<?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-8909664</id><updated>2011-10-11T21:32:24.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... My Cheerful Life... is it??!</title><subtitle type='html'>A little bit of my daily life........
A little thought that pop up of my head..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4000433664426989592</id><published>2011-03-23T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:16:01.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeek</title><content type='html'>betul, saya orang yang ramah dan baik hati&lt;br /&gt;berusaha untuk tetap tenang dan ceria apapun yang terjadi&lt;br /&gt;walaupun sedang sedih dan resah, tetap tampil tenang dan ceria..&lt;br /&gt;walaupun sedang sibuk, sibuk yang BENAR-BENAR SIBUK if you know what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;jadi tolong deh... jangan rusuhin saya dengan hal-hal yang remeh temeh dan menyebalkan begitu...&lt;br /&gt;orang baik hati dan ramah juga bisa sibuk beneran tau!&lt;br /&gt;bete!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4000433664426989592?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-1891523543281689980</id><published>2011-03-06T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T20:38:09.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all by my self...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, when you are all alone, you feel lonely... but sometimes, due to the certain circumstances, being all alone is better. It is the precious time to up grade yourself. &lt;br /&gt;Its time to get the 'me time'...&lt;br /&gt;Be reasonable, be rational... throw away the sentimental things behind...&lt;br /&gt;Independent...&lt;br /&gt;Be a better you&lt;br /&gt;Be an independent person&lt;br /&gt;No need others to survive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-1891523543281689980?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/1891523543281689980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=1891523543281689980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1891523543281689980'/><link rel='self' 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sekali ga penting.&lt;br /&gt;yang bikin sebel, karena aku udah mulai pinter bergosip, aku tau tuh aliran gosipnya dari mana trus kemana... ini bikin aku makin sebel juga, kerna ujung2nya orangnya itu2 juga. menyebalkan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emang kalo gosip tu serunya cuman sama orang yang asik aja ya... biar banyak cerita, banyak berita, tapi ga bikin eneq karna ga pernah kebanyakan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-1559451787440716840?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/1559451787440716840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=1559451787440716840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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seru bgt, trutama si botak joe. komen2 yang pedas, aksi bantingan garpu, buang makanan ga enak, dll... seru. dia bahkan lebih sangar dari gordon ramsay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemaren, ada lagi, masterchef junior aussie... weleeeh.. &lt;br /&gt;anak2 umur 8-12 taun kok pinter2 bener sih... masak macem2..&lt;br /&gt;yang membuat aku kagum sekagum2nya waktu meliat anak2 kecil ini masak seafood!!!!!!!! ckckckckckckckckckckckckck.... gilaa... hebat bener...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang pasti... yang paling mengagumkan dari kedua acara tersebut adalah ruang penyimpanan bahan makanannya... itu kali yang namanya surga buat pencinta masak memasak ya.... segala ada. semua fresh. serba banyak. dan boleh dipakai sesukanya....&lt;br /&gt;pun dapurnya.. kompor yang bagus. alat2 masak yang bagus dan lengkap.&lt;br /&gt;kapan ya... bisa punya yang begituan.. hehe... ngimpi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5635433891322156258</id><published>2011-01-10T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:57:43.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teu pararuguh</title><content type='html'>dikala perasaan lagi ga enak dan bete begini... iseng2 brosing.. dan kutemukan situs yang memuat cerita2 orang yang aku kenal jaman baheula... bukan fesbuk loh.. pan aku mah ga punya akun fesbuk.&lt;br /&gt;dan ajaib... membaca isi situs itu membuat aku cekikikan sendiri... dan merasa beruntung bisa hidup seperti sekarang ini keadaannya, walaupun dilanda musibah perasaan (naon sih?).&lt;br /&gt;ternyata.. kata2 orang bijak itu benar adanya : orang bisa mencoba berubah, tapi karakter tidak bisa berubah. &lt;br /&gt;karakter yang menyenangkan di masa lalu... saat ini tetep menyenangkan... sungguh menyenangkan melihat orang yang menyenangkan ini menjadi 'seseorang' dan komentar2nya juga tetap menyenangkan.. seperti dulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karakter yang menyebalkan... ternyata sampe sekarang, udah tua........... tetep menyebalkan.. hihihihi.... baca komen2nya juga... ampun dah. ga ada bedanya sama abg taun 90an. mungkin kalo jaman sekarang termasuk generasi alay... kekekekek.....&amp;nbsp; untuuuuungggg aja ga berurusan sama orang2 kayak gini. bisa muntah2 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya gitu deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemaren juga iseng2 nonton ovj... melihat aksinya sule yang konon fenomenal itu.. telat? hihihi.. iya, selama ini ga pernah nonton tv yang ga bayar.. hehe.....&lt;br /&gt;dan... sungguh.. bener.. kagum dah sama si sule. akting bobodorannya, inisiatifnya, kecepatan reaksinya, imajinasinya, improvisasinya... bener2 mengingatkan aku jaman2 sma dulu, waktu masih aktif di ekskul yang suka ngisi acara bobodoran... sangat jarang orang yang punya kapabilitas begitu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan... sekali lagi, kata2 orang tua itu benar adanya...&lt;br /&gt;kalau kita harus belajar pasrah dan iklas.&lt;br /&gt;pasrahin aja. iklasin aja.&lt;br /&gt;dengan begitu kamu akan merasa bebas.....&lt;br /&gt;dengan begitu kamu bisa hidup 'normal'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi ngumpulin game komputer... ga penting bgt... tapi menjelang hari-hari hectic karna tampaknya kerjaanku awal tahun ini akan jauh lebih sulit dibanding tahun2 sebelumnya... sepertinya perlu deh banyak main game. lho?? hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garing... kalo orang garing ato bodor garing.. itu sungguh menyebalkan&lt;br /&gt;gimana kalo kehidupan yang garing?&lt;br /&gt;sebaiknya dibuat menjadi garing yang renyah.. supaya enak...&amp;nbsp; kriuk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya beginilah kalo teu puguh rarasaan... bener2 teu pararuguh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5635433891322156258?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5421415358336164532</id><published>2011-01-05T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T11:39:14.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>........</title><content type='html'>Jika memang sudah tidak ada.. kenapa harus dipaksa seolah-olah ada?&lt;br /&gt;Semua memang ada masanya.&lt;br /&gt;Pertanyaan besarnya adalah : kenapa? tapi rasanya sampai dunia kiamatpun tidak pernah akan diketahui jawabannya. Yup, only heaven knows.&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin memang sebaiknya direlakan saja.... walaupun sebagian berkata jangan dilepas. tapi rasanya tangan ini sudah tidak kuat bertahan lebih lama... mungkin memang yang terbaik adalah melepaskannya....&lt;br /&gt;Kita tidak pernah tahu apa yang akan terjadi setelah dilepas... apakah akan terbang bebas, melayang ke puncak, atau jatuh terjerembab ke lubang yang paling dalam? Namun semua itu tidak ada artinya untuk dipikirkan. Tidak sepadan. mungkin memang seharusnya dilepas.... &lt;br /&gt;Semua ini mengingatkan aku, bahwa memang tidak ada yang abadi, semua ada masanya, semua ada kadaluwarsanya. dan seperti makanan, menjelang kadaluwarsa tidak boleh dikonsumsi, harus dibuang, jangan tunggu sampai kadaluwarsa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rela lepas, jika tahu alasannya. Jika ada jawabannya.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi .... kapan datangnya jawaban itu?&lt;br /&gt;Sepertinya tidak pernah muncul. Hanya ada harapan kosong...&lt;br /&gt;Pengecut.&lt;br /&gt;Pecundang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hujan.....&lt;br /&gt;Suasana sendu... drama di tv sok romantis nan membosankan...&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ingat cerita teman baik. Ketika itu dia selalu mengutip lagu yang kala itu sangat populer. love will lead you back... Teman baik yakin sekali bahwa orang itu akan kembali. Berapa tahun dia menunggu??? dan itu tidak pernah terjadi. hanya buang waktu saja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it go my friend... let it go.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katanya kita harus berusaha. Hasil akhir mungkin tidak terlalu diperdulikan jika usaha sudah maksimal.&lt;br /&gt;Perlukah berusaha terus menerus? &lt;br /&gt;Jika selama ini sudah berusaha melakukan yang terbaik untuk mendapatkan jawaban, untuk bertahan, tetapi sang jawaban tidak kunjung datang... perlukan terus berusaha? perlukah terus bertahan? perlukah terus berharap? &lt;br /&gt;Ada juga yang berkata, jangan usaha terlalu keras karena hasilnya terlalu dipaksakan. Jadi??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti membaca buku seri petualanganmu sendiri&lt;br /&gt;di halaman ini terdapat 2 pilihan : lepas atau tahan&lt;br /&gt;putuskan&lt;br /&gt;jangan takut&lt;br /&gt;jangan jadi pengecut&lt;br /&gt;jangan jadi pecundang&lt;br /&gt;hidup itu adalah petualangan. pilihlah petualanganmu sendiri, putuskanlah apa yang kau mau. ikuti kata hati walau ada konsekuensi berat menanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up my friend. just let it go.....&lt;br /&gt;you dont need to be tortured, you dont deserve it. be happy. let it go........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5421415358336164532?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5421415358336164532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5421415358336164532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5421415358336164532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5421415358336164532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='........'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-3611531557509153387</id><published>2011-01-04T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T10:58:50.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>run....</title><content type='html'>Week end or any public holidays used to be something that&amp;nbsp;i looking forward to.... but not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, it become a horrified things to face.....&lt;br /&gt;Only God knows why, cause actually i dont have any idea whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;But life goes on, i have to move on.... i just wanna run, and i will if i can. but i just cant! sigh!&lt;br /&gt;What should i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-3611531557509153387?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/3611531557509153387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=3611531557509153387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3611531557509153387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3611531557509153387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2011/01/run.html' title='run....'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-2292779025770032966</id><published>2011-01-02T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:56:19.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution 2011</title><content type='html'>As usual, every end of year, I make a new year resolution. &lt;br /&gt;And my 2011 resolution is : no resolution. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Just follow the journey... and try to enjoy it. Whatever it is. Wherever it is.&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-2292779025770032966?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/2292779025770032966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=2292779025770032966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2292779025770032966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2292779025770032966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolution-2011.html' title='Resolution 2011'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4598500485774134520</id><published>2010-12-22T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T02:00:30.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Mama</title><content type='html'>Baru balik dari sekolah, ambil rapor semesteran my sunshine... gadis cilik yang pinter ini ternyata membuat mamanya bangga (lagi) dengan menjadi ranking 1 (lagi).. dan kali ini tambah embel2 'juara umum' karena nilainya paling tinggi dari semua kelas.. ga cuman kelas dia aja... hore hore hore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senang dan bangga jadi mama anak yang pinter ini...&lt;br /&gt;semoga untuk seterusnya bisa begitu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4598500485774134520?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4598500485774134520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4598500485774134520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4598500485774134520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4598500485774134520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/12/proud-mama.html' title='Proud Mama'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4061629134580589574</id><published>2010-12-06T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T01:43:09.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doa yang lain..</title><content type='html'>Selama ini selalu berdoa ' Ya Tuhanku, jauhkanlah anakku dari lelaki brengsek seumur hidupnya. Amiien..'&lt;br /&gt;Baru2 ini, melihat kejadian2 diseputar diriku, sepertinya doanya harus ditambah dengan "jauhkanlah anakku dari lelaki dan perempuan brengsek seumur hidupnya, dan semoga dia tidak tumbuh menjadi perempuan brengsek. Amiiien..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... *geleng-geleng kepala sambil ngelus dada liat kelakuan orang*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4061629134580589574?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4061629134580589574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4061629134580589574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4061629134580589574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4061629134580589574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/12/doa-yang-lain.html' title='Doa yang lain..'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7772480090505838946</id><published>2010-10-23T08:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T08:47:56.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unidentify</title><content type='html'>What am I suppose to do?&lt;br /&gt;What should I feel?&lt;br /&gt;It is so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is unidentify...&lt;br /&gt;What is it heading for?&lt;br /&gt;What is the end story. Would it be happy ending? or no ending at all?&lt;br /&gt;Mistery&lt;br /&gt;and unidentify&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7772480090505838946?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7772480090505838946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7772480090505838946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7772480090505838946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7772480090505838946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/10/unidentify.html' title='Unidentify'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7373960070968488556</id><published>2010-10-12T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T22:28:16.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama &amp; her daughter's day</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned in my blog long time ago, I'm a bit obsessed with the mother-daugher's relationship showed in Gilmore Girls between Lorerai &amp;amp; Rory. Maybe because I lack of that warm &amp;amp; amicable relationship... I'm not tell that my relationship with my mother is not good.. but it just not like that. ... and so, I try to build this kind of relationship with my baby daugher.. well, she's no longer a baby actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just had a wonderful mama &amp;amp; daughter's day... we went to our fave mall together, just the two of us... had a sweet lunch (pancake with ice cream plus lychee ice tea!), tried out some nail polish and bough one, had our hair do at the fancy beauty salon... just some girly stuff... it was so great.... I never though that this will happen to me, to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my baby...&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could do this more often...&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7373960070968488556?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7373960070968488556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7373960070968488556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7373960070968488556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7373960070968488556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/10/mama-her-daughters-day.html' title='Mama &amp; her daughter&apos;s day'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4058983651841206993</id><published>2010-09-20T00:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T00:19:08.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lebaran Sucks!</title><content type='html'>Lebaran telah usai...&lt;br /&gt;Lebaran adalah hari dimana (seharusnya) kita bergembira, bersemangat, bersenang-senang.. tapi tidak dengan Lebaranku kali ini. It just sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Untuk pertama kalinya dalam sejarah lebaran yang aku ingat, lebaran kali ini aku tidak makan ketupaaaattt... karna ga kebagian. sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4058983651841206993?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4058983651841206993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4058983651841206993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4058983651841206993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4058983651841206993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/09/lebaran-sucks.html' title='Lebaran Sucks!'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-3542961729049758371</id><published>2010-08-24T01:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T01:31:06.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck</title><content type='html'>I am stuck.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in this moment.&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to run, to get out of here....&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I will survive...&lt;br /&gt;God I love this song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm not afraid of anything in this world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There's nothing you can throw at me that I haven't already heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm just trying to find a decent melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A song that I can sing in my own company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I never thought you were a fool, but darling, look at you. Ooh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You gotta stand up straight, carry your own weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'Cause tears are going nowhere baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You've got to get yourself together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You've got stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't say that later will be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now you're stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I will not forsake the colors that you bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The nights you filled with fireworks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;They left you with nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am still enchanted by the light you brought to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I listen through your ears, through your eyes I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You are such a fool to worry like you do.. Oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I know it's tough and you can never get enough of what you don't really need now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My, oh my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You've got to get yourself together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You've got stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh love, look at you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You've got yourself stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh lord look at you now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You've got yourself stuck in a moment and you cant get out of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I was unconscious, half asleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The water is warm 'til you discover how deep I wasn't jumping, for me it was a fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's a long way down to nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You've got to get yourself together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You've got stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't say that later will be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now you're stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And if the night runs over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And if the day won't last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And if your way should falter along this stony pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's just a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This time will pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-3542961729049758371?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/3542961729049758371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=3542961729049758371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3542961729049758371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3542961729049758371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/08/stuck.html' title='Stuck'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8064888247022557463</id><published>2010-08-22T20:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:10:21.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to cope with... FRUSTRATION!</title><content type='html'>Everytime i facing big day such as birthday and Hari Raya, i become deeply apprehensive about what will happen to me that make me frustration. Dont know why, maybe there is curse on me.&lt;br /&gt;and so... now i try to cope with the sadness, anger, devastation, dissapointment, and frustration.&lt;br /&gt;I think i know why some people addicted to drugs or even commit suicide. Those things will blow the frustration away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, I still have a healthy mind, no such things even across my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder how good to be a psycopath is. According to dictionary, a psychopath is someone who has serious mental problems and who may act in a violent way without feeling sorry for what they have done. Well, at least they can manipulate and take a vengeance, and fell good in return.. mmmm... that what i saw in one episode of House.. &lt;br /&gt;But I'm not a psycopath, as mention earlier, I have a healthy mind and brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just addicted to frustation.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it just me who lame, weak and pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;Then, I have to cope with it...&lt;br /&gt;For how long?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8064888247022557463?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8064888247022557463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8064888247022557463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8064888247022557463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8064888247022557463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-to-cope-with-frustration.html' title='How to cope with... FRUSTRATION!'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-6369599953254700373</id><published>2010-08-19T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:38:10.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing...</title><content type='html'>Mood swing....&lt;br /&gt;I know that i am all alone handling most of the things but got nothing in return, think im not deserve it, i deserve the better though. Try to cheer up my day. Try to be normal. Try to be me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i was destined to be like this..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder, what am i doing wrong, is there something wrong that i do, or i did? why is it hard to living in a normal way, an ordinary life???&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it happening to me???&lt;br /&gt;Mood swing...&lt;br /&gt;Oh i need cafein... and a great jokes! At least, it can make me happy for a moment...&lt;br /&gt;swing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-6369599953254700373?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/6369599953254700373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=6369599953254700373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6369599953254700373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6369599953254700373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/08/swing.html' title='Swing...'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-3456510123463319058</id><published>2010-08-15T22:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:41:33.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uuuuffh..</title><content type='html'>Like most of the people i know, i just want to have a happy, peaceful, whealty, and convenient life...&lt;em&gt; just???  &lt;/em&gt;well, perhaps the word&lt;em&gt; just&lt;/em&gt; is way hyperbolic for the situation, or refer to the teens it would be defined as &lt;em&gt;lebay&lt;/em&gt;.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually, that is what i want.&lt;br /&gt;and never know whether i'll get one...&lt;br /&gt;i thought i'm in my PMS mode, since I got my mood swing since couple days ago.. but its not.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it just me being unhappy at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;ugh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-3456510123463319058?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/3456510123463319058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=3456510123463319058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3456510123463319058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3456510123463319058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/08/uuuuffh.html' title='Uuuuffh..'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4702109623917004120</id><published>2010-07-12T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T07:48:00.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TDqFHlsZS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/A4A5xYGBKVM/s1600/6bc7c547e20884e0dee832016040e68b-getty-germany-animal-fbl-wc2010-esp-ned-octopus-offbeat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492849060955638594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TDqFHlsZS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/A4A5xYGBKVM/s320/6bc7c547e20884e0dee832016040e68b-getty-germany-animal-fbl-wc2010-esp-ned-octopus-offbeat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berakhir sudah pagelaran akbar piala dunia 2010 pagi tadi, dengan Spanyol keluar sebagai juaranya.. selamet yaaa buat Spanyol, selamet ya buat fans nya Spanyol...  Pagelaran yang mengesankan.. aksi individu ga laku, pemain bintang ga laku, adu penalti juga ga laku... top dah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi... menurut aku bintang Piala Dunia ini adalah si Paul Gurita itu. hihihi...  Hebat juga si Paul.. di Piala Dunia ini ramalannya bener terus.... Selamet ya Paul.... hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;An octopus named Paul squeezes inside a box with decorated with a Spanish flag and a shell inside on July 9, 2010 at the Sea Life aquarium in Oberhausen, western Germany. Paul's task is to decide in favour of one of the shells hidden in boxes with the flags of the Netherlands and Spain to act thus as oracle for the upcoming final match of FIFA Football World Cup between the two countries on July 11, 2010 in Johannesburg.&lt;/span&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/8909664-4702109623917004120?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4702109623917004120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4702109623917004120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4702109623917004120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4702109623917004120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/07/bola.html' title='Bola'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TDqFHlsZS0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/A4A5xYGBKVM/s72-c/6bc7c547e20884e0dee832016040e68b-getty-germany-animal-fbl-wc2010-esp-ned-octopus-offbeat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8584347325707622039</id><published>2010-06-25T00:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:29:30.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>googling</title><content type='html'>Just read the unimportant news that Justin Beiber like googling himself.. and so he inspire me to do the same...  hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;apparently my full name belongs to another person but me... who is a lecturer, graduated from a well known university, write some academic articles, active in some organizations... well, well.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we have something in common : we both graduated from well known academic institution (but i think mine is better than hers. hehe) . gees.. so our name belongs to smart lady huh? hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dasar euweuh gawe... ampun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8584347325707622039?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8584347325707622039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8584347325707622039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8584347325707622039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8584347325707622039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/06/googling.html' title='googling'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-1918430199154098788</id><published>2010-06-21T02:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T02:24:46.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tercapai...</title><content type='html'>Akhirnya tercapai juga cita-citaku : makan biscotti dengan secangkir capucinno panas.. hihi.. thanks to my dearest Hubb, dia dengan baik hati menggeret aku ke starbuck cuman buat beli itu.. hihihihi... enak bgt.. sayangnya, masih kurang.. soalnya tidak sesuai dengan cita2ku : menikmatinya dengan duduk santai ala orang perancis. duduk santai sih, tapi bukan di dalam mobil dengan my baby ikut gigitin biscotti aku itu..... hehe... bagemanapun... uenak sekali!! jadi pengen lagi... mmmmmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-1918430199154098788?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/1918430199154098788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=1918430199154098788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1918430199154098788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1918430199154098788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/06/tercapai.html' title='Tercapai...'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8634188696215117335</id><published>2010-06-14T18:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:44:48.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pengamat Politik (kantor)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TBbbAG5iGlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/P4u3prQitNM/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482810391268563538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TBbbAG5iGlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/P4u3prQitNM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lagi hobi nonton re-runnya Law &amp;amp; Order, apapun ceritanya.. mau yang SVU, mau yang CI, ato yang jaman baheula... seneng aja, dialognya bagus, aktingnya oke dan ga berlebihan dan ga dar-der-dor ala film action kampungan, pun ga ada dialog panjang-panjang di pengadilan kayak film yang tokohnya pengacara ato jaksa pada umumnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melihat dari kecenderungannya, penjahat tiap episode itu pasti salah satu tokoh yang muncul di episode yang bersangkutan, tapi ga signifikan kemunculannya, sampai tiba2 si detektif bisa menemukan benang merah dari petunjuk yang ada... gara2 itu juga, tiap nonton aku selalu memperhatikan dengan baik tiap2 tokoh yang muncul, walo cuman sekelibat, perhatiin apa yang dibicarakan, dan bagaimana mimik muka si tokoh2 tersebut. Sekarang udah lumayan jago nebak penjahatnya (ga penting bgt sih!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ternyata hobi mengamati polah tokoh yang tidak signifikan itu jadi refleks. Sebagai orang yang ga sensitif, aku selama ini ga pernah bisa merasakan sindiriran2, ato maksud dari gesture seseorang. payah deh aku kalo soal ini. Tapi ada yang beda dengan kejadian kemaren. Ceritanya kemaren ada lunch kantor, yang diundang ya orang itu-itu lagi... para pejabat dan kroco2nya.. sebagai salah satu kroco yang diundang, kita mah duduk dimana aja deh yang disediain.... tapi dalam diamku (ancur bahasanya!) aku secara refleks jadi memperhatikan gesture dari 2 pejabat tinggi yang semeja denganku. cuman 15 menit dari percakapan yang ada, tapi aku bisa menarik kesimpulan.... lucunya pas bubaran lunch seorang petinggi secara tersirat dan super halus mengunggapkan kesimpulan yang aku tarik tadi, dan petinggi yang lain yang dia ajak bicara terkaget2... dan rupanya orang lain ga ada yang ngeh.. tapi aku ngeh.. tumbeeeen.... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berarti hobi nonton Law &amp;amp; Order musti diterusin nih, lumayan mengasah kesensitifan dan bisa jadi pengamat politik kantor.. hihihihi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8634188696215117335?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8634188696215117335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8634188696215117335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8634188696215117335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8634188696215117335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/06/pengamat-politik-kantor.html' title='Pengamat Politik (kantor)'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TBbbAG5iGlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/P4u3prQitNM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5467663281512272556</id><published>2010-05-23T09:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:38:06.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 years</title><content type='html'>6 years of all the happiness, the frustrations, the joy, the sorrow, the kisses, the yelling, the hugging, everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my husband&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always be there for me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for teaching me to be an adult&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a good father for our baby&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever tell you that I knew I love you before I met you, just like the song?? It is real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like the song sung by Shania Twain :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do swear that I'll always be there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd give anything and everything and I will always care. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through weakness and strength, happiness and sorrow, for better, for worse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will love you with every beat of my heart .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 6th anniversary my dear hubb....&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5467663281512272556?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5467663281512272556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5467663281512272556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5467663281512272556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5467663281512272556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/05/6-years.html' title='6 years'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-816786971246978532</id><published>2010-04-17T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T04:12:08.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TBoCJxC-ekI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HNI8__BFqEg/s1600/swiss+danau.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483697863084898882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TBoCJxC-ekI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HNI8__BFqEg/s320/swiss+danau.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keep believing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe that is actually my motto but never realiaze it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I was 7 years old, I believe that I, somehow, will be traveling to Switzerland.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds so impossible, if you know me and my family, than you know how impossible it would be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still keep on believing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this April, I was so damn lucky, coz my office granted me and the team a 12 days traveling across 5 countries in Europe, and not to mention : 2 days at Switzerland!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, went down to Rome, and of course the great Basilica St. Peter at Vatican, the sophisticated Milan, Prato and one of the seven wonders: Pisa. And then... Switzerlaaaandddd!!! A dream come true huh??!  Went high up to Mt. Titlis.. see and touch the snow for the very first time. It was real. The landscape, the cleanness, the beauty of Alpen, the softness of the snow, the freshness of the air.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Paris... no wonder its called romantic city, it is romantic, georgeous, beautiful... When will we traveling together to Paris, my dear Hubb?? hehe... next time.. next time.. keep believing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Down to Amsterdam, the diamond city. Dont like it, too filthy for a European city I thought. But Kukkenhoff?? Amazing! As well as Volendam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Germany? just have a half day at Dusseldorf, fascinating toilet seat (haha) and luxurious cars indeed... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, just like the Terminator said : Europe, I'll be back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8909664-816786971246978532?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/816786971246978532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=816786971246978532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/816786971246978532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/816786971246978532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/06/europe.html' title='Europe'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TBoCJxC-ekI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HNI8__BFqEg/s72-c/swiss+danau.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-189706437673871697</id><published>2010-02-09T23:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:51:43.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness??</title><content type='html'>denger lagu ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love's happiness is just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Filled with sadness and confusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedih banget ya kayaknya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-189706437673871697?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/189706437673871697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=189706437673871697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/189706437673871697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/189706437673871697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/02/happiness.html' title='happiness??'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5676461761121521762</id><published>2010-01-12T23:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:46:56.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biscotti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TBbbhAC-9vI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Nx0H58vuzyQ/s1600/almondbiscottifront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482810956364838642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TBbbhAC-9vI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Nx0H58vuzyQ/s320/almondbiscottifront.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Satu kepinginan aku yang udah lama tercita-citakan tapi blum terlaksana sampai saat ini : makan biscotti almond ditemani secangkir cappuccino hangat... mmmmm...... slurp..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5676461761121521762?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5676461761121521762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5676461761121521762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5676461761121521762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5676461761121521762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2010/01/biscotti.html' title='Biscotti'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRsowyz_BQQ/TBbbhAC-9vI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Nx0H58vuzyQ/s72-c/almondbiscottifront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8547525229032156763</id><published>2009-12-30T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:39:00.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Another) Resolution</title><content type='html'>Facing the new year.. again.. and once again, i make a resolution.. which basically the same everytime, to be a happy person.. but have to be detailed right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my 2010 resolution is "to love my self more in order to love my love ones better..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiyaaa...&lt;br /&gt;have to start to work out&lt;br /&gt;eating healty food&lt;br /&gt;sounds hard works...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8547525229032156763?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8547525229032156763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8547525229032156763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8547525229032156763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8547525229032156763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-resolution.html' title='(Another) Resolution'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5401132814745810719</id><published>2009-12-07T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T03:19:37.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so sweet...</title><content type='html'>Sabtu lalu di sekolah my baby ada peringatan 'Mothers day &amp; Christmas'. Mungkin digabung karna urusan efisiensi aja ya. hehe.. Yang jelas, ada pagelaran.. dan masing2 kelas dan masing2 anak mempertunjukkan kebolehannya... &lt;br /&gt;My baby kebagian membawakan syair... so cute.. sangat lucu.. sampai orang2 yang asyik sendiri itu konsen melihat ke panggung...&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, ganti kostum.. dan dia bernyanyi bersama teman2nya...&lt;br /&gt;Lagu pertama lagu berbahasa Mandarin... ga ngerti lagu apaan.. maklum emaknya ini ga ngerti Mandarin..&lt;br /&gt;Lagu kedua, lagu natal... lucu dan meriah... menggemaskan..&lt;br /&gt;Lagu ketiga... lagu doa ibu... My baby bernyanyi sambil memegang bunga dari kertas.. 'di doa ibu kudengar ada namaku disebut' selesai bernyanyi dia mencari aku, dan memberikan bunga tersebut untuk mamanya.. oooh so sweet.... gurunya pinter bgt.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my baby, my sunshine, my love of my life.... so proud of you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5401132814745810719?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5401132814745810719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5401132814745810719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5401132814745810719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5401132814745810719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-sweet.html' title='so sweet...'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4811150393178952749</id><published>2009-11-23T03:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T03:48:36.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so long</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been so long since the last time i write something in this blog.. see how busy i am..??!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened these days...&lt;br /&gt;the stressful things due to earthquake.. the most stress-work situation ever! thank God for saving me from that situation..&lt;br /&gt;the stress due to my personal life.. have to cope with it.. argh..&lt;br /&gt;the grateful things, that i still have good and nice friends to share with... thanks guys.. &lt;br /&gt;still looking for the happiness in this life.. why is it so hard to find? and if you think you find it, why it go away just like the wind..?? when it will come back?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.. just knew that a friend of mine got divorced.. and followed by another one.. hum.. the one said that she did everything (including quit from her job, and be a pure housewife as her husband wanted).. but it didnt work.. now she says : i never imagine my life would be like this.. no job, 2 kids to be taking care of, no husband, no income.. &lt;br /&gt;fhew..&lt;br /&gt;i hope she'll survive. i know she will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;we need you.. &lt;br /&gt;i need you, badly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4811150393178952749?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4811150393178952749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4811150393178952749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4811150393178952749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4811150393178952749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-long.html' title='so long'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7993481460294731847</id><published>2009-05-11T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T03:33:57.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kekuasaan</title><content type='html'>Selalu begitu ya..&lt;br /&gt;Ada pergantian kekuasaan..&lt;br /&gt;Dan terjadilah permainan kekuasaan..&lt;br /&gt;Orang-orang berebut mendekati poros kekuatan...&lt;br /&gt;Orang-orang yang terpilih sudah disebutkan namanya...&lt;br /&gt;Konon julukkannya "Key Person"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku?&lt;br /&gt;Tentu saja tidak ada disitu.. hehe.. mana mungkin..???!!!&lt;br /&gt;Aku kan sekarang masih selamat karena 2 hal : bidang yang aku kuasai rada susah &amp; langka; trus education background...&lt;br /&gt;yap, latar belakang pendidikan yang sama sekali tidak nyambung itu berdampak hebat sekali.. karena nama besar... karena si penguasa sangat percaya nama besar, brand, dan sejenisnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. lucu ya.. diselamatkan oleh nama besar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7993481460294731847?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7993481460294731847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7993481460294731847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7993481460294731847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7993481460294731847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2009/05/kekuasaan.html' title='Kekuasaan'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-2006304207978802804</id><published>2009-05-08T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T04:33:20.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing</title><content type='html'>Jalan-jalan ke Beijing... dan aku mendapatkan fun facts begini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahwa "Jing' itu artinya ibukota... jadi Nanjing, Beijing, itu sama2 ibukota.. Nanjing ibukota selatan; Beijing ibukota utara...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa kota Beijing itu bersih, indah, modern...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa sepeda motor itu dilarang di Beijing, jadi pakai saja sepeda onthel...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa toilet bersih di Beijing itu sesuatu yang langka.. bau pesing bisa tercium sampe 300 meter bo'!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa hawa di Beijing di musim semi sangat enak, sejuk dan nyaman... cuman serbuk sari aja yang beterbangan mencari pasangan.. bikin bersin-bersin..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa jajanan kaki lima di Beijing itu lumayan asik, kayak chesnut, jagung rebus, ubi rebus, ting-ting kacang, manisan buah.. ga tau buah apa... ternyata chesnut itu rasanya kayak beton (biji nangka) ya..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa kalo belanja di kaki lima harus pake uang lokal pecahan kecil, kalo bisa uang pas; kalo ga nanti suka ngasih kembalian uang yang ga laku di situ... misalnya uang uzbekistan dengan nominal yang sama, ato malah uang palsu. Lebih baik belajar dulu untuk membedakan uang asli &amp; palsu.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa raja jaman dulu itu benar2 tidak berperikemanusiaan... Maksa ribuan orang bikin tembok cina, ribuan lagi bikin istana yang jarak dari pintu depan ke pintu belakang 4 km.... megah sih hasilnya.. tapi priceless ya.. nyawa orang begitu banyak dikorbanin.. ckckck... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa raja dulu itu gendeng; mosok punya satu istana sendiri buat kerja, satu istana khusus buat ganti baju, satu istana buat tidur, dst dst...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa raja jaman dulu itu bener2 edan; dia perlu 9,000 orang kasim buat melayani segala keperluannya... 9,000 lelaki dikebiri buat melayani dia?! edan!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa tembok cina dan istana raja (forbidden city) itu benar-benar MENAKJUBKAN&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa dari jaman dulu rakyat cina hidupnya susah, jadi mereka kreatif dan manipulatif untuk survive... ga heran kalo mereka pinter, positif maupun negatif.. jadi pinter dan "pinter"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa kalo belanja di Beijing harus tega nawar, 10% dari harga yang diajukan si penjual! Gempor dah...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa bebek panggang di salah satu resto di Beijing itu LUAR BIASA ENAK! Lupa nama restonya, konon udah berdiri sejak dinasti Ching (145 tahun lalu)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa nasi putih itu selalu dihidangkan terakhir... lapaaaaarrrrr!!! masa makan lauk dulu baru nasi? nanti keburu habis...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa gerakan kungfu dan akrobat itu bener2 ada! Bukan trik kamera... heibat!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa kebudayaan cina itu emang bener2 mengagumkan.. semuanya serba kolosal.. membuat aku jadi pengen tau banyak tentang sejarah mereka..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bahwa jarang sekali orang di Beijing yang bisa berkomunikasi dengan bahasa Inggris..  ga usah ngobrol, sekedar bilang "tea" aja susah.. mungkin karena 'tea' lafalnya ada yang mirip satu kata dalam bahasa mandarin tapi artinya bukan teh ya; secara kita pegang cangkir.. kali kagak nyambung.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya gitu deh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-2006304207978802804?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/2006304207978802804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=2006304207978802804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2006304207978802804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2006304207978802804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2009/05/beijing.html' title='Beijing'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7722370158132262694</id><published>2009-04-13T04:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:23:26.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celoteh</title><content type='html'>Sungguh mencengangkan mendengarkan celotehan anak kecil..&lt;br /&gt;Lucu dan  mengagumkan...&lt;br /&gt;My baby baru berumur 3 tahun bbrp bulan.. dan ini celotehannya yang mutakhir:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku : Kata apa yang dimulai dengan huruf A?&lt;br /&gt;My Baby : Apel!&lt;br /&gt;Aku : Kata apa yang dimulai dengan huruf U?&lt;br /&gt;My Baby : UPIL!!! dengan yakin nya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh.. kok ya upil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Baby : Mama, ayo kita bermain sekolah. Aku jadi ibu gurunya, mama jadi muridnya.&lt;br /&gt;Aku : Oke..&lt;br /&gt;My Baby : Setiap kali aku bertanya, mama harus menjawab "SAYAA" sambil mengacungkan tangan&lt;br /&gt;Aku : Oke..&lt;br /&gt;My Baby : Siapa yang makannya pinter?&lt;br /&gt;Aku: SAYAAA&lt;br /&gt;My Baby: Siapa yang tidurnya tidak mengompol?&lt;br /&gt;Aku: SAYAAA&lt;br /&gt;My Baby: Siapa yang memandikan dede bayinya sendiri?&lt;br /&gt;Aku:....... *lho kok gini?*&lt;br /&gt;My Baby : Mama, jawab...&lt;br /&gt;Aku: SAYAAA&lt;br /&gt;My Baby: Siapa yang menjaga dede bayinya sendirian supaya dede bayi tetap aman?&lt;br /&gt;Aku: .......*speecless mode on*&lt;br /&gt;My Baby: Mamaaaa... jawab sayaaa...&lt;br /&gt;Aku : SAYAAA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god.. jadi dimata anakku yang masih 3 tahun itu, aku adalah orang yang mampu menjaga bayi (maksudnya dia) sendirian supaya sang bayi tetap aman???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada lagi, kali ini My Baby dengan sang Nanny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Baby: Apakah kalau aku sebesar mama nanti aku akan pulang kerja malam-malam seperti mama?&lt;br /&gt;Nanny: Mungkin begitu ya..&lt;br /&gt;My Baby: Aku tidak mau... Kalau pulangnya malam-malam nanti aku tidak bisa menonton Koala Brothers, Fimbles, Tiger and Pooh... Lagipula kalau pulang kerja malam-malam begini nanti aku bosan di kantor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihihihi.....&lt;br /&gt;so cute and smart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7722370158132262694?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7722370158132262694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7722370158132262694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7722370158132262694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7722370158132262694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2009/04/celoteh.html' title='Celoteh'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4557320679429434372</id><published>2009-03-16T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:03:30.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidak Penting</title><content type='html'>Orang yang tidak penting. Itulah aku.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I do, whatever i say, whenever i am...&lt;br /&gt;betapa menyebalkan dan menyedihkan...&lt;br /&gt;bandingkan dengan paris hilton misalnya.. dia juga tidak penting. apapun yang dikerjakan/dilakukan/dikatakan tidak ada yang penting.. tapi dia kaya raya.. jadi tidak ada masalah apakah dia dianggap penting atau tidak...&lt;br /&gt;sayangnya aku tidak sekaya itu.. lagipula, kalau aku kaya pastinya aku tidak akan menjadi orang yang tidak penting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4557320679429434372?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4557320679429434372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4557320679429434372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4557320679429434372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4557320679429434372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2009/03/tidak-penting.html' title='Tidak Penting'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-452710609944221866</id><published>2009-02-19T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:17:36.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a momentous day. an auspicious day.. halah apalah itu.&lt;br /&gt;Today, my baby's first day to school. Officially not a baby anymore...&lt;br /&gt;She's more than I expected... so proud of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mam : students, lets sing together.. mau nyanyi lagu apa?&lt;br /&gt;Students: Bintang kecil maaam...&lt;br /&gt;My Baby : Mam, aku maunya nyanyi lagu finley...&lt;br /&gt;Mam: finley? seperti apa ya?&lt;br /&gt;... n then my baby sing... all alone... loud... hihihihihihihihi....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-452710609944221866?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/452710609944221866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=452710609944221866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/452710609944221866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/452710609944221866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-is-momentous-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8186141069889953612</id><published>2009-01-20T22:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:51:55.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terharu...</title><content type='html'>Hari ini diawali dengan sesuatu yang sangat menyenangkan dan mengharukan...&lt;br /&gt;Malem susah tidur karena memikirkan satu dan lain hal.. this, that and the other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam 4 pagi, alarm berbunyi..males bgt, tapi tetep bangun cuma buat matiin alarm aja..&lt;br /&gt;eh, ada tangan mungil yang lucu meraih tanganku.. my baby ikut terbangun rupanya..&lt;br /&gt;dia tersenyum.. lalu aku dipeluknya erat...&lt;br /&gt;seakan itu belum cuukp, my baby bangun, lalu mencium bibirku sambil berkata 'aku sayang mama...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duuuh.. mau pingsan rasanya..&lt;br /&gt;seakan dia tau kalo aku lagi banyak pikiran...&lt;br /&gt;seakan dia tau kalo aku lagi pusing..&lt;br /&gt;seakan dia tau kalo aku lagi ga enak lahir batin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atau mungkin emang dia tau ya?&lt;br /&gt;jadi inget waktu jaman2 hamil.. waktu my baby masih di dalam perutku.. setiap kali ada masalah dia selalu bergerak halus yang menyamankan semuanya, seolah dari dalam dia berkata ' aku sayang mama.. sabar ya...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ihik.. terharu deh..&lt;br /&gt;mama sayang kamu juga sayang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8186141069889953612?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8186141069889953612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8186141069889953612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8186141069889953612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8186141069889953612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2009/01/terharu.html' title='Terharu...'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-1796950966275261643</id><published>2009-01-20T04:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T04:27:59.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>oooooh... please help meeeee..&lt;br /&gt;im broke, got a lof of problems in office (from routine to the bizzare things; from my authority to the outraged-thing which have to be my responsibility... nothing is trivial.. hiks..), and then.. my private life problems.. arghhh.. so overwhelming.. these things are too much...&lt;br /&gt;Why these things come to me at the same time??&lt;br /&gt;Please God help me to get through these..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-1796950966275261643?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/1796950966275261643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=1796950966275261643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1796950966275261643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1796950966275261643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2009/01/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7825692901988133851</id><published>2008-12-16T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T18:11:02.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Meeting</title><content type='html'>Just came back from a 'hell meeting'.. and it is so relief knowing that i am the survival one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, facing this global economic crisis, everyone must do something in order to survive.. and one of the way is the so called efficiency; or in the other word is sacking the employees.... ugh.. For this purpose, any head division in my company must do the presentation bout his/her division - with extra details, in front of all the board; the almighty board. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is my time...&lt;br /&gt;So.. I have to present all the jobs in my division, all the things that should been done, all my staff's doing.. all in details.. and the almighty board argued bout most of the things.. yeah, they did do their job very well..&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, this meeting was the hardest meeting I've ever had... &lt;br /&gt;I have no problem with public speaking, have no problem at all in even a hard discussion with those almighty people... but, this time is different coz it's not about myself nor my job.. it's about other people's life... I have to defend all my staff, considering their life, their family's life.... all my staff counted on me.. huah.. its burden me so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.. the judgement's time..&lt;br /&gt;A unanimous decision from all the member of the board : i manage the division well, it considered effective &amp; efficient. even more, I can propose an additional staff next year..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whuaaah.... no one in my division would be in the termination list... thank god...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7825692901988133851?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7825692901988133851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7825692901988133851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7825692901988133851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7825692901988133851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/12/hell-meeting.html' title='Hell Meeting'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7905754503501852576</id><published>2008-12-11T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:59:57.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My English</title><content type='html'>I have so limited English. Yes, I can communicate in english.. but argh.. I'm not proud of my english.. it is so elementary... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just come back from the last course for this month. The teacher said that I've made big progress.. But I have to work hard on the tiny-winy gramatical things and prepositions! hihihi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7905754503501852576?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7905754503501852576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7905754503501852576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7905754503501852576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7905754503501852576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-english.html' title='My English'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-9070887143415276817</id><published>2008-12-10T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:57:14.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Good</title><content type='html'>I feel good bout myself. I knew it!!! I am capable. I can do my job well. I can handle these messy things to be fine. I can cope with the stress, evenmore, I handle the stress so well. Well, a bit narcisism wont harm.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my staff is on leave, and I just find out her messy work.. She confirmed the unsecured account! It is a big-big-sin in my division. Nobody in the world would take 5Bio Rups short in a rush... And bad news : our securities lack of capacity. So, have to find others, while the time is running out!!!! 5Bio!! Whoooaaaaaa.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what I've done for the whole day was made phonecalls, lots of them... negotiate, negotiate, negotiate.............. being declined first.. being declined second... and just being declined.. fwuh.. but I keep on trying.. just like Dori at Finding Nemo 'keeeeep swimming.. keeep swimming...' And juusst about in time, a confirmation of acceptance comes.... AAAAAHHH......  the one who keep declining from the very beggining is consider to accept my offer... HIP HIP HURRAAAAY.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have secured this one. This difficult-big account.&lt;br /&gt;I have negotiated with seniors.. &lt;br /&gt;I did it...&lt;br /&gt;Without being harsh to my staff.. &lt;br /&gt;Without being such a bitch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a staff, I've been suffered by my boss'despicable words while such same case happened.. &lt;br /&gt;I hate a kind of rude-stress boss...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do better than my former boss.. I can handle this work without hurting anybody's feeling...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I am a good boss.. hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-9070887143415276817?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/9070887143415276817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=9070887143415276817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/9070887143415276817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/9070887143415276817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/12/feel-good.html' title='Feel Good'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8635083291367905401</id><published>2008-12-03T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:52:03.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PUSIIINNGGG!!!</title><content type='html'>Ampuun.. pusiiiiingggg deeeeeh...&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa sih banyak kerjaan muncul secara bersamaan?? Udah gitu kebanyakan yang perlu pemikiran.. padahal udah susah cari waktu untuk bisa berpikir tenang &amp; jernih setelah banyak waktu yang harus dibuang untuk kerjaan rutin2 ini???&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa sih munculnya bersamaan juga dengan problem2 non teknis yang menyebalkan ini?? Yang menguras emosi bener.. &lt;br /&gt;Rasanya 24 jam sehari ga cukup...&lt;br /&gt;12 jam sejari di kantor juga udah ga cukup lagi..&lt;br /&gt;Huwaaaaaaa..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenang.. tenang.. tenanggggg.... *menenangkan diri sendiri*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayaknya perlu suplemen ginko biloba.. eh engga suplemen super woman... kayaknya itu lebih oke.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh..&lt;br /&gt;mari berpikir...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8635083291367905401?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8635083291367905401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8635083291367905401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8635083291367905401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8635083291367905401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/12/pusiiinnggg.html' title='PUSIIINNGGG!!!'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-3575840762545081989</id><published>2008-10-23T03:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T03:40:57.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird</title><content type='html'>Just come back from lunch meeting.. a weird one..&lt;br /&gt;The meeting held at the fancy- expensive Japanese Resto, and the delegates from my office were my finance director, the son of the owner of my company, the invesment-assistant director, and .. myself.. the nobody one!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What a small me...&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting with 3 powerful persons...&lt;br /&gt;Well, just listened to the discussion, talked one or two technical opinion and enjoy the food...  a delicious meal indeed..&lt;br /&gt;what a hell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-3575840762545081989?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/3575840762545081989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=3575840762545081989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3575840762545081989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3575840762545081989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/10/weird.html' title='Weird'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4392984734221022921</id><published>2008-10-16T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:21:36.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kejam..</title><content type='html'>Dunia itu memang kejam.&lt;br /&gt;Aku kenal seorang lelaki di kantor, bicaranya sopan &amp; tampak nya sangat baik hati, tapi terlihat sekali tidak cukup pintar &amp; kuat sebagai lelaki.. Tidak terlalu kenal, karna emang ga kepengen juga untuk kenal lebih dekat. Kemudian aku pindah kantor, dan tidak pernah berhubungan dengan si lelaki itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari, teman baikku yang masih kerja di tempat kerjaku yang lama itu cerita, kalau si lelaki yang aku cerita di atas itu bikin heboh, karena punya pacar di kantor dan pacarannya heboh. So what gitu loh?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ternyata karena dia baru satu minggu menikah. Menikah dengan perempuan yang sudah bertahun-tahun dipacarinya, tapi dilarang keras oleh keluarga si lelaki itu karena tidak memenuhi persyaratan bibit-bebet-bobot. Ternyata keluarga si lelaki itu orang-orang yang super fanatik &amp; jumawa, yang sebenernya udah 'engga deh' di jaman sekarang ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay than. Ternyata akhirnya si perempuan ini berkorban.. supaya bisa diterima di keluarga lelaki yang fanatik &amp; jumawa itu dia pindah agama, belajar agama barunya secara sungguh2 (di tes sama ortu si lelaki!), ikut cara hidup sang keluarga jumawa nan menyebalkan.. akhirnya mereka menikah.. dan seminggu setelah menikah, si lelaki punya pacar lagi, teman sekantor, yang konon cantik &amp; bahenol.. ih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu.. si perempuan ini menjadi perokok berat, padahal konon udah agak penyakitan, dan berujung pada kematian yang agak mendadak karena gagal pernapasan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayak sinetron ya?&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ini terjadi beneran.&lt;br /&gt;Seorang perempuan yang udah berkorban sedemikian rupa, disia-siakan sama suaminya, dan mati muda. Baru 28 tahun usianya.&lt;br /&gt;Kejam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi bertanya-tanya:&lt;br /&gt;- perlukah kita berkorban, karena ternyata pengorbanan itu tidak menjanjikan kebahagiaan?&lt;br /&gt;- bahwa 'pengorbanan selalu menjanjikan bahagia'.. hanyalah lagu karangan deddy dhukun.. &lt;br /&gt;- apakah pengorbanan yang banyak = stres = mati muda? kalo iya, mendingan ga usah berkorban dong ya?! karena judulnya menjadi 'mengorbankan diri sendiri..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.. &lt;br /&gt;Yang pasti, hidup ini kejam... dan tidak adil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat jalan Lin, semoga kau mendapatkan tempat yang terbaik di sana.. dan semoga pengorbananmu di dunia tidak sia-sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Tuhanku, jauhkanlah anakku dari lelaki-lelaki brengsek sepanjang hidupnya.. amien...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4392984734221022921?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4392984734221022921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4392984734221022921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4392984734221022921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4392984734221022921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/10/kejam.html' title='Kejam..'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7293443322626836744</id><published>2008-10-14T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T05:04:10.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kocak!!</title><content type='html'>Hari ini ada kejadian kocak bener yang menyangkut lipstik &amp; meja. ihihihi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7293443322626836744?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7293443322626836744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7293443322626836744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7293443322626836744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7293443322626836744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/10/kocak.html' title='Kocak!!'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-2201313310366147354</id><published>2008-10-08T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T07:04:00.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>I just want to be happy.. is it THIS hard???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-2201313310366147354?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/2201313310366147354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=2201313310366147354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2201313310366147354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2201313310366147354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8819086121268224928</id><published>2008-10-08T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T03:04:24.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>who am i dealing with now??&lt;br /&gt;argh...&lt;br /&gt;why why why....&lt;br /&gt;where is the cheerful life?&lt;br /&gt;where is happiness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8819086121268224928?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8819086121268224928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8819086121268224928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8819086121268224928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8819086121268224928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/10/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-2182955813548476503</id><published>2008-10-06T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:16:00.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari ini</title><content type='html'>Hari ini adalah hari pertama masuk setelah libur panjang lebaran.. istilah kolegaku : liburan sejagat raya.. padahal kan banyak yang senin &amp; jumat masuk tuh.. kagak dihitung. dasar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, seperti yang diperkirakan, jalanan masih sepiiii... dari depok ke sudirman hanya 1/2 jam saja! hohoho.. coba tiap hari.. lucunya, pagi ini aku melihat fenomena baru : liat joki 3 in 1 salam2an lebaranan... hihihi... it just so funny!!! di pinggir jalan, sambil melambai2 tangan, mereka salam2an sambil mengucapkan maaf lahir batin... huehehe... yah, joki juga manusia ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk kantor?? sepipipipipi....&lt;br /&gt;konyolnya orang2 melihat aku masuk malah bertanya : lho kok ga cuti??&lt;br /&gt;dasar.. mentang2 emak2... memang hari ini hampir semua emak2 berbalita cuti, biasa lah alasan klise: nunggu pembantu &amp; babysiter datang.. yah, sama sih.. aku juga nunggu pembantu satu lagi dateng minggu depan.. hehe.. hidup emak-emak bekerja!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-2575167568403619509</id><published>2008-10-05T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:30:12.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandung &amp; lebaran</title><content type='html'>bandung oh bandung.. betapa panas &amp; tidak nyaman...&lt;br /&gt;musim lebaran gini ternyata lebih2.. macetcetcet.. mau parkir juga susah, semua mobil plat B tumpah ruah dimana-mana.. ampun dah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi seneng juga, liburan seminggu di hotel yang ada kolam renangnya bikin my baby happy benerrrr.... tapi susah juga, karena dia ternyata sama dengan emaknya: pencinta kenyamanan, jadi malah ga mau pulang.. hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat lebaran semuanyaaa....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-2575167568403619509?l=chommar.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-3645091210629595113</id><published>2008-09-26T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T02:45:19.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day</title><content type='html'>Hari ini adalah hari kerja terakhir menjelang lebaran.. aaah.. pasti suasana kerja yang asik (karena udah suasana libur), jalanan jakarta yang kosong.. sungguh menyenangkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiiih.. ternyata malah ada meeting mendadak sepanjang siang!!!!&lt;br /&gt;udah gitu ada komplen dari cabang juga!&lt;br /&gt;udah gitu jalanan macet cet cet... sudirman dua arah 4 jalur tidak bergerak...&lt;br /&gt;sebel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da ah, maap lahir batin ya teman2...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-3645091210629595113?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/3645091210629595113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=3645091210629595113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3645091210629595113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3645091210629595113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-day.html' title='Last day'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7500954651399983813</id><published>2008-09-25T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T03:39:20.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenses</title><content type='html'>My english teacher said that tenses is about context. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye formula....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7500954651399983813?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7500954651399983813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7500954651399983813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7500954651399983813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7500954651399983813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/09/tenses.html' title='Tenses'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4648529064012471322</id><published>2008-09-18T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:52:41.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough...</title><content type='html'>Today is a tough day...&lt;br /&gt;8am. have to interview a candidate to become my new assistant.. blablabla.. over 1 and half hours talking.. &lt;br /&gt;10am. have to attend a short training... interesting topics... 2 hours training..&lt;br /&gt;1pm. have to attend a meeting out of the office. argh.. what a boring meeting with such boring people.. &lt;br /&gt;4pm. business english course.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished the course, and now waiting for adzan magribh.. fyuh.. what a day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4648529064012471322?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4648529064012471322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4648529064012471322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4648529064012471322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4648529064012471322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/09/tough.html' title='Tough...'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-6508071441917699856</id><published>2008-09-16T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T04:42:40.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading &amp; Writing</title><content type='html'>To improve my writing skill and refined my english, my english teacher advised me to read a lot more business newpapers &amp; magazines.... hmm.. so, no more tabloids, no more entertainment articles... ugh, sounds a lot of works to do.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semangat.. semangat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-6508071441917699856?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/6508071441917699856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=6508071441917699856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6508071441917699856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6508071441917699856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/09/reading-writing.html' title='Reading &amp; Writing'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5371808072411048737</id><published>2008-08-29T03:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:00:31.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Training</title><content type='html'>The management of my office is so called as training minded at this moment. See, for this particular month I have to enter 3 trainings as a participant, and 1 training as a trainer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Training is about Leadership, and James Gwee as a trainer was really briliant! The analogy, the way how he associated a complex thing into a very simple thing, is sooo amazing...  Now I know that a manager is a person who MANAGE, and USE other people's hands to work for him/her. For ME! So, its not a sin to be bossy sometimes.. and it even a must to terminate the innefective staff.. hehe.. Then,refer to the definition, I am really a manager, coz i've been in that situation that have to fired 2 of my staff early this year. hehehe.. it was hard, but the result for sake of work &amp; team work.. its so worthed..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one is technical training.. I have to trained about 50 people from 25 branches... This is the first time for me to do... and surprisingly, my boss said that it was very good, but still need improvement, and so he proposed me to get a 'training for the trainer'... another traning... hoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third one is system.. gosh... headache headache... yes i need this training so much, but still hate it!.. kuliah biosistematika aja bersyukur bisa lewat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth one is business english... hehe.. yes, i have to improve my english ability... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we'll see what kinds of training that this company would provide me.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5371808072411048737?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5371808072411048737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5371808072411048737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5371808072411048737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5371808072411048737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/08/training.html' title='Training'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5230564925776277057</id><published>2008-07-23T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:07:44.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anak konglomerat</title><content type='html'>Dulu suka mikir, seperti apakah kehidupan seorang anak konglomerat, yang duwitnya ga ada habis-habisnya itu???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertanyaan itu, beberapa, terjawab minggu ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini semua gara-gara sang pemilik perusahaan tempat aku bekerja yang kebetulan seorang konglomerat super kaya itu, memasukkan anaknya untuk 'belajar' cara berbisnis disini. Anak itu, laki-laki, masih sangat muda, baru lulus dengan predikat &amp; nilai yang hebat dari sekolah bisnis terkemuka di amerika sana. Yang mengherankan, semuda itu tapi gaya bos-nya sangat kentara, walau bahasa indonesianya masih terbata-bata.. maklum seumur-umur kayaknya baru dia tinggal di indo. payah dah.. dateng2 udah mau jadi bos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi rupanya gaya bos nya itu (bukan bossy yang suka nyuruh2 loh) mungkin emang ajaran bapaknya. Pun, karena si anak ini emang pinter sekali, dia cepat sekali belajar, dan ide2nya bejibun. Hebat! Ketika iseng2 ditanya, ternyata dia ditempa si bapak dengan sangat keras dari kecil. Hampir tidak ada waktu untuk bermain di waktu kecil, dan tidak ada waktu untuk hang out waktu remaja. Alasan si bapak, supaya si anak ini memiliki fighting spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap hari harus membaca 3 surat kabar dengan 3 bahasa, harus habis semua halaman. Nanti di tes sama si bapak. Dia juga diajarkan cara bersikap, cara berbicara, dipilihkan dengan siapa boleh bergaul. dll dll. Untuk urusan sekolah, semuanya telah diatur, tidak ada kata tawar menawar. Harus sekolah disini, harus selesai dalam sekian tahun, dll. Lalu setelah lulus, harus bisa megang salah satu perusahaan si bapak. Sekarang dia training di tempat aku kerja. bulan depan dia ke perusahaan bapaknya yang lain. dan seterusnya sampai habis. Nanti dia akan dinilai oleh  si bapak, dan akan ditentukan dia akan duduk di mana, apa pekerjaannya, dan apa kedudukannya. Si bapak konon ga mau anak ini sekonyong-konyong jadi direktur, sudah bukan masanya. jadi entry level dia adalah manager. Manager gitu loh.. secara kita susah payah &amp; butuh waktu bertahun-tahun untuk sampai kesitu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... ternyata banyak tuntutan terhadap seorang anak konglomerat, walaupun tampak jelas dia tak pernah melarat, ga pernah kekurangan uang dll. Oh iya, dia bilang kalo si bapak sering berkata begini : "semua harta bapak, semua uang bapak, boleh kamu pake. Tapi ingat, itu punya bapak, bukan punya kamu! kalo kamu mau, kamu musti kerja."&lt;br /&gt;huehehe.. kayaknya kita ga gitu2 amat deh pak konglo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidupnya persis seperti dongeng2 pangeran di eropa sana... yang serba diatur.. ih, ribet ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosku berkata anak itu memang contoh yang baik. Umur semuda itu sudah bisa memandang pekerjaan secara general, seperti pola pikir seorang direktur. Tapi kita, sebagai orang yang bukan konglomerat ga bisa memperlakukan anak2 kita seperti si konglomerat itu memperlakukan anaknya. "Wong hidup kita udah susah, masa kita bikin idup anak kita tambah susah. yang bener aja..." gitu katanya. hehe.. bener juga ya.. dasar, ga bakat jadi konglomerat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5230564925776277057?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5230564925776277057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5230564925776277057' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5230564925776277057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5230564925776277057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/07/anak-konglomerat.html' title='Anak konglomerat'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-2576625650821542654</id><published>2008-07-01T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T04:15:58.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday</title><content type='html'>Today is my baby's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Look, you're become a beautiful 3 years old girl!&lt;br /&gt;Selamat ulang tahun sayang.. semoga panjang umur.. semoga sehat selalu.. semoga nurut sama mama-papa.. semoga tambah pinter.. semoga yang baik-baik aja yang terjadi sama kamu sayang.. semoga kamu dijauhkan dari lelaki-lelaki brengsek di dunia ini.. amiiin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-2576625650821542654?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/2576625650821542654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=2576625650821542654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2576625650821542654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2576625650821542654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy birthday'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7285267518023419708</id><published>2008-06-27T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T04:10:49.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menang!</title><content type='html'>Untuk pertama kalinya aku menang taruhan bola! &lt;br /&gt;huehehehe... gara2 'niat baik' mau mewujudkan mimpi anak2 sini makan JCo rasa judi.. hihi.. konyol.. kayak ga pernah makan JCo aja.. segitu sering.. ampun.... &lt;br /&gt;Dengan analisa ala kadarnya ditambah keyakinan bahwa skor yang muncul adalah skor yang aneh, maka kupasanglah 3-2 untuk Jerman di semifinal. eh bener.. kikikik....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7285267518023419708?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7285267518023419708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7285267518023419708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7285267518023419708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7285267518023419708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/06/menang.html' title='Menang!'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8982739628059441239</id><published>2008-06-17T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T04:30:48.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro 2008 &amp; NBA Final</title><content type='html'>Beda dengan perhelatan-perhelatan besar serupa beberapa tahun lalu, kali ini aku tidak antusias, bahkan ga ngikutin sama sekali. Untuk Euro, Ga tau siapa di grup mana. Siapa pemainnya, siapa jagonya. Sampai hari ini belum nonton satu pertandinganpun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk NBA lebih parah lagi. Tiba2 taunya udah 2-0 untuk Celtic. Lho emang Celtic ke final ya? kikikik.. dodol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya gitu deh. Mungkin karena emang ga banyak waktu untuk meng-up date informasi itu. Pergi pagi pulang petang. (kayak lagu ospek, eh penataran P4 jaman SMA) Lagi, lingkungan disini tidak mendukung. Terlalu banyak ibu-ibu, jadi up date nya kalo ga masalah harga, ya artis lokal. hehe.. payah deh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8982739628059441239?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8982739628059441239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8982739628059441239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8982739628059441239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8982739628059441239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/06/euro-2008-nba-final.html' title='Euro 2008 &amp; NBA Final'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-391970450284285298</id><published>2008-06-16T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T04:24:57.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Profesionalisme</title><content type='html'>Jargon ini sering bgt di dengar. Sebagai seseorang yang punya pekerjaan, kita dituntut untuk profesional.&lt;br /&gt;Kerja bertahun2 sama ekspat membuat aku sedikit mengerti arti profesionalisme, trutama di industri ini. Dan makin banyak bergaul dengan orang2 yang kerja di industri ini, trutama yang overseas, membuat aku mengerti juga bagaimana harus bersikap, bertingkah laku, berbicara,  bercanda dll dll.. dalam batas profesionalisme. Walaupun begitu, karena pengalaman kerjaku yang masih hijau, belum banyak, maka aku seringkali melirik sana-sini &amp; bertanya sana-sini.. Hasilnya, ya lumayanlah untuk pemula.. hehe.. setidaknya tidak memalukan kalau bertemu profesional beneran. Aku bilang lumayan, karena waktu trip terakhir, si big big boss itu berkata bahwa aku ini seorang profesional,karena tau apa yang harus dibawa, apa yang harus di bicarakan &amp; bagaimana caranya, apa yang harus disembunyikan. Hehe.. padahal hasil nyontek.. hihi... &lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ini memang hikmahnya menjadi kuli di kantor punya orang asing bertahun-tahun ya... hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini juga yang membuat aku gerah belakangan ini. &lt;br /&gt;Sejak kerja di tempat ini, karena memang perusahaan lokal murni, maka banyak kerjasama dengan sesama perusahaan lokal sejenis, yang dulu aku cuma tau namanya saja. Seneng-seneng aja sih, jadi banyak kenal orang, tau cara kerja orang lain. Tapi banyak sebelnya, apalagi kalau dikaitan dengan profesionalitas tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti kemarin ini, seorang yang konon tau betul perusahaan tempat aku bekerja meminta waktu untuk bertemu dengan aku. Ceritanya berkenalan. Nama perusahaan mereka baru untuk aku (pasti bukan perusahaan beken &amp; bonafit, kalo iya pasti aku tau). Wajarlah jika aku bertanya tentang perusahaan mereka, mereka kenalan toh?! Apa lacur, malah cerita tentang masing-masing pribadi mereka. Lho lho.. Dimana-mana kalo kenalan itu, yang kita perkenalkan adalah nama perusahaan yang kita bawa, tanpa harus ditanya.. lucu...&lt;br /&gt;Udah gitu, sekonyong2 minta Special Acceptance dari diriku yang terkenal amat jarang kasih gituan.. orang2 ini rupanya emang kagak kenal diriku. Tentu saja aku tolak mentah2, aku bilang setidaknya jadi rekanan dulu. Apa jawabnya : 'oh seperti di perusahaan X ya, supaya bisa 'masuk' harus jadi rekanan, untuk jadi rekanan kami harus deposit sekian puluh juta rupiah kepada Ibu'... hualaah.. &lt;br /&gt;"BUKAAN!! (kayaknya aku tereak deh waktu itu, saking keselnya sama kebodohan &amp; kesembronoan orang itu). Bapak cukup kasih saya financial statement Bapak 3 tahun terakhir dan Company Profile, nanti saya pelajari. Kalau memang bagus &amp; bisa masuk di daftar rekanan, ya bisa saya masukkan.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang ini ngakunya udah kerja belasan tahun di industri, kok ga tau tatakrama... Mosok ngaku profesional, ngajak kenalan untuk penjajakan bisnis ga bawa Company Profile, apalagi financial report.. masih untung bawa kartu nama..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-391970450284285298?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/391970450284285298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=391970450284285298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/391970450284285298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/391970450284285298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/06/profesionalisme.html' title='Profesionalisme'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-2616843189696066532</id><published>2008-06-10T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:08:06.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Produksi Indonesia</title><content type='html'>"Aku cinta.. semua cinta.. buatan Indonesiaaaa..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu lagu yang didendangkan Bimbo, dan sering bgt di dengung-dengungkan di awal 80-an. Konon waktu itu orang-orang import-minded, semua pake barang impor. Karena kalo ga pake barang impor = ga gaya. karena barang lokal kualitasnya jelek. dll dll. segudang alasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, ga pernah lagi denger lagu itu. Dan emang ga perlu di dengungkan lagi, karena produksi lokal juga udah cukup bagus &amp; merambah kemana-mana. Pun harganya juga pastinya lebih murah daripada yang impor (ini pengecualian dengan impor dari China ya). Ato karena barang2 China merajalela sekarang dengan harga murah, trus kudu didengungkan lagi jargon cinta produksi Indonesia itu ya?? entahlah.. yang pasti orang sekarang udah pinter untuk memutuskan barang mana yang akan dia pakai.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story.. karena cukup bagus, maka selama ini akupun memakai barang2 lokal, termasuk urusan kosmetik. Kosmetik disini bukan yang rumit-ngejelimet; cuma sekedar sabun mandi, lotion, shampoo.. ya toiletries deh. Tapi masuk kategori kosmetik kayaknya, karena suka ditemukannya di gerai kosmetik.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, untuk lotion, aku pake satu merk X, merk internasional, tapi buatan lokal dengan lisensi dari negri jun jauh disana. Selama ini sih baik2 aja. Sampai suatu ketika, aku temukan si lotion X yang impor aseli dari negri jauh itu di toko belakang kantorku. Harganya, 2 kali lipat yang lokal. Kalo baca kandungannya sama. Cara penggunaan sama. Bahkan redaksi tentang keunggulan produk itu juga sama. Yang beda hanya bentuk botolnya saja, lebih keren. Tertarik, maka aku beli satu. Ketika dipakai.. oh my God, bedaaaaa banget... yang impor itu rasanya sama sekali tidak berminyak, langsung meresap di kulit, wanginya lembut sekali.. daaan.. kulit jadinya haluuuuuuuusss sekali.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang salah sebenernya???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu lagi. Kemarin, waktu berkunjung ke negara tetangga, karena krim muka ketinggalan, jadi beli deh di satu toko dekat hotel. Barang yang sama, merk yang sama, harga kalo di konversi ke rupiah emang beda, tapi ga jauh, paling beda 10 ribu... Pas dipakai? Oh lala.. sekali lagi terperangah. beda banget!! yang ini jauh lebih enak,dingin, lembut, tidak greasy (maksudnya greasy bukan berminyak, tapi ada rasa2 minyak gitu. apa sih bahasa indo nya?). Aku cek, ternyata, sekali lagi, walopun merk yang sama, yang satu ini di impor dari negri asalnya nun jauh disana itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok bisa beda ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa karena barang2 buatan lokal itu kuat kandungan lokalnya, termasuk budaya korupsi, jadi dosisnya dikurangi, kualitas bahannya dikurangi??? hihihi.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, kalo sekarang aku berpaling untuk menggunakan toiletries impor, bukan salahku kan?? Bukan karena gengsi, tapi value yang didapat dengan uang yang kita keluarkan untuk barang itu laiiin sekali rasanya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-2616843189696066532?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/2616843189696066532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=2616843189696066532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2616843189696066532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2616843189696066532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/06/produksi-indonesia.html' title='Produksi Indonesia'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4455918264104109571</id><published>2008-06-09T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T03:25:14.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ga enak</title><content type='html'>Hari ini emang dimulai dengan perasaan tidak enak... semuanya serba salah... terbukti, sampe di kantor pun situasi ga enak yang muncul, termasuk tudingan kerja ga beres dari seorang senior yang menurut orang2 lama kerjanya ga beres.. lho? hihi.. ya gitu deh.. masalahnya dia itu terpandang &amp; tutur katanya sangat baik, jadi semua orang akan lebih percaya dia, apapun yang terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So? ya gitu deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agak2 kesel aja, kenapa sih ga semua orang bisa jadi seorang staf yang baik, seperti aku waktu ada di posisi mereka?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4455918264104109571?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4455918264104109571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4455918264104109571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4455918264104109571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4455918264104109571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/06/ga-enak.html' title='Ga enak'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-6709012268401934186</id><published>2008-06-06T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T04:37:17.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Exhausted Trip</title><content type='html'>Having a business trip with the 2 most powerful people in my company was really exhausting. Since I'm the only one who is 'nobody'; so I have arranged all the appointments.. in a short notice!! Huah! They just told me the goal of the trip. And I was the only one who should arrange : with whom should we met, where, when, etc etc.... Huah! And all that they wanted was : a tight schedule, because time is money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it. Very tight schedule with a long long meeting and discussion, even in a break, in the car, in the middle of trafic, in the MRT...  I even have got no time to go to 7/11 across my hotel! Huah! The shopping time I've got was only 1 hour.. in the airport!!!! So, this time the oleh-oleh only airport chocolate... hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! Melelahkan jiwa &amp; raga.&lt;br /&gt;Even in the airplane, we stil have to discuss bout the business. Business, business, business... all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we had arrived here, they told me : "Prepare for the sumarry. We will have a meeting tomorrow morning with all the directors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emaaak!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I have to do is just look at the bright side : I am smarter than 2 days ago in regards to the business things.. hehehe... kuliah bisnis gratis 2 hari, dari seorang pelaku bisnis yang juga dosen MM di universitas terkemuka di Jakarta, yang juga PhD dari sekolah bisnis ternama di amrik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday, I can be a business-woman.. hihi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-6709012268401934186?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/6709012268401934186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=6709012268401934186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6709012268401934186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6709012268401934186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-exhausted-trip.html' title='Another Exhausted Trip'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-474677481748971956</id><published>2008-06-05T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T04:13:11.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of Money</title><content type='html'>Just like yesterday i wrote the Power of Love.. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, living in this materialistic world, the money seemed to be more powerfull than love..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Just came back from business trip to our neighbor country. &lt;br /&gt;Stayed in the same 5th star hotel there, the bell boy still (or pretend) recognised me.&lt;br /&gt;He took me and my suitcase to my room, and described everything there. I gave him some money as tip.. quiet big amount I think, since I had no 'recehan' at the time..  and so, the service given to me was even more ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I asked him the direction of kiblat.. he pointed out the direction, and asked me whether i brought the shalat tools with me. I told him that I was in a rush of a meeting, and would check whether I brought the shalat tools later.&lt;br /&gt;Then.. I went to the meeting.. the exausted meeting (the detail in the next posting)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When I came back to my room.. my god, there was a complete shalat tools, some magazines and newspapers... wow.. never asked one...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have traveled to this country several times, and never got this kind of hospitality as it is.. I thought it was just because I gave him a big tip. Usually I give them half of that amount.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;The power of money...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-474677481748971956?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/474677481748971956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=474677481748971956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/474677481748971956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/474677481748971956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/05/power-of-money.html' title='Power of Money'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-6166021139647569746</id><published>2008-06-02T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T04:29:13.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curhat Emak2 - Bag 2</title><content type='html'>Sebenernya ini curhat emak2 entah bagian keberapa.. maklum kerjanya curhat mulu nih ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini berkaitan dengan kenaikan BBM.. semua barang naik juga, sebagai konsekuensinya.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai emak2 biasa, ya sudah, ngikut aja sambil ngedumel.. walo kesel luarbiasa gara2 PLN dengan semena2 matiin listrik di rumah sampai 12 jam gara2 kurang daya (bilang aja hemat BBM), sehingga sang udang, sang ikan, sang ayam, yang aku beli dengan susah payah cari diskonan tuk dikonsumsi selama seminggu itu basi.. huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siang ini, abis makan siang, ceritanya kita emak2 di kantor mau cek harga di superstore belakang kantor. Namanya juga superstore, pasti harganya juga super (super mahal). Iya sih, tapi kadangkala dia telat up date harga.. misalnya harga barang X di luaran udah naik 10%, di superstore ini belum. 2 minggu kemudian baru naik. agak telat.. telat yang menyenangkan. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the superstore. &lt;br /&gt;Kecewa, ternyata kali ini dia update. Harga2 sudah disesuaikan, naik semua. fyuh, yo wis. Belanja semurah2nya daah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antri di kasir. Di depanku ada seorang perempuan cantik nan trendy lagi transaksi, belanjaannya sudah 3 troli, di layar monitor kasir tampak : 2 juta sekian.. "oh, orang kaya belanja bulanan. biasa" itu pikirku. Eh, trus sang kasir memasukkan beberapa kode lagi ke mesinnya berdasarkan nota yang diberikan si perempuan cantik tadi, si angka di monitor bertambah dengan cepatnya... 3 juta.. 4 juta.. 5 juta.. "oh pasti salah input" itu pikirku.&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata angka terus bertambah hingga mencapai 8 juta sekian, hampir 9 juta. Setelah melihat angka itu, si cantik itu mengeluarkan kartu plastiknya. Bayar belanjaannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huah! 8 juta sekali belanja bo! Hari ginihhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh ironis.. &lt;br /&gt;Sungguh membuat iri hati emak2 yang lagi antri di belakangnya, yang buat selisih harga 10 rebu untuk sekotak susu aja sampe harus protes2 sama kasir &amp; balik lagi ke rak susu untuk konfirmasi harga (biasa, harga di rak lebih murah dari harga di mesin ksir)....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-6166021139647569746?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/6166021139647569746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=6166021139647569746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6166021139647569746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6166021139647569746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/06/curhat-emak2-bag-2.html' title='Curhat Emak2 - Bag 2'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8026539439455996912</id><published>2008-05-23T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:59:01.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today..</title><content type='html'>Today, 4 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;Ga terasa udah 4 taun ya?&lt;br /&gt;No surprises, no extra-romanticism.. no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;berjalan kayak biasa aja..&lt;br /&gt;It just feel so unbeliaveble that WE have gone through these 4 years together, in good and bad times...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, forever and ever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8026539439455996912?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8026539439455996912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8026539439455996912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8026539439455996912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8026539439455996912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/05/today.html' title='Today..'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-1598520636622730269</id><published>2008-05-22T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:18:30.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curhat Emak2</title><content type='html'>Urusan pembantu.. urusan domestik yang satu ini selalu jadi primadona untuk emak2..&lt;br /&gt;Konon ada yang bilang gini : ga ada pembantu susah, ada pembantu juga susah,hehe. lho lho.. jadi gimana dong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang jelas, aku lagi huwek banget deh sama urusan pembantu ini. Gara2 susah dapet pembantu baru, akhirnya aku ambil juga tuh pembantu dari suatu agency penyalur pembantu rumah tangga.. dengan jaminan, dengan omongan manis.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu 1&lt;br /&gt;Setelah interview 3 calon, akhirnya terpilihlah satu orang untuk jadi pembantu di rumah. Waktu interview paling lancar &amp; reasonable. Tapi udah di rumah, kok lain ya? Ngakunya orang Ciamis. tapi diajak ngomong sunda ga ngerti. Selidik punya selidik, dia lahir dan besar di jakarta. mungkin belum pernah ke ciamis. mungkin ciamis itu cikal bakal leluhurnya. Dan ternyata jorok, jarang mandi &amp; rambutnya berkutu. Dan ternyata lagi, suka pake barang (termasuk handphone) punya pembantu yang lain di rumah. Dan ternyata lagi, suka bongkar2 lemari temen sekamarnya &amp; ambil duwitnya! kacau. Pulangin ajah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu 2&lt;br /&gt;Dapet gantinya. Jauh lebih muda dari versi 1. Pediem. Jarang bgt ngomong. Ga ada masalah. tapi baru 5 hari, minta pulang, katanya ga kerasan. Selidik punya selidik, ternyata dia perokok, dan keberatan karena dilarang merokok di rumah.. ya iyalah.. majikannya aja kaga ada yang ngerokok gitu loh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu 3&lt;br /&gt;Dapet gantinya lagi. Versi 3 ini kita ga interview panjang lebar, cuman ngobrol dikit, ya udah kita bawa pulang. Suaranya agak mengganggu. Udah gitu suka sok akrab sama my baby. Lewat 1 minggu. hebat.. eh, minggu kedua, gara2 aku kasih duwit gajian 2 minggu, dia minta cuti. katanya pasti balik. tapi keliatan bgt, kalo semua barangnya dibawa. Selain itu, dia juga bilang sama si pengurus agency kalo dia ga mau balik lagi. Konyolnya, pas kita dateng ke agency untuk anterin si versi 3 ini, si pengurus itu lagi transaksi untuk menyalurkan si Versi 3 ini. ngaco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu 5&lt;br /&gt;Dapetlah Versi 4. kagak pake interview. Kagak pake training. udah males &amp; skeptis. biar si pembantu senior aja yang ngurusin dia. Orangnya kalem, sopan, lemah lembut, bersih. Masak ga terlalu enak, tapi masih bisa ketelen. ya, mayan dah. baru seminggu udah kita ajak jalan2 ke bandung. eh, minggu ke2 minta cuti 1 hari mo nengok suaminya. katanya balik (skeptis). ternyata beneran balik (surprise!). tapi besoknya si pembantu senior telpon aku, katanya si Versi 4 ini kabur gitu aja membawa semua barangnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. that's it!&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;Tidak mau lagi urusan sama si agency penyalur pembantu itu!! Cape cape cape..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-1598520636622730269?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/1598520636622730269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=1598520636622730269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1598520636622730269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1598520636622730269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/05/curhat-emak2.html' title='Curhat Emak2'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8416395586085600749</id><published>2008-05-19T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T15:07:00.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kejepit</title><content type='html'>Beginilah kalo hari kejepit..&lt;br /&gt;Kemarin hari minggu libur.. hari ini masuk sehari &amp; besok libur nasional...&lt;br /&gt;Suasana kerja? jangan ditanya.. kantor sepii.. banyak yang cuti.. kerja juga males bgt deh, kepikiran buat besok mau ngapain, mengisi libur yang cuman 1 hari di tengah minggu, di tanggal yang tidak bersahabat (belum gajian)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8416395586085600749?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8416395586085600749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8416395586085600749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8416395586085600749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8416395586085600749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/05/kejepit.html' title='Kejepit'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8943216530153653112</id><published>2008-05-13T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:58:53.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring guest</title><content type='html'>Feel so exhausted since have no rest for the last week end.. and have to be a nice host for a bumbling-boring-overseas guest. Huah... What the hell he's talking about? &lt;br /&gt;The first 10 minutes we talking bout business. Okay. Get it. I'm in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happen for the rest 30 minutes?? whoala... &lt;br /&gt;Talk about the fuel price, the economic situation in the global world, the trafic in Hongkong and some other countries, elections, politics, golf.. etc etc.. with A BUMBLING SOUND! even the lips are not moving. Ngegerunyem. How can I understand what he's talking bout??? &lt;br /&gt;So what I do is sit down nicely, smile, pretend that i am interested for all the things he said.... all I understand very well is : "Don't come to Singapore this September, there will be an F1 race, so everything will be very expensive"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8943216530153653112?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8943216530153653112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8943216530153653112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8943216530153653112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8943216530153653112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/05/boring-guest.html' title='Boring guest'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4933679429772995885</id><published>2008-05-13T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T03:17:02.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Notice</title><content type='html'>Having a spontaneous boss is exciting.. sometimes. And sometime very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Just like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss came to my cubicle, took my calendar and said : " Make an appointment with Mr. X between these days. We have to see him urgently." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, as requested, I made him an appoinment. Have to call Mr. X three times to fix this arrangement. After everything's ok, I came to the boss' room, informed him that the appointment fixed already, and he said.."Well done." then he called his new secretary, and sez : "Arrange the accomodations and everything. Me and her -he pointed at me- have to go to Mr. X's office for a negotiation."&lt;br /&gt;Me? &lt;br /&gt;Further the boss sez: "Oh yes, please ask your husband's permission, you have to go with me to see Mr. X. You can go, can't you? Only 2 days.. I need your assistance."&lt;br /&gt;Another overseas trip... at a very short notice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4933679429772995885?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4933679429772995885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4933679429772995885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4933679429772995885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4933679429772995885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/05/short-notice.html' title='Short Notice'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7222505380793543302</id><published>2008-05-12T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T03:17:27.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget</title><content type='html'>I want to write something.. then suddenly I forget what I want to write.. too many ideas.. and everything is gone. hehehe.. kacau kacau..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7222505380793543302?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7222505380793543302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7222505380793543302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7222505380793543302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7222505380793543302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/05/forget.html' title='Forget'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4211634514837266415</id><published>2008-05-05T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T03:50:59.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biasa...</title><content type='html'>Sepertinya harus mulai membiasakan diri untuk .... berganti2 pembantu &amp; dibohongi pembantu. Sebel, kesel &amp; sedikit frustasi sebenernya. rekor tlah tercipta : dalam 1 bulan ini udah 4 kali ganti pembantu! bujubuneee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini berawal dari kepergian pembantuku yang baik hati &amp; konyol itu... karena sudah terdesak &amp; tidak ada pengganti dalam waktu dekat, jadilah aku mendarat di sebuah yayasan penyalur pembantu.. setelah negosiasi &amp; interview panjang lebar - bak interview seorang profesional - akhirnya deal juga tuh satu orang. Cuma satu minggu, sudah cukup bikin aku &amp; seantero rumah gerah. Tuker deh. Gantinya oke, walaupun agak misterius. Tapi hari ke 6 dia minta pulang, katanya ga kerasan. Tuker lagi. Gantinya.. dibilang oke juga engga. karna udah kepepet, ya udah ambil deh orang ini. Awalnya sih biasa aja, walo sulit sekali menemukan chemistry itu (btw, sama pembantu juga kudu ada chemistry loh). Dan tepat setelah hari gajiannya - walau belum sebulan sudah aku gaji pro rata, karna udah ganti bulan; just like the pros do- dia minta cuti. alasan klise : keluarga &amp; masalah dengan suami. 1 minggu, pasti balik, katanya. Kembali ke yayasan itu, ih, bosen deh. Ada gantinya. Agak curiga, karna si pengelola tidak meminta bayaran tambahan untuk si penganti sementara ini. Semuanya sama, begitu katanya. Dan dia juga berkata  kalau si pembantu lama tidak kembali, ya pake aja orang ini...&lt;br /&gt;Hah? maksudnya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lama, telpon genggam si pengelola berbunyi, dia minta ijin menerima telpon itu di luar ruangan, oh ada transaksi.. lho lho, kok yang disebutkan itu ciri2 si pembantu aku yang katanya cuti pasti balik lagi itu? Rupanya dijual lagi ke orang lain sama yayasannya.. hrrggghhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeeh.. ndilalah.. ternyata menurut sumber2 yang dapat dipercaya, si pembantu yang ngakunya cuti &amp; janji pasti balik itu memang sudah berniat berhenti. Bahkan sebelumnya dia mempengaruhi pembantu2 di sekitarku untuk mengikuti jejaknya, bergabung ke yayasan dia. Alasannya? Easy money pasti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, siapa bilang cari kerja di Jakarta sulit? siapa bilang ga punya keahlian menyebabkan kesulitan cari uang di Jakarta? Gabung aja sama yayasan2 penyalur model gitu, seminggu minta balik. Dibayar seminggu tuh. Besoknya udah dapet kerja lagi kok. Kalopun bikin salah ga ada masalah, paling dipecat si majikan. Tinggal balik ke yayasan, besoknya udah kerja lagi di tempat lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hih! Cape deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku jadi bingung, sebenernya siapa yang bodoh &amp; dibodohi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4211634514837266415?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4211634514837266415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4211634514837266415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4211634514837266415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4211634514837266415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/05/biasa.html' title='Biasa...'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5283614526300089750</id><published>2008-04-28T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:46:12.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>Today..&lt;br /&gt;32 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh,32, so old huh?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking what I have done for those years..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have finished my school time. Got married to an almost perfect man. Have a beautiful lovely baby. Got a quite good job. &lt;br /&gt;So, who am I anyway? &lt;br /&gt;Still need extra time &amp; extra energy to define who am I, and what I want to be..&lt;br /&gt;Already 32 years old, but still looking for the definition.. pathetic.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, I define my self is a 32 years old working mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5283614526300089750?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5283614526300089750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5283614526300089750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5283614526300089750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5283614526300089750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/04/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4676496306019434146</id><published>2008-04-08T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:52:22.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bisa karena biasa</title><content type='html'>Katanya orang bisa karena biasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidak pernah merasa bisa berbahasa Inggris dengan baik, baik tulis menulis, apalagi berbicara.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi pekerjaanku ini mengharuskan aku banyak berdiskusi dengan bahasa itu, baik bertemu muka ataupun hanya di telepon. Pertamanya, agak canggung. Sulit sekali rasanya mengeluarkan ide-ide &amp; pertanyaan2 yang mengemuka di kepala; sambil memaki diri sendiri, kenapa aku begitu bodohnya dalam berbahasa internasional ini, dan kenapa tidak ada keberanian dari dalam diriku untuk berbicara.. takut salah &amp; malu2in. Padahal, kalau melihat skor TOEFL aku sih mustinya semua akan baik2 saja.. teorinyaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu, mendengarkan orang berbicara kadang membuat bingung &amp; merasa bodoh, karena aku tidak mengerti apa yang dia bicarakan. Betul, orang itu memakai bahasa Inggris biasa, tapi logatnya yang kadang membuat semuanya menjadi tidak nyata. Kalau bertemu muka, masih bisa membaca gerak bibirnya, kalau di telepon? Ooooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi karena segala keterpaksaan ini juga, aku memang betul2 dipaksa untuk berbicara, dari sekedar berbicara masalah bisnis sampai ke masalah sehari2, politik, kesehatan, anak, pembantu, even girls' talk; jadi biasa dilakukan... bahkan terhadap yang dialeknya aneh sekalipun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu perasaan takut kalau harus bertemu orang asing yang datang berkunjung merupakan suatu kebiasaan..  sekarang sudah mulai biasa.. biasa takut.. hehe. Dulu perasaan sebal kalau atasan2 pergi dan aku yang harus menemani orang-orang asing itu selalu muncul. Sekarang sudah mulai biasa.. biasa ditinggal sendiri... hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya gitu deh, mungkin memang bisa karena biasa ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4676496306019434146?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4676496306019434146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4676496306019434146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4676496306019434146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4676496306019434146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/04/bisa-karena-biasa.html' title='Bisa karena biasa'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5126930676928899824</id><published>2008-04-07T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:40:47.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pergi</title><content type='html'>Orang bilang, kita akan merasa bahwa kita mencintai &amp; membutuhkan seseorang jika orang itu pergi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that the above phrase is a bull shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kemudian...&lt;br /&gt;Pembantu di rumahku mendadak berhenti..&lt;br /&gt;Dan susah cari gantinya dalam sekejap - seperti biasa..&lt;br /&gt;Baru berasa kehilangan si nona satu itu..&lt;br /&gt;Pun ketika sudah ada gantinya.. tetep aja teringat2 masa2 dia berdinas di rumahku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emang susah ya cari pembantu yang baek &amp; bener...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5126930676928899824?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5126930676928899824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5126930676928899824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5126930676928899824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5126930676928899824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/04/pergi.html' title='Pergi'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-3958151269828574826</id><published>2008-04-01T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:12:27.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hajatan</title><content type='html'>"Well done! Just confirm their firm order."&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulation, you do a good job."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu bunyi sms-sms yang aku terima siang ini, yang satu dari bosku, yang satu lagi dari mantan bos tempat aku bekerja disini tapi belum pernah jadi bos aku. bingung? hehe.. no need lah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiyah.. selesaaaaiiiiii...........&lt;br /&gt;Selesai sudah hajatan besarku di perusahaan ini. 50% beban kerjaku selama setahun. Pembuktian 'bisa-apa-tidak-si anak muda ini bekerja'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BISA KAN, BAPAK? BISA KAN IBU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah segala jungkir balik otak..&lt;br /&gt;Segala daya upaya, semua ilmu dikeluarkan..&lt;br /&gt;Segala argumentasi..&lt;br /&gt;Segala daya imajinasi...&lt;br /&gt;Segala konsultasi..&lt;br /&gt;Segala presentasi di overseas companies.. (model sales door to door, maklum jalan kaki dari satu kantor ke kantor laen bawa2 file. berat &amp; cape)&lt;br /&gt;Segala basa-basi..&lt;br /&gt;Segala tarik-urat negosiasi..&lt;br /&gt;Seluruh waktu termasuk overtime kerja hari minggu di rumah (maapin mama ya my baby..)&lt;br /&gt;Segala ilmu menekan perasaan..&lt;br /&gt;Seluruh kesabaran yang pernah aku miliki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua tertumpah ruah 2 bulan terakhir ini.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan selesai.. &lt;br /&gt;Fyuh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih bosku.. yang sangat-sangat mensupport aku..&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih asisten2ku.. yang rela aku omelin tanpa henti kalo datanya tidak sesuai yang aku minta...&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih my hubb &amp; my baby, yang memperbolehkan aku bersibuk-sibuk &amp; ber-stres-ria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikmah dari project ini:&lt;br /&gt;- Networking, networking, networking...&lt;br /&gt;- Pentingnya punya bos yang berpengalaman &amp; mengerti secara teknis.. &lt;br /&gt;- Pentingnya punya asisten yang bisa mensupport, baik data, ide, basa-basi dan menciptakan excuses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pantesan bos-bos aku yang dulu sedih bgt aku resign ya.. ternyata aku baru menyadari bahwa aku ini adalah asisten yang hebat untuk mereka.. hehehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-3958151269828574826?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/3958151269828574826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=3958151269828574826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3958151269828574826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3958151269828574826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/04/hajatan.html' title='Hajatan'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-3582391378127707512</id><published>2008-03-29T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:43:17.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>Just received good news that my best friend will be getting married soon.. Hope the ONE is the chosen ONE, the right ONE, the best ONE for you, the gift from the Lord for your patience and everything.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy when you're happy, my dear friend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-3582391378127707512?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/3582391378127707512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=3582391378127707512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3582391378127707512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3582391378127707512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-2978593537459940507</id><published>2008-03-28T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:22:43.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belajar Baca</title><content type='html'>Dapet tugas : buat summary untuk seluruh rekan bisnis terutama yang overseas, dari sisi management &amp; financial. minggu depan presentasi di depan BOD &amp; BOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke bos! gampang dah, cukup liat dari annual report mereka aja kan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyataaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pusyiiing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pusing karna kaga ga punya background ekonomi dan kudu membaca financial statement... mana beda2 pula formatnya.. halaaah... tuluuung...&lt;br /&gt;jadi capital yang mana? dijumlahin yang mana aja?&lt;br /&gt;equity?&lt;br /&gt;sehat atau tidak?&lt;br /&gt;untung atau tidak tahun lalu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh bodohnya aku...&lt;br /&gt;kalo lagi gini berasa banget.. berasa betapa bodohnya diriku ini.. huhuhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah pada pulang pula nih orang2..&lt;br /&gt;oce deh, nanti senin aku bawa ke orang accounting aja ni financial statement.. minta diajarin bacanya bagaimana... menyerah.. nyerah.. kukibarkan bendera putih ini... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya cuma kuli di industri ini..&lt;br /&gt;saya tidak memiliki dasar ekonomi yang benar...&lt;br /&gt;tolong dimengerti...&lt;br /&gt;huah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa perlu sekolah lagi ya???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-2978593537459940507?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/2978593537459940507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=2978593537459940507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2978593537459940507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2978593537459940507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/03/belajar-baca.html' title='Belajar Baca'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4550289390211264877</id><published>2008-03-14T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T04:08:40.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh!</title><content type='html'>Setelah berminggu-minggu disibukkan oleh satu proyek ini.. the biggest project for me in this company.. buat nunjukkin kontribusi terbesarku di sini... today is the D Day.. semuanya smooth.. even too smooth.. semua ide2 ku diterima dengan tangan terbuka. begitu mudahnya. &lt;br /&gt;selesai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakit kepalaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;ga enak badaaann...&lt;br /&gt;capeeeee....&lt;br /&gt;capeeee...&lt;br /&gt;capeee..&lt;br /&gt;capee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ibu, ada undangan main bowling di EX sore ini. Saya sudah confirm Ibu bisa datang"&lt;br /&gt;"Mbak, udah kelar kerjaannya kok kusut? bukannya lega?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sukses ya bu renewalnya? Selamat ya.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sukses?&lt;br /&gt;Kelar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaknya belum tuh...&lt;br /&gt;Perasaanku berkata bahwa ini belum selesai.. memang belum selesai 100%, tapi yang tersulit telah dilewati.. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi tetep aja.. masih ada yang mengganjal...&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;gara2 denger komentar si orang aneh, yang mempertanyakan kapabilitas aku.. "emang dia bisa?" gitu katanya..&lt;br /&gt;sungguh menyebalkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengen pulang, makan sup kepiting hangat, minum teh manis hangat, mandi air hangat, tidur seminggu penuh.... hibernasi... oooooh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4550289390211264877?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4550289390211264877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4550289390211264877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4550289390211264877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4550289390211264877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/03/argh.html' title='Argh!'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8964770882524567946</id><published>2008-03-10T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T03:37:58.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Trip</title><content type='html'>Everytime i hear the word "overseas business trip" the only thing in my mind is : cool! superdeeeeduper. a good way of business, as you can have lots of sightseeing while you're on business.. and in company's charge as well.. very cool indeed...&lt;br /&gt;thus, every time my boss or colleage have to go to this kind of trip, i get green with envy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of associate from KL came by for a business trip here in Jakarta.. and he said that overseas business trip is an exhausting trip.&lt;br /&gt;Weird huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until... &lt;br /&gt;I have to go for an oversea business trip for 4 days... thought it was cool, and i know that it really exhausting! and i have no time for the sightseeing.. even the shopping could only be arrange after dinner.. and i have to buy new shoes.. as my shoes taking me over one building to another within blocks, which was non economical to taxi... aaaaah... my feet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however... stil not 'kapok' yet.. am look forward to the next trip... hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8964770882524567946?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8964770882524567946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8964770882524567946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8964770882524567946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8964770882524567946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/03/business-trip.html' title='Business Trip'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-960785671275067777</id><published>2008-01-27T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:55:15.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedih</title><content type='html'>Bapak Suharto, orang yang paling disegani itu akhirnya tutup usia..&lt;br /&gt;Sedih juga.. emang sih ga kenal langsung, dan lagi terlalu banyak cerita2 jelek ttg beliau dan keluarganya, but still, Pak Harto juga manusia.. dan hidup seperti apa yang dialaminya dengan segala macam intrik2 di sekitarnya itu ya?? at least he deserve to be rest in peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari yang lalu, baru dapat kabar bahwa corporate legal manager kami tutup usia.. sedih bgt.. karena beberapa hari sebelum kepergiannya kita sempet cerita2, dan wajahnya cerah sekali waktu cerita bahwa visanya sudah keluar dan akan menengok cucunya nun jauh disana... ternyata itu cerita2 terakhir.. karena beliau tidak pernah kembali lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat jalan Bapak, selamat jalan Ibu..&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Tuhan memberikan tempat yang baik bagi Anda berdua disana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snif... sedih beneran..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-960785671275067777?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/960785671275067777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=960785671275067777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/960785671275067777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/960785671275067777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/01/sedih.html' title='Sedih'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8207380612309229679</id><published>2008-01-27T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:56:50.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, oh life...</title><content type='html'>Life is so funny...&lt;br /&gt;At the begining, my involvement in this cubicle is to lead this division and report to the boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further, the boss chose one of his people to be my direct boss, to lead this division.., so i report to the direct boss only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, my direct boss resigned.. so i move back to my first position... to lead the division, report to the boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the newest development, the boss resigned.. so i work all alone... coz the big boss is more in other side of the business.. yes, i still have to report to the big boss, but in very different way, as i have to speak in non technical language for all these technical matters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just.. so.. wierd.. so funny.. unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;and i just follow what my destiny calls...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8207380612309229679?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8207380612309229679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8207380612309229679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8207380612309229679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8207380612309229679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-is-so-funny.html' title='Life, oh life...'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-97613825776942065</id><published>2008-01-16T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T03:06:42.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another compliment.. narsis bener ya?</title><content type='html'>just have a meting with a very senior gentleman from London, with his 3 colleagues.. as usual, am the only manager in the room, as all others are directors.. hehehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;i knew this gentleman for about 6 years, but never talk to him directly, always behind my former boss's back....&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, he is still remember me. he said that he know that i am the hard worker-one (instead of my  former boss. huahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said: "it is nice to see you again, and starting new episode of business relationship again. i'm very satisfied with your data presentation, it is so perfect. it is so you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh... rasanya ingin terbang.. hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-97613825776942065?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/97613825776942065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=97613825776942065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/97613825776942065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/97613825776942065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-compliment-narsis-bener-ya.html' title='another compliment.. narsis bener ya?'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-6588576095684130371</id><published>2008-01-11T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T03:57:43.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compliments</title><content type='html'>As a normal human being, sometimes we need a compliments from other people, just to makes us feel good or, even better, to motivate ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received an e-mail of my ex-colleagues as hereunder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"btw mba bukan bermaxud muji or something, tapi jujur aku banyak belajar dari mba, baik sikap or kerjaan, dari segi sikap , aku salut walopun mba udah posisi pemimpin mba tetap low profile, bukan Profile low...hehehe, n kerjaan (salah satu yang buat aku tertarik masuk re karena mba dulu ada disitu, sayang aja semua terlambat, mba udah keburu pindah...ihiksihik... I tell the true..thanx"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another e-mail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"babe terlahir sudah jadi bos, beda sama loe,mba (beruntung deh gw pernah jadi anak buah bos ini yg dpt ilmu byk bgt ...thank yah ..) gw ngerasain sih byk manfaat nya skrg, segala macam itungan kepake bgt di tempat yang baru, malah gw yg sering ngajarin temen2 gw ini skrg."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-6588576095684130371?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/6588576095684130371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=6588576095684130371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6588576095684130371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6588576095684130371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/01/compliments.html' title='Compliments'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8391717853829370460</id><published>2008-01-01T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:46:08.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diskriminasi</title><content type='html'>Adalah sesuatu yang aneh kalo hari gini masih ada diskriminasi, terutama mengenai ras dan teman2nya, juga jabatan dan sejenisnya. Kayak jaman priyayi banget.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ternyata masih ada ya...&lt;br /&gt;Sudah tiga perusahaan yang aku ikuti, di 2 yang lalu tidak (terasa) adanya diskriminasi seperti itu, walaupun ada tidak terlihat kasat mata.&lt;br /&gt;Di tempat ketiga... ada hal-hal yang kutemukan sangatlah lucu. &lt;em&gt;bukan lucu yang 'hahaha' tapi lucu yang aneh&lt;/em&gt; (the backyardigans of nick jr-cast away episode).. tuh kan sampe2 quote nya aja dari film kartun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama... jika ada kirimin kue atau sejenisnya kepada petinggi yang dialamatkan ke kantor... misalnya di hari ulang tahun beliau2, atau hari raya...  biasanya sang asisten akan memotong2 kue tsb (atas izin petinggi) lalu dibagikan ke seluruh umat.. jadi biar kata potongannya kecil, tapi semua kebagian... di tempat ketiga ini? tidak begitu! Kue dipotong, lalu dibagikan hanya kepada segelintir orang yang dipilih oleh si asisten, yaitu para petinggi di masing-masing departemen dan beberapa orang ras tertentu. Kebijakan yang aneh. Ternyata memang sudah jadi kebijakan sejak bertahun-tahun. Sangat aneh.&lt;br /&gt;Bayangkan, jika dalam hari itu ada 5 kue tart ukuran besar.... ?????&lt;br /&gt;Karena kemaren aku sempat melihat di satu meja seorang petinggi ada 3 piring kecil berisi potongan kue tart yang berbeda; sementara di meja anak buahnya kosong. Aneh deh...&lt;br /&gt;Bukannya ngiri karna ga dibagi kuenya-walaupun doyan tapi udah cukup sering deh makan gituan- tapi cara2 seperti itu kayaknya udah our of date bener....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedua.. orang2 yang berpengaruh pada hajat hidup orang banyak hanya  mau berbicara &amp;amp; bertutur sapa kepada ras tertentu saja. Hee?? hihi.. lucu ya.... Lucu, karena orang2 itu pernah mengira aku adalah bagian dari ras tsb, jadi minggu2 pertama mereka sangat ramah. Setelah tau bukan, ya bye bye.. hihi.. ga kenapa2 sih, ga ada rasa sebel juga, cuma geleng2 kepala aja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrounded by weirdos... or am i the weird one??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8391717853829370460?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8391717853829370460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8391717853829370460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8391717853829370460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8391717853829370460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/01/diskriminasi.html' title='Diskriminasi'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7613912778052154190</id><published>2008-01-01T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:30:37.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2007/2008</title><content type='html'>The new year is coming... again...&lt;br /&gt;Thought didn't do something significant in 2007...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I gained a new job in 2007, with a better benefit... but still ... yah.. nothing is perfect..&lt;br /&gt;Thus, my resolution for 2008 is : get a new job! huahahaha! hihi..&lt;br /&gt;But my big resolution is : be a better mom, be a better wife, n be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;Detail will follow..&lt;br /&gt;Yuuuk....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7613912778052154190?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7613912778052154190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7613912778052154190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7613912778052154190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7613912778052154190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2008/01/20072008.html' title='2007/2008'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-4963964982780118132</id><published>2007-12-10T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:30:07.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Background</title><content type='html'>Adalah seorang yang ditakuti, terkenal sangat licin &amp; licik, sudah ada bbrp orang yang berjatuhan karna perilakunya.. dan kata-katanya...&lt;br /&gt;Dan kemarin ada yang jatuh karna urusan background... &lt;br /&gt;Eh, si orang yang ditakuti ini - si yang tidak boleh disebut namanya- tiba2 menghampiri diriku, dan bertanya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia: Kamu backgroundnya apa ya? *muka kusut*&lt;br /&gt;Aku: Maksudnya?&lt;br /&gt;Dia: Sekolah. Kamu dulu sekolah di sekolah ABC ya? *muka kusut sekali*&lt;br /&gt;Aku: Oh bukan.. Saya dari sekolah XYZ...&lt;br /&gt;Dia: XYZ?? Oh gitu ya... *terperangah*&lt;br /&gt;Aku: Ada masalah?&lt;br /&gt;Dia: Oh enggaaa... ga ada apa2, cuma ingin tau aja.. *senyum manis sekali*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sejak itu dia tidak pernah menampilkan muka kusutnya di depan aku. &lt;br /&gt;Cara bicaranya pun lain, sedikit lebih sopan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada apa gerangan???&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata dia benar2 mempraktekkan : "Get to know your enemy"  &lt;br /&gt;Karna ternyata dia baru saja menjatuhkan satu orang karna si orang itu lulusan sekolah ABC, yang sebenarnya sekolah khusus mempelajari ilmu2 yang dipraktekkan di warung ini, tapi tidak sampai strata satu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ternyata nama sekolah aku itu masih sakti dimata orang-orang model dia, sampe ngeper gitu.. huehehehehehe... &lt;br /&gt;Trima kasih Ibu Bapakku, telah menyekolahkan aku disitu.. setidaknya membuat orang usil untuk berpikir dua kali sebelum mencoba menjatuhkan aku...&lt;br /&gt;Dear teman-temanku sesama alumni, ternyata nama sekolah kita masih ditakuti sama orang-orang produk lama.. hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang, tugasku adalah untuk lebih berhati-hati terhadap orang-orang seperti itu, karna pasti akal bulusnya akan lebih canggih....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-4963964982780118132?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/4963964982780118132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=4963964982780118132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4963964982780118132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/4963964982780118132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/12/background.html' title='Background'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-848852409213027818</id><published>2007-12-10T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:00:44.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief...</title><content type='html'>Sungguh melelahkan berurusan dengan para ponggawa dan hulubalang kerajaan...&lt;br /&gt;Di tengah issue 'anti korupsi' yang menyemarak &amp; memekakkan telinga akhir2 ini, tetep aja ada kecenderungan yang sama diantara para ponggawa &amp; hulubalang...&lt;br /&gt;Kejadian ini baru kemarin...&lt;br /&gt;Bapak Menteri pejabat kerajaan mengeluarkan pengumuman yang membuat suasana warung menjadi gerah &amp; tidak meriah.. katanya begini : "Warung kamu secara teknis tidak memenuhi persyaratan yang diperlukan untuk melakukan aktivitas usaha. Kamu harus melakukan perbaikan dalam waktu 6 bulan, kalau tidak warung kamu saya tutup!"&lt;br /&gt;Gubrak!!! Gemparlah warung kecil ini mendengar titah Bapak Menteri yang langsung menggelegar, bak petir di siang bolong...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sebagai penjaga warung, segeralah diriku ditugaskan untuk melakukan penelitian, dihitung satu demi satu seteliti mungkin, dilihat satu per satu sejeli mungkin.. sebelah mana secara teknis yang tidak memenuhi persyaratan itu.&lt;br /&gt;Hasi penelitian : Tidak ada yang menyalahi.&lt;br /&gt;Segera Pemilik Warung tempat aku bekerja menyampaikan kabar ini kepada Paduka Bapak Menteri melalui surat resmi. &lt;br /&gt;Tidak ada jawaban.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ternyata selidik punya selidik, surat tersebut nyangkut di salah satu ponggawa. Salah satu hulubalang mengatakan demikian, dan dia malah mengusulkan agar kami mengakui kesalahan kami. Lho, piye toh? Itu kan kontradiktif.. secara kita ga salah &amp; udah kasih pernyataan ga salah, kenapa juga kudu bikin surat lain yang menyatakan kita salah dan berjanji memperbaikinya?? Ketika ditanggapi begitu, sang hulubalang berkata : "oh, gitu ya? Mungkin surat saudara telah kami terima.. mungkin..."&lt;br /&gt;MUNGKIN??? Jawaban macam apa itu???? Padahal sang hulubalang adalah kaki tangan Bapak Menteri, yang notabene sudah makan bangku sekolah sampai di luar negri sampai S-nya lebih dari satu dibayarin kerajaan. Kok ya ngasih jawaban semaunya begitu. Ga ilmiah. Ga profesional.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Esok harinya, seorang ponggawa yang ternyata memegang surat itu menghubungi Pemilik Warung, dan mengajak kami semua untuk makan siang bersama di satu kedai yang terkenal sangat mahal, untuk berdiskusi katanya.. dan tentu saja sang pemilik warung yang harus bayar. Hal tersebut disetujui. &lt;br /&gt;Acara makan dimulai.&lt;br /&gt;Sang Ponggawa memilih menu yang mahal-mahal, mungkin yang paling mahal di kedai itu. Dan melihat dari gayanya, sangat fasih, berarti dia sering makan disitu.. padahal kalau secara logika hanya orang-orang sangat kaya saja yang mampu makan sering-sering disitu.. untuk makan disitu tidak bisa pakai uang biasa, terlalu banyak lembaran yang harus dihitung, jadi harus pakai uang plastik... &lt;br /&gt;Ditengah acara makan, sang pemilik kedai mendatangi kami dan berkata dengan manis &amp; hormat sambil membungkuk2.. "terima kasih bapak ponggawa. Ini kali ketiga dalam minggu ini bapak makan disini. Kami sangat berterima kasih.."&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God!! 3 kali dalam seminggu dia makan di tempat semahal ini???? Bujubuneeee........&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sang ponggawa cerita panjang lebar, termasuk tentang rencananya merayakan tahun baru di negri nun jauh di belahan eropa sana bersama keluarganya, yang harus dibatalkan karena sang istri baru saja kembali dari Milan &amp; Madrid... aku harus mengunci rapat mulut usilku yang hendak berkomentar: "Milan &amp; Madrid? Pasti istri Bapak supermodel!" hihihihi...&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya dia memutuskan untuk berliburan sekeluarga di negara bule lain di belahan lain kerajaan ini. Untung ga sebut New York, otherwise mulut usilku tidak dapat ditahan untuk berkomentar ttg supermodel tadi...&lt;br /&gt;Untuk jalan-jalan tadi tentunya perlu biaya besar, dan juga urusan visa yang berbelit. Dengan entengnya si ponggawa meminta pemilik warung untuk mengurus visa tersebut alasannya dia sedang repot. Untuk 5 orang! Si pemilik warung menyangggupi... walaupun ketika dijalan pulang dia berkomentar: "Untung cuman visa doang. coba kalo dia minta dibayarin tiketnya segala??" &lt;br /&gt;*pertanyaannya: siapa yang bayar tiketnya?*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Setelah semua makanan habis, sang ponggawa berkata, "mengenai masalah teknis di warung bapak.. sudah tidak ada masalah kan?"&lt;br /&gt;Hoalah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Inti diskusi cuma satu kalimat begitu....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Waktunya pulang.&lt;br /&gt;Ponggawa :"Saya tadi tidak bawa kereta kemari. Bapak bawa kereta apa? Oh kereta kencana mewah sekali itu? Kalau begitu antarkan saya kembali ke kantor Bapak Menteri ya..."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rupanya bapak ponggawa pengen naik kereta kencana mewah buatan Jerman...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dan aku hanya bisa terbengong-bengong melihat kelakuan sang ponggawa yang super norak &amp; ga tau malu itu.&lt;br /&gt;Super oportunis.&lt;br /&gt;Gaji ponggawa tapi bisa jalan2 liburan sekeluarga ke tempat yang sangat jauh.&lt;br /&gt;Gaji ponggawa tapi bisa makan di kedai super mahal 3 kali seminggu.&lt;br /&gt;Edan!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*memperingati hari anti korupsi*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-848852409213027818?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/848852409213027818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=848852409213027818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/848852409213027818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/848852409213027818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/12/relief.html' title='Relief...'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5617879882854230151</id><published>2007-12-05T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:54:22.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perempuan - Jilid 2</title><content type='html'>Meneruskan obrolan perempuan tentang cantik... &lt;br /&gt;Ada fakta yang 'lucu'......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di dunia kerja ini, adalah suatu 'dosa' kalau perempuan yang bekerja tidak ber make-up ketika kerja. Kalau pekerjaannya memang mengharuskan dia bertemu banyak orang &amp; harus tampak menarik &amp; kalau ga menarik akan ditinggal orang; maka emang harus ber make-up lah dia. Setuju!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi banyak rekan perempuanku yang salah kaprah. &lt;br /&gt;Kerjaan cuman duduk manis di dalam ruangan untuk input data &amp; ga ada urusan ketemu dengan siapa2 tapi dandanannya heboh bener...&lt;br /&gt;Dan mereka selalu bilang kalau aku sama sekali tidak mau repot, karna ga ikut ber-make up. Emang iya, kenapa harus repot kan? lumayan loh waktu 1 jam untuk berdandan itu kalau dipakai untuk meneruskan tidur???? hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah diriku, mahluk perempuan yang mungkin dandanannya paling polos di lingkungan kerjaku.. padahal dibilang polos bener juga engga... percuma dong macem2 merk kosmetik pasang iklan jor-joran kalo ga berhasil bujukin kita untuk beli?? hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Awal bulan ini aku bertemu dengan banyak orang, mostly executive atau decision maker suatu perusahaan. Dan sebagian dari mereka itu perempuan. &lt;br /&gt;Dan 90% tidak berdandan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah untuk menjadi orang yang berhasil kita harus menyisihkan waktu yang harusnya untuk berdandan itu dipakai untuk bekerja??? hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;Dan karena aku tidak berdandan, jadi cocok jadi decision maker?? huehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Paling ga udah ada satu kategori masuk.... silly category... hihihi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5617879882854230151?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5617879882854230151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5617879882854230151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5617879882854230151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5617879882854230151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/12/perempuan-jilid-2.html' title='Perempuan - Jilid 2'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7256158760145047370</id><published>2007-12-02T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:05:59.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obrolan Perempuan</title><content type='html'>Baru aja baca blog temenku ttg betapa dia banyak dapet 'pencerahan' di salon kecantikan.. hihihi.. pis piet..&lt;br /&gt;Yuk! Aku juga punya banyak temen yang berani suntik ini-itu demi untuk sebuah kecantikan. Atau pake krim ini-itu yang harganya berjuta-juta. Untung belum kenal sama yang berani operasi plastik.. atau ga ada yang ngaku?? hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertanyaan ibu2 di toilet kantor ketika aku 'beraktivitas' di toilet model ini sering aku denger:&lt;br /&gt;"Lho, masa cuci muka pake sabun gituan? emang ga ke dokter X?" -&gt;aku cuci muka pake sabun cuci muka yang bisa beli di warung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pake bedak apaan tuh? Hah, emang ga perawatan ya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pake krim gituan? emang ga apa2 ke kulit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barang2 yang aku pake itu barang2 yang ga murah, tapi banyak dijual.  Dan khusus buat muka gitu loh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada lagi, kejadian ketika aku mengunjungi dokter kulit ketika alergiku kambuh...&lt;br /&gt;ada pasien yang pake jilbab &amp; cadar.. ketika dia masuk ruangan dokter langsung nangis meraung2, sampe kedengeran ke ruang tunggu... aku tanya si susternya, ada apa. Suster berkata gini, "biasa bu. paling salah perawatan atau pengelupasan kulit wajah. udah biasa. disini tempatnya orang nangis"&lt;br /&gt;Halah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susah ya jadi perempuan???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of emak-emak cantik memberiku input bermanfaat.. obrolannya panjang lebar, tapi intinya just to remind me to take good care of myself. merawat diri. supaya pede dan disayang suami. gitu katanya...&lt;br /&gt;dan si emak-emak itu emang cantik &amp; menarik sekali, walaupun sudah berumur... &lt;br /&gt;ketika aku tanya: emang selama ini aku ga merawat diri? &lt;br /&gt;dia cuman bilang kalo aku emang merawat diri dengan baik, tidak berlebihan, dan bersyukur karna sudah bagus dari sononya (hohoho!) tapi kalau sudah usia 35 tahun kudu lebih ekstra perawatannya...&lt;br /&gt;35 taun kan? masih ada bbrp tahun lagi... hihihihi... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi inget.. di tempat yang lama aku dijuluki cewe2 sono sebage si low maintenance... gara2 ga pernah bergabung untuk melakukan ritual perawatan wajah sama mereka. huehehehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7256158760145047370?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7256158760145047370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7256158760145047370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7256158760145047370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7256158760145047370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/12/obrolan-perempuan.html' title='Obrolan Perempuan'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-2445150123675912450</id><published>2007-12-02T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:46:38.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>November.. always be the 11th month of the year.. hehe... and some things happen in November..&lt;br /&gt;I got my first period in 10th November long time ago..hihi ga penting bgt.. anyway, Hari Pahlawan gitu loh! &lt;br /&gt;And November Rain... &lt;br /&gt;I love the song November Rain.. always love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this November...&lt;br /&gt;I've spent 2 nights in 5 star hotel in Nusa Dua Bali, followed by 3 nights in 5 star hotel in Singapore. Then, 3 nights in a bit downgraded hotel in Puncak.. a nice hotel though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila ya, kayak pejabat aja diriku!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-2445150123675912450?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/2445150123675912450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=2445150123675912450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2445150123675912450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2445150123675912450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/12/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-6385892490421561593</id><published>2007-11-21T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T00:27:24.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motto</title><content type='html'>"Everyday is an adventure"&lt;br /&gt;That is my motto, coz i love adventure and all the new things..&lt;br /&gt;Hope it could inspire myself, and cheer up my life....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-6385892490421561593?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/6385892490421561593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=6385892490421561593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6385892490421561593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6385892490421561593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/11/motto.html' title='Motto'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5579902615781930322</id><published>2007-11-20T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:31:42.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Office-thing</title><content type='html'>It seemes that the disgusting-thing called office politics keep going on and on and on.. like the energizer bunny does... now i'm out of reach, but never know what will be happened to me tomorrow onwards... coz it feels come closer and closer...&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how those people arranged the scenario as complicated as it is... they're got plenty of time huh? so dirty, so smooth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cape deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, this is part of things that the Lord would like me to learn about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One told me : "be carefull, u are the next target! Be good, be strong, be wise, open your eyes widely..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5579902615781930322?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5579902615781930322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5579902615781930322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5579902615781930322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5579902615781930322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/11/office-thing.html' title='Office-thing'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-3401885552311374538</id><published>2007-10-22T23:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:11:37.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes It is YOU!</title><content type='html'>Received an sms text of my friend, my ex colleague, my best buddy in my first office.&lt;br /&gt;She saz: "i'd never know that ur ex-boss really admiring u. he always talking about u with proud, about how smart you are, how successful you are. Even in the management meeting, he mentioned ur name as his reference of some particular cases. And now, as lots of management trainee came in, he always mention ur name as a good example. Now every trainee knows who u r, where u r now, your job and all about ur work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whe????&lt;br /&gt;hihihihihihi.....&lt;br /&gt;the ex boss as mentioned in the sms is a crazy boss, the one who love to talk bad bout me, judge me as the ungrateful-no experience-no skill-person  never want to talk with me in public area  as now we are in the same level...)..&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that deep down inside he IS proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;huehehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-3401885552311374538?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/3401885552311374538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=3401885552311374538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3401885552311374538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/3401885552311374538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-it-is-you.html' title='Yes It is YOU!'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-6322844397483022056</id><published>2007-10-21T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:27:59.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitter</title><content type='html'>As a working mom, one of the most important thing is a person who could take care of your baby while you are working, yes, a babysitter. You have to find the one whom responsible, caring, sensible, nice, clean &amp; neat, good health, good attitude, hardworking.. weleh, kok kayak syarat2 cari pegawai baru di kantoran ya? tapi emang begitulah adanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kali dapet babysitter dari satu yayasan, waktu itu kita belum punya pengalaman, jadi pake feeling &amp; after a short interview, jadilah dia megang my baby selama aku kerja. Awalnya baik2 aja, mungkin karna my baby masih bener2 baby, ga repot ngurusnya. Tapi ketika dia mulai belajar makan mulailah macem2 urusan timbul, yang tiba2 harus pulang kampung lah, yang tiba2 my baby panas sampe 41 derajat ga ketauan kenapa, yang tiba2 my baby stres lah sampe suka tereak2 histeris kalo malem.. ternyata dia males kasih makan, jadi my baby dicekokin jamu bikinan dia sendiri biar mau makan. Plis deh! Namanya juga bayi umur 5 bulan, baru belajar nelen makanan agak padet, kok ya dicekokin jamu??? Untuk ngilangin efek jamu itu kita sampe kudu ke 2 rumah sakit besar di jakarta ini, dua kali tes darah, dan ngabisin uang entah berapa juta (thank God there was an insurance for it.. ). Ngaco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gantinya, sangatlah berbeda. Baiik sekali, rajin, sopan, dan mudah begaul. Yah, walaupun nobody perfect, tapi yang ini cukup ideal sebagai babysitter deh. Kita omongin apapun dia nurut. Kita suruh baca dia baca. Walaupun bayarannya lebih besar dari yang pertama, tapi kita ga ngerasa nyesel tuh. Sampai akhirnya dia harus resign karna suaminya minta dia balik dan ga kerja lagi.. oke deh.. tapi dalam proses dia berhenti itu banyak kejadian ga enak, mungkin emang begitulah aslinya dia... tapi ya udah lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gantinya orang ini, ancur lebur... my baby kayak anak ga keurus. cape deh. Pas lagi desperate, si mantan babysitterku- yang kemaren dipaksa pulang sama suaminya itu- telpon, minta kerjaan. ya udah aku persilahkan balik lagi doong.. semua persyaratannya yang bisa aku penuhin, aku penuhin.  Neko2 bener deh kalo dipikir syarat2nya itu! &lt;br /&gt;1) Transfer uang ke rekening nya untuk transport ke jakarta&lt;br /&gt;2) cariin kerjaan buat suaminya di jakarta&lt;br /&gt;3) lebaran bolah pulang (padahal waktu itu cuman seminggu sebelum puasa)&lt;br /&gt;4) Cuti yang harusnya sebulan sekali (2 hari) menjadi seminggu sekali, alias tiap wik en dia mau bareng suaminya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saking desperatenya, kita oke-in juga tuh kondisi2 aneh itu.&lt;br /&gt;Dan my baby seneng dia muncul lagi (walo kayaknya udah agak lupa, maklum emang ga dibiasain terlalu deket sama babysitter). Akhirnya dia keurus lagi. Cuman kerja si babysiter ini ga serajin dulu, dan komentar2nya juga agak2 aneh... tapi ya sudahlah, yang penting my baby keurus aja! itu yang penting. Karena mengeluh ga punya handphone- dijual untuk biaya hidup di kampung &amp; transport ke jakarta- my hubb dengan baik hati meminjamkan satu handset nya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba waktunya minggu terakhir puasa. Dia minta pulang lebih cepet, karna katanya trauma kalo pulang mepet. Walo aku belum punya cuti di kantor baru ini, aku kasih juga. Advance potong gaji dah aku. nasib. demi babysitter.&lt;br /&gt;Untuk tiket pulang kampungnya itu, perlu pesen. Untuk pesennya karna jaraknya lumayan &amp; biar cepet kita anterin tuh pake mobil... itupun sebelumnya kita bayarin gajinya beberapa hari lebih cepet, supaya dia bisa pesen tiket lebih cepet...&lt;br /&gt;Karena ga punya cukup uang untuk bawa oleh2 untuk sodara di kampungnya (maklum baru kerja sebulan) akhirnya aku bongkarin baju2 yang masih bagus tapi udah ga aku pake lagi, termasuk baju2 my hubb &amp; my baby.. dapet deh 2 dus! Seneng dia...&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa, kita ajak dia jalan2 ke mall, kita suruh dia milih baju untuk lebaran, lengkap deh dari kerudung, baju muslim, sampe selop....&lt;br /&gt;Dan untuk oleh2, tak lupa kita bekelin juga kue2 lebaran, sirup &amp; permen....&lt;br /&gt;Untuk salam tempel, sengaja aku tukerin uang recehan yang masih baru buat dia....&lt;br /&gt;THR juga dibayar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia pulang kampung setelah janji akan balik tanggal 16...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal 16 ga ada kabar. Sms ga dibales. Telpon ga diangkat.&lt;br /&gt;Cek di kamarnya.. ternyata oh lala.. semua barangnya termasuk seragam dines babysitter udah raib, dia bawa pulang.&lt;br /&gt;Aku cek asistenku di rumah, dia cerita emang si babysitter ini sempet terima telpon dari mantan majikannya yang baru punya bayi untuk balik ke sono abis lebaran.. pake handset yang dipinjemin my hubb itu!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dan dia pergi gitu aja tanpa pamit, tanpa bilang ga akan balik lagi. Malah sms si asistenku itu bilang kalo dia mau ganti nomor hp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emosi jiwa deh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dibaekin salah.&lt;br /&gt;Dijahatin apalagi.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi musti gimana?&lt;br /&gt;Gajinya dia itu udah diatas rata2...&lt;br /&gt;Semua persyaratan udah dipenuhi...&lt;br /&gt;Emang gombal!&lt;br /&gt;Cape deeeh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Don't be too nice to your babysitter! Biasa-biasa aja deh. Bisa nurus tunjung dia! (halah, basa naon deui ieu teh..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-6322844397483022056?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/6322844397483022056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=6322844397483022056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6322844397483022056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/6322844397483022056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/10/babysitter.html' title='Babysitter'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-1881025238638921674</id><published>2007-10-08T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:53:15.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survive</title><content type='html'>I always believe in destiny, that all the things that i have to go through is for my best, and for good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like these days, when am feel so damn trapped and drowned by this crazy company (thank you to my crazy friend who introduced me to this mess).. felt so frustrated at once, but then i re-call my belief, and she said: you'll be survive as a better person.&lt;br /&gt;voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, i've gone through the 1st stage sucessfully (but am not satisfied at all.. ugh). and nowadays, am trying to enjoy the mess i have to face everyday. and try to find out the bright side of these things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first bright side is : meeting some sophisticated-hillarious working moms!! never found ones like them anywhere before... i gain "hundred things working mom's should know" .. thanks a lot ladies... feel so happy knowing that being a materialistic mom is not a sin at all! huahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bright side... taste lots of good food at good restaurant... for free! even better the company have to pay me for this one.. as the 'meal thing' is become one of my job here.. hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one is dilematic : traveling! i love traveling (for free + spending money!) but i hate to leave my baby at home for days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;But at least i can see the bright side of this crazy big mess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people, please note that... I Will Survive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-1881025238638921674?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/1881025238638921674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=1881025238638921674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1881025238638921674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1881025238638921674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/10/survive.html' title='Survive'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5785143405378833279</id><published>2007-09-19T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:34:16.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa</title><content type='html'>Hari pertama puasa.... jam 2 siang sang office girl nan baik hati datang ke mejaku mengantarkan coffeecream seperti biasanya...&lt;br /&gt;Aku: kok dibikinin kopi? Kan puasa...&lt;br /&gt;OG1: lho emang ibu puasa?? aduh maaf ya bu, saya engga tau.. saya pikir ibu ga puasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu satu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua...&lt;br /&gt;telpon di mejaku bunyi...&lt;br /&gt;Aku: selamat siang..&lt;br /&gt;T: siang.. tumben siang-siang gini lemes..&lt;br /&gt;Aku: iya, ngantuk kalo puasa ya..&lt;br /&gt;T: puasa? emang cici iku puasa?&lt;br /&gt;GUBRAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu dua... udah dikata ga puasa, dikata cici pula. ga sopan bener...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari berikutnya...&lt;br /&gt;Aku: Mbak, nanti magrib minta teh manis ya, saya buka disini..&lt;br /&gt;OG2: oh, ibu puasa ya? maaf, saya baru tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ke.. lima apa enam ya..&lt;br /&gt;situasi: lagi antri ambil wudhu di tempat wudhu depan toilet..&lt;br /&gt;P: masuk aja bu, kosong kok toiletnya..&lt;br /&gt;Aku: ga, saya lagi antri mau wudhu..&lt;br /&gt;P: lho, emang ibu shalat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaah.....empat yaaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cape deh...&lt;br /&gt;susah ya punya muka model internasional gini, bisa dikira berkeyakinan apa aja. huehehehe.. dodol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5785143405378833279?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5785143405378833279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5785143405378833279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5785143405378833279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5785143405378833279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/09/puasa.html' title='Puasa'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-8234741118221724441</id><published>2007-08-15T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:35:06.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24H/D</title><content type='html'>Even the time is relative (yes, thank you mr. einstein), the "24 hours a day" is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;And as a working mom, I always think that 24 hours a day is not enough. It'd be great if 26 hours a day, so you will have extra 2 hours for yourselves; instead of no time to enjoy your goodselves. hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-8234741118221724441?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/8234741118221724441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=8234741118221724441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8234741118221724441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/8234741118221724441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/08/24hd.html' title='24H/D'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-7924457285260998093</id><published>2007-08-06T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:59:30.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali</title><content type='html'>Bali.. yah, siapa sih yang ga tau.. pulau dewata gitu loh..&lt;br /&gt;Terakhir ke Bali waktu masih sd.. berarti udah berapa taon tuh.. hehe.. kemaren ke bali karna dalam rangka annual meeting kantor yang dilanjut dengan gathering. lama deh.. Lama ninggalin rumah itu juga yang bikin aku ga bisa menikmati Bali. Kalo meeting nya mah, ya kenapa juga harus di nikmati.. hehe.. tapi wonder aja, it was so casual! Maybe just because I came from a company with a lots of rules, including dress code etc, this company makes me nervous. No fix agenda. No dress code. Nothing. Hmmm... niat ga sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang jelas setelah seharian dengerin orang ngoceh2 di meeting, akhirnya tibalah juga saatnya santai-santai.. Ternyata ga bisa santai juga, teringat-ingat sama my sunshine di rumah yang ternyata boikot makan gara2 aku tinggal pergi lama.. ooooh...  untuk mengurangi rasa bersalah, maka setiap ada kesempatan shopping, yang aku beli adalah baju dan pernik-pernik lucu buat dia.. ga penting ya? hehe.. abis gimana dong?? Jalan-jalan di sekitar Kuta tempat nginep, ke Ubud.. hmm.. emang udah beda bgt sama yang aku inget ttg Bali. Tapi waktu ke Tanah Lot!!! Yup yup yup.. it's still the Tanah Lot that i remember; the greatest view i've ever seen in this world.. tempat paling favorit aku selama di Bali, dan ternyata masih. Ga ada yang bisa ngalahin. Dear Lord, how can you make a kind of site like that??? Bener-bener memanjakan mata... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kembali, telpon dari rumah, my sunshine masih boikot makan.. waduh.. akhirnya setelah permintaan pertamaku ke pihak travel untuk reschedule flight pulang ditolak, aku usaha lagi. kali ini ga sama si kepala rombongan, tapi ke semua orang travel itu yang ada di hotel. termasuk telpon2 call centre si airline ybs. tapi ga dapet juga. uuuh... saran mereka cuma satu : go show.. nongkrong aja di airport, nunggu sukur2 ada yang cancel.. ya oke deh.. siap2 dah.. eh.. ada si big boss... aku ceritakan permasalahanku &amp; alasan kenapa aku musti segera pulang.. 4 hari my sunshine boikot makan!!!! tak kuduga tak kukira, dia langsung bilang gini, "ganti airline ga pa pa kan? gue usahain ya, lu tunggu 10 menit.." dan dia langsung telpon2... &lt;br /&gt;10 menit kemudian...&lt;br /&gt;"sori, sori, ga bisa. orang travel mane? nah itu dia. Chan, emangnya udah penuh bener ya? ga bisa ngikut di flight yang pagian? urgent ini, anak ga bisa makan bisa repot urusannya..."&lt;br /&gt;si orang travel yang dia panggil Chan itu bilang udah usaha dari sejak aku minta 4 hari yang lalu tapi ga dapet.. penuh... ganti airline juga ga mungkin, padahal downgrade. dasar..&lt;br /&gt;"kalo gitu di upgrade aja ke kelas bisnis. gue yang bayar."&lt;br /&gt;wah, si boss...&lt;br /&gt;ternyata full juga.. disarankan go show juga...&lt;br /&gt;"Lama orang travel kerjanya. kita ke airport aja sekarang. Lu ikut gue. Yuk jalan.."&lt;br /&gt;Pergilah aku ke airport bersama petinggi2 company tempat aku bekerja yang emang mau balik ke Jakarta 2 jam lagi. huehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata keajaiban belum berhenti... sesampainya di bandara...&lt;br /&gt;si big boss: "gue jalan duluan, cari tiket di dalem. Lu ikut gue, koper lu kasih si C aja.. C urusin kopernya noh... ada tentengan? kasih si T.. T urusin..!" Trus dia lari.. dan aku musti ikut lari2an juga ngejar dia.. mana cepet bener larinya buset dah.. wus wus.. pake sepatu tinggi neh, gara2 sendalku kerendem pasir di jimbaran, lengket bgt jadi ga bisa dipake...&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya dia muncul.. "Dapet! Udah boarding pesawatnya. ayuk jalan sekarang. Lu jadinya terbang duluan dari gue. ati-ati ya. punya duwit buat tax ga?" sambil keluarin dompet...&lt;br /&gt;Ada Pak... &lt;br /&gt;Dan akhirnya setelah aku pasang seatbelt, ga sampe 5 menit si pesawat take off...&lt;br /&gt;Oh... how can i thank you Pak??? Ga pernah nemu big boss yang seperhatian ini... mau lari-larian demi anak buahnya yang itungannya masih baru yang jarang urusan sama dia.. hihi.. Tambah lagi, si Pak C yang jadi portir bawain koper aku adalah direktur marketing yang rapi selalu, super jaim dan flamboyan! dan si T itu adalah seorang asisten direktur! huehehehehe......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sunshine.. mama come home...&lt;br /&gt;Bali emang berkesan banget. yang paling berkesan adalah betapa seorang big boss mau ngerepotin dirinya sendiri untuk seorang stafnya... &lt;br /&gt;Semoga ketika aku jadi boss nanti (huehehe!!!!) aku bisa kayak big boss ku ini...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Pak!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-7924457285260998093?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/7924457285260998093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=7924457285260998093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7924457285260998093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/7924457285260998093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/08/bali.html' title='Bali'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-1016548341503380222</id><published>2007-07-31T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T22:18:34.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics</title><content type='html'>sick of the office politics...&lt;br /&gt;just know that i am a victim of it.. &lt;br /&gt;stab stab stab...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-1016548341503380222?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/1016548341503380222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=1016548341503380222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1016548341503380222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/1016548341503380222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/07/politics.html' title='Politics'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-605366101113817401</id><published>2007-07-16T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:51:10.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dillema</title><content type='html'>just received a memo informing that i should attend a meeting in Bali for 3 days, followed by company's gathering for another 3 days. all are free of charges, even get some spending money...&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;yes, i sure wanna go to Bali&lt;br /&gt;i was green with envy when my hubb's office appointed him to go there for 3 days.....&lt;br /&gt;but now?&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna have some more time with my baby, my sunshine, my love of my life...&lt;br /&gt;and thinking that i would be far away from her for a week make me feel blue... huhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why now?&lt;br /&gt;why me?&lt;br /&gt;and i hear the voice again : "This is what u want. I give u what u want."&lt;br /&gt;oh my Lord... thank you...&lt;br /&gt;be gratefull... be gratefull.. be gratefull..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-605366101113817401?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/605366101113817401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=605366101113817401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/605366101113817401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/605366101113817401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/07/dillema.html' title='Dillema'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-5286748678196663079</id><published>2007-07-10T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:31:56.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phone</title><content type='html'>My boss is a respected-old-smart-man. Therefore, he need to be respected by all of his staff, including me. We have to behave very good, as he is a kind of "orang yang susah cocok sama orang".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one sunday afternoon.... my baby played with my cell phone, pretend to be mama whose calling her friend.. "allooooooo...." she said..  i saw the lcd, and gosh, she called my boss!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so i took out the phone and end the call. fyuh... (untung belun nyambung tu telpon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 minutes later, my phone ring.. my boss! "d u called me? is there anything urgent?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whuaaaaaaa!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are about hundred numbers in my cell phone, why my baby pick the wrong one????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-5286748678196663079?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/5286748678196663079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=5286748678196663079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5286748678196663079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/5286748678196663079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/07/phone.html' title='phone'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8909664.post-2792736653080624521</id><published>2007-07-08T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T22:28:15.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sTRESSS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>STREEEESSSS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pls help me God...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8909664-2792736653080624521?l=chommar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/feeds/2792736653080624521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8909664&amp;postID=2792736653080624521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2792736653080624521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8909664/posts/default/2792736653080624521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chommar.blogspot.com/2007/07/stresss.html' title='sTRESSS!!!!!'/><author><name>Chommar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255496275310538783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
