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Wednesday, February 27, 2002

Wed, 27 Feb 2002 03:04:28 GMT

Emm... I lost some of my e-pals... They must be very busy... so am I...

Monday, December 31, 2001

Mon, 31 Dec 2001 15:21:16 GMT

Selamat Tahun Baru Happy New Year Gelukkig Nieuw Jaar Buon Anno Felix Novus Annus Shinnen Omedetoo Gozaimasu Xian Nyian Xin Phu Feliz Año Nuevo Feliz Ano Novo Chestita Nova Godina Bonne Annèe Boldog Uj Evet Ein gutes Neues Jahr Sali Now Mobarak Shobo Novoborso Prospero Año Nuevo Feliz Ano Nuevo Sretna Nova Godina Sabaidy Pimay Kulluám Wa Antum Bighoir Stastný Nový Rok

Friday, December 07, 2001

Fri, 07 Dec 2001 21:20:11 GMT

Temanku minta dibuatkan program untuk usahanya, but... it's been a week and I don't know where to start... my mind is empty.

Friday, November 30, 2001

Fri, 30 Nov 2001 02:27:00 GMT

Ahh.. I've been sick for two days. I miss sholat terawih once...
Then my computer was 'kebocoran'. Monitor, CPU and printer are totally wet. I use fan to dry it up, and it takes one day...
I move my computer to another room which is far from phone line, so I can't use the internet for a while.

Sunday, November 25, 2001

Sun, 25 Nov 2001 12:41:47 GMT

sepi...

Thursday, November 22, 2001

Thu, 22 Nov 2001 05:38:02 GMT

I just received my second letter from Penang. She give me a gift..! That's not the gift that makes me surprise, but the way that she did.
She is so nice, I'm sure, she must be have a lot of friend. Thank you my friend. And thank to God which sent me friends that care.

Thursday, November 22, 2001

Thu, 22 Nov 2001 05:36:20 GMT

Two days ago, my cyber-friend sent me her picture. It's nice, she is with her student. Thanks my friend, it's been a long time I lost contact with you. Thanks for everything you did to me...

Tuesday, November 20, 2001

Tue, 20 Nov 2001 02:40:45 GMT

The Most Beautiful Heart

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine."

The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing. The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought?

The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared.

"Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

Monday, November 19, 2001

Mon, 19 Nov 2001 08:27:07 GMT

I just sent my letter to my cyber-friend. Emm... It's been long time I didn't write any letter and that's my first letter to my cyber-friend. I don't know what to write... just say hi and bla..bla..bla...

Thursday, November 15, 2001

Thu, 15 Nov 2001 07:00:36 GMT

Ahh... bulan Ramadhan hanya tinggal selangkah lagi...
Saya rasa ini adalah saat yang tepat untuk meminta maaf untuk semua orang yang telah membaca weblog Saya ini. Karena Saya tidak tahu apakah masih diberi kesempatan untuk menjumpai bulan Ramadhan tahun depan.

Untuk itu sekali lagi Saya minta dibukakan pintu maaf yang sebesar-besarnya atas segala kesalahan serta kekhilafan yang telah Saya perbuat.

Saya juga ingin mengucapkan 'SELAMAT MENUNAIKAN IBADAH PUASA'. Semoga Ramadhan kali ini membawa berkah bagi kita semua. Amin.

OK ya, sampai bertemu lagi di lain waktu. Insya Allah...