<?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-3562134344726165741</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:43:57.735+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chipiet Diary</title><subtitle type='html'>IDEAS ARE ONLY SEEDS, TO PICK THE CROPS NEEDS PERSPIRATION.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3562134344726165741.post-3468993097095783852</id><published>2010-04-29T14:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:03:09.183+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S9k0KbZD3PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/asrFY83Z_50/s1600/c13fc929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: center; float: center; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S9k0KbZD3PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/asrFY83Z_50/s320/c13fc929.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, know why this morning I showered earlier..? &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" height="50" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/27y0agy.gif" width="50" /&gt;Today was a tiring day, where I should go to the hospital to see my doctor .. huffttt before transferring to my brain like what would happen, and that the said by the doctor told me ... and without even now I have felt in the room until the doctor ... As if the trip to see a doctor only in the eyes flicker .. HUFFFTTT .. I honestly do not like hospitals and dealing with the residents of the hospital .... it wants to run away as fast as lightning ..., but how, can be a big upset me with my parents at home ... Run away because I was lazy to go and listen from the doctor &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" height="50" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/xddp9z.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fullpost"&gt;Without wasting time I could to try left the hospital, but suddenly my brother who is a doctor patted my back from behind and say "Why not go straight ..? Doctor Rudi has been waiting for from last" hufffttt .... pale and weak I followed my older brother's footsteps .. Without I guess I got a glass of hot chocolate from the doctor, Subhanallah ... I was the doctor who deem the enemy, he's nice and caring with me. He made the atmosphere comfortable, because maybe he knew I was a very sensitive and do not like the mad &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2ufvckj.gif" /&gt; and of course, do not forget to remind him to eat ice cream utnuk not excessive, drinking water is too cold, because it is a bad influence for my respiratory system, chances are he will be more narrow... and from now on I shall restrict to stay balanced &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/xqm804.gif" /&gt; and reduce food and drinks that are too cold &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/rtfcs5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/flvjfk.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3562134344726165741-3468993097095783852?l=chipiet-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/3468993097095783852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3562134344726165741&amp;postID=3468993097095783852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/3468993097095783852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/3468993097095783852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-know-why-this-morning-i-showered.html' title=''/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S9k0KbZD3PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/asrFY83Z_50/s72-c/c13fc929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3562134344726165741.post-7490770140261127764</id><published>2010-04-27T22:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:05:25.810+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Award and price from Miku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S9b6EbZaCOI/AAAAAAAAADI/jGoDsdoGU6M/s1600/2uqhlip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S9b6EbZaCOI/AAAAAAAAADI/jGoDsdoGU6M/s320/2uqhlip.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well... some day ago... I get cuties AWARD I think..., hehehe &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/zya42p.gif" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;she's said... me another language.. hehehe, yess of course, another language with her, cause I talk with english but no more... if good feel and great day.... else language that's I talk with Indonesia Language.. yes I from Indonesia.. ^^ and some with arabic...^^ uppss... so sorry, this award from my new friend, she's name is &lt;a href="http://sugary--cream.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Miku&lt;/a&gt; Holla miku... ur price have done I posting... I hope u be fine and have a nice day for u&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sugary--cream.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Miku&lt;/a&gt; thank u so much dear, being with my friend... &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/15ovu6r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3562134344726165741-7490770140261127764?l=chipiet-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7490770140261127764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3562134344726165741&amp;postID=7490770140261127764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/7490770140261127764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/7490770140261127764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/2010/04/well.html' title='Get Award and price from Miku'/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S9b6EbZaCOI/AAAAAAAAADI/jGoDsdoGU6M/s72-c/2uqhlip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3562134344726165741.post-6371536434738153211</id><published>2010-04-27T21:33:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:14:11.374+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S9bqIPad7CI/AAAAAAAAADA/yV69IghHhzQ/s1600/1205341t4mwejrsw8.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/rm2zwj.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Subhanallah tonight ... it rained again, and I'm still struggling with the Sweetest My Diary ... I know .. I know ... &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2jb1qoz.gif" /&gt; my cell phone kept ringing, so make me tired, if your phone can talk maybe he too would say that he was tired ... yupp exactly call my cell phone from my boyfriend who is currently away from my side .. Honestly I really miss her to have at my side ... and not just for now, but for tomorrow and forever ... I know there is much to think to marry him, but I'm sure ... he was the last love in my life ... At night and this rain makes the atmosphere that previously felt tired with school tasks are now starting to feel lighter, even lighter than cotton. Perhaps because of the power of love that she gave me ... though we are far away but we love each other sincerely and even then, I always hoped we would get married till... Amien.. Allahumma Amien...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fullpost"&gt;Upss voice he began to get angry because I was not yet evening prayers ... hehehe I know it's rather difficult in'll tell for the evening prayer, because it was a long evening prayer time .. so often delayed ... Astaghfirullahal adzim.... huufffttt ssttttt...!!!!&amp;nbsp;don't talk anything with my bebz♥&amp;nbsp;okay... ^^ byeee... I'm promise I'll longing u all my friend... &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2wfrebm.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3562134344726165741-6371536434738153211?l=chipiet-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6371536434738153211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3562134344726165741&amp;postID=6371536434738153211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/6371536434738153211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/6371536434738153211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/2010/04/subhanallah-tonight.html' title='Rainy'/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/rm2zwj_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3562134344726165741.post-5590339074095216980</id><published>2010-04-27T20:32:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:39:06.095+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing with my sweetest diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S9biTMchtbI/AAAAAAAAACw/-YaOqQ28kpc/s1600/53pixelmagiavariado.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S9biTMchtbI/AAAAAAAAACw/-YaOqQ28kpc/s320/53pixelmagiavariado.gif" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sweetest miss with my diary .., it's where I put what I feel ..., without exception, although I felt tired and bored with my life ..., Insha Allah I did not feel bored with my sweet diary ... me too long to feel sad because I left diaryku, for the interest is more important than just playing in the diary with graphics cuties ... And I also miss all my sista ... I'm sure she's missed me, hehehe... sista ... miss u so much .... sista I'm so sorry I left you a long time ... because I have to finish my study... &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/kf5qbn.gif" /&gt; And now I'm back, not because of my studied has been completed, but because I'm busy and I do not know what to run where to devote all my sigh complained .... in addition to the My Rabbi and My Bebz♥ .. I scrawled in My Sweetest Diary ... &lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2mwh636.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3562134344726165741-5590339074095216980?l=chipiet-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5590339074095216980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3562134344726165741&amp;postID=5590339074095216980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/5590339074095216980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/5590339074095216980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/2010/04/longing-with-my-sweetest-diary.html' title='Longing with my sweetest diary'/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S9biTMchtbI/AAAAAAAAACw/-YaOqQ28kpc/s72-c/53pixelmagiavariado.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3562134344726165741.post-4049268032462379610</id><published>2010-04-14T12:47:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:06:05.037+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S66iGcSKS9I/AAAAAAAAABo/uI3tiXdhATg/s1600/bears_31.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453474430347529170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EnII5bGHTg/S75ZAsFqQAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jsPmoPg0SqE/s1600/PREMIOSWEETBLOGGER.png" style="float: center; height: 150px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S66iGcSKS9I/AAAAAAAAABo/uI3tiXdhATg/s1600/bears_31.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453474430347529170" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EnII5bGHTg/S75aGn58EjI/AAAAAAAAAJE/d_zk4zBmCb8/s320/PREMIOBLOGIRRESISTIBLE.png" style="float: center; height: 150px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well I get "SWEET BLOGGER AWARD" from my new friend she's name is &lt;a class="tooltip" href="http://laskar-anesachipiet.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="Syakura"&gt;Syakura&lt;/a&gt; it was nice ... I have a new diary and this blog, turned out to be a great concern of my new friends, to have this beautiful award .... thank you sincerely and lovingly to my new best friend named&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="tooltip" href="http://laskar-anesachipiet.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="Syakura"&gt;Syakura&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I have a nice graphics special for&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="tooltip" href="http://francutediary.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="Franny"&gt;♥ My Sista ♥&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in Brazil ... she's always been good to me... and I'm very loving with my loves&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="tooltip" href="http://francutediary.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="Franny"&gt;♥ My Sista ♥&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S66iGcSKS9I/AAAAAAAAABo/uI3tiXdhATg/s1600/bears_31.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453474430347529170" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/16biltt.gif" style="cursor: pointer; float: center; height: 100px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I love my sista ... there's not much I can give only a simple grahics can I give special for &lt;a class="tooltip" href="http://francutediary.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="Franny"&gt;♥ My Sista ♥&lt;/a&gt; may my sista always be in the shade of God ... hopefully in the provision made, in life, and love... Amien... for my sista..., to get link my graphics  &lt;a class="tooltip" href="http://i43.tinypic.com/16biltt.gif" target="_blank" title=""&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3562134344726165741-4049268032462379610?l=chipiet-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/4049268032462379610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3562134344726165741&amp;postID=4049268032462379610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/4049268032462379610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/4049268032462379610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-i-get-sweet-blogger-award-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EnII5bGHTg/S75ZAsFqQAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jsPmoPg0SqE/s72-c/PREMIOSWEETBLOGGER.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3562134344726165741.post-6275679128877094277</id><published>2010-04-12T16:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T16:09:23.864+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I lov u dear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S7E93zzqRfI/AAAAAAAAACY/bgJC3w_CJ6A/s1600/alwaysonmymind.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454208652731368946" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S8LcT1kkz8I/AAAAAAAAACo/V2qzfsr_Jcs/s320/ILU.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: center; height: 198px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 218px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after being satisfied on holiday yesterday ... vacation from blog posts now hehehe lahi me back in my routine to post about what I spent yesterday, yup exactly yesterday afternoon I had an argument with my girlfriend, we fight because of her past come back to disturb our lives today. HONEST I hate the presence of his past, is this a sign of a sense of love for him ...? I do not know that I knew for sure, that I loved her and I was not ready and not ready to lose either of my sight and out of my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fullpost"&gt;if he knows how much I was too afraid to far and lose him ... I loved him so much more than I love hiduku own, how many things he has been sacrificed for me, how special I was loved by him, although sometimes I feel it is inappropriate to in a special treat ... because I felt I was not good for him, I said those words, he's definitely sad to hear my words, he believes, and he promised to marry me. Although I too often hurt and despair with the promise of a man. But somehow for the umpteenth time I trust a man who tried to prove his love for me until the end of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm starting to believe, that every journey there must be magic in it, and now I began to open up with my girlfriend, who first I can not speak out loud of love ... now I can say it started with a confident and assertive .. "That I loved him so much and I was too afraid to lose it .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3562134344726165741-6275679128877094277?l=chipiet-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6275679128877094277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3562134344726165741&amp;postID=6275679128877094277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/6275679128877094277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/6275679128877094277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-lov-u-dear.html' title='I lov u dear...'/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S8LcT1kkz8I/AAAAAAAAACo/V2qzfsr_Jcs/s72-c/ILU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3562134344726165741.post-7052548107478865988</id><published>2010-04-02T05:27:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T05:30:21.267+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord forgive my mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S7E93zzqRfI/AAAAAAAAACY/bgJC3w_CJ6A/s1600/alwaysonmymind.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454208652731368946" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S7Uae94LLjI/AAAAAAAAACg/_rVlu6Nadg8/s320/135926.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 198px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 218px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Masha'Allah ... Honesty is very painful feeling .... businesses that do to the competition blog, to make me sick, until my final project was not completed, I pause for a blog competition. There are prizes of the competition was a very wanted, though it was difficult to accept it ... I spoke to This may also warning me that during much of this can already be wiser for my future ... I'm more concerned that competition rather than my final project. Despite the painful feeling of losing it ... but I do not want berburuk think with all that God has given me, I am sure there are times when I could have the gift. Though not necessarily right now and this time, I was forced to learn patience and sincerity ... all because of God, Lillahita'ala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear My Rabb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allahu Yaa Rabb, if that's not the path to my livelihood away from my life ...., then ... I just want everything because Rida from you. Allahu Yaa Rabb servants give ease to obtain what I need Rabb ... Because only a servant to ask thee and unto thy servant begged for help .... Because you are my Lord ... where I take shelter from all the mistakes and flaws .. Rabbi forgiven servant if the servant has been negligent of all thy commandments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/6yfbyh.jpg" /&gt;...Lord forgive all my mistakes....&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/6yfbyh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3562134344726165741-7052548107478865988?l=chipiet-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/7052548107478865988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3562134344726165741&amp;postID=7052548107478865988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/7052548107478865988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/7052548107478865988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/2010/04/lord-forgive-my-mistakes.html' title='Lord forgive my mistakes'/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S7Uae94LLjI/AAAAAAAAACg/_rVlu6Nadg8/s72-c/135926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3562134344726165741.post-1720667201846514025</id><published>2010-03-30T06:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T05:37:47.259+07:00</updated><title type='text'>different opinions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S7E93zzqRfI/AAAAAAAAACY/bgJC3w_CJ6A/s1600/alwaysonmymind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S7E93zzqRfI/AAAAAAAAACY/bgJC3w_CJ6A/s320/alwaysonmymind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454208652731368946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night I had a fight with my boyfriend .... simple reason, he began to not care about me, I'm tired of knowing her obedience to God. He was late to wake up, and consequently he was not carrying out their duties and obligations as a Muslim. Honestly it makes me disappointed inflamed, though I know how much I loved he very much ... &lt;div class="fullpost"&gt;but he attitude lately is very different, he's annoying ... Masha Allah, sometimes I'm tired of smelling things oversimplify matters of religion .. Yup I was one of the women who are religious ... though I was angry with his attitude ... this afternoon, but I really thought about it last night, even till this morning, I just spent my evening by reading a novel, I'm bored .. maybe for a few days I'll shut up and do not reach ... I want him to think, and realized his mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear my love ....&lt;br /&gt;I honestly love you very much, especially with the way our relationship over this, but allow me to correct your mistake, please act mature and wise ... because one day you'll be a priest for me and my offspring ... Follow the footsteps of our Prophet Muhammad S.A.W. Hopefully one day you can see what I mean&lt;br /&gt;with love from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/i53pk3.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3562134344726165741-1720667201846514025?l=chipiet-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/1720667201846514025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3562134344726165741&amp;postID=1720667201846514025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/1720667201846514025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/1720667201846514025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/2010/03/different-opinions.html' title='different opinions'/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S7E93zzqRfI/AAAAAAAAACY/bgJC3w_CJ6A/s72-c/alwaysonmymind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3562134344726165741.post-5964549264980469459</id><published>2010-03-28T13:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T05:34:47.727+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A good initial preparation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S679cxwNzZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qvtgRbQGv2I/s1600/0167-pencil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S679cxwNzZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qvtgRbQGv2I/s320/0167-pencil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453574869625982354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tonight I had to get things that happen in every day activities... Because tomorrow is a very tiring day for work ... I had to prepare materials for my students ... &lt;div class="fullpost"&gt; what material is appropriate and suitable for them .. especially towards the mid-semester exam preparation .... still stout to be in a correction from the way I teach the way I deliver the material ... Do not let the wrong because my teaching them not to understand any of my courses provide... At least all my students have to monitor my progress and understanding both for coding and channel their logic ... after each of their heads and logic came from my teaching at every session of the meeting ... A good start may be begun from tonight, where I memepersiapkan all the best for them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3562134344726165741-5964549264980469459?l=chipiet-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/5964549264980469459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3562134344726165741&amp;postID=5964549264980469459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/5964549264980469459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/5964549264980469459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-initial-preparation.html' title='A good initial preparation'/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S679cxwNzZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qvtgRbQGv2I/s72-c/0167-pencil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3562134344726165741.post-6152840498107270492</id><published>2010-03-28T07:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T05:37:12.490+07:00</updated><title type='text'>naughty little bears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S66iGcSKS9I/AAAAAAAAABo/uI3tiXdhATg/s1600/bears_31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S66iGcSKS9I/AAAAAAAAABo/uI3tiXdhATg/s320/bears_31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453474430347529170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like naughty little bear who tried to act with honesty yaa I came back in the virtual world .. yaa where the world is mingled with all the things that are not real in life. if the world can live in real life it is not hard to smile ... because all this is too much burden is so incriminate me especially with the things I think are not necessary for the mind ... &lt;div class="fullpost"&gt;bear one of the media to tired me out ... like all that happens is the wood that fell on my head and I ran into the mother bear ...I'm just a little bear that will evolve into an adult world where all the obligations and rights began to be taken into account .... circumstances sometimes forced to be able to live independently ...also state that sometimes makes a small bear was transformed into a big bear wise... so naughty little bears that are not obedient to all commands visible ... there as a kid wants to look and look different from my friends around him .... among so many people only a few who care about it ... life and life must go on with my life as well as for the adult life is not easy nor difficult.Just need courage, patience, and can receive all the behavior that occurs in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3562134344726165741-6152840498107270492?l=chipiet-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/6152840498107270492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3562134344726165741&amp;postID=6152840498107270492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/6152840498107270492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3562134344726165741/posts/default/6152840498107270492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chipiet-diary.blogspot.com/2010/03/naughty-little-bears.html' title='naughty little bears'/><author><name>Puu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03082934258288184167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S67qU3qZeoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gNqz-7rNBzA/S220/piet+Beary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ID3xasCFaA4/S66iGcSKS9I/AAAAAAAAABo/uI3tiXdhATg/s72-c/bears_31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
