini adalah "Reformasi Diri". Saya sudah mempunyai niat yang kuat untuk mereformasi diri. Niat-niat saya diantaranya adalah untuk pergi ke gereja pada setiap Hari Minggu, mengurangi dosa dosa dan tentunya lebih mematuhi dan menghargai orangtua kita sebagai sosok yang selalu melindungi dan menjaga kita. Setelah itu saya juga menulis surat kepada Tuhan, saya sungguh berterimakasih karena Tuhan telah menciptakan kita dengan tubuh yang tanpa cacat dan kebaikan-kebaikan serta kemampuan/talenta yang banyak. Kemudian kita pulang ke Jakarta dan kembali bersekolah lagi seperti biasa dengan rutin. Tentu ini akan menjadi masa-masa yang susah bagi saya untuk bangun pagi dan belajar serta membuat PR untuk keesokan harinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-copyright from refleksi retret untuk tugas sekolah-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-3110723445459111611?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/3110723445459111611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=3110723445459111611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3110723445459111611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/3110723445459111611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2008/09/nama-ruben-sahistya-kelas-nomor-ix-335.html' title='retret'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098878755114730188.post-40719333027665682</id><published>2008-08-24T07:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T08:43:35.216+07:00</updated><title type='text'>rena's surprise (another bday)</title><content type='html'>INTRO&lt;br /&gt;surprise rena dimulai dengan kumpul kumpul di ex sama gw daryl nicholas omaio dan beni. pertama-tama kita langsung kumpul ke Qbilliard seperti biasa untuk maen bl. walopun yang maen cuma gw sama daryl juga. rencananya kita bakal main2 bl, makan, ntn film di xxi trus pergi ke gi buat ntn acara kolintang rene dan kawan2 cisv. tapi rencana ga pernah bisa tepat untuk kita. abis itu  masih sesuai jadwal, kita makan di fish&amp;amp;co! new york fish and chips were unbeatable.  abis makan kita masih duduk duduk di bangku fish&amp;amp;co trus maen2 sama ice lemon tea yang kita campur sama sambel, saos tartar dll. kita nyoba2 ngelempar tisu yang udah dicelup ke air sampe masuk ke gelas itu. hasilnya meja dan dinding kotor dan basah pula. mas-masnya aja sampe kebingungan. dengan wajah tak bersalah, seabis bayar kita langsung keluar dan mulai berpikir lagi mau kemana. "BL! lagi? iya lagi. oke lagi". akhirnya kita semua maen bl lagi. kali ini semuanya maen kecuali si koncor alias omaio alias mario alias kondom bocor yang lagi kena herpes zoster blahblah.haha. maen bl rada gak serius karna ada yang setiap 10menit nelpon gw sama daryl ngajakin buat surprise rena. dia itu janice dan mily! sampe mily marah2 gara gara kita pura2 gak bisa ikut. "udalah lu ben sama aja lu kaya daryl berdua. makan tae aja lu".  yang gw bingung si nicholas ga ditelponin siapa2 padahal kan dy juga ikut kita. yahh mungkin ada pengecualin kali yah buat nicholas ren. haha  lanjut lagi perjalanan kita. gw sama nicholas pergi ke lorong deket pi untuk beli kacamata shutter warna kuning. abis beli kita balik  ke daryl masih di tempat bl. kata daryl kacamata yang begitu si rena udah punya. kita balik lagi ke sana untuk nuker kacamata. cape banget gila. kalo diitung itung mungkin kita udah jalan 1km kali. iya ga yah? maybe. abis itu kita ber3 gw nicholas daryl pergi ke rumah rena. byebye beni dan mario. disana kita nunggu lama banget. 1 jam lebih kali deh. kita sampe udah minum minum di supermarket. rencananya kita bakal surprise-in si janice dan kawan2 karna kita ternyata bisa dateng. sekaligus rena. tapi kita malah ga dianggep surprise-in janice dan kawan2 jadinya ya nyesek sih tapi yah gapapalah.&lt;br /&gt;RENA'S SURPRISE&lt;br /&gt;gamigeja  novasi +dita dengan semangatnya nyampe ke rumah rena langsung ngebuatin hadiah hadiah sama best wishes buat rena di kamarnya rena. cowo2 disuruh tiduran di ranjang rena dan suruh nyalain musik. ternyata semua keluarganya pada funky semua. mereka udah tau kita bakal surprise-in rena dan ikut ngebantuin kita juga. pas rena udah dateng kita langsung suasana hening dan lampunya dimatiin. SURPRISE! pas rena buka pintu kamar kita semua cewe langsung teriak2 histeris. kita cuma biasa aja sih sambil nyalain musik pake speaker ipod yang kita hadiahin buat renaa. abis itu kita ke lantai 3 deh buat makan2 dan main2. semuanya pada mau pergi ke gi. jadinya ya gw seneng2 aja kan gw emang dijemputnya disitu. jadi gausah bayar taksi dll. kita makan takemori! kenyang deh. seru banget di private room jadinya cewe2 pada ngobrol kenceng2. beuh apalagi si mily..udah kaya cowo deh. pas greta sama mily pulang satu sepatu gw sama nicholas diumpetin. kita langsung bingung mau gimana ntar pulangnya. trus tiba2 nicholas kluar ruangan ngambil sepatunya dy. gw juga bingung gimana caranya. "emang di budha diajarin yah caranya?". ternyata ada di kasir depan yang kliatan lewat bolongan kecil dari private room. lega lagi deh. cewe2 ternyata narsisnya setengah mati. mereka foto2 pake gaya harajuku dan eksotis. mentang2 di restoran jepang. laluu udah deh kita pulang. THANKYOU RENA!! best wishes for you. may god bless you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9098878755114730188-40719333027665682?l=hollandess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/feeds/40719333027665682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9098878755114730188&amp;postID=40719333027665682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/40719333027665682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9098878755114730188/posts/default/40719333027665682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollandess.blogspot.com/2008/08/renas-surprise-another-bday.html' title='rena&apos;s surprise (another bday)'/><author><name>Ruben Sahistya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529650810127232777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Sz1seOO6jI/Sbi4RcRltHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C2iYRY1_ePg/S220/mcdonald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
