<?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-30664263</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:15:15.248+07:00</updated><category term='nande again'/><category term='back again'/><category term='Ceritaku'/><category term='kakak and adek'/><category term='rutinitasku'/><category term='jualanku'/><category term='gabriella'/><category term='why'/><category term='news'/><category term='mom and children'/><category term='brigitta'/><category term='nonton'/><title type='text'>My story</title><subtitle type='html'>This story about my family.
Me,My Hubby, Brigitte and Gabie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-6567666142124523306</id><published>2007-12-27T12:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:01.782+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jualanku'/><title type='text'>orderan browniesku membanjir..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M5Hx1WvxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/FnDomFLO5Dw/s1600-h/orderan+dari+medan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148521604813602578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M5Hx1WvxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/FnDomFLO5Dw/s320/orderan+dari+medan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M44B1WvwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WSAgzlMeK4k/s1600-h/orderan+browkus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148521334230662914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M44B1WvwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WSAgzlMeK4k/s320/orderan+browkus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bropang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M4nx1WvvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HYYmlHAr-lA/s1600-h/bropang5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148521055057788658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M4nx1WvvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HYYmlHAr-lA/s320/bropang5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bropang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M4bh1WvuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/cKKnbrf5R8Y/s1600-h/bropang3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148520844604391138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M4bh1WvuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/cKKnbrf5R8Y/s320/bropang3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bropang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M4FB1WvtI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/G0y-DmnsBUI/s1600-h/bropang2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148520458057334482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M4FB1WvtI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/G0y-DmnsBUI/s320/bropang2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M3tB1WvsI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dnTK5cZFnQ8/s1600-h/bropang1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148520045740474050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M3tB1WvsI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dnTK5cZFnQ8/s320/bropang1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bropang=brownies panggang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M3YB1WvrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XNB2qa4RnY4/s1600-h/brokus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148519684963221170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M3YB1WvrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XNB2qa4RnY4/s320/brokus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;brokus = brownies kukus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;natal ini, selain kueh keringku, browniesku baik itu dipanggang dan dikukus..banjir orderan..tk's GOD..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bahkan ada yg bawa kemedan, 9 paket..hiks..tk's ya buk..atas orderannya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-6567666142124523306?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/6567666142124523306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=6567666142124523306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/6567666142124523306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/6567666142124523306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/orderan-browniesku-membanjir.html' title='orderan browniesku membanjir..'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M5Hx1WvxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/FnDomFLO5Dw/s72-c/orderan+dari+medan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-9208172906122148394</id><published>2007-12-27T12:21:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:01.907+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jualanku'/><title type='text'>triple chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M2hR1WvqI/AAAAAAAAAG4/b1CNf94IAEk/s1600-h/triple+chocholate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148518744365383330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M2hR1WvqI/AAAAAAAAAG4/b1CNf94IAEk/s320/triple+chocholate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;orderan tmn sekantor utk natal kemaren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-9208172906122148394?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/9208172906122148394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=9208172906122148394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/9208172906122148394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/9208172906122148394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/triple-chocolate.html' title='triple chocolate'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3M2hR1WvqI/AAAAAAAAAG4/b1CNf94IAEk/s72-c/triple+chocholate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-2040420313235987082</id><published>2007-12-27T11:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:02.545+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jualanku'/><title type='text'>jualan kueh kering dihari natal</title><content type='html'>mau cerita nih,..&lt;br /&gt;aku masih amatiran banget soal baking, tpi daku sdh berani terima orderan diidul adha dan natalan serta tahun baru..&lt;br /&gt;Puji Tuhan..yg order tdk tanggung2 bo..bagiku ini merupakan rejeki yg terbesar..krn aku masih &lt;strong&gt;anak kemaren sore dlm dunia baking tapi yg order utk natal buanyak betul ..&lt;/strong&gt;Puji Tuhan..(menurutku yg masih amatiran ini)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sampai menangis begitu buanyak yg order, 3 dus /dozen..stoples stock dirumah habis dan ludes, bahkan buat kelurgaku tdk ada tersisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku cuma berani terima orderan kue kering sagu keju, lidah kucing dan nastar..cuma itu..yg lainnya blm sempat dan tenagaku tdk ada alias capek..krn yg kerjakan sendri..hiks...blm lagi brownies yg banjir....pesananan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahkan utk tgl satu january nanti, aku blm buat, 1 kg sagu keju, dipesan sama seorg ibu, salah satu kepsek smp dibatam, tks yah ibu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3MzRB1WvpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RDhQWJEoXmw/s1600-h/orderan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148515166657625746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3MzRB1WvpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RDhQWJEoXmw/s320/orderan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kueh keringku siap utk diantarr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3MzFR1WvoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NljDqn_drQs/s1600-h/sagu+keju.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148514964794162818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3MzFR1WvoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NljDqn_drQs/s320/sagu+keju.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sagu keju...kueh yg laku keras dihari natal kemaren..begitu lembut dan terasa banget kejunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3My3R1WvnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MR4Z6fbmlCU/s1600-h/nastarku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148514724275994226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3My3R1WvnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MR4Z6fbmlCU/s320/nastarku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my nastar..tdk disangka..orderan ini membludak..shg membuat kakiku sakit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3Mypx1WvmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vsRRdI_uW_E/s1600-h/lidah+kucing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148514492347760226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3Mypx1WvmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vsRRdI_uW_E/s320/lidah+kucing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lidah kucing...tak kalah juga..over orderan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-2040420313235987082?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/2040420313235987082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=2040420313235987082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/2040420313235987082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/2040420313235987082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/jualan-kueh-kering-dihari-natal.html' title='jualan kueh kering dihari natal'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R3MzRB1WvpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RDhQWJEoXmw/s72-c/orderan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-4355286117740713262</id><published>2007-12-17T10:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:02.718+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gabriella'/><title type='text'>gabie bobo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XoCh1WvlI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lrrxSu2PM6Q/s1600-h/gebse"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144773279480200786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XoCh1WvlI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lrrxSu2PM6Q/s320/gebse%27+bobo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;inilah posisi tidur si dedek 'gabie'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dia suka banget tdr begini, mulai dari bayinya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan tdk lupa barbienya selalu disamping..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan kalo bobo..maunya pakai celana dalam doang tdk mau pakai piyama atau celana pjg..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gabie..gabie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kita suka manggil dia dgn canda " gebse"..aka gebie seksi...wakakakakakak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-4355286117740713262?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/4355286117740713262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=4355286117740713262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/4355286117740713262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/4355286117740713262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/gabie-bobo.html' title='gabie bobo'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XoCh1WvlI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lrrxSu2PM6Q/s72-c/gebse%27+bobo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-624792318246216917</id><published>2007-12-17T10:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:02.823+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brigitta'/><title type='text'>cerita brigitta di hari minggu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XnTh1WvkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ofqoaNox70c/s1600-h/mau+ikutan+iklan+rambut...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144772472026349122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XnTh1WvkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ofqoaNox70c/s320/mau+ikutan+iklan+rambut...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suka banget dengan pose begini... si kakak.&lt;br /&gt;dia sayang banget dgn rambut panjangnya yg lurus hitam legam spt bapa, my jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo ditanya nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nande : kakak ngapain suka pose begitu nak kalo di poto?&lt;br /&gt;kakak: spt iklan shampoo  rambut dop..(dove) katanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekekekekkkkkkkkkkkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-624792318246216917?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/624792318246216917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=624792318246216917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/624792318246216917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/624792318246216917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/cerita-brigitta-di-hari-minggu.html' title='cerita brigitta di hari minggu'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XnTh1WvkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ofqoaNox70c/s72-c/mau+ikutan+iklan+rambut...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-5900480243901580490</id><published>2007-12-17T09:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:03.515+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gabriella'/><title type='text'>cerita gabie dihari minggu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmlB1WvjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bEqOoYVshPI/s1600-h/my+gabie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771673162432050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmlB1WvjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bEqOoYVshPI/s320/my+gabie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kursi yg selalu dipakai utk menonton teve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmgR1WviI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lixnK1TG3M0/s1600-h/gebse"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771591558053410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmgR1WviI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lixnK1TG3M0/s320/gebse%27+again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; suka begini neh kalo dipoto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmaB1WvhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NctPgUlUC0k/s1600-h/gebse"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771484183870994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmaB1WvhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NctPgUlUC0k/s320/gebse%27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; merem terus si dedek "gabie" kalo dipoto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmVR1WvgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oHs0G9o-Khc/s1600-h/gabie+marah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771402579492354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmVR1WvgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oHs0G9o-Khc/s320/gabie+marah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gini neh kalo lagi merepet...nak...nak..lucu deh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmQx1WvfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iAGfHzDOr00/s1600-h/gabie+manyun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771325270081010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmQx1WvfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iAGfHzDOr00/s320/gabie+manyun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ini kalo lagi manyun.. our gabie aka  "gebse"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-5900480243901580490?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/5900480243901580490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=5900480243901580490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/5900480243901580490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/5900480243901580490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/cerita-gabie-dihari-minggu.html' title='cerita gabie dihari minggu'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XmlB1WvjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bEqOoYVshPI/s72-c/my+gabie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-8243263917239611364</id><published>2007-12-17T09:56:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:03.795+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kakak and adek'/><title type='text'>cerita ttg anak2 ku</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144770496341392850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2Xlgh1WvdI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jX9qM11WOCI/s320/Barbie+Kakak+and+Adek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salah satu koleksi boneka kesayangan putri2 ku, barbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XlsB1WveI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4qTIDjs8cTs/s1600-h/kakak+dan+adek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144770693909888482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2XlsB1WveI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4qTIDjs8cTs/s320/kakak+dan+adek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;suka canda, akhirnya begini deh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-8243263917239611364?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/8243263917239611364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=8243263917239611364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/8243263917239611364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/8243263917239611364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/anak2-ku.html' title='cerita ttg anak2 ku'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2Xlgh1WvdI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jX9qM11WOCI/s72-c/Barbie+Kakak+and+Adek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-5396396603004637375</id><published>2007-12-14T08:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:03.914+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nande again'/><title type='text'>jumat pagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2HXCLXyglI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jhM4p6ablcg/s1600-h/Photo366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143628681846096466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2HXCLXyglI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jhM4p6ablcg/s320/Photo366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;lagih2 aku dipoto tanpa sepengetahuanku..dan blio kirim via bt..duh..nih anak..suka banget ngerjain daku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maklum blio suka maen kektrku dan aku lagi asyik2 bongkar tas..heh..blio diam2 poto deh..ada ajah, dia suka banget neh ngerjain aku..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-5396396603004637375?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/5396396603004637375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=5396396603004637375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/5396396603004637375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/5396396603004637375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/jumat-pagi.html' title='jumat pagi'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R2HXCLXyglI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jhM4p6ablcg/s72-c/Photo366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-3289683936748590963</id><published>2007-12-03T09:13:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:04.066+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonton'/><title type='text'>quickie ekspress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1Nmh7XygkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BVUWnMsRyXo/s1600-R/quickie+ekspress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139564332819055170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1Nmh7XygkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jazKKnSCdaY/s320/quickie+ekspress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;bongkar2 tas, nyari usb, ketemu deh nih ticket..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he3x...jadi teringat story ttg tiket inii.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku dan my love jo, nonton "quickie ekspress" minggu lalu, tepatnya 26 Nov 2007, pas hari senen. saat itu aku lagi bete banget dikantor, terus telpon hubby utk jemput, pengen cepat plg, yah..sutralah..aku plg cepat, kepalaku nyut2 dan bete banget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;terus hubby ajak 'nomat' - senen di 21, di nh sono..yah sudahlah..kami nomat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pilemnya okeh jugah..hilangkan nyut2 kepalaku dan bete di kantor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he3x....ini pilem lucu banget..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gaya tora sudiro and the gank..gile..benar..ha3x......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for my love 'jo' atas idenya, nomat di senen itu... kekekekekekek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-3289683936748590963?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/3289683936748590963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=3289683936748590963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/3289683936748590963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/3289683936748590963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/quickie-ekspress.html' title='quickie ekspress'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1Nmh7XygkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jazKKnSCdaY/s72-c/quickie+ekspress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-185919374682363662</id><published>2007-12-03T09:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:04.473+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brigitta'/><title type='text'>briiiiiiiiiiigitttttteeeeeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NkjrXygjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iUp0JcKeKY8/s1600-R/kakak1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139562163860570674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NkjrXygjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EtCxuzWm7Aw/s320/kakak1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NkcLXygiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gZT5E4p30Aw/s1600-R/kakak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139562035011551778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NkcLXygiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wBP50l-upMw/s320/kakak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-185919374682363662?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/185919374682363662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=185919374682363662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/185919374682363662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/185919374682363662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/briiiiiiiiiiigitttttteeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='briiiiiiiiiiigitttttteeeeeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NkjrXygjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EtCxuzWm7Aw/s72-c/kakak1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-1729728479008810189</id><published>2007-12-03T08:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:05.017+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gabriella'/><title type='text'>corat coret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NfF7XyghI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JDf4mVS8bZY/s1600-R/corat+coret2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139556155201323538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NfF7XyghI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9FSbTRQ4hSA/s320/corat+coret2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NfBLXyggI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8YwRoyWUcJs/s1600-R/corat+coret1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139556073596944898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NfBLXyggI/AAAAAAAAAEE/PCi5d1E0B74/s320/corat+coret1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1Ne8LXygfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/I5q-vLwjfoA/s1600-R/corat+coret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139555987697598962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1Ne8LXygfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E7KBTTAaZc4/s320/corat+coret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gabie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sedang berkarya dgn coretannya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rumah kami dihiasi dgn wall paper natural hasil karya tangan kedua putriku. sdh diminta jgn corat coret didinding, tetep sajah nulis di dinding. sdh dibelikan white board, buku dan kertas karton ditempel didinding, tetap ajah mintanya didinding..yah..sudahlah..tak biarin sajah, toh nanti berhenti jugah, spt kakak brigitt, berhenti sebelum usianya memasuki 3 thn, he3x..baru deh..ngecat ulang tuh dinding...wakakakakk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-1729728479008810189?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/1729728479008810189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=1729728479008810189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/1729728479008810189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/1729728479008810189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/corat-coret.html' title='corat coret'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NfF7XyghI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9FSbTRQ4hSA/s72-c/corat+coret2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-8826254163220436850</id><published>2007-12-03T08:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:05.083+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gabriella'/><title type='text'>gabie demam</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139553977652904418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NdHLXygeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/v1fJmzHlUks/s320/gabie+actions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;walaupun kondisi badan hangat alias demam, tapi adek gabie tetap okeh... he3x.. ya maklum, iklim batam kurang bersahabat dlm beberapa minggu ini, musim panca roba, angin di batam kencang..sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puji Tuhan, dedek makannya tetap banyak dan aktivitasnya biasa2 sajah. cepat sembuh nakku...mmmmuuaah .&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NaZbXygbI/AAAAAAAAADc/z_05oUrgaLk/s1600-R/adek1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1Nau7XygcI/AAAAAAAAADk/nj_TGTVZUhA/s1600-R/adek2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-8826254163220436850?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/8826254163220436850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=8826254163220436850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/8826254163220436850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/8826254163220436850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/12/common-cold.html' title='gabie demam'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R1NdHLXygeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/v1fJmzHlUks/s72-c/gabie+actions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-7652685261802025079</id><published>2007-11-30T08:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:05.338+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gabriella'/><title type='text'>aku manies..kan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iyBzTtXI/AAAAAAAAADM/jcOIo6XFG_c/s1600-h/kog+marah+dek....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138434311469643122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iyBzTtXI/AAAAAAAAADM/jcOIo6XFG_c/s320/kog+marah+dek....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iqRzTtWI/AAAAAAAAADE/JMWRBJoqMrE/s1600-h/gabie+lagih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138434178325656930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iqRzTtWI/AAAAAAAAADE/JMWRBJoqMrE/s320/gabie+lagih.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-7652685261802025079?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/7652685261802025079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=7652685261802025079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/7652685261802025079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/7652685261802025079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/11/aku-manieskan.html' title='aku manies..kan?'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iyBzTtXI/AAAAAAAAADM/jcOIo6XFG_c/s72-c/kog+marah+dek....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-3966336730144389143</id><published>2007-11-30T08:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:06.182+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gabriella'/><title type='text'>gabriella kami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iZRzTtVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xTS52NH-VnM/s1600-h/gabie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138433886267880786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iZRzTtVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xTS52NH-VnM/s320/gabie3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iURzTtUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pY4peymVljQ/s1600-h/gabie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138433800368534850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iURzTtUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pY4peymVljQ/s320/gabie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iPBzTtTI/AAAAAAAAACs/bRcN_zCUlFw/s1600-h/gabie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138433710174221618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iPBzTtTI/AAAAAAAAACs/bRcN_zCUlFw/s320/gabie1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iGRzTtSI/AAAAAAAAACk/WHRxFJLoaAg/s1600-h/gabie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138433559850366242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iGRzTtSI/AAAAAAAAACk/WHRxFJLoaAg/s320/gabie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lagi ngapain neh..dek...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-3966336730144389143?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/3966336730144389143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=3966336730144389143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/3966336730144389143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/3966336730144389143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/11/gabriella-kami.html' title='gabriella kami'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09iZRzTtVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xTS52NH-VnM/s72-c/gabie3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-6137625840772077649</id><published>2007-11-30T08:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:06.695+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brigitta'/><title type='text'>aku cantik kan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09hxBzTtRI/AAAAAAAAACc/XomkDL71BKE/s1600-h/centil+amat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138433194778146066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09hxBzTtRI/AAAAAAAAACc/XomkDL71BKE/s320/centil+amat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09hpRzTtQI/AAAAAAAAACU/cBPo1glmM4o/s1600-h/brigitta7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138433061634159874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09hpRzTtQI/AAAAAAAAACU/cBPo1glmM4o/s320/brigitta7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09hixzTtPI/AAAAAAAAACM/pe2qy-R2j60/s1600-h/brigitta+lagih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138432949965010162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09hixzTtPI/AAAAAAAAACM/pe2qy-R2j60/s320/brigitta+lagih.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-6137625840772077649?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/6137625840772077649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=6137625840772077649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/6137625840772077649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/6137625840772077649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/11/aku-cantik-kan.html' title='aku cantik kan...'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09hxBzTtRI/AAAAAAAAACc/XomkDL71BKE/s72-c/centil+amat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-9036442975310493797</id><published>2007-11-30T07:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:07.848+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brigitta'/><title type='text'>brigitta kami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09gqxzTtNI/AAAAAAAAACA/vPJpYKeUvQI/s1600-h/brigitta6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138431987892335826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09gqxzTtNI/AAAAAAAAACA/vPJpYKeUvQI/s320/brigitta6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09gihzTtMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/isI7qsa3kOI/s1600-h/brigitta5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138431846158415042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09gihzTtMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/isI7qsa3kOI/s320/brigitta5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09gJxzTtLI/AAAAAAAAABw/NFOVkpKX4YU/s1600-h/brigitta3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138431420956652722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09gJxzTtLI/AAAAAAAAABw/NFOVkpKX4YU/s320/brigitta3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nande,..kakak ngantuk banget neh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09f-BzTtKI/AAAAAAAAABo/ldtMrh76mzA/s1600-h/brigitta2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138431219093189794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09f-BzTtKI/AAAAAAAAABo/ldtMrh76mzA/s320/brigitta2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nande, lihat sdh bersih nih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09fvhzTtJI/AAAAAAAAABg/fwGkQfWSZno/s1600-h/brigitta1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138430969985086610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09fvhzTtJI/AAAAAAAAABg/fwGkQfWSZno/s320/brigitta1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nande...lihat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09fjhzTtII/AAAAAAAAABY/LBvNrrMRseo/s1600-h/brigitta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138430763826656386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09fjhzTtII/AAAAAAAAABY/LBvNrrMRseo/s320/brigitta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lagi ambil foto sendiri neh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-9036442975310493797?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/9036442975310493797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=9036442975310493797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/9036442975310493797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/9036442975310493797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/11/brigitta-kami.html' title='brigitta kami'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/R09gqxzTtNI/AAAAAAAAACA/vPJpYKeUvQI/s72-c/brigitta6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-3552767282044237226</id><published>2007-11-28T08:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:05:53.439+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rutinitasku'/><title type='text'>hari ini</title><content type='html'>alarm bunyi, pukul 4:30. aku dan suami bangun. read holly bibile dulu. baru back to our rutinitas.&lt;br /&gt;biasa, beres2 rumah, mutar mesin cuci, prepare breakfast dan makanan buat keluarga. bapa-jo, lari pagi dan kedua putri tercinta masih bobok manies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenggorokanku kumat lagih. hidung mulai tersumbat neh. badan agak lemas. rasanya malas banget ngantor.&lt;br /&gt;berangkat pagih, diantar sama bapa-jo dan kedua putri tercintah yg sdh bangun disaat aku mau berangkat. yes..6:00 pagi..tepatsssssssssss..rutinitas itu mulai lagi berjalan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-3552767282044237226?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/3552767282044237226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=3552767282044237226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/3552767282044237226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/3552767282044237226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/11/hari-ini.html' title='hari ini'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-3742186284293444474</id><published>2007-07-18T08:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:47:08.059+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceritaku'/><title type='text'>Hari ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/Rp1xH4mYA2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/h754p9e8ezg/s1600-h/DSC01915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088347534264894306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/Rp1xH4mYA2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/h754p9e8ezg/s320/DSC01915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CintaMU spt fajar dipagi hari..&lt;br /&gt;yg tdk pernah berhenti bersinar..&lt;br /&gt;CintaMU spt sungai yg mengalir..&lt;br /&gt;dan kutahu betapa dlm kasihMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah..sdh tdk terasa usia pernikahanku sdh bertambah satu umur, terima kasih Tuhan. Cinta,tawa dan canda menghiasi hari2ku.&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;&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/30664263-3742186284293444474?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/3742186284293444474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=3742186284293444474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/3742186284293444474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/3742186284293444474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/07/hari-ini.html' title='Hari ini'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWMgQ09WUN8/Rp1xH4mYA2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/h754p9e8ezg/s72-c/DSC01915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-2769576994449989347</id><published>2007-05-23T21:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T12:26:59.459+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Riau Islands</title><content type='html'>I dropped my bag and take news paper.&lt;br /&gt;Good Topic. Read on 'The Jakarta Post' : Riau Islands overrun by imports of illegal meat. Oh, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the circulation of meat illegally imported from India in Batam and others areas in the riau islands province has reached a critical stage, with the commodity widely available,even in traditional market (read: the jakarta post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's true. i was see it. lucky, me and my family are not too like eat meat. i can count how many times menu in my home made of meat per month. at least one which is 'ayam kampong' as requested by kakak (she likes soup).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'we don't know who we should talk to about the illegal importation of meat from india. the authorities don't seem to care about it and some of them even cooperate with the importers. this really hurts consumer,Asron said (he is secretary of the Batam office of the Consumer Institution Foundation(YLKB). (read : the jakarta post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. it's really hurts consumer. i aware about it. how about others? did they know about it. did our goverment aware about this too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meat from india is usually imported through malaysia as the sale of the meat there is not forbidden. the close proximity between malaysia and batam, as well as other islands in the province, further facilitates the illegal important of the meat to the region. 'this activity is further facilitated by the operation of many illegal ports on batam islands, thereby preventing officers from detecting illegal imports,lik said (lik betty, head of the batam marine,fishereis and agriculture office) (read: the jakarta post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. it's true. pointed to 'many illegal ports on batam islands'. i think is not only for meat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i came here, it's difficult for me to find and looking for food and meal,house hold, and everthing made in indonesia/local made. all imported. price for imported cheaper than local. i'm not saying all came from illegal ports. but until now i don't understand why and if i got some information about this i am still not satisfied about this. don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact is meat imported sold cheaper than local meat. we as consumer should be aware about this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'at least nine tons of illegals meat enters batam per day. its important is smooth because it involves authorities,including policemen,officers of the custom and excise office and other related institutions'. (read : the jakarta post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine the totals for one week,one month and one year? frankly i'm so sad to calculated. the present show that most of people who was in batam most like meat. yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30664263-2769576994449989347?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/2769576994449989347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=2769576994449989347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/2769576994449989347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/2769576994449989347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/05/riau-islands.html' title='Riau Islands'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-5881652787530055349</id><published>2007-05-16T20:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:49:04.506+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why'/><title type='text'>Why ?</title><content type='html'>doing by learning.&lt;br /&gt;deep in my heart asked to myself, why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week i try complie my word to capture all my children asked to me about anything.&lt;br /&gt;little conversation doing with me and my older daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakak : nande, why they said something that I don't understand about it?&lt;br /&gt;me/nande : think hard to answer. well, honey your age not enough to thinking about it just listen. as your see it's adult conversation. you will growing with that and you will get the answer about it. &lt;br /&gt;kakak : i know nande, but 'why' they always do like that in the same time, did they know that what they are doing seems like stupid act, sorry nande.&lt;br /&gt;nande : ok darling. approching her and give a big huge. Honey,it's very hard to answer your smart question, 'why'&lt;br /&gt;kakak : yes nande, that 'why' i asked you&lt;br /&gt;nande : kakak, they do like that because they understand what they talk about and they have wrong place about that. &lt;br /&gt;kakak : oh yeah. are you agree if i said something about it?&lt;br /&gt;nande : yes, i'm ok.&lt;br /&gt;kakak : that's meant adult can do stupid act like a child.&lt;br /&gt;nande : oh my GOD. you're right honey. &lt;br /&gt;kakak : thanks nande. that's i want need that you confirm that adult can do like a child&lt;br /&gt;nande : whisper in heart.'GOD, she's too young to think about this'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(above conversation talk about women had fight with her boyfriend in parking area. they act similar like a child)&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/30664263-5881652787530055349?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/5881652787530055349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=5881652787530055349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/5881652787530055349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/5881652787530055349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2007/05/why.html' title='Why ?'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-1964120034953158081</id><published>2007-05-15T19:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T11:23:33.614+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom and children'/><title type='text'>me,brigitta,gabie.</title><content type='html'>Muddy,wet,water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain..again.&lt;br /&gt;wet..again.&lt;br /&gt;muddy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batam was rain. rain again.i asked my self and try to figure out, why rain comes on this month? insane. stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;but i always pray "Thanks GOD for today".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cough,common cold. last week, my second daughter has common cold and cough but now be better. i asked to "mbak" to gave her more water and more food.&lt;br /&gt;mom called me in early morning said some reason why she doesn't come yet to batam. it's okay mom no problem i'll tell to kakak (brigitta)about this as she always asked about her grandma why not coming yet after easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discussed with my love 'jo'(husband) to cancel registration school for kakak. i can teach her after office hour. it's very hard but i try. with singing a song i teach her alphabet, number, everything. kakak is happy and her sister gabie try to follow what her sister do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have only 3 until 4 hours a day meet my lovely children after office hours. i try to manage my time and give the best for them. &lt;br /&gt;someday kakak has a simple question but for me is very hard to answer.&lt;br /&gt;"nande if you don't mind can you spare for me more time to teach me and spent time with me all day long?" oh GOD. If I could, I will do honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saddnes. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;GOD..YOU know about all, everything. If I could..I'll be there everytime. I promised this is not longer. I've big plan about this all. Trust me kakak, you will see the day will come and your wish come true.  &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;&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/30664263-1964120034953158081?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/1964120034953158081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=1964120034953158081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/1964120034953158081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am.  with my backbone starting again. hard to say how to tell you what's going on during my absent on this space but.. i will come again to you,share together with laugh,saddnes,regardless and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know who i am.&lt;br /&gt;moved to new space . quite strange. new place,new job,new boss but still under same company.&lt;br /&gt;well, as new comer i must obey about rule and my position. thanks to Lord given me chance for this position. working with new and good boss is very hard to keep good performance employee here.&lt;br /&gt;almost five months i've worked with new job. struggling with everything but i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;life is wonderfull if we full fill in patient,humble and faith. growing with new situation make me strong and know how to do a good job and how to improve my capability. i always do my best to keep good performance.&lt;br /&gt;some people have good approch to me but some not. i don't care. i just play my game but i never breaking the rule and never distrub others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome again..mom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-1541569408694854516?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/1541569408694854516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=1541569408694854516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/1541569408694854516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is going on..&lt;br /&gt;it's funny. once i open this space, i forgot my password, oh no..&lt;br /&gt;well, highly appreciated for blogger account and google account, you save my blog..many thank to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh GOD,&lt;br /&gt;since i moved to new place. i was struggle for everything. for my jobdesk, my family and what ever. but i still on HIM.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to begin. promise is promise. promise to update this blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..welcome aboard again..miss you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-8015148993761014060?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-117496870552265092</id><published>2007-03-27T12:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T12:11:45.533+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mampir</title><content type='html'>Aduh kangen banget ..&lt;br /&gt;sudah lama tidak nge blog..&lt;br /&gt;aku akan mampir yah...JANJI DEH...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-117496870552265092?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/117496870552265092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=117496870552265092&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Entah kenapa dalam masa2 advent begini, saya suka merenungkan dan mengartikan arti kata2 tersebut. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidup pasti kita mempunyai problema. Namanya juga hidup, toh kalo kita tdk hidup kita tdk akan mengalaminya. Iyalah..sapa juga tahu kan yah...Cerita menarik yg kuhadapi dalam satu masa dalam kehidupanku.&lt;br /&gt;Seorang teman yg juga seorang ibu rumah tangga, karier bagus,dikarunia anak dan suami yg baik (sebut saja X). Ku tidak begitu dekat banget dgn nya, tapi aku pernah mengenalnya dan pernah juga berselisih pendapat dan paham dengannya. Berbagai ragam cerita dan rumor yg dulu pernah kudengar mengenainya, tapi aku tidak pernah tahu dan menganggap itu tdk begitu berpengaruh terhadap hidup dan kehidupanku. (sebelum cerita ini berlanjut, saya pribadi mohon minta maaf bila si "X" atau siapa aja yg entah itu temannya, saudaranya atau apanya ajalah yg baca postingan ini, mohon jangan tersinggung. Saya tidak ada bermaksud buruk atau berniat jahat terhadap dia atau sapa saja. Saya cuma menganggap ini sebagai pelajaran bagi saya, ato org lain yg merasa postingan ini berguna atau bermanfaat dan bahan perenungan saya pribadi dan lewat inilah saya merasa ditegur olehNYA dan dengan mengahadapinya saya merasakan campurtanganNYA dan betapa besar cintaNYA kepada saya dan kepada kita semua yg mau menjalankan semua ajaran dan perintahNYA serta menjauhi semua laranganNYA. Sekali lagi maap, saya bukan hendak menggurui atau berlagak sok alim atau jaim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puji Tuhan juga, jk tidak ada halangan saya bakalan pindah,mendapat bos yg baru,suasana kerja yg baru, job yg baru, tanggung jawab yg baru dan aku bahagia banget, doaku yg telah lamaaaa banget, dijawab olehNYA (read : semua itu akan indah pada waktunya).&lt;br /&gt;Meraih suatu kesempatan dan menjalaninya merupakan suatu tantangan yg cukup berat. Jika kita hadapi dengan kesabaran dan sukacita serta ucapan syukur padaNYA tentu akan membuat hidup ini terasa berarti. Suatu masa dalam kehidupanku,aku dengan bekerja baek2 dan tiba2 diphk tanpa ada sebab, saat aku baru selesai menjalani persalinan putri kami yg kedua merupakan suatu pukulan berat bagiku, cukup berat karena saat itu aku menghadapinya sendiri beserta putri sulungku dan putri keduaku yg masih berumur beberapa hari saat aku diphk. (read : suami tercintah lagi tugas keluar).Hatiku menjerit, batinku berontak, bertanya terus kenapa aku diberhentikan, aku salah apa?, tiada warning letter, tiada peringatan, aku dipecat begitu saja. Kubersabar diri, berdoa padanya dan senantiasa minta kekuatan padaNYA. Simpang siur cerita diluar sana ttg aku, berbagai rumor, mulai dari yg baek2 sampai yg jahat, mulai dari a sampai z, entah itu ditambahi ataupun dikurangi,aku hy bs mendengar dan berdoa. Aku tdk bs berbuat apalagi dan hanya DOA lah kekuatanku. Berkat kemurahan hati seorg sahabat, aku kembali bekerja dgn melalui tahapan seorg pencari kerja, spt wawancaralah dan segala macam tetek bengek persyaratan penerimaan pegawai baru. Dan suatu sukacita penuh lagi,dan tak henti2nya aku mengucap syukur "tk's GOD, Dia Bapa yg sungguh baik", tdk beberapa lama aku bekerja, sebuah tawaran menarik dan bagus datang kepadaku, puji TUHAN, setelah mengahadapi beberapa interview, aku dinyatakan "acceptable" dan aku bakalan pindah.)&lt;br /&gt;Aku diuji dan ditegur lagi olehNYA. Utk lebih bersabar lagi dan lebih bergumul lagi dalam doa2 pergumulanku. Aku menjalaninya dengan penuh sukacita, walau aku tahu dan dgr banyak cerita dan gossip yg menggerikan dan membuat hatiku menangis, tapi aku tetap bersabar dan berserah padaNYA.&lt;br /&gt;Aku menahan diri dan mencoba utk tetap tenang, utk masa penantian yg menurutku terkesan diundur dan diperlambat. Biarlah, aku berserah padaNYA. Tiada satu pun kekuatan didunia ini yg dpt mengalahkan Kasih KaruniaNYA dan betapa ajaib dan heran DIA, Amien.&lt;br /&gt;Aku bertanya pada "x" yg sampai sekarang aku sungguh menyesal kenapa aku hrs bertanya kepada dia ( penyesalan selalu datangnya terlambat), krn menurut salah seorg teman dia tahu ttg hal ini. Tidak terbayang oleh ku sambutan dari dia yg begitu ketus dan nada tinggi setiap menjawab setiap pertanyaanku. Well, aku terima kondisi tsbt, tpi aku tdk terima akan nada tingginya yg seolah olah aku ini mempunyai utang atau sesuatu yg harus aku pertanggung jawabkan kepadanya. Aku tdk terima, tpi aku tdk membantahnya atau melawannya saat itu, aku pikir percuma saja, toh aku juga sdh tahu karakter dia, walau kali ini aku yg kena siraman keketusannya. Aku pikir mungkin dia lagi bete, atau jutek, saat aku nelpon dia, tapi kenapa mesti begitu terhadap aku, aku salah apa? Well, aku diemin semuanya, walau saat itu aku pengen nangis, tapi sudahlah tidak apa2 batinku berkata. Kondisiku saat itu sdg sedih, dan aku sempat cerita keseseorang yg kupercaya. Selang beberapa hari, "x" telpon aku dgn marah2 dan berkata kata dgn kata yg cukup menyakitkanku dan mengungkit semua cerita2 yg lalu.&lt;br /&gt;X : lo jgn ganggu kehidupan gw yah&lt;br /&gt;saya : yg ganggu sapa? kamu kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;X : lo jgn belagak sok ngadu ngadu dan cerita ttg gw yah!&lt;br /&gt;saya : yg ngadu sapa? terus yg ngomong kekamu sapa?&lt;br /&gt;X : ada deh, pokoknya dari sumber yg terpercaya!&lt;br /&gt;saya : iyah, kalo boleh saya tahu sapa dia?&lt;br /&gt;X : pokoknya ada deh!&lt;br /&gt;saya: saya salah apa?&lt;br /&gt;X : buat apa kamu cerita2 ttg gw ketus ama elo dan nada tinggi ngomong ke elo di telp?&lt;br /&gt;saya : iyah gw jg bertanya sama kamu, knp kamu ketus dan nada tinggi ngomong kesaya, saya tanya baek2 jawab kamu begitu&lt;br /&gt;X : terserah gw dong, gw kan saat itu lagi bete, wajar donk kalo gw ketus ngomong, emang elo kagak pernah ngomong ketus keorg lain, emang elo tahu suasana hati gw saaat itu?&lt;br /&gt;saya : (dalam hati berkata), oh GOD, segitunya dia????&lt;br /&gt;Saya : ok, sekarang maksud elo itu apa?&lt;br /&gt;X : please yah jgn ganggu kehidupan saya&lt;br /&gt;saya : oh my GOD, yg ganggu sapa? lagian sapa yg mau usik kamu?&lt;br /&gt;dstt.............&lt;br /&gt;saya : well, kalo kamu tdk mau kasih tahu sapa org yg cerita kekamu itu, tidak apa2. Saya minta maap yah, kalo kamu marah akan hal ini (sebenarnya aku jg binggung knp aku hrs berkata begitu. Tapi aku sadar tdk salah kan yah, aku minta maap)&lt;br /&gt;X : diam sejenak dan langsung meletakkan gagang telpon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pembicaraan itu kondisinya buruk sekali sehingga aku tdk mampu utk menuliskannya semua disini. X sempat berucap akan hal2 kebaikan yg pernah dilakukannya kepadaku, entah itu benar ato tdk aku tdk tahu. Itu menurut pengakuaannya. Ada suatu kondisi dimana dia sempat datang kepadaku dan aku tidak sempat melakukan kunjungan balasan terhadapnya. Dia berkata sempat bantu aku cari2 info dan lowongan sewkt aku dirumah, aku kan tdk tahu, dan aku mana tahu dia itu melakukan atau tdk, dan aku tdk pernah mau tahu hal tsbt. Dan inti dari pembicaraannya Si "X" beranggapan kalo dia suka memberi kebaikan tpi tdk pernah menerima balasan dari kebaikan yg telah diperbuatnya itu . Oh Tuhan... Biarlah sebagai umat beragama dan tahu menjalankan ajaran agama, aku sdh minta maap dan biarlah si"X" tidak mau menerima maapku atau tdk terima semuanya, biarlah. Aku hanya berserah dan berdoa. Semuanya aku ceritakan kepada bapa tercintah. Bapa tentu tdk terima atas sikapnya. Tapi bapa bilang, tidak apa nande, bersabar yah. Tetap doakan dia, agar dia lebih banyak bersabar lagi, dan tdk gampang marah dan tetap bijaksana dalam menanggapi segala sesuatunya. Yah pah. Yg tdk habis pikir nih (jadinya aku menilai dia begitu), dia berbuat kebaikan (memberi) tapi dia menuntut bales (menerima), idih...serem yah..berarti tdk ikhlas dong membantu atau menolong. Didalam kehidupan ini, jk kita pengen menolong org lain, tolonglah, jangan pernah menuntut balesan, jika kita bisa mengampuni dan menerima maap org lain, lakukanlah karena Bapa disorga akan melakuan hal yg sama bagi kita. Bukan gw sok mengajari ttg keimanan dan cara hidup beragama di postingan ini, bukan, sekali lagi bukan. Daku cuma mau share dan berbagai pengalaman saja. Teguran yg kudapat dariNYA akan semua peristiwa ini :&lt;br /&gt;- agar aku bisa lebih peka lagi dgn segala sesuatunya&lt;br /&gt;- agar aku lebih bersabar lagi, dan tetap bergumul dalam doa akan segala sesuatunya&lt;br /&gt;- agar aku lebih smart lagi utk memilih teman utk berbagi suka dan duka dalam dunia kerjaku&lt;br /&gt;- agar aku bisa tetap mengucap syukur karena aku tdk spt dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berkat yg berlimpah yg kuterima dariNYA atas peristiwa ini :&lt;br /&gt;- aku jdi semakin kuat dan tegar&lt;br /&gt;- aku jdi tahu mana yg sebenarnya bisa diajak teman utk berbagai suka dan duka&lt;br /&gt;- aku jadi semakin mengerti bahwa dilingkungan kerjaku ini, aku harus berhati hati utk mengemukakan pendapat, ide dan saran karena banyak org2 yg tdk dapat dipercaya disekitarku (bukan berarti semua begitu yah, tpi kebanyakan begitu adanya)&lt;br /&gt;- aku diberi petunjuk olehNYA, bahwa segala sesuatu itu ada masanya&lt;br /&gt;- aku bersyukur karena DIA telah memberi kekuatan bagiku&lt;br /&gt;- aku bersyukur karena DIA telah membuka mata hatiku dan mata kedaginganku, bahwa masih ada org2 yg perlu urapan kasihNYA&lt;br /&gt;- aku bersyukur karena kasihNYA, aku diberi hati utk tdk dendam dan sifat utk tdk membalas dendam&lt;br /&gt;- aku bersyukur kepadaNYA karena diberi suami yg tercintah, yang takut akan DIA, keluarga yg baek,suami yg sabar,suami yg selalu memandang persolan hidup ini tanpa pernah mengandalkan kedagingannya (read : maap bukan mau memuji suami saya yg tercintah, tapi begitulah dia apa adanya, dan aku dan kedua putriku sgt mencintainya. Dan saya yakin suami yg lainnya juga ada spt ini dan istri mana yg tdk akan membanggakan suami dan anak2nya. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doaku dan pintaku kepadaNYA :&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih ya Yesus, aku memiliki teman dan kondisi tempat bekerja spt saat ini yang mana membuatku utk lebih bertumbuh lagi dalam ajaranMU dan belajar utk banyak berbuat kebaikan, belajar utk bersabar, belajar utk mengalah dan belajar utk melawan sifat kedagingan. Terima kasih ya Yesus, KAU beri aku kesempatan utk menjalani semua persoalan yg rumit bahkan sulit utk kupahami sekalipun sampai aku tdk bisa memecahkannya sendiri dan dengan begitu, aku makin kuat dan tegar. Terima kasih ya Yesus, KAU beri aku nafas kehidupan utk menjalani semuanya ini sehingga aku semakin dewasa dalam iman dan kerohanianku. Terima kasih ya Yesus, dengan persoalan yg kuhadapi ini aku jadi semakin sering akan mengucap syukur padaMU akan segala sesuatunya. Terima kasih ya TUHAN. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;*sekali lagi saya mohon maap bila kamu (read : X) atau temannya atau saudaranya atau apanya aja..atau siapa saja dan dimana saja yg baca postingan ini, saya minta maap. Bukan maksud saya utk gagah2an atau mau cari sapa yg benar sapa yg salah, kiranya jangan tersinggung. Saya ketik ini sebagai curhat hati saya krn saat ini sulit utk memilih teman utk tempat curhat dan berbagai. Dan seperti diawal cerita ini, kiranya postingan ini dapat diambil sebagai bahan perenungan kita ( read : khususnya umat kristiani yg lagi masa advent/masa penantian, menyambut kelahiranNYA, yg sebentar lagi akan kita rayakan.)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116606177213586932?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116606177213586932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116606177213586932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116606177213586932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116606177213586932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/12/memberi-menerima-mengampuni-diampuni.html' title='Memberi-Menerima &amp; Mengampuni-Diampuni'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116589612251812853</id><published>2006-12-12T10:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T08:32:21.206+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senin Malam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spt biasanya nyampe kantor (6:40 pagi), telpon kerumah tanya ama "bibi" (yg jaga anak2 ketika kami, nande-bapa, tidak ditempat)&lt;br /&gt;Nande: Nun, anak2 sdh pada bangun?&lt;br /&gt;Inun : sdh kak, lagi sarapan nih&lt;br /&gt;Nande: Bapa, sdh bangun?&lt;br /&gt;Inun : sdh kak, lagi mandi, ada pesan kak?&lt;br /&gt;Nande : entar aja deh, kakak telpon ke hapenya.&lt;br /&gt;Inun : iya kak, ini gabie mau ngomong kak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(gabie, putri kedua saya, 16 bulan, sdh mulai bisa bicara satu dan dua kata)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabie : te..(read : manggil saya, nande)..cicak ah...(suka banget lihat cicak )&lt;br /&gt;Nande : halooo gabie..lagi makan ya nak? nyam..nyam...enak yah..?&lt;br /&gt;Gabie : nyam..nyam....&lt;br /&gt;Nande : gabie, nande kerja dulu ya nak ya..baek2 dirumah yah..&lt;br /&gt;Gabie : iyah...tatak..tatak..(read : manggil kakaknya, putri sulung kami)&lt;br /&gt;Nande : kakak, lagi ngapain dek?&lt;br /&gt;Gabie : nyam..nyam...te....atit...&lt;br /&gt;Nande : o..kakak lagi makan juga yah..sakit kenapa nak?&lt;br /&gt;Inun : kepalanya kena gagang telpon kak..&lt;br /&gt;Nande : oo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tiba2 terdengar suara Brigitta(kakak)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : Nande...&lt;br /&gt;Nande : iyah..&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : nande..kerja yah...&lt;br /&gt;Nande : Iyah, kakak lagi ngapain nak?&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : lagi makan, enak..sekali..&lt;br /&gt;Nande : Makasih yah nak ....( read : setiap pagi sebelum berangkat kantor, aku selalu menyempatkan masak utk kedua putriku, utk keluarga dan utk bekalku ke kantor)&lt;br /&gt;Nande : sdh dulu ya nak, nande mau kerja yah...&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : iya nande..ati2 yah..kalo pulang kerja nanti bawa bobo yah... (read : aku suka baca-in bobo junior buat kedua putriku yg tercintah)..&lt;br /&gt;Nande : bye..sayang..&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : dah..nande..&lt;br /&gt;Sejam kemudian, hapeku berbunyi. (read : bapa telpon)&lt;br /&gt;Nande : pagi sayang,sdh mau berangkat yah (read : lihat jam di kompt. sdh jam 8-an)&lt;br /&gt;Bapa : Iya sayang, kam sudah sarapan?&lt;br /&gt;Nande : sudah, bapa sudah?&lt;br /&gt;Bapa : sudah, thanks ya nande, semur ayamnya eunak sekali..&lt;br /&gt;Nande : sambil senyum sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;Bapa : nande, entar malam, dirumah kita ada doa yah.."ibadat tobat" dipimpin ama pastor paroki..&lt;br /&gt;Nande : # glek..#..bingung dan kaget nih..&lt;br /&gt;Nande : kog bapa bilangnya mendadak begini sih? kan nande blm ada persiapan buat beres2 rumah dan lainnya..kenapa tdk dirumah yg lainnya pah?&lt;br /&gt;Bapa : nande, tdk ada rumah yg bersedia, krn sebagian anak mereka ada yg mau ujian dan mereka belum siap..&lt;br /&gt;Nande : belum siap? (read : bisik dalam hati neh)&lt;br /&gt;Bapa : nanti bapa plg cepat deh, bantu bi inun beres2..nande gimana? bisa plg cepat? ke gym hari ini?&lt;br /&gt;Nande : hri ini tdk pah, baiklah nande akan plg cepat juga.&lt;br /&gt;Bapa: jam berapa sayang?&lt;br /&gt;Nande : belum tahu pah, entar nande sms deh&lt;br /&gt;Bapa: baiklah..&lt;br /&gt;Nande : ketemu di aviari plaza yah pah, utk beli minuman dan snack&lt;br /&gt;Bapa : ok cintah..&lt;br /&gt;Nande : see you pah, ati2 dijalan yah..mmmuah..&lt;br /&gt;Bapa : ok,..mmmuah...&lt;br /&gt;Dan pembicaran usai sdh. Glek, ada acara doa dirumah? Malam ini..Kenapa mendadak yah bapa bilang kenande?&lt;br /&gt;O..jadi teringat, minggu malam habis doa kelompok dalam masa lingkaran advent, menyambut natal, bapa plgnya telat, nande keburu tdr duluan, pantesan, informasinya telat, dan pagi hari, nande sdh kabur utk pergi kerja...&lt;br /&gt;Yah..tak apalah..senang juga seh, rumah kita sering dipakai utk tempat kumpul dari doa komunitas dan kelompok.&lt;br /&gt;Jelang pukul 3 sore, batam diguyur hujan deras. Duh, gimana mau plg neh, alamat banjir lagi neh. Batam ini, gampang banget banjir, hujan sejam aja (read : hjn deras), banjir deh..ckckcckkk..batam ..oh..batam..&lt;br /&gt;Bapa sdh bolak balik sms,nanyain jam berapa plg. Nunggu sampai jam 4, hujan bellum reda juga, my boss *I*, sdh plg, dan aku sdh minta izin tadinya mau plg cpt juga, tapi karena sikon, yah nunggu deh..&lt;br /&gt;Jelang pukul 4 lewat, hujan sdh agak reda nih, tinggal gerimis ajah. Driver kantor ku , ngajakin plg yah..udah deh..nebeng..&lt;br /&gt;Ditengah jalan bapa sms lagi, nande bales bilang lagi on the way nih.. Terus pak driver, menawarkan diri utk mengantar sampai kerumah, daku bilang tq pak, tdk usah. Saya sampai simpang kabil ajah.&lt;br /&gt;Disimpang kabil, cuaca cerah, masih terlihat diruas jln genangan air. Daku naik taxi plg, terus..alamak...............pas mau nyampe Panbill,..byur..........hujan deras buanget......gila jack...gimana neh..&lt;br /&gt;Puji Tuhan ..abang taxi baek deh..&lt;br /&gt;Abg Taxi : Mba, turun dimana?&lt;br /&gt;Saya : di pendawa belakang, dekat toko material&lt;br /&gt;Abg Taxi : sama mba, sy juga tinggal dikompleks itu, entar sekalian aja, saya anterin.&lt;br /&gt;Saya : tks ya bang..&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe dirumah, kedua putriku sdh tereak2x..nande..nande....dan tikar udah digelar dan sdh beberes nih. Tinggal beli makanan ringan,gerimis masih ada. Bareng bibi aku pergi cari makanan ringan disekitar kompleks perumahan. Batal ke aviari, mengingat waktu dan sikon masih gerimis terus.&lt;br /&gt;Acara jam 8 mulai, bapa pastor telah dateng dan teman satu komunitas telah pada kumpul dan acara ibadat dimulai. Brigitta dan gabie anteng nih, selama ibadat dan tdk rewel. Dan ada juga beberapa anak kecil ikut. Nah ketika ibadat tobat mulai, kita pakai kamar belakang sebagai tempat/ruang pengampunan. Si kakak mulai bertanya (read : sdh menjadi tradisi di paroki kami, ibadat tobat ada dilakukan di gereja dan dirumah umat, dan sdh tradisi liturgis katolik diadakan ibadat tobat menjelang paskah dan natalan).&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : nande, kenapa oom dan tante itu, keluar masuk kekamar? gantian?&lt;br /&gt;Nande : kan didalam kamar ada pastor nak&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : ngapain pastor itu di dalam nande?&lt;br /&gt;Nande: didalam pastor duduk, dengarin oom dan tante itu bicara&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : bicara apa nande?&lt;br /&gt;Nande : mmmm...(mulai bingung nih menjawabnya)&lt;br /&gt;Nande : oom dan tante itu berdoa bareng ama pastor, minta didoakan ama pastor&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : kakak aja bisa doa sendiri tdk perlu ada pastor&lt;br /&gt;Nande : #$$$$ glek #$$$$$ ????????&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : nande, pastor itu doanya gimana?&lt;br /&gt;Nande : doanya spt doa kakak juga&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : oom dan tante itu doakan sinterklass nggak? ( daku senyum2 sajah nih)&lt;br /&gt;Nande : iyah nak&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta : sama yah sama kakak, kakak doakan sinterklass, trus kakak nyanyi jinggle bell dan wi wis yu melly krismas..&lt;br /&gt;Nande : iyah..&lt;br /&gt;Kedua putriku, belakangan ini suka dengerin lagu natal, trus suka minta cerita ttg sinterklass.&lt;br /&gt;Selesai acara tobat, anak2 pada bobo termasuk suami tercintah. Aku diam merenung sendiri sambil memperhatikan mereka (suami dan kedua putriku). Terima kasih Yesusku, bahagia ..sekali..memiliki org2 yg tercintah.&lt;br /&gt;Lapang sudah hatiku, lega rasanya, ibadat tobat, semua masalah, problemku dan segala problema yg kuhadapi, tertumpah semua dgn ibadat tobat.&lt;br /&gt;Senin malam yg bahagia sekali, walau cuaca mendung tapi hati keluargaku tidak mendung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116589612251812853?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116589612251812853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116589612251812853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116589612251812853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116589612251812853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/12/senin-malam.html' title='Senin Malam'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116545456793648354</id><published>2006-12-07T07:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T08:31:54.103+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Akhirnya....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4838/3293/1600/175431/Fotoku%20juga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4838/3293/320/435448/Fotoku%20juga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4838/3293/1600/195124/Foto%20ku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4838/3293/320/926063/Foto%20ku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perkembangan terbaru. Aku sdh bisa memakai celanaku yg satu ini. Yihuiiiiiii....dulunya kagak muat deh..kira2 kenapa yah...?&lt;br /&gt;Of course..lemak ditubuhku sdh mulai berkurang beberapa inchi..walau cuma bbrp inchi doang, tapi aku puas..hasil fitnessku ..berhasil..YES....YES....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam..du bidu dam..aku senang......sekali..ha3x....&lt;br /&gt;Berarti bakalan ada acara bongkar lemari lagi neh. Cari cari baju dan celana yg dulunya pernah aku pakai dan sempat mogok sesaat..krn lemak di tubuhku...&lt;br /&gt;dan betapa senangnya "bapa tercintah..lihat nande sdh bisa pakai baju yg dulu lagi..." Tinggal lemak diperutku aja yg perlu banget dikurangi, beserta pengencangan paha, pantat, lengan dan lengan atas. Yes...semangat..semangat terus nih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116545456793648354?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116545456793648354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116545456793648354&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116545456793648354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116545456793648354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/12/akhirnya.html' title='Akhirnya....'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116503327209486552</id><published>2006-12-02T10:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T11:36:17.696+07:00</updated><title type='text'># Again...#</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan merasakan luka dan bantingan lagi. Tapi kepingan tidak mau menangis dan bersedih lagi. Kepingan sudah kuat. Bayangkan bantingan, pukulan,cibiran sekaligus diterima dan kesesakan yg begitu menyakitkan diterima kepingan kemaren. Oh My GOD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tubuhnya tergores lagi. Luka lama terluka lagi. Mengapa mereka sebegitu kejinya terhadap kepingan? Kemana nilai norma kemanusian,keadilan dan cinta kasih mereka? Apakah semua itu telah hilang, telah sirna terbakar oleh kekayaan, pangkat, status dan jabatan mereka? Warna warni mewarnai goresan kepingan...Tapi kepingan tetap sabar dan menahan diri. Kepingan belajar utk tdk emosi. Kepingan belajar utk mencintai walau disakiti, disiksa. Kepingan belajar utk tetap mendoakan mereka dan tetap merangkulnya walau mereka masih menggoreskan pedang keegoisan dan belati kesombongan mereka ditubuh kepingan. Kepingan tetap bergulir, walau kali ini, dia terluka lagi. Perlahan kepingan bergulir dan bergulir. Kepingan yakin, ada masanya dan ada waktunya, entah kapan itu, entah dimana itu, kepingan yakin, semua itu pasti akan dapat kepingan lalui.&lt;br /&gt;Dunia memang jahat. Banyak kebohongan disana, kebohongan dan kemunafikkan dibungkus oleh wajah lugu dan polos, biar yg lain tahu bahwa dia itu suci dan baik adanya. Tutur kata polos, tingkah laku yg santun membentengi dirinya dari keasliannya dan keberadaannya. Kepingan selalu berucap : betapa pintarnya mereka bersandiwara, betapa bisanya mereka menjalani hidup ini dengan kemunafikkan, kebohongan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah, waktu akan tetap berputar. Roda kehidupan akan berjalan terus dan berputar terus. Hidup ini ada masanya dan semua yg ada didunia ini ada masanya. Ada masa utk tertawa, ada masa utk menangis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116503327209486552?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116503327209486552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116503327209486552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116503327209486552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116503327209486552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/12/again.html' title='# Again...#'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116467680758325532</id><published>2006-11-28T08:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T08:20:07.610+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teman Berdebatku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/Brigitte4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/Brigitte4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/Brigitte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/Brigitte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/Brigitte2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My Brigitta, putri pertamaku, belakangan ini dia semakin kritis dan semakin suka argue sama aku, nandenya. Tk's GOD, dalam usianya yg 3,1 thn KAU beri dia kepintaran utk mengungkapkan rasa keinginan tahunya yg luar biasa, bantu kami Tuhan agar kami kedua orang tuanya bisa menyikapi semua pertanyaannya yg terkadang susah utk di beri penjelasan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/30664263-116467680758325532?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116467680758325532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116467680758325532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116467680758325532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116467680758325532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/11/teman-berdebatku.html' title='Teman Berdebatku'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116442584302717938</id><published>2006-11-25T10:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T10:37:23.040+07:00</updated><title type='text'>* Thanksgiving *</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.itypeit.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/2597/820nn2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116442584302717938?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116442584302717938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116442584302717938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116442584302717938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116442584302717938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanksgiving.html' title='* Thanksgiving *'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116432822934465506</id><published>2006-11-24T06:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:30:29.356+07:00</updated><title type='text'>$ Kepingan Kembali tapi akan pergi..?????? $</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan. Awal pembentukan blog ini, posting terawal byk bercerita tentang kepingan. Bercerita tentang keberadaannya. Kepingan kini telah kuat. Kuat utk bergulir dan bergulir lagi. Tetapi dia tdk sombong dan tidak lupa siapa dia dulunya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepingan. Sekarang sdh semakin kuat dan tegar. Banyak mata yg dulu berpaling, kini mulai mendekat dan menyapa serta tanpa diminta pun mereka datang dengan sendirinya kepada kepingan untuk memberi pertolongan dan bantuan. Teman yg dulu mencibir, memaki bahkan membuat kepingan menangis sehingga kepingan sempat tergores akibat guliran air matanya yg berderai disepanjang gulirannya. Kepingan banyak mengalah, banyak bersabar dan tetap berusaha walau dia sudah disiksa, dihina bahkan dibanting dan dicampakkan begitu saja. Banyak teman kepingan pergi, menjauh bahkan tdk berpaling sedikit pun disaat kepingan mengalami kesedihan, kesusahan dan penderitaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luka byk menghiasi tubuh dan gulirannya. Tapi selalu dia tetap tersenyum tegar, walau terkadang dia jatuh dan sakit berhari hari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan akan memasuki suatu warna kehidupan yg akan mengubah hidup dan kehidupannya. Warna yg baru akan menantinya, menunggunya. Menunggu kepingan utk bergulir disana memberikan guliran yg indah, cantik dan mempesona sehingga orang tahu siapa kepingan sebenarnya, oopppss..ini berarti kepingan akan sombong, tidak, sesekali tidak. Dia tetap tahu siapa dia dan bagaimana dia. Warna yg baru penuh tantangan, semua serba baru. Kepingan telah mempersiapkan tubuh dan goresannya dengan guliran kebijakan, ketelitian, kepintaran dan kesederhanaannya. Untuk selanjutnya kepingan akan berhadapan dengan kepingan2 lainnya yg lebih pintar, lebih pandai dan segala galanya lebih darinya. Tapi kepingan tidak takut, dia berani dan siap mengahadapi semuanya itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan akan dihadapi dengan kondisi yg menuntut kepingan lebih smart lagi. Masa depan cerah sdh terbentang didepan kepingan dan kepingan sdh mengulirkan tubuhnya dgn goresan pertamanya yg masih tipis dan terang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan kembali tetapi akan pergi..? Kepingan pergi..? kemana? kenapa? sampai kapan?.....berbagai pertanyaan muncul disaat teman2 kepingan tahu bahwa kepingan akan pergi, tetapi akankah dia kembali?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yah..benar, semua benar. Kepingan akan pergi. Untuk saat ini kepingan belum tahu akan kembali apa tidak. Sepertinya tidak. Duh..kenapa ..? Kepingan akan pergi untuk mengapai cita2nya yg sdh lama dia tunggu dan nantikan. Kepingan sedih juga, akan berpisah dengan teman dan kerabatnya. Tapi apa boleh buat, kepingan harus pergi. Yah, pergi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi kepingan akan berusaha disetiap ada waktu dan kesempatan akan mencoba berbagi cerita lewat postingan berikutnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116432822934465506?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116432822934465506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116432822934465506&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116432822934465506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116432822934465506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/11/kepingan-kembali-tapi-akan-pergi.html' title='$ Kepingan Kembali tapi akan pergi..?????? $'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116417231790599552</id><published>2006-11-22T12:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T06:56:09.803+07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Ams 3:5-6*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Isi ayat diatas sering sekali aku ucapkan dan ada selalu dihati ini bila aku mengalami suatu pergumulan dan dalam suatu penantian akan harapan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerapkali aku mengalami godaan dan ujian kedaginganku. Well, aku terkadang masih suka diliputi ketakutan,kebimbangan. Tapi aku berusaha dan tetap mengingat satu ayat, yg telah menguatkanku. Ayat ini telah lama banget menjadi suatu kekuatan bagiku mulai kuliahan dulu. Aku ingat waktu itu aku ikut cell group dan perkantas di kampus. Kakak kelompok memberi ayat ini kepadaku, entah berdasarkan apa aku tidak tahu dia memberikan ayat ini padaku, mungkin dia telah mengenal karakterku. Dan hingga saat ini pun, ayat ini masih terus kuingat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Dikala aku sedih, ketakutan, kecemasan atas segala sesuatunya,ku selalu ingat ayat ini. Dikala teman tiada satupun menemaniku utk berbagi cerita, disaat suami tugas luar daerah,aku ingat ayat ini. Dikala anakku sakit, rewel, aku ingat ayat ini juga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Saat ini, aku mengucap syukur, karena doaku yg telah lama sekali,terjawab sudah. Praise the Lord. He knows what I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Walau terkadang teman dan kerabat selalu meremehkan ku aku tetap ingat ayat ini. Dikala teman-kerabat tiada yg menyapa, malah mencibir dan menjauh, aku ingat ayat ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Kesesakkan melanda, airmata tertumpah,kedaginganku berbicara, ah....aku tetap ingat ayat ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Dulu juga, disaat kulihaan, aku putus dgn pacarku,disaat mau ujian akhir, ayat ini yg menguatkanku. Disaat aku menggumulkan teman hidup, di kota Batam, tempat aku bekerja, ketemu teman hidup, dan aku berkeluarga disini,ayat ini juga yg menguatkanku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Dalam perjalanan rumah tanggaku, karierku, pekerjaan suami, anak-anakku, ayat ini juga yg membesarkan hatiku. Disaat aku mengalami misscarriage, kena PHK, dijauhi teman2 sekantor, ayat ini juga yg menguatkanku. Betapa baiknya Engkau Yesus, kasihMu tiada berkesudahan. Besar dan ajaib karyaMu, sungguh hebat Tuhan Allahku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;KAU pegang aku terus, walau terkadang aku masih suka mengandalkan kedaginganku. Ampuni aku Ya Bapa, atas segala sikap dan perbuatanku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;KAU lindungi aku, kedua putriku, suamiku dan keluargaku, thank you Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Tiada yang mustahil bagi DIA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Percayalah kepada Tuhan dengan segenap hatimu dan janganlah bersandar kepada pengertianmu sendiri. Akuilah DIA dalam segala lakumu, maka Ia akan meluruskan jalanmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/30664263-116417231790599552?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116417231790599552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116417231790599552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116417231790599552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116417231790599552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/11/ams-35-6.html' title='*Ams 3:5-6*'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116355784430222025</id><published>2006-11-15T08:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T09:30:44.386+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bapaku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="MySpace Graphics @ http://www.zobster.us/" href="http://www.zobster.us/userpics/graphics/thumbnail/glitter-graphics/i60331486_68020.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zobster.us/userpics/graphics/thumbnail/glitter-graphics/i60331486_68020.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zobster.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kasih yang sempurna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;telah kutrima darimu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bukan karena kebaikanku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hanya oleh kasih karuniaMU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau pulihkan aku, layakkanku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuk dapat memanggil-MU Bapa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau bri yang ku pinta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saat kumencari kumendapatkan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kuketuk pintuMU dan Kau bukakan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s'bab Kau Bapaku, Bapa yang kekal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;takkan Kau biarkan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aku melangkah hanya sendirian &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau selalu ada bagiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sebab Kau Bapakku, Bapa yang kekal &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thank to GOD, praise Him. Begitu besar kasihNYA dan nyata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;ahref="http: title=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116355784430222025?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116355784430222025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116355784430222025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116355784430222025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116355784430222025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/11/bapaku.html' title='Bapaku'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116305104197830422</id><published>2006-11-09T11:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:44:02.000+07:00</updated><title type='text'>* Aku, Suamiku, putriku dan putriku*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Belakangan ini, aku sering sampai rumah malem terus, kira2 pukul setengah sembilan lah. Padahal jam kantor sampai jam 5 teng. Nande kemana ajah ya? Hiks..pertanyaan putri pertamaku,setiap kali aku pulangnya malem terus. Yah, nande ada kelas mandarin, rapat natal, dan pertemuan gereja yg mana belakangan ini jam tayangnya tinggi berhubung mendekati "x'mas eve". Maapin nande ya kak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ngantuk dan capek, itulah yg kurasakan belakangan ini, tapi aku bahagia sekali, entah kenapa, beda dgn tahun2 sebelumnya. Puji Tuhan, karena selama menjalani segala aktivitas aku tetap diberi kesehatan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bapa, my love-jo, suami tercintah mengerti, dan baik banget, kalo nande telat plg, tetap menjemput didepan perumahan, yg mana jaraknya kerumah kita lumayan jauh kalo ditempuh dgn jln kaki tetapi kalo lagi capek nih, kalo tdk, nande tetap jalan dari depan kompleks perumahan ke rumah. Tq, ya pah yah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Brigitta selalu bernyanyi dan joget2 setiap aku pulang, duh senangnya, capek nande jadi hilang nih. Gimana nggak hilang capeknya , kalo lihat nandenya capek dan letih, atau kelihatan kusut dia nyanyi gini deh :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"aku bahagia, bahagia, karena Tuhan Yesus angkat bebanku. Yesus angkat capek nande dan buang kelaut byur..buang ke laut byur..buang ke laut.."... He3x..kalo udah begini nih, aku sdh males utk mandi dan makan, senanggggggg  rasanya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku dan suami suka nyanyikan lagu tersebut, kalo anak2 lagi cengeng/rewel, sakit, takut dan sedih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My Gabie, pasti lari minta digendong dan dicium dan hasilnya, aku suka tdk mandi kalo sdh ketemu kedua putri2ku yg cantik. Terus deh nyebut.. "nda..nda''...sus..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ya, dia punya lagu favorit "Bunda Pembantu Abadi (read : Bunda Maria)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Langsung deh, aku dan kakak nyanyi :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"o..bunda pembantu..abadi..Engkau pangku anakmu Yesus Kristus putramu....sumber suka dan duka hatimu..hanya engkaulah yg tahu manis dan pahitnya hidupmu.." Kalo sdh dgr lagu itu, si dedek langsung tangannya nunjuk gambar Bunda Maria dan Yesus yg ada didinding rumah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Petikan lagu tersebut adalah lagu utk menina bobokan adek gabie. Dulu kalo si kakak lagunya "ave maria".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabie, suka banget meniru. Apa ajah yg dibuat kakak dia tiru, mulai dari joget, goyang2, bicara,nangis, bahkan kalo kakaknya muntah, dia uek..uek..juga dan suka benaran ikutan muntah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cerita lucu, kemaren sikakak immunisasi bareng adek. Kakak hep-A, adek cacar air dan mmr/campak. Nah, kakak nangis duluan nih, wah..gawat nih..sidedek ikutan,..wa...ruangan bu dokter jadi rame. Terus setelah dibujuk dan si bu dok. kasih boneka, kakak diem, nah giliran dedek yg masih nangis..alamak...terus setelah diem..dibaringkan deh, buat disuntik, paha kiri dan kanan dan terjadilah "koor" yg menggema...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Giliran si kakak, malah anteng dan nyengir doang, tidak keluar tangis sedikit pun, nah loh..nande bingung. Nah ketika acara suntik menyuntik selesai, giliran acara membalikkan boneka nih, si dedek tetap ngotot dan nangis tdk mau ngembalikan boneka bu dok. hiks.. bu. dok. sedih..(tkt tdk kembali tuh boneka), setelah Bapa membujuk, akhirnya lepas deh tuh boneka..hi3x..tq, pah jurusnya ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cerita berlanjut, habis immunisasi sekitar jam 8 malem, kakak merengek minta maen ke Gelael yg ada tempat lompat2nya dan pelosotannya, akhirnya kita kesitu dan maen sampai jam sembilan malam. Kedua putriku tdk mengingat lagi, kalo di paha tuh ada bekas suntik. Apalagi dedek, yg kedua pahanya kena suntik, asyik lompat2 ikutin kakaknya. Begitu kakaknya maen pelosotan, dia ikutan, eh..nande ngacir dunk, menghampiri,..takut adeknya ikutan... Habis dia ikutan manjat dan menaiki tangga empuk tsbt. he3x...Duh..putriku..pulang kerumah, tinggal teler deh..molor...... Lupa akan rasa suntik di paha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Satu hal yg begitu kuingat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Putri pertamaku, begitu diajak bobo, dia langsung buka celana dalamnya, bajunya, dan lari kekamar, ambil baju tidurnya, terus ngajakin kekamar mandi utk sikat gigi..walaupun kedua gigi seri depannya, agak kecoklatan, akibat botol susu.. setelah itu, dia bilang,..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"nde..pah..doa yuk...." (duh..senangnya..putriku ingat nih )..sebelum bobo aku tanya, sapa yg bawa doa? terserah si kakak nunjukin sapa, kadang bapa, kadang nande, kalo dia rajin, dia lgsg pimpin doa. (dia sdh bisa buat tanda salib dgn benar loh..kalo gabie masih salah2..he3x..maklum baru 15 bulan). Kalo kita yg pimpin doa, pasti..ada aja doa dr kakak yg keluar menimpali doa kita, yah dia doakan adeknya, bonekanya,baju kesayangannya, back pack kesayangannya, sampai pernah kita terdiam saking banyaknya yg didoakannya. Kalo doa makan, kita suka sering pimpin, krn kalo dia, suka kelamaan, he3x....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan kalo gereja nih, sikakak selalu pengen cpt ikutan kedepan, sewkt nande dan bapa terima komuni, kan dia belum yah, jadi dia hanya silangkan kedua tangannya didadah dan terima berkat, nah dia tuh suka senyum sepanjang jalan menuju bangku dan ikutan doa juga tuh layaknya org yg telah terima komuni.  Tk's GOD fo my beloved daughters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalo masuk gereja, sikakak sdh bisa ambil air suci sendiri, taruh dikening, kalo adek kita yg buatin, tpi tangannya ikutan buat tanda salib didadahnya..he3x..lutcunya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kedua putriku hobbynya joget,nyanyi dan nari, niru bapanya neh.... Kalo nangis atau rewel ajah..kita alihkan kemusik deh, pasti diam dan joget3x....ha3x.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116305104197830422?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116305104197830422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116305104197830422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116305104197830422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116305104197830422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/11/aku-suamiku-putriku-dan-putriku.html' title='* Aku, Suamiku, putriku dan putriku*'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116286814485737526</id><published>2006-11-07T09:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T09:55:44.876+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Adidas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/My%20Adidas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/My%20Adidas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Minggu kemaren, tepatnya hari Jumat, pulang cepat nih, habis rapat natal daku maen kekantor suami. My Jo ngajakin mampir ke Mega Mall. Thank you buanget ya sayang,...daku dibelikan sepatu. And....tarrrraaaaaaaa...my jo juga, hayoooooooooo..mau ikutan ya pah, mau ikutan nande fitness yah....kekekekekekkkk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116286814485737526?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116286814485737526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116286814485737526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116286814485737526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116286814485737526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-adidas.html' title='My Adidas'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116244619945747150</id><published>2006-11-02T12:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T12:43:19.476+07:00</updated><title type='text'>* Aku makin gendut..hiks...hiks...*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/me%2001.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/400/me%2001.jpg" width="422" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lihat lah, aku semakin gemuk.... grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. My husband bilang...nih..duh nande..lihat tuh badan udah mulai endut....grrr..daku jadi malu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Lemak diperutku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Lemak di lengan tangan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Mataku, yg minusnya nambah terus selindrisnya ikutan naik..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hiks,.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;daku harus turun kan nih, berat badanku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maklumlah sejak aku melahirkan (mulai anak pertama), aku sdh jarang olah raga, khususnya berenang, salah satu hobbyku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dulu, sebelum punya anak , aku punya jadwal tertentu utk olahraga, khususnya renang. Setelah punya anak, jadwal itu sepertinya hilang begitu saja, hiks....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lari pagi pun sesekali, kalo minggu pagi cepat bangunnya..kasihan deh...badanku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daku berjanji dan mau niat mau nurunkan berat badan, khususnya mau kecilkan bagian2 tertentu di badanku yaitu, perut, lengan, paha duh..busyetttttttttt...lemak2 itu begitu buanyak nempel...ih.....serem....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seingatku, sewaktu anak pertama  tidak segemuk ini,..hiks.....sedih.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apalagi my love "Jo" sdh berkomentar dan malu nih.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sehubungan dengan itu, teman sekantor ngajakin fitness. My Hubby mendukung. Entar deh, aku cari jadwal dan hari yg baik, soale, aku lagi semangat mau renang lagi neh, mau hunting, baju renang baru dulu, yg lama sdh kagak muat....alamak.....cucian..deh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116244619945747150?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116244619945747150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116244619945747150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116244619945747150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116244619945747150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/11/aku-makin-genduthikshiks.html' title='* Aku makin gendut..hiks...hiks...*'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116226423017282350</id><published>2006-10-31T09:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T10:28:22.550+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a bone to pick with you - a friend is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a bone to pick with you.It was somewhat of a surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I quote this saying from my heart feeling today, I meant just a few minutes after I read your sms on my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How I can tell you that my heart feeling so and I know, you're not understand even I've explain and talked to you many time. Oh, no. Believe me, I try to explain you next time after everything ok. Why you're not trust me? Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Be patient later on you'll know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand. Why she acts like that? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;On the one hand she helped but on the other hand, she undermined you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What kind of friend do like that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I wrong if I said, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a friend is, someone who supports you all the time, some one to call upon during good and bad times and someone who knows what you are going through at all times?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok, friend just keep this :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the best way to conquer an enemy is with the weapon of love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116226423017282350?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116226423017282350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116226423017282350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116226423017282350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116226423017282350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-bone-to-pick-with-you-friend-is.html' title='I have a bone to pick with you - a friend is'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116226226569397365</id><published>2006-10-31T08:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T09:37:45.720+07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Joy In Heaven - Sukacita Di Surga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents (Luke 15:7) - Today in Daily Bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Demikian juga akan ada sukacita di surga karena satu orang berdosa yang bertobat (Lukas 15:7)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This topic good to share (read : me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sukacita di surga. More Joy in heaven. Wah suatu impian setiap manusia kelak bila kita dipanggil olehNYA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tetapi apakah setiap yg dipanggil olehNYA masuk surga? Suatu pertanyaan yang menarik bukan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jika kita renungkan pertanyaan diatas dan kita lihat sikap dan perbuatan kita serta tingkah laku kita sehari hari apakah sudah mencerminkan ajaranNYA dan kasihNYA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sering kita beranggapan bahwa orang benar lah yg akan masuk surga? Tetapi bila mereka tidak melakukan pertobatan??? Bagaimana dengan satu orang yg berdosa tapi bertobat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All heaven rejoices over one sinner who repents. Seluruh penghuni surga bergembira karena satu orang berdosa yang bertobat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kita hidup didunia ini hanya sebentar bukan? Marilah kita berusaha dan terus berupaya agar segala perbuatan, sikap dan tingkah laku kita mencerminkan kasihNYA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The great GOD who made the heavens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Keeps the stars within their bound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Still rejoices with HIS angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When a poor lost soul is found - Bosch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116226226569397365?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116226226569397365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116226226569397365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116226226569397365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116226226569397365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-joy-in-heaven-sukacita-di-surga.html' title='More Joy In Heaven - Sukacita Di Surga'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116219664873400038</id><published>2006-10-30T14:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T15:24:08.760+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beberapa Hal Yang Dapat Mendorongmu Untuk Tetap Bertahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jika kau merasa lelah dan tak berdaya dari usaha yang sepertinya sia-sia..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhan tahu betapa keras engkau sudah berusaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ketika kau sudah menangis sekian lama dan hatimu masih terasa pedih..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhan sudah menghitung airmatamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jika kau pikir bahwa hidupmu sedang menunggu sesuatu dan waktu serasa berlalu begitu saja..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhan sedang menunggu bersama denganmu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ketika kau merasa sendirian dan teman temanmu terlalu sibuk untuk menelepon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhan selalu berada disampingmu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ketika kau pikir bahwa kau sudah mencoba segalanya dan tidak tahu hendak berbuat apa lagi..Tuhan punya jawabannya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ketika segala sesuatu menjadi tidak masuk akal dan kau merasa tertekan..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhan dapat menenangkanmu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jika tiba-tiba kau dapat melihat jejak-jejak harapan..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhan sedang berbisik kepadamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ketika segala sesuatu berjalan lancar dan kau merasa ingin mengucap syukur..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhan telah memberkatimu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ketika sesuatu yang indah terjadi dan kau dipenuhi ketakjuban..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhan  telah tersenyum padamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ketika kau memiliki tujuan untuk dipenuhi dan mimpi untuk digenapi...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhan sudah membuka matamu dan memanggil dengan namamu..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingat bahwa dimanapun kau atau kemanapun kau menghadap...TUHAN TAHU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116219664873400038?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116219664873400038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116219664873400038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116219664873400038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116219664873400038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/10/beberapa-hal-yang-dapat-mendorongmu.html' title='Beberapa Hal Yang Dapat Mendorongmu Untuk Tetap Bertahan'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116219034139227178</id><published>2006-10-30T13:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:39:01.403+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peyem and Brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/Brownies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/Brownies1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brownies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/Peyem1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/Peyem1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peyem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Look at the picture. It's very delicious. It's one of traditional food from Bandung. One of our inspector just back from Bandung and bring this. Want to taste? Welcome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116219034139227178?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116219034139227178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116219034139227178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116219034139227178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116219034139227178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/10/peyem-and-brownies.html' title='Peyem and Brownies'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116131654292464809</id><published>2006-10-20T10:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T10:56:03.756+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idul Fitri 1427 H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.itypeit.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2766/894uf7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116131654292464809?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116131654292464809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116131654292464809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116131654292464809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116131654292464809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/10/idul-fitri-1427-h.html' title='Idul Fitri 1427 H'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116115897175053214</id><published>2006-10-20T07:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:23:31.766+07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Fabulous Things</title><content type='html'>I got home work from my friend. First got from &lt;a href="http://www.marshaandchristian.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweet couple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the second from &lt;a href="http://www.family-sihotang.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mama jeremy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like same. Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will do it sist'.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm which part we can say to start...how about this one :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 things that scares me :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my kid crying in middle of night (lucky, our kid never do it before, Thank you God) without my husband beside me&lt;br /&gt;2. no money when I need buy some food for my kid&lt;br /&gt;3. alone at home&lt;br /&gt;4. trapped on the lift&lt;br /&gt;5. trapped by flames&lt;br /&gt;6. watch the horror movie ( I never liked this movie)&lt;br /&gt;7. see a dentist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 dreams :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bring our child to Disney Land (read : in Hongkong)&lt;br /&gt;2. study abroad for our child&lt;br /&gt;3. have own business in our home town (read : Medan)&lt;br /&gt;4. good vacation in every year (read : if we've money)&lt;br /&gt;5. bring our family to see Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;6. large farm&lt;br /&gt;7. back to my home town (read : will do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 things about my family :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. service in church&lt;br /&gt;2. Tahu and Tempe our favorite food and special traditional food is "Karo"food&lt;br /&gt;3. love singing and dancing with kid&lt;br /&gt;4. simple life and hate a liar&lt;br /&gt;5. bananas and orange are our favorite fruits&lt;br /&gt;6. love cartoon movie&lt;br /&gt;7. like to learn something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 date to remind :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. our wedding&lt;br /&gt;2. kid brithday&lt;br /&gt;3. my mom and dad birthday&lt;br /&gt;4. my mother and father in law birthday&lt;br /&gt;5. sist' and brother birthday&lt;br /&gt;6. schedule immunization for our kid&lt;br /&gt;7. annual regular medical check up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 random songs at the moment :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hi-5&lt;br /&gt;2. Barney&lt;br /&gt;3. Album from "Hill Song"&lt;br /&gt;4. MLTR&lt;br /&gt;5. Lobo&lt;br /&gt;6. ABBA&lt;br /&gt;7. Radja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 random fact about me :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mom with 2 pretty daughter&lt;br /&gt;2. married with one husband&lt;br /&gt;3. love swimming and reading&lt;br /&gt;4. love cooked and try a new recipe&lt;br /&gt;5. love read a book to my kid&lt;br /&gt;6. love coloring with my kid and never speak loudly to them&lt;br /&gt;7. never miss communication with husband, never argue in front of our kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 things I said the most :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God Bless You&lt;br /&gt;2. nakku..mari min ( read : traditional language, we keep this language in my family)&lt;br /&gt;3. honey.....&lt;br /&gt;4. Brigitta...Gabie.......be a good girl (read : I always said to them every morning before I go to work)&lt;br /&gt;5. come on dancing with nande ( read : speak to my kid)&lt;br /&gt;6. jump..and hop..hop... (read : speak to my Brigitta)&lt;br /&gt;7. that's bapa, this is nande, you're Gabie, that's a cat, that's a dog, that's a bird, that's a car, that's our auntie....etc..(read : teach Gabie)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116115897175053214?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116115897175053214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116115897175053214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116115897175053214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116115897175053214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/10/7-fabulous-things.html' title='7 Fabulous Things'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116055075807473091</id><published>2006-10-11T14:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:12:38.076+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabie (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/me%20and%20my%20gabie.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/me%20and%20my%20gabie.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and nande. I like this moment. When my nande not working I can play with her every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116055075807473091?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116055075807473091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116055075807473091&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116055075807473091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116055075807473091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/10/gabie-2.html' title='Gabie (2)'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116055034002755951</id><published>2006-10-11T13:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:05:40.043+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi...I'm Gabie (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/gabie%20action.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/gabie%20action.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 14 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/My%20Gabriella.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" height="30" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/My%20Gabriella.3.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/My%20Gabriella.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/my%20gabie.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/my%20gabie.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nande, stop..don't follow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/my%20gabie2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/my%20gabie2.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nande.. are you ready..ooopssss....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116055034002755951?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116055034002755951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116055034002755951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116055034002755951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116055034002755951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/10/hiim-gabie-1.html' title='Hi...I&apos;m Gabie (1)'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-116045871857968214</id><published>2006-10-10T12:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T09:05:44.833+07:00</updated><title type='text'>@ I want tell you something @</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of my friends asked me&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : eka, why in your blog typing in English language?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: because I want to improve my English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : which English version are you using ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : pardon ? you meant English-British or English-American ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : I’m using English-British.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She &lt;/span&gt;: why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : because I like to used it. (smile to her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : you know why ? (asked her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : No, can you explain it to me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : because, I wish I could go there (read : England). I wish may be someday me and my family will go there. (it’s my dream, hopes come true sometimes). For me, England is a historical country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : that’s why you always ask your team work about England and talk to them all about England, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : thank you for your consideration of me about this. You know, they (read : most of my team work is England) always teach me and correct my language. When I said something to them - if I made a mistake or I said something silly to them, would you please correct my English and you know? They do it for me. Those guys are very good. Once I find a new word and I don’t know what it means and how to spell it , I ask them and they’re very happy to explain to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : how about your Mandarin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: My mandarin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : mandarin still has a class. I practice it to one of my friend in this project and with my husband sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: how about your English Class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : what do you meant not bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : By the way, where are you yesterday ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : I’m sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : And you? Why you not in the office for 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : I’m sick too. Infection in my throat. I have a sore throat. Very bad. Can not eat and drink as well and I’ve a high fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : So how do you feel today ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: Be better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : how about your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : it’s ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : how about you vacation plan for this year ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : no plan, stay in Batam until Christmas eve may be go to Singapore or K.Lumpur for a couple days bring my kids play in Genting Island or see my auntie in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;And you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : Back to Jakarta. For Hari Lebaran. I’ve pass my request form travel to our secretary for supervisor approval. Last Lebaran I do not back home, this year I will do. I’ve promised to my kids to see my mom and dad in Bogor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : ok, see you later, bye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; : thanks eka, nice talk to you, see you later too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friend (read : my team in project) already fill in they vacation plan in vacation plan form. My family will be staying in Batam no plan for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just start work on 6 Oct, after get MC from my doctor in our clinic. I’ve sore throat. Very Bad.&lt;br /&gt;And last week Batam is always enveloped in fog , exactly smoke. Very bad. Smoke comes from neighboring island is Sumatera island. Forest burned. Why people can do that ?&lt;br /&gt;Approx one week Batam Island enveloped in smoke. It’s no good for health. Bad vision. Based on Batam Pos (read: Batam Newspaper) yesterday the mayor announce to be careful and used masker if do activity in out door. And be aware for kids playing in out door. Please minimize activity in out door if it’s not very important.&lt;br /&gt;Until now smoke still in the sky. But today looks be better than yesterday. I can saw birds flying, wind is blowing and Mr. Sun smiley. Tk’s GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to back home I saw little children sold newspaper and turn back my head the other kids sleeping beauty on the road, oh my GOD. I get chocked up what I saw, I was filling out. I am very sentimental. For me it’s easy and safe to get emotional over fictional characters and events. I also felt the need to weep. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m just a softie when it comes to those things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I just remember about my kids, my beloved. Sleep in good room covering warm blanket. Oh, Thank you GOD for what I’ve being a part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be humble and you will not stumble&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. For me weeping seemed the only appropriate response if I saw a contrast around me. (Read: No women no cry, ha ha... it’s me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love” (Eph. 4:2 NIV) True compassion is love action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Crowder said: As we see condition of the fallen world and the lostness of the people who surround us, let’s ask God to give us a heart that mirrors the heart of Christ- a heart that weeps with Him for a lost world and then reaches out to them in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-116045871857968214?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/116045871857968214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=116045871857968214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116045871857968214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/116045871857968214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-want-tell-you-something.html' title='@ I want tell you something @'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115940403422444986</id><published>2006-09-28T07:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T07:40:34.250+07:00</updated><title type='text'># Today #</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.itypeit.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img82.imageshack.us/img82/9245/981nf7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115940403422444986?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115940403422444986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115940403422444986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115940403422444986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115940403422444986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/09/today.html' title='# Today #'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115931871630025321</id><published>2006-09-27T07:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T08:06:00.093+07:00</updated><title type='text'>For my Love - My Jo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.itypeit.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img99.imageshack.us/img99/1294/829wy8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115931871630025321?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115931871630025321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115931871630025321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115931871630025321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115931871630025321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-my-love-my-jo.html' title='For my Love - My Jo'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115915561711666905</id><published>2006-09-25T09:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T06:55:09.646+07:00</updated><title type='text'># Chance / Opportunity#</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Monday Morning. Batam rain. Rain in the morning. Heavy rain these days. I meant the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;Early morning I got email from my friend ( in bahasa) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa kbr hari ini? Semoga setiap hari didlm hidup kita memberikan harapan baru bagi esok hari karena harapan membrikan kita semua alasan untuk berusaha. Semoga setiap hari yang baru memberikan perasaan girang, sukacita, dan harapan yang luar biasa. Semoga kita menemukan kedamaian di dalam hal2 yang sederhana, karena hal-hal sederhana akan selalu ada disana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span yle="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I join this project since April 22 this year, after one month I got new chance with another dept. I'm sad, Why came too late after I joined this project. Never mind. But 2 weeks after, he asked me again. Oh My GOD. I explained to him about our system and about our procedure here. He understood. Month by month passed, last week on Wednesday, he came to my office. It came as a shock to me. I'm in for a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;XXX &lt;/span&gt;: Eka, could you mind sent to me your CV please for my review?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Oh..o...ok sir, no problem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: If possible tomorrow morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: ok, I can sent it now to you so you can read it thru your blackberry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt; : sorry, eka, my black berry can't receive attachment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : oh,.Sorryy Yes I know .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he went out, I am looking for my CV and sent to him directly twice. Why? Because the first time I type wrong year, I think is ok for him, I knew him, he's a good Boss here.&lt;br /&gt;Two days after I sent email to him, I got email from him. He said thank you and will review it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday I met him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt; : eka , I was read your email ( yes, I knew it sir, you've read it)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Ok, tk's sir for reply my email soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt; : no problem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : but, I've sent to you twice sir. Have minor correction. (my self keep smile to him)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt; : Oh, yes, it's ok no problem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt; : next week I'll on leave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : O, back to your home town or what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt; : Yes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt; : See you later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: Bye, waved my hand to him and his car passed through in front of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my GOD, good chance/ good opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm still waiting. Waiting for some news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has promised good to me,&lt;br /&gt;His word my hope secures;&lt;br /&gt;He will my shield and portion be;&lt;br /&gt;As long as life endures. ( read : based from "Amazing Grace " song).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GOD help me, YOU know what I want for this time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/30664263-115915561711666905?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115915561711666905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115915561711666905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115915561711666905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115915561711666905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/09/chance-opportunity.html' title='# Chance / Opportunity#'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115898358642431182</id><published>2006-09-25T07:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T09:13:33.310+07:00</updated><title type='text'>* Up date *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Upss..I've a couple weeks not up date this blog. Yes. Plenty of story during my absence. Start from 10 Sept, my second daughter (13 months) has stomach ache, but it's ok, I can handle it without doctor, as long as I can control her meal, food, take more liquid, it's ok. ( It take 4 days, but I'm not panic. I know very well about her, even has stomach ache, she/my gabie, no change in her meal /food and activity). I always keep on my mind, stomach ache is proces of our body to release all poison in our stomach. Keep more liquid/juice/milk, healthy food, good rest, that's all my tips I had done to my kids if they have stomach ache. After that my first daughter has fever. A High fever. Gave tempra syrup. More liquid like juice, milk and water. Healthy foods. The day after she's looks ok. The story not the end, after my first daughter has a high fever,  2 days after, my second daughter has a high fever too. It take 2 days. Thank you to GOD for recovery of my kid. (Noted : during that time I didn't go to see doctor. As long as I can handle it by my self . My tips only : keep take healthy food/meal/fruits, more liquid and good rest. That's all).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;14 September - 16 September. Have exam. in my Mandarin class. I get good mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;18 September - 20 September. Site visit. Very tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115898358642431182?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115898358642431182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115898358642431182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115898358642431182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115898358642431182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/09/up-date.html' title='* Up date *'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115768460466562913</id><published>2006-09-08T06:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T10:32:21.583+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My friday breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/this%20my%20breakfast.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/this%20my%20breakfast.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115768460466562913?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115768460466562913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115768460466562913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115768460466562913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115768460466562913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-friday-breakfast.html' title='My friday breakfast'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115767866512621176</id><published>2006-09-08T06:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T10:30:45.906+07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Friday Morning *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/early%20morning.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/early%20morning.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ups....I'm sleepy. Today is Friday start work 6:30 AM. Grrrrrrr. Wake up early 4:30. Left my home sweet home 5:30. Arrived office 6:00AM. Go to pantry make a cup of milo. And one of our planner take my pic. in our pantry. Look my eyes. Sleepiness. How do I get rid of my sleepiness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha...ha....my office mate see this pic. and said "eka not bad". Look eka's eyes still red color. Grrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tk's folks. Appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He likes joking. And always has joking with me and my boss in the morning until I say come on, stop clowning and get to work before our boss says some word to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our pantry is one of our favo. place in this office. Why ? Everybody can see something to eat and to drink in there. And is a good place have a little chit chat before start the work. Sometimes our janitor very hard to stop our habit in the morning in our pantry. Lucky we have a good janitor. She's a good worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/in%20document%20control%20room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/in%20document%20control%20room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6:20 stop over to our doc.control room have a sit and I'm still sleepy. Oh no... I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Come on..please.. . Have a minor conversation with them I felt still sleepy. They take my pic. again and I try give a good smile eventhough my feel still sleepy. I dream my bed, my lovely bed room. Zzzzzzzzz..plakk...not... This is time to work. I just remember where I put my break fast and my drink? Gerrrrrrr. I forgot. Oh no..I missed it. Back to pantry looking around. But I can't find it. Where is it? Turn back to doc.control room, searching my breakfast, it's not there. Where is it. Asked my friend one by one . They answered "don't know". Where are you my breakfast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Walked to my room. Our janitor approached me and said "mba eka, I put your breakfast on your desk. I find it in our pantry and I take it and put on your desk, I thought you forgot to bring it she said to me." thank you mba, I said to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115767866512621176?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115767866512621176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115767866512621176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115767866512621176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115767866512621176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/09/friday-morning.html' title='*Friday Morning *'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115701853305082254</id><published>2006-09-02T07:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T16:15:02.156+07:00</updated><title type='text'># Ring and  Bracelet #</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/ring%20and%20bracelet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/ring%20and%20bracelet.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/ring%20and%20bracelet.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm very happy. Because my lovely-jo-hubby just back from his trip(Beijing). He gave me a good gift. A ring. String with white gold and diamond and green stone in middle of the ring, they called jade(read : giok-in bahasa). And the day after one of our site planner back from Thailand and gave me a bracelet string with silver and green stone too. Ohooo..good bracelet. Looks like one set. I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115701853305082254?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115701853305082254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115701853305082254&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115701853305082254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115701853305082254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/09/ring-and-bracelet.html' title='# Ring and  Bracelet #'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115701839282031921</id><published>2006-08-31T16:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:59:52.836+07:00</updated><title type='text'>*my lovely room*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/in%20my%20room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/in%20my%20room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115701839282031921?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115701839282031921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115701839282031921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115701839282031921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115701839282031921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-lovely-room.html' title='*my lovely room*'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115646843017508752</id><published>2006-08-25T06:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T10:50:22.763+07:00</updated><title type='text'>* typical man *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel (down) in the dumps today. Why? Just argued with one of our inspector. &lt;em&gt;He's a typical man&lt;/em&gt;. He's short tempered with everyone. Everyone had fight with him. As a project secretary I was responsible of secretarial duty or administration matter. We work here under good control, good system and good procedure as a big and a good company in this town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The other inspector came to see me and asked me to provide everything in his container. Usualy for new container we will provide some furniture, office stuff, power cable, net work line, telp. line, pantry and everything. We (me and my boss- fab.yard supv.) already request to project management team to provide that all. All the stuff still in process under procedure and under control by them. The typical man came and interrupt our conversation . You know what's he say? Do not ask them they do not know about it. Errrrrrrrrrrrrr. I turn my head and said to him what????? Gerrrrrr. He words burned me up. Oh GOD. Please help me. It's not the first time. I can't stand his act any longer. I call him when he went out of my room and the other inspector together and gave him hell. &lt;em&gt;I said to him&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;"I've been working here 6 years I know the procedure ". And I said again " remember this is minor project, may be I'll be meet you again at another project but please take note I'm not typical women like you".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my GOD. &lt;em&gt;Eka come on "calm down, take it easy,hold your pants on, settle down "(I said to myself). Eka, pull yourself together ( wish to my self again). Let me settle down long enough to concentrate and back again for my work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115646843017508752?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115646843017508752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115646843017508752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115646843017508752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115646843017508752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/08/typical-man.html' title='* typical man *'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115553666217028331</id><published>2006-08-14T06:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T10:37:11.906+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We've plan go to MM at sunday afternoon. Buy something for my sist and my bro in Jkt and buy some gift for all my family in Jkt too. Tomorrow my hubby will be going to Jkt with the second flight and 18th will flight to Seoul and Beijing. Will missing you my love-Jo. Again. Have a long trip. Sad. That's my hubby job. Go with my older daughter-Brigitte and my hubby left home around 2:00hrs. My daughter said "nande look at abang ojek. He has a strange manner". Amazing this words come from my dauhgter mouth, was almost 3years old . She already knows and can say something strange around her. Tk's GOD. My lovely daughter you already growth now. My hubby smile and explain to her why abang ojek do like that on the road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Batam,crowded. Dark puffing smoke and loud roaring noise comes from every vehicles. Uffff..pollution. Am I wrong if I said Batam will be polluted city. Oh No. Turn back for 8 years ago first time I've step in Batam. Batam very quite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Embarrassing. Batam neighboring with Singapore and Malaysia. Both of the country clean and tidy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Upon we arrival at MM my lovely daughter looks very happy. Met my old friend "B&amp;L" with her kids at "SB" corner. Wonderful she has 2 kids now. Say hello and directly go to "M" shop buy some gift. Goes to ground floor buy some fruits, cookies and house hold, go to "CK" shop buy something for Gabie. And the last shop to visit is "B" shop buy special "slipper"for my love mom. Play in TZ. Rest in A&amp;amp;W corner with rootbeer and buy ice cream for my daughter. My hubby said to Brigitta " kakak, you look very tired, we back home now." My daughter said " no, bapa, no. I want you buy one turtle for me with big eyes,dark color like in that shop. She pointed toward to the shop. O lalala..please. I approached her and my hubby and said "kakak, you have plenty of toys , you have 3 set barney, dora, doraemon, twin dolphin,bingo-doggie, couple set teddy bear,barbies, mickey &amp;amp; minne mouse,pooh, tiger,pigglet,sponge bob,hello kitty and others, please sweet heart this time no turtle." I looked at her she said again " but I didn't have turtle yet in home, please nde, please she said." I turn my face look what my hubby said. My hubby approached her and said " alright sweet heart we buy only one and small size, remember only small size , that's all." Thank you Bapa she said and give her big hug to my hubby with 3 times kiss. He3x.. that's my child type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Arrive at home around 7:00PM. Have dinner first after that change cloths and going to "Pilars home" for sunday evening prayer with my hubby. This time my turn to lead the prayer. 9:30PM back home and until 10:00 PM prepare everything include my love stuff, travel kit, document,put it all in one travel bag. Packing some gift. I'll to finish up that all before go to bed. Ufffppp..I'm very tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115553666217028331?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115553666217028331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115553666217028331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115553666217028331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115553666217028331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-sunday.html' title='My Sunday'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115457595979057530</id><published>2006-08-03T20:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T14:15:34.383+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life is all about choices. " &lt;em&gt;I have two choices. I can choose to be in a good mood or I can choose to be in bad mood".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm quite stubborn mom. Once our second baby born I decide to look after her and take care our child and I want be 100% mom in home. During that time I feel boring and asked my husband and wish to my self If I could and will back again for working . My husband decide to me better look after our child. He's not agree. Saddnes appear in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time is coming, HRD call me and gave me opportunity. I'm very confused that time. I try do the best, explain to my husband,bla...bla.. get permission from him. Tk's GOD. He was agree. I'm very happy. Recently I turn my head look toward to our child playing with her barney suddenly I'm sad. My tears drop. Oh no. Oh ..GOD. I've 10 months with them, playing together, take shower together, playing barney and... no.. I must choose .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have advise from my love-husband and call my mom to look after our child during I'm working for temporary and asked her to looking for a nanny for our child. She agreed. She came with a nanny and right now my mom still with us. she is very love her grand daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Child If mom can choose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll beside you all the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I promised to my self do the best for my child. After working hours spent all my times with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Child If mom can choose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll beside you all the time than&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; go to the mall with friends, met for chit-chat and window shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Child If mom can choose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;I'll beside you all night long, tell you story, sing a song, watch cartoon, play puzzle than&lt;/strong&gt; still in office for meeting .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Child If mom can choose, I'll beside you go for every step we had, for every move we had than&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; travelling with somebody else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Child If mom can choose, I'll beside you for playing ball, barney, dora than&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; playing bowling with my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love you my dear. Brigitte and Gabie. I worked for you. What ever I do it right now it's all of for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115457595979057530?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115457595979057530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115457595979057530&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115457595979057530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115457595979057530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/08/choose.html' title='Choose'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115467512416245633</id><published>2006-08-01T21:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T14:13:08.370+07:00</updated><title type='text'># Tips Bila Anak Sakit Perut #</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila anakku sakit perut alias mencret, aku tdk buru2 membawanya kedsa, selagi beolnya tdk berdarah dan berwarna keputihan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Putri kami yg pertama sering mencret. He3x..beda dgn siadek. Adek lbh kuat..(maklumlah pengaruh ASI nih-ini logikaku yg berkata loh..) Kakak tdk mendapat ASI exklusif, tpi adek dpt dan sampai skrg asi. Maklum dulu itu aku BEGO !!! DAN MENYESAL !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila putri ku mencret, tetap kuberi mkn spt biasa, dan pemberian oralit yg teratur. Pemberian susu tetap spt biasa. Justru kalo anak mencret perlu cairan kan, perlu mkn kan? Bila dia tdk mau mkn, tdk mau minum, cuma mau susu..gimana hayo? tdk apa2x....percayalah. Susu bukan pencetus anak mencret berat. Justru dgn anak mencret, mekanisme tbh bekerja membuang racun dlm tbh lewat mencret. Bila berbau, jangan panik. Bau itu berasal dari pola mkn anak yg dia konsumsi. Buah? Tdk ada pantangan mencret dilarang mkn buah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila anakku mencret, aku suka beri pisang barangan (pisang medan), ini aku sugesti sendiri keanakku, spy mencretnya berhenti, eh,,berhenti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PERLU DIKETAHUI, bila anak beolnya lebih dari 6x sehari, perlu diwaspadai dan dicurigai, apakah diare?mencret? atau muntaber? bila disertai muntah. Bila dibawah 6x, itu biasa. Malah aku punya cerita menarik, putri keduaku, sewakt umur 3 bln, pupnya suka 5 hari sekali dan bahkan sampai seminggu, aku tdk khawatir dan panik. MENGAPA? aku tdk kedsa atau kemana aja, krn logikaku bekerja, dia cuma minum ASI, pertumbuhan normal, motorik kasar dan halusnya normal, yah..ok-lah, tdk perlu khawatir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ada tips bgs dr dok.wati dan bbrp dsa, mmg blm diresepkan kesetiap anak loh dan blm ada literatur yg membenarkannya, cuma ini semua berpulang kepada LOGIKA. Anakku dan anggota keluargaku, bila mencret, aku suka beri pocarisweat..nah..HERAN KAN????KENAPA??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Logika ya, minuman tsbt kandungannya hampir sama dgn oralit walau tdk 100% sama ya? DICATAT. he3x...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Utk anakkku (sewkt umur 14 bln) aku beri perbandingan 1:2. Artinya pocarinya 10cc, air pth 20cc, habis kedua putriku paling susah diberi obat. Tergantung kita ya, percaya dan sugesti serta logika hrs jln bila menghadapi anak sakit. Dan perlu diingat ya, TIAP ANAK BERBEDA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan hingga sekarang bila sikakak mencret dikit, dia sdh buru2 kelemari es, minta pocari. he3x...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nah, bila anak mencret, diare, TIDAK PERLU ANTIBIOTIKA . Penyebabnya virus, bkn bakteri. Bila mencret, beri byk minum, baik itu jus, atau sari buah, spy tdk dehidrasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115467512416245633?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115467512416245633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115467512416245633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115467512416245633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115467512416245633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/08/tips-bila-anak-sakit-perut.html' title='# Tips Bila Anak Sakit Perut #'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115467405182815254</id><published>2006-08-01T20:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T14:10:31.110+07:00</updated><title type='text'># Tips Demam #</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila anakku demam, kmi memberinya obat penurun panas bila diatas 38 atau 38.5 derajat celcius. Obat yg kami berikan cukup obat penurun panas biasa. Kami beri "tempra" atau paracetamol syrup-generik, yg drop utk bayi dan syrup utk sikakak. TIDAK ADA ANTIBIOTIK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Karena demam penyebabnya virus, bukan bakteri tdk perlu AB. Kenapa kami beri obat pada saat suhu 38 atau lebih? karena tubuh kita dilengkapi dengan antibody yg kuat oleh NYA. Jadi bila tubuh kita diserang oleh kuman, mk antibody di dlm tbh kita berperang melawannya kuman tersebut, sehingga kondisi tbh panas. Demam terkadang naik dan turun itu menunjukkan mekanisme tbh kita bekerja melawan kuman penyakit didlm tbh. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PERLU DIINGAT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bila anak demamnya lebih dari 3x 24 jam, segeralah bawa kedokter. Kita perlu waspada dengan DB atau malaria atau yg lainnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tapi &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;bila demamnya cuma 1 atau sampai 2 hari tidak perlu kedsa kan? Bila perlu kunjungan ke dsa/dok./rs/klinik/puskesmas utk berobat dikurangi buat anak kita, kenapa? karena disana penuh dgn kuman, boleh dikatakan sarang kuman. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KALO UTK IMMUNISASI LAIN CERITA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan tandailah gejala demamnya. Cari penyebab dan pencetusnya. Bila anak demam disertai kejang, segeralah konsultasi dan bawa kedsa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anakku kalo demam saya kompres diketiak, dahi dan lipatan paha dengan air &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HANGAT. KENAPA AIR HANGAT??? BUKAN AIR DINGIN???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mari kita gunakan logika kita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila kita mengompres anak dengan air dingin, syaraf atau tbh kita akan menyampaikan sensor keotak anak bahwa suhu diluar tubuh dingin, mk perlu hangat, nah tbh anak tetap hangat. Bila kita kompres dengan air hangat, mk saraf sensor otak anak membaca, bahwa suhu diluar tbh sdh hangat, jadi tdk perlu hangat lagi (ini bila kondisi tbh anak demam/panas).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aku punya pengalaman unik utk demam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Putri kedua kami, pada saat berumur 5 bln, mengalami demam tinggi. Aku temp. melalui digital temp. lewat anus (lebih akurat nih..lewat anus), suhu 39. Dia tidak rewel, cuma mukanya sdh mulai merah dan bila netek (saat itu asi) terasa banget pns tbhnya. Aku beri tempra, walau dia menolak, tpi pelan2 aku beri. Dan turun, aku temp. suhunya sdh 38. Malam hari naik lagi, 39.2, aku tetap kompres dan pemberian obat penurun panas kuberi dgn rentang wkt 6 jam. Aku baluri tbhnya dgn minyak berambang (sdh mjdi kebiasaannku memberi minyak berambang bila anakku demam atau pilek), subuh turun lagi 37.5 dan menjelang pagi (hari kedua) naik lagi dan panasnya naik turun terus sampai hari ketiga (malam hari, tentunya). Sdh mulai muncul rasa khawatirku, bila sampai besok (hari keempat demamnya naik dan turun lagi ) aku mau bw dia kedsa. BUT Tk's GOD, hari keempat , subuh suhu tbh sdh normal, kutunggu sampai sore, masih normal, aku mulai tenang, tetapi muncul bintik merah spt biang keringat diseluruh tbhnya. Aku panik tapi aku cpt berpikir, tdk mgkn DB, ini pasti bkn DB, ini pasti efek dari demam yg kemaren. Utk memastikannya, mlm hri kubawa anakku kedsa dan menjelaskannya semua kedsa, lalu aku minta tes darah, mau lht trombosit anakku, puji Tuhan, ternyata hsl lab. anakku bgs, tdk ada yg ganjil. DSA bilang ini efek dari demam dan kutanya penyebabnya virus. Tidak perlu obat. (DSA anakku cukup familiar dgn sgl argumenku bila aku tanya ttg obat, dan blio mau menerima sgl argumenku ttg pemakaian obat yg tepat, termasuk itu ANTIBIOTIK).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila demam disebabkan immunisasi (biasanya DPT nih..) cukup kompres, toh akhirnya nanti turun juga kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kedua putriku mempunyai perbedaan. Sikakak dulu sewaktu immunisasi DPT, hangat, aku cukup kompres aja. Tidak ada pemberian obat, toh demamnya tdk tinggi2 amat. DPT kedua dan ketiga dia tdk demam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Putri kami yg kedua jauh lebih kuat dr kakaknya, DPT 1,2,3 tdk demam dan dia santai aja setiap diimmunisasi, beda dengan kakaknya lihat dsa aja sdh tereak2 minta pulang..hi3x..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ya, kedua putriku dalam pemberian immunisasi aku suka beri immunisasi simultan/combo, dlm arti, satu suntikan 2 vaksin yg diberi spt DPT. Kedua putriku kuberi Tetra HiB (yi vaksinasi gabungan antara DPT dan HiB). Ini kulakuan utk mengurangi jlh suntikan dianak.(kasihankan kecil2 disuntik terus) dan mengurangi jlh kunjungan kedsa dan hemat wkt. He3x... Vaksinasi pada kedua putriku vaksinasi biasa dlm arti bukan yg "special", aku pki istilah "special" krn dsa pernah menawarkan sewkt DPT, ada yg biasa dan dingin (ktnya sih....yg dingin tdk membuat anak demam), tpi aku tetap mengambil yg biasa. Dan ini berbeda harga, special lbh mahal bo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115467405182815254?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115467405182815254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115467405182815254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115467405182815254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115467405182815254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/08/tips-demam.html' title='# Tips Demam #'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115467186904045065</id><published>2006-08-01T19:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T14:06:56.643+07:00</updated><title type='text'># Tips-Pilek #</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya punya beberapa tips yang pernah saya lakukan kepada anak saya. Jadi memperkecil kunjungan ke dsa dan memperkecil pengeluaran juga kan.. he3x...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila Pilek, anakku saya pijat dengan minyak berambang (minyak mkn dicampur b.merah) dan diubun ubun saya beri juga. Tetap dimandikan, mkn seperti biasa. Bila malam hari, kebetulan di kmr kita pki AC, saya beri penguapan minyak kayu putih (minyak kayu pth satu sendok mkn dicampur dengan air panas kira2 450 cc dan ditaruh disdt kamar, sehingga aroma kamar menjadi sedap, wangi minyak kayu putih). Tips ini menghindari anak pilek dgn kondisi hidung mampet. Juga bs dilakukan bila dikamar pakai kipas angin.Posisikan anak dengan tidur dimana kepala lebih tinggi dari badan, bila mampet hidungnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila masih bayi, jangan terlalu sering disedot hidungnya bila perlu hindari. Utk mengeluarkan ingusnya, taruh kain hangat disekitar lubang hidung, ingusnya pasti keluar dan dielap. Bila ingus keluarnya mkn byk dan kental bukan berarti sianak terkena pilek berat. Pendapat itu salah. Justru dengan keluarnya ingus yg banyak, terkadang kental bahkan berwarna kehijauan, membuktikan mekanisme tubuh membuang semua kotoran/ virus melalui hidung. Jangan pernah memberi anak dgn obat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANTIBIOTIK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ingat tidak ada obat untuk pilek. Dan ANTIBIOTIK bukanlah obat utk membunuh penyakit yg disebabkan oleh virus. ANTIBIOTIK obat yg dipakai utk membunuh penyakit yg disebabkan oleh bakteri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pilek penyebabnya bukan bakteri, tidak perlu AB (antibiotik). Pilek disebabkan oleh virus. Jdi mengapa hrs kedsa? selagi anaknya aktif dan mau mkn no problem. Beri byk minum. Jus atau sari buah. Pilek tidak mempunyai pantangan. Pernah ada yg bilang keaku, kog anaknya pilek dikasi berenang dan malah mkn ice cream lagi? Aku hy tersenyum. Ice cream memang dingin, tapi begitu masuk mulut dan kepencernaan dia tdk dingin lagi. Berenang? kenapa jadi larangan? selagi kondisi anak tidak demam, it's ok. Malah anakku setelah berenang (kami hobby berenang kepantai) pileknya berhenti, he3x..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anak tidak boleh mandi hujan? Nanti pilek ! Sapa bilang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anakku minggu kemaren sekitar jam 2 siang, begitu batam diguyur hujan lebat, kami mandi hujan bareng didepan rumah (bkn anakku yg bayi ya, yg plg besar yg berumur 2 thn 10 bulan) dan ini suka kami lakukan bersama bila hujan lebat. Kami berhujan ria didepan rumah, bareng bapanya, hbs itu mandi biasa dan anakku tidak pilek, tdk juga aku dan suamiku. Anak hrs dibiasakan kebal dengan alam, biar py antibody sendiri. Anak jgn terlalu dimanjakan dan jgn terlalu diprotect dari lingkungan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anak tidak boleh makan yg dingin2 yg dari lemari es, nanti gampang pilek, sapa bilang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anakku sdh saya ajari mkn jus buah dan puding buah dingin dari berumur 1,5 thn. Tidak apa2. Tidak pernah pilek. Toh dingin itu hy rasa dimulut, sampai dipencernaan mana dingin lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115467186904045065?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115467186904045065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115467186904045065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115467186904045065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115467186904045065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/08/tips-pilek.html' title='# Tips-Pilek #'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115405927048198181</id><published>2006-07-27T18:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T11:09:37.560+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meyikapi Anak Yang Malas Makan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Opss. Habis blogwalking nih. Terus singgah di blognya &lt;a href="http://www.family-sihotang.blogspot.com"&gt;jeremy&lt;/a&gt; . Lagi males makan ya nak. Tuh mama kamu binyun sampe mau bawa ke dsa dan kasi vit./multivitamin lagi. Berikut ini ada tips atau masukan dari saya buat mengatasi anak malas makan, kiranya berguna ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry..bila speechless ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anak seusia 6 - 12 bulan atau lebih, cendrung susah makan. Kenapa, karena mereka semenjak diperkenalkan dengan PASI (Makanan pendamping ASI) rasa ingin tahu akan citra makanan telah berkembang dilidah mereka seiring dengan pertumbuhannya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;IDAI menyarankan anak harus diberi ASI Eksklusif sampai 6 bln. It's meant antara umur 0-6 bln jgn diberi makanan tambahan, selain ASI. Hal ini akan berpengaruh kedepannya keproses pencernaan dan buang air. (Daku bisa ngomong begini, karena anakku yg pertama, ASI sampai 4 bln, terus dikasi makanan tambahan dan anakku yg kedua ASi Eksklusif dan sampai sekarang masih ASI).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Berdasarkan pengalaman anakku yg pertama nih, dia susah sekali makannya mulai umur 8 bulan. Terkadang aku sampai mau nangis memberi dia makan. Dan untung sekali kami (aku dan suami) ikut milis &lt;a href="http://www.sehatgroup.web.id"&gt;sehat&lt;/a&gt; dibawah naungan dok.wati. Dan pernah mengadakan Seminar PESAT di batam. (kami termasuk salah satu anggota pesertanya).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jangan pernah memarahi sang anak, membentak bahkan memaksa dia utk mau makan. Kenapa? sianak nantinya akan trauma dan malah makin malas utk mknnya. Coba ganti menu makannya. Variasikan pola masaknya. Biasanya diberi nasi, coba ganti dengan noodles/mie atau sphagetti atau roti. Kita sering salah mempresepsikan pola makan anak dengan tidak mau makan nasi berarti malas makan, salah besar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Misalnya nih, dikutip menu makanan anakku : (dulu -Brigitta- umur 6-9 bln)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pagi (6.30) : bubur tim/bubur kacang ijo/bubur ayam/roti bubur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8:00 : susu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9:30 : juice pisang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10:30 : susu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12:00: biskuit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13:30: susu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;15:00: juice jeruk/alpokat (buah kesukaan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;17:00: biskuit/roti bubur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;18:30: susu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;20:00: susu menjelang tidur (pemberiannya jarang, tergantung permintaan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dan menu diatas sering aku ganti, walau tetap susah makannya, tpi aku terus berusaha utk memberi dia makanan tidak hanya dengan nasi (kuncinya &lt;em&gt;kesabaran&lt;/em&gt;). Pernah juga terlintas benak ku dengan menganti pola makannya sambil bermain atau menganti piring makanannya dengan corak kartun atau boneka kesayangannya atau binatang favoritenya. Alhasil mau. Dan ini harus bervariasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nah, menjelang usia 9-12 bln, si kakak pola makanan ada perubahan, yg mana tadinya pagi saja dpt mknan padat jadi ditambah sorenya juga. Dan setelah 12 bulan keatas, jadi 3 kali sehari makan makanan padat. (aku ikut pola ini dari KMS-kartu immunisasi anak).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Usia 9-12 bln, pagi sore sdh mkn makanan semi padat, artinya buburnya tdk sehalus dulu (sewkt 6-9bln), hal ini kulakukan utk melatih otot rahang dan giginya utk mengunyah. Tapi masih dikategorikan bubur. Usia 12-24 bln, sdh makan 3x sehari. Tetap kami beri buah 2x sehari, baik dalam btk bubur buah ataupun juice.Nah setelah dia berusia 2 thn, nasinya sdh sama spt orang dewasa, lauknya juga tpi pengenalan akan bumbu dan citra rasa masakan utk org dewasa sesekali sdh kami coba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Trik ini sdh aku siasati pada saat lahirnya anak kami yg kedua. &lt;em&gt;But&lt;/em&gt; anak kami yg kedua ini jauh berbeda dgn kk-nya. Sampai saat ini, TK"S GOD, tdk susah makannya. Dan dia mendapatkan asi eksklusif. Setelah kembali bekerja, asi aku peras. Dan Setelah berumur 10 bln dia mulai aku kenalkan dgn susu formula, tapi itu diberi selagi aku kerja karena asi perahanku sdh tidak mencukupi lagi. Dan sepulang kerja kembali keasi, makanya aku sekarang endut..nih..(he3x..).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Buat Mama jeremy, bila jeremynya tdk mau makan, coba cari makanan penganti dan cari trik utk memberi dia makan dan kita hrs sabar mba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila anak susah makan tidak perlu dibawa kedsa atau beri multivitamin. Pemberian buah dlm btk bubur buah ato juice sdh mencukupi kebutuhan vit. anak. Pemberian multivitamin/vitamin, akan memperberat kerja ginjal anak kita, &lt;em&gt;why, coz &lt;/em&gt;vit. prosentasinya dibthkan sangat kecil dlm tubuh bila dibandingkan dengan protein, dan bila tdk dibutuhkan akan terbuang, percuma kan. Dan ini akan memberi pekerjaan tambahan saja kepada ginjal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jangan pernah tergoda dgn iklan yg menyatakan ada obat penambah napsu makan anak atau ada susu utk penambah napsu makan anak. Percayalah. Seiring dgn waktu dan kesabaran kita menyikapinya semua akan teratasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila sampai batas tertentu anak tetap susah diberi makan, sdh dicoba berbagai cara dan beberapa trik, tetap juga tdk berhasil. Maka coba ambil langkah berikut ini :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;perhatikan tumbuh kembang anak. rajin2lah memberi plot di kms anak (jgn lupa jadwal immunisasinya juga ya..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pantau terus motorik kasar dan halusnya, sesuaikan dgn KMS &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(anak yg bagus perkembangan kedua motoriknya adalah anak yg diberi rangsangan semenjak berumur 2 minggu dalam kandungan ibunya hingga dia berusia 5thn, ini adalah top-golden growth utk otak seorang anak).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;perhatikan, apakah berat badan (bb) anak keluar dari grafik pertumbuhan atao tidak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tiap anak berbeda pertumbuhannya (jangan pernah membandingkan anak kita dgn anak yg lainnya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anak gemuk tidak selalu dikategorikan anak sehat dan sebaliknya, anak kurus tidak selalu dikategorikan anak kurang sehat. (dasarnya plot tdi , dari KMS).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bila bb anak diluar jalur, coba tes urin (ISK = infeksi saluran kencing/kemih, maap aku lupa nih..?) hal ini sering terjadi pada anak (syukurnya kedua putri kami tdk mengalaminya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dari ISK minta kultur jaringan dan hasilnya kelihatan anak menderita sesuatu kelainan ato tidak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dan perlu diingat nih, nasi bukanlah satu2nya makanan padat yg harus diberikan kepada anak. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingatlah : Anak adalah Amanah dariNYA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;****Dan saya dengan senang hati akan membantu (semampu saya) bila ada para moms yang lainnya menanyakan ttg dunia anak dan ibu. Atau ada pertanyaan berkisar dgn dunia anak dan ibu***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Mengkutip dari motto milis sehat : Be Smart Parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115405927048198181?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115405927048198181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115405927048198181&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115405927048198181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115405927048198181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/meyikapi-anak-yang-malas-makan.html' title='Meyikapi Anak Yang Malas Makan'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115396530329070647</id><published>2006-07-27T08:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T10:28:22.770+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spa</title><content type='html'>In the morning my boss asked me which one place in Batam have a good spa. He told to me that his wife wants to know spa in &lt;a href="http://www.holidayinn.com"&gt;holidayinn&lt;/a&gt;. I pass to him spa packages in Holiday inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPA PACKAGES : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Island Breeze (180 min)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Price&lt;/em&gt; : SGD 189++ per person or SGD 369++ percouple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Facility :&lt;/em&gt; sea salt body scrub, seaweed body masque, javanese bosy massage, aloe vera deep cleansing facial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Inner Touch (180 min)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Price&lt;/em&gt; : SGD 186 ++ per person or SGD 343++ percouple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facility &lt;/strong&gt;: avacado body scrub, rose milk bath, balinese body massage, essential oil hair and scalp treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batam Remedy ( 150 min)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Price&lt;/em&gt; : SGD 149++ per person or SGD 287 ++ percouple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Facility&lt;/em&gt; : cinnamon body scrub, essential herbal bath, eastern body massage, apricot face massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paradise Momment (150 min)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Price&lt;/em&gt; : SGD 143++ per person or SGD 269++ percouple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Facility&lt;/em&gt; : aloe vera deep cleansing facial, essential oil hair and scalp treatment, spa manicure and pedicure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bali Exotic (150 min)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Price&lt;/em&gt; : SGD 139++ per person or SGD 269++ percouple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Facility&lt;/em&gt; : balinese coffe body scrub, balinese body masque, balinese body massage, acupressure face massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And more like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : Passion Retreat, Spice of Life, Floral Retreat, Soul Mates, Aura Java, Tea Tree Luxury, Tropical Essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Openning Hours 9am - 11pm on weekend, and 9am - 9pm on weekday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;advanced booking is required at +62 778 381333 ext. 622 or email at &lt;a href="mailto:teatreespa@holidayinn-batam.com"&gt;teatreespa@holidayinn-batam.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cancellation fee $ 25 (weekend only)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;prices are subject to change without prior notice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;all price are subject to 21% govt. tax and service charge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;For spa monthly promotion, promotion package that has been created differently in every two months with combination of rejuvenating treatments. (for details call Holiday inn Batam Hotel and Resort).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115396530329070647?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115396530329070647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115396530329070647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115396530329070647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115396530329070647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/spa.html' title='Spa'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115390498018405983</id><published>2006-07-26T15:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T15:32:31.870+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/1600/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/Presentation1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today one of our engineer moved to Australia. Got good new job there. Good bye sist. I never forget for every step we had. Now only 5 persons left in this project. I'm very sad, one by one our engineer moved. &lt;em&gt;Opportunity only knocks once.You had your chance don't blow it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now I missed her. Sist, I already know before your join this team/project you're not longer with us because our project manager need your based in Jakarta office. But we need you. We don't have good structural engineer like you in site office. Take care my sist, don't forget our team keep in touch. Hope you see soon in Melbourne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115390498018405983?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115390498018405983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115390498018405983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115390498018405983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115390498018405983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115345175264781801</id><published>2006-07-21T08:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T10:15:52.776+07:00</updated><title type='text'>" Me and My Boss "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nyampe kantor jam 6:10, terus hidupkan komputer, baca email.&lt;br /&gt;Nah tepat jam 7:10 my boss coming. Entah kenapa, sudah kebiasaanku kalo pagi itu dikantor, suasana masih sepi, aku suka nyanyi sambil bekerja. Berawal dari rumah dimana putri sulungku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brigitta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yg hobbi nonton&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;barney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dan suka nyanyi juga&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;London bridge is falling down..falling down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dan tiba tiba, bossku datang dan menghampiriku dan bersenandung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;juga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;build it up with iron bars..iron bars..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;alamak..nande jadi malu. Terus dia balek keruangannya dan kembali kemejaku sambil membawa "vaio" dan memperlihatkan &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;london&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kepadaku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Glek...aku jadi malu..mulai dah dia bercerita tentang &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;london&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; dan dia punya home town (sebelumnya kita juga suka cerita bareng dipagi hari-&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;beliau england&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; dan mengerti banget bahasa indonesia)&lt;br /&gt;Terus aku tanya tentang, Oxford St. (blio blg spt Orchad Rd-nya singapore, pusat belanja), terus cerita tentang Zoo yg dibawah tanah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nande bilang kalo nande suka film &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"nothing hill" &lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dan blio juga. Ternyata itu film cukup famous. (pemerannya julia robert dan aktor inggris).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nothing Hill adalah sebuah tempat di west england yang begitu bagus dan cantik   (blio cerita).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Akhirnya dia banyak cerita tentang London dan tempat wisata disana. Weh..jadi pengen deh kesana, slrrrrpppp..kapan ya..?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115345175264781801?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115345175264781801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115345175264781801&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115345175264781801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115345175264781801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/me-and-my-boss.html' title='&quot; Me and My Boss &quot;'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115338295758510281</id><published>2006-07-20T15:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:58:38.570+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adek - Gabriella Salsalina Ginting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Gabriella" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n239/ekabernadetta/DSC_8802.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115338295758510281?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115338295758510281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115338295758510281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115338295758510281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115338295758510281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/adek-gabriella-salsalina-ginting.html' title='Adek - Gabriella Salsalina Ginting'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115338254257200758</id><published>2006-07-20T14:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:57:23.063+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kakak-Brigitta Emtimanta Ginting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Brigitta" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n239/ekabernadetta/DSC_8792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115338254257200758?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115338254257200758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115338254257200758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115338254257200758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115338254257200758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/kakak-brigitta-emtimanta-ginting.html' title='Kakak-Brigitta Emtimanta Ginting'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115336187170446158</id><published>2006-07-19T21:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T09:17:51.813+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandarin Course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ini, hari pertama nande kursus bahasa Mandarin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lao Shi/guru bernama Anita. Seorang gadis cantik, tinggi semampai ,Chinese, ramah dan menyenangkan. Nande tersenyum karena teman sekelas nande sepertinya cuma nande yang sudah ibu ibu. He3x...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lao Shi mengajarkan hanyu pinyin fonemis dan fonetis bhs cina. Lidah ini yang belum terbiasa dgn logat cina sungguh susah sekali..tapi nande tetap semangat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;b = pe,  p=phe,  m=me, f=fe, d=te, t=the....dstt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bibir nande hampir keselip nih..he3x.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lao Shi&lt;/span&gt; : ch = syu/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nande&lt;/span&gt; : tsu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lao Shi&lt;/span&gt; : syu/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nande&lt;/span&gt; : syu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lao Shi&lt;/span&gt; : j = tji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nande&lt;/span&gt; : ji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lao Shi&lt;/span&gt; : tji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nande&lt;/span&gt; : tji...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;he3x...rame dah...tapi asyik loh...I love my class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Belon apa2 kita sdh dikasih pe-er ama Lao Shi..glek...alamak...mati aku..hi3x...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lao Shi&lt;/span&gt; : ibu dan mba sekalian..lusa harus bisa hapal 37 konsonan ya, tanpa buka buku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;murid/nande&lt;/span&gt; : ya lao shi.. (nande dengan mulut yang masih mencong sana-mencong sini hapal konsonan).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sepanjang jalan nande hapal, karena kalo sdh dirumah susah belajar, waktu banyak tersita untuk kedua putri tercinta dan my love-jo, kekekkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;pe, phe, me, fe, te, the ,ne, le, ke, khe, he, tci, ci, si, chu,s'he,re, tje, se', ei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,...... plrrrrrrtttttttttt...bibir nande keselip dah.....blrrrtttt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115336187170446158?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115336187170446158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115336187170446158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115336187170446158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115336187170446158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/mandarin-course.html' title='Mandarin Course'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115295141514537815</id><published>2006-07-15T14:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T15:16:56.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passport</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mau share nih tentang pembuatan paspor. Ku jadi teringat karena ada teman sekantor yang mau urus paspor. Ini terjadi di kantor imigrasi batam, tidak tahu gimana situasi di kota kota lainnya. Mohon maaf bagi teman2 yg dalam pengurusan passportnya melalui "jalur khusus".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku mengurus paspor buat anak anakku, ibu dan bapaku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fuih..membosankan dan terkesan mereka mau minta duit. Tapi aku tidak mau. Kujalani prosedur yang ada. Kebayangkan, calo menawarkan paspor utk bayi, 1.2 juta, utk anak 750 ribu, utk org dewas 650 ribu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ternyata, aku cuma mengeluarkan duit 230 ribu per passport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan satu hal yang tidak akan terlupakan olehku, petugas2 imigrasi yang terkesan sekali memaksa dan mempersulit berkas berkas yang kami sodorkan. Dan aku hapal betul dengan petugasnya dan mengingat nama2 mereka. (kesel banget sih lihat tingkah mereka)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maklum saat pengurusan itu aku memboyong seluruh keluarga dalam pengurusan passport. Blio kira aku umpan yg empuk. Ternyata dia salah duga. Puihhhhh..menyebalkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan mereka semakin mempersulit, karena mereka mengenal suamiku-my jo' dan diriku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suamiku seorang tour guide yg bernaung dibawah payung hpi-batam. Suamiku sudah sering berhadapan dgn org2 imigrasi dan suamiku type orang yg benci 'uang pelicin'. Dan aku pernah berurusan dgn org2 imigrasi bagian "kitas-merp" utk expat dikantor. Klop sudah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi bukan eka dan my jo' namanya. Kami tidak bergeming sedikitpun ketika berkas kami dipersulit dan ditanyain macem macem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Berikut ini daftar "hal2 yg dipersulit mereka" :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pada saat pengurusan, karena pasporku sdh expire, jdi utk pembuatan paspor anak bisa diganti dgn melampirkan paspor bapaknya. Nah, mereka minta keterangan diatas materai 6ribu utk tiap anak, menyatakan kalo anak2ku (brigitt-gabie) adalah anak kandung kami. (glek..busyet deh, padahal buah hatiku, sudah mempunyai akte lahir dan akte nikah ibu-bapanya ada, lengkap).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;diatas materai 6ribu juga utk pemenggalan nama diatas paspor. (setelah passpor selesai ternyata tidak ada satupun nama kami yg dipenggal, semuanya lengkap. dasar..kurang kerjaan tuh..kelihatan banget mau "minta")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nama ibu-bapaku, diminta materai 6 ribu utk menyeragamkan nama sesuai dgn ijasah terakhir yg mereka miliki. (dipasspor ternyata sesuai ktp-busyettttttttttt).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pengambilan nomer antri berkesan "tertib", pfuih..ternyata bohong. Yg jaga nomer antri adalah seorang janitor alias cleaning servicenya mereka.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;giliran mau foto, ambil nomer antri lagi, dan yg calo2 didahulukan...gilaaaaaaaaa..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;giliran mau wawancara juga begitu.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, Indonesiaku... samapai kapan bisa terlepas dari pungli dan calo????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kusempat memperhatikan beberapa warga keturunan yg pakai calo dan org2 berduit. Mereka hanya datang, foto dan tinggal wawancara saja..busyet...dah..Kalo begini caranya Indonesia susah tertibnya. Masyarakat kita aja masih byk yg mau pakai calo utk beberapa urusan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115295141514537815?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115295141514537815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115295141514537815&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115295141514537815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115295141514537815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/passport.html' title='Passport'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115292729040538608</id><published>2006-07-15T08:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:15:29.646+07:00</updated><title type='text'>^ taksi ^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pulang kantor biasanya saya naik taksi langganan. Karena kerjaan hari ini buanyak banget,aku tidak ikut. Minta dianterin sama driver kantor sampai depan Panbil Mall dan nyambung taksi untuk pulang. Sebuah taksi berhenti tepat didepanku, dan setelah menanyakan arah ya kutuju, aku menaiki taksi tersebut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Awalnya aku tdk curiga sama supir dan penumpang disebelahnya. Satu persatu penumpang turun dan tinggallah aku. Kuperhatikan gerak gerik penumpang disamping supir yang rada rada aneh menurutku dan ada sesuatu yang janggal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Olala...ternyata oh ternyata, mereka itu dari gol. kaum homo, astaga...&lt;em&gt;glek&lt;/em&gt;..aku kaget banget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pantesan gerak geriknya rada rada aneh gitu. Oh My God. Baru kali ini aku melihat ternyata ada kaum homo yang narik taksi..he3x....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115292729040538608?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115292729040538608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115292729040538608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115292729040538608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115292729040538608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/taksi.html' title='^ taksi ^'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115284069232489061</id><published>2006-07-14T07:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T08:31:32.340+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I pray for a man, that will be a part of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that really loves YOU more than everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that will take me in the second place of his heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that lives not for himself but for YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Face and psychical attraction isn't important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The most important is I want a heart that really loves and thirsty of YOU and have a desire to be like YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And he must know for whom and for what he lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So his life isn't useless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Someone that have a wise heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not only a smart brain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that not only loves me but also respect me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that not only can adore me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But can warning me when I'm wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that loves me not from my beauty but from my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that can be my best friend in every time and situation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that make me feel like a woman when I beside him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not ask a perfect man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But I ask for imperfect man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I can make him perfect in YOUR eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that need my support for his strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that need my prayer for his life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that need my smile to cover his sadness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that need my love so he could feel beloved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man that need me to make his life perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I also ask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Make me to be a woman that can made him proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Give me a heart that really love YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I could love him with YOUR love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not love him with my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Give me YOUR gentle spirit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So my beauty not come from my outside but come from YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Give me YOUR hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That I always able to pray for him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Give YOUR eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I could see many good things in him and not the bad one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Give YOUR mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That fulfill with YOUR words of wisdom and encourange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I could support him every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Give me YOUR lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I will smile at him every morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I want that when finally we meet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Both of us can say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How great Thou Art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;that YOU give me someone that can make my life perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know that YOU want we meet at the right time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And YOU will make everything beautiful in YOUR time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115284069232489061?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115284069232489061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115284069232489061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115284069232489061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115284069232489061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/women-prayer.html' title='Women Prayer'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115269561185999611</id><published>2006-07-12T15:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T16:13:31.870+07:00</updated><title type='text'># cerita hari ini#</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kepingan bertemu temannya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tegur sapa dan warna warni cerita mengisi obrolan mereka. Teman bertanya kabar kepingan yang sekarang sudah jauh berbeda dari dulunya. Kepingan hanya tersenyum penuh sejuta makna. Teman bertanya lagi, kepingan hanya tersenyum. Teman penasaran akhirnya bercerita ttg dirinya yg msh spt dulu. Kepingan &lt;em&gt;just listen and smile&lt;/em&gt;. Teman bercerita dan akhirnya..dia menangis..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan mendekapnya penuh kasih. Menangislah teman, bila itu membuat lapang didadamu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan mengayunkan tubuhnya bergulir dan mengandeng temannya, bergulir bersama menuju alur yang ia jalani. Teman berteriak kepada kepingan kalo dia tidak kuat dan tidak sanggup mengikuti alur yang kepingan jalani selama ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan berbisik, sabarlah dan bertahanlah. Teman berteriak, minta berhenti. Kepingan tetap mendekap dan memberi kekuatan dan pengharapan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alur demi alur, ruang demi ruang, waktu demi waktu mereka jalani berdua, hingga akhirnya teman tersenyum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Teman berkata, terima kasih kepingan. Kini aku sudah kuat dan tidak takut lagi untuk bergulir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Psssss..rrrrrtttt.....tiba tiba teman kepingan terpeleset, dia menangis lagi. Kepingan menghampirinya dan berkata untuk berhati hati karena ruang dan waktu sangat kejam bila kita tidak pandai mengatur diri untuk bergulir lebih hati hati lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kepingan berkata kepada temannya,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teman, dunia ini sangat luas, dihuni oleh berbagai karakter, jadi berhati hatilah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teman, jangan hiraukan suara suara sumbang yang bisa membuat guliranmu macet dan tidak bergulir lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teman, jangan mau diperbudak waktu dan ruang, kendalikanlah mereka dan bijaksanalah menghadapinya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teman, berhati hatilah terhadap teman lainnya karena kita tidak bisa mempercayai segala omongan dan tindakan mereka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teman, ingatlah, teman yang dianggap benar benar teman atao layaknya lainnya bilang sahabat adalah teman/sahabat yang mau menerima dan mau mendengarkan segala keluh kesah kita, teman yang bisa diajak dalam guliran kesenangan dan guliran kesusahan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teman, disatu ruang disisi kehidupan, selalu saja ada yang senang dan benci akan kita, bijaksanalah, jangan mudah terpancing amarah, karena hanya orang orang bodohlah yang mau memaki dan mengeluarakan amarahnya terhadap sesuatu yang tidak masuk akal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teman, kenakanlah kasih sebagai senjata dan pertahanan, karena dengan kasih kita bisa menebar sejuta cinta dan asa kepada siapa saja, baik kawan maupun lawan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baiklah teman, akhir dari ucapan kepingan kepada temannya, masa depan ada ditanganmu, bukan ditangan siapa siapa, bergulirlah teman, minta kepada NYA supaya kamu diberi kekuatan untuk bergulir dijalan yang bergelombang dan tidak rata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bergulirlah teman, minta kepadaNYA supaya tubuhmu diberi perlengkapan, senjata kasih dan kesabaran dalam guliran ruang dan waktu yang akan kamu tempuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bergulirlah teman, jangan pernah menyerah untuk berhenti bila ada yang mencekalmu, menghadangmu bahkan menendangmu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Percayalah teman, makian, tendangan,siksaan dan kesakitan yang kamu rasakan dalam bergulir akan membuat kamu kuat dan guliran mu semakin baik dan indah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Percayalah teman, untuk menciptakan guliran yang indah, butuh proses dan waktu, biarlah waktu dan kenyataan yang berbicara padamu bahwa suatu saat nanti kamu pasti menjadi kepingan yang terindah yang pernah ada di muka bumi ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115269561185999611?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115269561185999611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115269561185999611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115269561185999611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115269561185999611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/cerita-hari-ini.html' title='# cerita hari ini#'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115268379516211962</id><published>2006-07-12T12:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:39:30.433+07:00</updated><title type='text'>@...@</title><content type='html'>mm,...&lt;br /&gt;seuntai kata akan terucap buat mu atas sikapmu.&lt;br /&gt;mm,..&lt;br /&gt;coba bertahan dan memahami mu tapi..&lt;br /&gt;mm,..&lt;br /&gt;kutahu kamu "lebih "dari ku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're not too smart for me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, a name I call my self not you..&lt;br /&gt;I have no hard feeling after what happened&lt;br /&gt;remember..&lt;br /&gt;we may cross paths sometime to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times, I 've had enough..but you always make trouble..hold your horses..be cool..&lt;br /&gt;don't lose your head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115268379516211962?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115268379516211962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115268379516211962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115268379516211962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115268379516211962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='@...@'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115268164482013486</id><published>2006-07-12T11:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T08:13:56.030+07:00</updated><title type='text'>@kepingan-senyum@</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bila, hatimu merasa sedih..hadapilah dengan senyum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bila, bebanmu terasa berat..hadapilah dengan senyum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuhanlah penolongku..Tuhanlah perisaiku..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bila, sesamamu tiada membantu..hadapilah dengan senyum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bila, sesamu meninggalkan mu, hadapilah dengan senyum..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan kini tersenyum sambil menyanyikan syair tersebut. Harus bagaimana lagi, kepingan terlalu sering disakiti. Tapi dia sekarang sudah mulai belajar untuk tersenyum dan tidak untuk mengeluh lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan kini telah berdandankan kesabaran dan tetap tersenyum walau sekitarnya mengucilkannya bahkan sesekali menendangnya, tapi dia tidak perduli dan tetap bergulir dan terus bergulir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suatu hari kepingan diambil seseorang yang membencinya, mencampakkannya kelantaii..&lt;em&gt;bammmm&lt;/em&gt;, dibanting dengan keras..sangat keras..dan terjatuh..&lt;em&gt;srrrrrttttttttttt &lt;/em&gt;Kepingan mencoba berdiri dengan sekuat tenaga,sambil menahan sakit. Kepingan terluka, beberapa sisi tubuhnya tergores dan perih sekali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan tidak menangis, dia bangkit dan tersenyum sambil menahan sakit. Kepingan bergulir kesuatu ruang, menyapu pinggiran tubuhnya dengan kesabaran dan kerendahan hati, sehingga luka itu tertutupi walau sakit sekali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan kini bergulir lagi, dia tidak pernah berlari dari jalurnya , jalur dimana dia sering disiksa, disakiti dan dihina. Perlahan kepingan bergulir dengan senyum menghiasi tubuhnya. Sekitarnya heran dan bertanya kenapa dia tidak pernah berhenti dan berlari saja dari jalur itu dan berdiam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan ingin maju, kepingan tidak akan pernah berhenti, menggapai cita citanya. Kepingan tidak menghiraukan sekitarnya yang memintanya untuk berhenti. Dengan penuh sukacita kepingan tetap bertahan. Lama kelamaan luka itu semakin membaik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan bergulir kesuatu ruang, ruang yang sangat besar sekali. Sekitarnya menoleh dan mencibirnya, tapi kepingan tetap memasuki ruang tersebut, dengan guliran yang masih terasa sakit dan perih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seseorang menyapanya dan mengajaknya maju kedepan. Awalnya kepingan malu dan ragu akan keberadaannya. Tapi sipenyapa mengajaknya sambil membawanya dengan penuh bahagia. Kepingan menunjukkan kemampuannya, tepuk tangan dan pujian dia terima. Dengan gembira kepingan mengucapkan terima kasih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kepingan bergulir lagi, membelok kesuatu ruangan gelap..gelap sekali. Ada yang menyapa dan mencoba menahan kepingan untuk tidak masuk keruangan itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115268164482013486?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115268164482013486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115268164482013486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115268164482013486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115268164482013486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/kepingan-senyum.html' title='@kepingan-senyum@'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115260978230053915</id><published>2006-07-08T16:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:38:44.036+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ada yang tanya ke aku mengenai breast feeding dan proses persalinan normal atau sectio.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, aku suka sekali moms bertanya padaku. Well, I open again my mind about it. Teringat akan buah hatiku yang pertama yang tidak asi eksklusif hanya 4 bulan terus disapih, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;deg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..sedih banget..maafin nande &lt;a href="http://www.blognya-brigitta.blogspot.com"&gt;ya kak..&lt;/a&gt; karena nande ragu sehingga nande kasi tambahan susu formula. Dan nande sudah janji begitu &lt;a href="http://www.gabriella-gabriella.blogspot.com"&gt;dek gabie&lt;/a&gt; lahir dia mendapatkan asi eksklusif dan masih asi sampai saat ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beda banget............anak yg dapet asi eksklusif dan diberi asi dengan susu formula. Dari segi ketahanan tubuh, fungsi motorik kasar dan motorik halus wah..anak yg diberi asi jauh lebih pintar dan lebih kuat daya tahan tubuhnya.&lt;br /&gt;Ku sapa moms tersebut dan kuajak browsing disalah satu website favo-ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sehatgroup.web.id"&gt;bilik kesehatan&lt;/a&gt; finally dia bilang,..thanks a lot for you nande. Aku tersenyum dan bilang ke dia, motto ku sebagai Moms dari Brigitta dan Gabriella : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be Smart Parent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115260978230053915?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115260978230053915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115260978230053915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115260978230053915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115260978230053915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/moms.html' title='Moms'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115232406722183542</id><published>2006-07-08T08:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:37:46.776+07:00</updated><title type='text'>buka sajalah topengmu</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Buka saja topengmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; karena kamu tidak pantas mengenakannya. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maaf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, bila itu membuatmu tersinggung, tapi kamu tidak pantas untuk mengenakannya, bukalah saja topengmu..&lt;br /&gt;Tidak tahu apa maksudnya kamu mengenakannya jika tidak pantas..kesannya terlalu dipaksa..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;buka saja topengmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Tidak ada pesta, tidak ada perayaan tidak ada keramaian &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;buka saja topengmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115232406722183542?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115232406722183542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115232406722183542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115232406722183542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115232406722183542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/buka-sajalah-topengmu.html' title='buka sajalah topengmu'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115232565087122690</id><published>2006-07-08T07:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:36:44.433+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kakak</title><content type='html'>Pulang kerja nande ngobrol sama kakak diteras rumah..&lt;br /&gt;Bapa masih di Johor, baru pulang malam nanti last ferry. Kutatap putri sulungku ini, dia sekarang sudah besar, sudah banyak tahunya dan banyak maunya. Dengan rambut kuncir duanya, dia bermain dengan boneka kesayangannya &lt;em&gt;barney , dora dan doraemon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sambil mengendong barney dan menina bobo'kannya ku dengar senandung dari putriku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;barney bobo ya..ecok maen ama kakak brigitt lagi ya..bobo barney..bobo barney..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blognya-brigitta.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lanjutannya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115232565087122690?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115232565087122690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'># tidak bertanggung jawab #</title><content type='html'>Siapa pun kamu, dimana pun kamu aku tidak akan takut..&lt;br /&gt;jangan bersembunyi &lt;em&gt;bertanggung jawablah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa pun kamu, dimana pun kamu aku tidak akan marah..&lt;br /&gt;jangan berpaling &lt;em&gt;bertanggung jawablah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa pun kamu, dimana pun kamu aku tidak akan sedih lagi..&lt;br /&gt;jangan berlari dariku &lt;em&gt;bertanggung jawablah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa pun kamu, dimana pun kamu aku tidak akan memaki mu..&lt;br /&gt;janganlah kamu takut &lt;em&gt;bertanggung jawablah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa pun kamu, dimana pun kamu aku tidak akan memusuhimu..&lt;br /&gt;datanglah aku akan memberikan maaf bagimu atas perbuatanmu yang tidak &lt;em&gt;bertanggung jawab&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115224206328769474?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115224206328769474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115224206328769474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115224206328769474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115224206328769474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/tidak-bertanggung-jawab.html' title='# tidak bertanggung jawab #'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115224044532282291</id><published>2006-07-07T11:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:35:13.083+07:00</updated><title type='text'>#Second Lesson#</title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;hari ini aku disakiti, tapi kucoba utk tetap tersenyum&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;hari ini aku dicemohkan kucoba utk menutup telinga ini&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;hari ini aku dibohongin kucoba utk menerimanya&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;hari ini aku diadu domba sama yang lainnya kucoba utk tetap diam tanpa melawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tetapi,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ampuni aku ya Tuhan, aku tidak kuasa membendung tetesan air mata yang Kau ciptakan buatku,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maafkan aku ya Tuhan, aku tidak kuat lagi akhirnya aku menangis dan coba menghentikannya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih Tuhan,&lt;br /&gt;tetesan itu telah berhenti, dia mengalir hanya seketika sesaat saja,&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih Tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhanku,&lt;br /&gt;hanya kepadaMUlah aku berseru, memohon pertolongan MU&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah Tuhan Allahku, bentengku&lt;br /&gt;KepadaMu aku berserah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115224044532282291?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115224044532282291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115224044532282291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115224044532282291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115224044532282291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/second-lesson.html' title='#Second Lesson#'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115223983352109783</id><published>2006-07-07T08:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:34:17.716+07:00</updated><title type='text'>#First Lesson#</title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;berikanlah aku kesabaran disaat aku dikucilkan, diolok dan diremehkan.&lt;br /&gt;berilah aku kemampuan untuk tetap tersenyum disaat aku dihina dan dipermalukan.&lt;br /&gt;butakan mataku untuk hal hal yang tidak berkenaan bagiMU.&lt;br /&gt;tutup telingaku untuk tidak mendengar hal hal yang tidak berkenaan bagiMU.&lt;br /&gt;kunci mulutku untuk tidak mengeluarkan kata kata dan ucapan yang tidak berkenaan bagiMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;kuatkan kakiku dan lututku untuk tetap berjalan di dunia ini yang penuh tanjakan dan rintangan&lt;br /&gt;kuatkan tubuh dan badanku ini untuk tetap kuat dan mampu bertahan dalam berbagai situasi&lt;br /&gt;berikan aku tangan yang mampu dan selalu siap sedia menolong sesamaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;berkatilah aku dengan segala kekurangan dan kelemahanku untuk tetap dapat memberi daripada menerima&lt;br /&gt;untuk dapat mencintai dari pada dicintai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115223983352109783?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115223983352109783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115223983352109783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115223983352109783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115223983352109783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-lesson.html' title='#First Lesson#'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115216484622873573</id><published>2006-07-06T12:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:33:31.386+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buat Brigitta - Gabriella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blognya-brigitta.blogspot.com/"&gt;anak&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.gabriella-gabriella.blogspot.com/"&gt;anakku&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kelak kamu besar nanti jadilah wanita yang arif dan bijaksana..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;gapailah impian kamu nak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;janganlah kamu menjadi manusia bodoh yang menghalalkan segala cara di muka bumi ini &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;isilah hari hari kamu dengan kebaikan dan cinta kasih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;janganlah lepas atribute kamu nak, yg telah terpatri sejak kamu dalam kandungan nande ...demi semata kebahagian duniawi yang fana ini..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tolonglah sesamamu nak, semampu kamu..sebisa kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pandai pandai lah bergaul nak...dunia diluar sana kejam, tidak seindah yang kamu pikirkan nak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;janganlah lepas atribute kamu nak, yang bapa dan nande kenakan kepada kamu nak, setiap saat, setiap hari dan setiap masa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;janganlah lepas atribute kamu nak, yang bapa dan nande tanamkan sejak kamu masih dikandungan,..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;berbagilah nak, janganlah kamu menahan yang ada padamu bila sesamamu membutuhkannya, karena kita hidup di dunia ini hanya sementara..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ikat dan kalungkanlah kasih sebagai perhiasan di tubuh mu nak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ingatlah nak..aturan sederhana tentang kebahagian :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bebaskanlah dirimu dari kebencian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bebaskanlah pikiranmu dari kecemasan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hiduplah sederhana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;berilah lebih banyak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;berharaplah lebih sedikit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tersenyumlah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115216484622873573?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115216484622873573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115216484622873573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115216484622873573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115216484622873573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/buat-brigitta-gabriella.html' title='Buat Brigitta - Gabriella'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115216245716098658</id><published>2006-07-05T11:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:32:51.863+07:00</updated><title type='text'>*my love*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Belakangan ini Bapa sibuk banget &lt;em&gt;peak season&lt;/em&gt; begini jarang dibatam. Kangen nih..tapi karena tugas dan pekerjaan.&lt;br /&gt;Membaca &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/"&gt;rh&lt;/a&gt; hari ini membuatku jadi teringat bapa. Dia selalu menyempatkan kewajibannya disela sela kesibukkannya, dia tidak pernah lupa akan pelayanan gereja.&lt;br /&gt;Tk's GOD, aku memiliki suami yang begitu baik dan taat akan ajaranNYA. Waktu sering membuat kami jarang bertemu tapi cinta itu tetap mekar dan mewangi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuteringat "muder teresa" beliau banyak menyebarkan ajaran cinta kasih. Ajaran &lt;a href="http://pondokrenungan.com/"&gt;muder teresa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begitu baik dan bagus ,salah satunya mengenai : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kerendahan Hati"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;berbicara sesedikit mungkin ttg diri sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uruslah sendiri persoalan2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hindarilah rasa ingin tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jgnlah mencampuri urusan orang lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;terimalah pertentangan dgn kegembiraaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jgn memusatkan perhatian kpd kesalahan org lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;terimalah hinaan dan caci maki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;terimalah perasaan tak diperhatikan, dilupakan, daa dipandang rendah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mengalah terhadap kehendak org lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;terimalah celaan walaupun anda tdk layak menerimanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bersikap sopan dan peka,sekalipun seseorang memancing amarah anda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;janganlah mencoba agar dikagumi dan dicintai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bersikap mengalah dalam perbedaan pendapat, walaupun anda benar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pilihlah selalu yang tersulit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Duh, ibu..ajaran mu sungguh mulia..tpi begitu sulit utk kujalankan ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115216245716098658?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115216245716098658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115216245716098658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115216245716098658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115216245716098658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-love.html' title='*my love*'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115215471447407731</id><published>2006-07-05T09:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:32:00.810+07:00</updated><title type='text'>.: kepingan -2 :.</title><content type='html'>Kepingan kali ini semakin cantik....&lt;br /&gt;tapi..beberapa saat kepingan mengeluarkan air..air apakah itu..keringat atau?&lt;br /&gt;ternyata..kepingan itu menangis...berucap pada dirinya..dan bertahan lagi utk tidak membiarkan tetesan itu keluar...akhirnya..dia kuat..kuat membendung..sehingga air itu tidak jadi jatuh..&lt;br /&gt;kepingan kini terdiam sesaat..membenahi diri, memoles diri dengan kebijakaan, kesabaran dan cinta kasih..sekarang kepingan itu sudah pintar..&lt;br /&gt;dia sudah bisa bergulir dengan baik dan elok..gulirannya membekas disetiap ruang sisi dan ruang waktu..&lt;br /&gt;pujian kini disandangnya walau masih ada yang mencibirnya..dia tidak perdulikan..&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya kepingan itu berharga dan dipuja..sejuta pujian dia terima dari hari kehari..tapi tdk membuatnya menjadi sombong..malah membuatnya semakin kuat utk bergulir dan menolong kepingan lain..&lt;br /&gt;kepingan mengandeng kepingan yang lain untuk tetap bergulir, bertahan, berharap, bersabar dan kerja keras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115215471447407731?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115215471447407731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115215471447407731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115215471447407731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115215471447407731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/kepingan-2.html' title='.: kepingan -2 :.'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115215404583919818</id><published>2006-07-04T09:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:30:44.980+07:00</updated><title type='text'>.: kepingan - 1 :.</title><content type='html'>Glek..&lt;br /&gt;angin begitu kencang....srakkkkk debu bertebangan..&lt;br /&gt;langit begitu gelap..mendung nih..&lt;br /&gt;tetesan air sudah mulai turun.....dar.......petir keluar dengan gagahnya dan mulai memfoto makhluk2 dipermukaan bumi ini...sretttt...dar......tajam banget blitz nya bo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beberapa manusia berdiri berjejalan dipos security, apalagi bukan untuk mencari pekerjaan dan melamar pekerjaan.&lt;br /&gt;satu persatu mereka mengikuti seseorang entah siapa itu aku tdk tahu yg pasti org tsbt membawanya kesatu gedung.&lt;br /&gt;Hm...seberang sana, berjejalan juga manusia, dengan wajah yg tidak sesemangat wajah manusia yg ada disecurity, ooops..mereka rombongan org2 yang ingin mengambil uang pesangon dan atributenya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuih....kontras sekali hari ini..&lt;br /&gt;ibarat dua mata keping uang, sisi atas berharap yg terbaik dan sisi yg bawah berharap kapan akan dipanggil lagi utk bekerja lagi setelah diphk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku telah mengalami kedua sisi tersebut dan salah satu sisi dari sisi tersebut ku sedang jalani.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, my love beri aku advise utk tdk mengambil keping yg diatas but aku tetap mau, yah terpaksa my love menyerah dengan melempar kepingan itu kepadaku.&lt;br /&gt;sekarang dia ada ditanganku...&lt;br /&gt;kepingan bergulir..tuk...tukk...menambrak satu sisi ruang waktu..&lt;br /&gt;duh..kejam dan teganya mahluk disisi itu..sabar...sabar....kuselalu ingat kedua putriku disaat benturan itu datang...&lt;br /&gt;kepingan bergulir lagi...belok kekanan..brak....jatuh..seketika...cercaan diterima...gunjingan membasahi tubuhnya..,..byur...basah..benar2 basah dibuatnya...untung ada kedua angel yg menjadi &lt;em&gt;rain-coatnya&lt;/em&gt;..thank you ya angel&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan sejuta impian dan cita cita kepingan itu bergulir kembali..kali ini jalannya lurus....lurus....terus..&lt;br /&gt;kepingan itu kini sudah kuat, gerigi dikedua sisi tubuhnya telah ditempa sedemikian rupa oleh sang waktu...&lt;br /&gt;kepingan berhenti..sejenak..diambil oleh seseorang yang sangat membutuhkannya..&lt;br /&gt;kepingan itu dirawatnya, diminyakinya dengan berbagai minyak pengetahuan, minyak kesabaran dan minyak kekuatan untuk tetap bergulir dan semakin kuat..&lt;br /&gt;seseorang menggenggammnya, memperhatikannya dan merawatnya setelah itu dia melepaskannya utk bergulir dengan kuat lagi....&lt;br /&gt;kepingan semakin kuat dan kokoh terus bergulir..kali ini dia belok kekiri..wow...banyak rintangan dan jika tidak hati2 mungkin kepingan akan hancur..&lt;br /&gt;dengan sangat pelan dan hati2 kepingan bergulir..ditendang dari sana sini, kepingan tetap bertahan terus bergulir..disirami dengan hujatan dan cemohan, kepingan tetap senyum secerah dan secemerlang badan kepingan karena seseorang telah membuatnya demikian rupa...&lt;br /&gt;stooopppp.....pritttttttttttttt..ada pak polisi yang menyapa dan memberi salam, memandang dan memuji lajunya kepingan dan cemerlangnya warna kepingan...&lt;br /&gt;kepingan berhenti, menyapa dan berucap terima kasih...dan terus bergulir lagi......&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih ucap kepingan kepada sang waktu dan kepada seseorang yang mempercayainya untuk tetap bergulir dan merawatnya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115215404583919818?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115215404583919818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115215404583919818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115215404583919818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115215404583919818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/kepingan-1.html' title='.: kepingan - 1 :.'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115207375744620574</id><published>2006-07-03T11:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:29:11.993+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bahagia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blognya-brigitta.blogspot.com"&gt;Brigitta&lt;/a&gt; hari ini terlihat begitu senangnya.&lt;a href="http://www.gabriella-gabriella.blogspot.com"&gt;Gabie&lt;/a&gt; juga. Nande janji mau ajak mereka maen ketime zone pulang gereja bareng nek ribu tercinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115207375744620574?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115207375744620574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115207375744620574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115207375744620574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115207375744620574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/bahagia.html' title='bahagia'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30664263.post-115206111519298692</id><published>2006-07-02T07:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:26:35.956+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kamu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kubuat begini salah. Aku buat begitu salah.&lt;br /&gt;Kamu maunya apa? aku tidak mengerti dan tetap tidak mengerti maunya kamu itu apa? kalo begini terus sampai kapan pun aku tidak mengerti.Kuharap kamu berhenti bersikap seperti ini kepadaku.&lt;br /&gt;Bukannya aku tidak kuat dan tidak sanggup, tetapi ego kamu itu loh, jujur..jujurlah untuk sesuatu yang kamu perbuat.&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan jaksa atau hakim agung. Jadi mengertilah aku tidak mau menghakimi. Karena sejujurnya aku juga tidak suka dihakimi.&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah, aku dan kamu itu sama, sama sama hidup, sama sama manusia,jujurlah. Aku hanya minta kejujuran kamu, kamu itu maunya apa, bicaralah, jangan bermuka dua begitu, aku tidak mau,dewasalah, bicaralah, aku pasti mendengar.&lt;br /&gt;Kamu tahu dengan ketidak jujuran kamu itu telah membuatku menjadi sesosok manusia yang sangat tidak mengerti dan aku tidak mau kata "tidak suka " keluar dari mulutku yang telah lama terkunci selama ini buat kamu.&lt;br /&gt;Please..&lt;br /&gt;Aku tahu diri, kamu banyak lebihnya dari aku, kamu jauh lebih dari aku. &lt;em&gt;But..please...&lt;/em&gt;aku juga manusia, punya harga diri. Kalo kamu mau unjuk gigi, silahkan..jangan main belakang, aku siap,aku akan datang dengan segala kekuranganku, dengan segala kelemahanku, tapi aku tidak takut teman, aku bukan pengecut seperti kamu, yang berani maju dengan berselebungkan ketidak jujuran , bertamengkan keegoan kamu, silahkan..kalo kamu mau..sekarang..boleh..aku tidak takut teman..sekali lagi tidak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30664263-115206111519298692?l=nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/feeds/115206111519298692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30664263&amp;postID=115206111519298692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115206111519298692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30664263/posts/default/115206111519298692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nandebrigitta-gabriella.blogspot.com/2006/07/kamu.html' title='kamu...'/><author><name>My Story</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621622323377860347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4838/3293/320/eka.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
