<?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-2910470310351267754</id><updated>2011-08-21T01:16:27.296-07:00</updated><category term='schedule'/><category term='routine'/><title type='text'>RoSeMaRy  C.O.R.N.E.R</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is not just a routine..wave and play with .. . :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-3020012975207844187</id><published>2011-08-21T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T01:16:27.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='routine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>Routine..</title><content type='html'>My husband often said that everything is around and my mind had stored it. So, I just have to set &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.girlzone.com/storage/MorningRoutine_lk.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1233433875290" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="200" src="http://www.girlzone.com/storage/MorningRoutine_lk.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1233433875290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind and send to the brain to do it. It is like everyone else that I don’t need to be smart and work harder as already in schedule as normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For study and even in everyday life, I often worried too much of such kind thing that I face. I always expect something beyond my ability. As a result, I ended up with unsatisfaction feeling when it comes to the low expectation result. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I learnt something that I will follow the routine and strick to the schedule. I tries not to do anything ramdomly. &lt;br /&gt;God please help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-3020012975207844187?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3020012975207844187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=3020012975207844187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/3020012975207844187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/3020012975207844187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/routine.html' title='Routine..'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-367922137738524857</id><published>2011-07-07T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:19:04.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Letter..</title><content type='html'>I know this is my exception request to my husband. I asked him to write love letter, write it in papers and send it to Enschede by post. It seems weird for digital era. Letter is gone replaced by e-mail, facebook, chatting, Skype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just laughed and beg me to change my request. I refused. I want him to write with his own style. Life is not just a routine. It is not his style. seems he never said it romantic way how much he love me.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow. He deals with this agreement and I am waiting for his letter coming soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Honey.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-367922137738524857?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/367922137738524857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=367922137738524857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/367922137738524857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/367922137738524857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/love-letter.html' title='Love Letter..'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-1975863446344747411</id><published>2011-07-07T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:13:37.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They drive me CRAZY..</title><content type='html'>Play hard ..study hard..&lt;br /&gt;Breath..breath..focus..focus..&lt;br /&gt;Allez is Goed&lt;br /&gt;Say Cheers..&lt;br /&gt;Meneer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-1975863446344747411?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1975863446344747411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=1975863446344747411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/1975863446344747411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/1975863446344747411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/they-drive-me-crazy.html' title='They drive me CRAZY..'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-7052024487709437978</id><published>2011-02-01T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T12:12:34.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam n Toilets..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/TUhpKZYT9BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uaiWmMU29PM/s1600/amsy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/TUhpKZYT9BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uaiWmMU29PM/s200/amsy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568816566576083986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/TUhoL_3eUOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/HU87hj5o_yM/s1600/amsy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/TUhoL_3eUOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/HU87hj5o_yM/s200/amsy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568815494575575266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/TUhn50BJy5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/xm33IWSuv7M/s1600/DSC04242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/TUhn50BJy5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/xm33IWSuv7M/s200/DSC04242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568815182157302674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I went to Amsterdam for the second time. We were searching souvenirs Holland-features like key rings, magnet, sticker, hat etc. For those of thing, to be honest, I am not really interested in for looking for the souvenir and so my husband. We just bought to make our relatives, colleagues and friends happy. Well, I hope they are happy with the small gift will spread to them soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tiring since we walked for about 2 km return to double. So totally, we had walked for about 4 km in windy day. Oh Amsterdam, What can I say about the city, it just like crowded with people, tram, canal and bikes. Well, part of city is interesting, lots of shops and malls, our eyes just ignore to pretending that we are just addicted to shopping. What a city.&lt;br /&gt;We passed by the Rijkmuseum which is under renovation for unlimited time. Took a picture in front of it, it just like ritual, nothing much to tell about, and finally we had chance to capture inverse ( why I said inverse? See the picture, I Amsterdam .. . SO far, my husband is happy since the last visit 3 years ago, he couldn’t find the I Amsterdam standing text. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be surprising of this city is there is no free-in charge toilet in public places. Whaaaaat?? Yeaa.. for me who addicted to go to the toilet (due to my over-drink during cold weather), it is terrible. I have to pay at least half euro to have my right to go to the toilet instead get the free service of using the toilet. Ok, fair enough finally, because I found that different paid toilet has different service. I found that there are two kind of unique for give the customer service of using the toilet. Either they give us the small candy, nice interior of the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing when I enter the toilet, the door seems like transparent. I was a bit scary since it is “private” moment I guess, and everybody have chance to look of my naked ? Oh no, I keep scary with what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;Later, I just realize that there is the notice that if we lock the door properly, the transparent door will automatically replaced by the normal one, so I can happily urinate inside hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time I found the toilet is very nice and wide. While in the toilet I have a chance to listen to the music with a very good sound system, and inside there are cupboard full of dolls and crystals. More thing is the toilet papers is just colorful, blue, purple, pink, yellow, green are just there, you just grab any color you want. Was it nice?? Well, to be there, I have to pay for about 2 euro ! it is enough to buy best king deal contain cheese burger, cola, and French fries! That is the most toilet fee ever !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-7052024487709437978?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7052024487709437978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=7052024487709437978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/7052024487709437978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/7052024487709437978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/amsterdam-n-toilets.html' title='Amsterdam n Toilets..'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/TUhpKZYT9BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uaiWmMU29PM/s72-c/amsy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-4241047596121503784</id><published>2010-03-10T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T18:51:26.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After One Year...</title><content type='html'>It has been one year since I left Perth for good. I was relieving at that time since I submitted my first draft thesis. I went home alone taking two flight transit in Denpasar Bali. I took Garuda Indonesia flight and had to change my flight number to Jakarta. I left around 6 am Perth time, Brother Syah family took me up to the airport. Really, they are good family, and they have already known what was going on between me and him. Ok, it is not time to reveal my past time. Let it gone by the wind even sometimes, I always remember what was going on me in Perth for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, guess what, I am sitting here back to my office. After one year, I am still struggling with my thesis correction. I was so awful and last time I received one e-mail from my supervisor that I have to address some points which will be negotiated to the research committee that I mind with my first examiner said. Yea, I did it and sent it last Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am waiting for any confirmation. I hope the good news will come over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I had some targets had to be done for one year. Let me lists what I have done and what I haven’t been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, seems that my live start constantly. I always busy with vicious cycle on my work which I shouldn’t do it. Ok, I apologize myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I submitted three papers to both international and national conferences of my thesis. Until now, all are under confirmation. If so, I sent my abstract to the Geological Society of Australia (GSA) which I become a student member. If it is approved then I have to present my work in winter conference in Canberra next July. I also sent my abstract to national conference of Indonesian Association of Geologist in Sengigi Lombok Island on October this year. Well, the last reason why I register as a presenter is because I want to visit its beautiful island. Heard that they have white-sandy beaches which are very awesome I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last silly thing when I send 3 of scientific paper to the UNESCO summer internship for writing in Italy. I got misunderstanding issues regarding my registration. The committee required the social science background (e.g communication study background) for attending its course. The main goal is how to present research work for non-scientific audience on writing. I though that it is scientific course writing. Thus, the committee said I am not eligible for awarded its course. Indeed, I disagreed with the committee’s decision. I argued that for me whom have scientific background, it is good if I got some training in communication issues regarding present scientific issues to non-scientific audience. &lt;br /&gt;Is it easier to train scientists to write information wrapped in non-scientific language? I think so, but again, the committee did not reply my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I had try something. For me, failed means never try. I tried and I failed, and that is I called postponed success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone &lt;br /&gt;God bless you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-4241047596121503784?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4241047596121503784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=4241047596121503784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/4241047596121503784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/4241047596121503784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-one-year.html' title='After One Year...'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-8151745739141926954</id><published>2010-03-03T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T00:46:03.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give my money back..i m so bad today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey, just let you know that I am bored with this thesis correction. Somehow, I want to change my career. Change from geoscientist into geo-journalist, Lol, sounds interesting, right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This bloody thesis makes me upset. The examiner comments are too rude and even he said that my reference isn’t be accepted by any universities whole &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Well, what else, he asked to me revise?? I don’t know, while I m reading the comments, something want to vomit, things that the is yaks animals I don’t want to take care of it anymore…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok, even, I try to write it down instead of addressing the comments. That is what my supervisor recommend to me through his email two days ago. I just read it cause my additional problem suddenly came..Ouh GOD !! please help me out this problems..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I addressed some but the file is in the office, I hope by fixing this im2 modem, I can work at home and no need to get into the internet connection at office.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, my prediction is wrong !! the customer staff isn’t satisfy either and guess ! I went home with a big trouble in my head. I just walk along &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Naripan Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;, even at that time I was under recovery after severe cough last night with some air pollution adding my problems. I don’t want to take angkot ( a public transport, green big van contains 9 people inside).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I visited the shoes shop, I hope I can get a cute shoes, mainly my old boot need to retired soon due to much water during rainy season. I found some, but unfortunately there is no size fit to my foot. Then, I went to the bakery Tabitha bakery shop. It is not big but I want to try whole Bakery in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bandung&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, what taste does it like. So, I decide to buy cheese brownies and cheese bread. These two are enough and I will give to my friend at boarding house. Holy, she is very nice person, she take care of me while I was sick. Yeaa..i want to give this cake for her and friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, plan to do some work revision is out of schedule. I still upset with the internet connection. It means that I will loose of my 100,000 rupiahs just to sign on im2. Oh No.!! I don’t want give it freely to the company ! instead of doing it, I want my money back within the week end by 9 march. So, I asked my sister to come again to the customer office tomorrow morning earlier.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And what I do now? I don’t want to touch any revision works. I want to write which makes me happy. What is that? Writing some novel? Or doing some journalism things.Oh, well, do I have to take any formal studies relate to journalism or I just keep trying?Give me your opinion guys…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To be honest, I have two-true story novels that I project on. Fist is my dormitory experiences and the second is my adventurous travel in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Jogjakarta&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. The one I start to write when I study in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Perth&lt;/st1:city&gt;, I got many ideas and I promise myself to write it down once I came here back in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;bandung&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. The second one is just start&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;in outline. It is a bit weird I thought. But, both are still good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Someday, I dreamed I went travel everywhere in many places; busy, scenic areas, metropolis, quite, dry or wherever. I drop there for work or just interact with local people learning their culture, language and custom and do some social work as a geosciences teacher or delegate the UN organization? ( well, and just remember I need someone to support me). It means that to what I do, I always accompanied by my soulmate. What a beautiful life ! God, please, that is my praying for today…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-8151745739141926954?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8151745739141926954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=8151745739141926954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/8151745739141926954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/8151745739141926954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2010/03/give-my-money-backi-m-so-bad-today.html' title='Give my money back..i m so bad today..'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-179557079593644642</id><published>2009-09-30T00:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T00:59:50.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Find the way back into LOVE.. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;small&gt;May 23, 2009 &lt;!-- by fagustin --&gt;&lt;/small&gt;                 &lt;div class="entrytext"&gt;     &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve been living with a shadow overhead I&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;’ve been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve been lonely for so long&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Trapped in the past, I just cants seems to move on&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve been hiding all my hopes and dreamed away&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just in case I ever need ‘em again some day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve been setting aside time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can’t make it through without a way back into love, oh oh oh..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve been searching but I just don’t see the signs&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know that it’s out there&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There’s got to be something for my soul, somewhere&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Not somebody just to get me through the night&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I could use some direction&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I m open to your suggestions&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can’t make it through without a way back into love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess, I m hoping you’ll be there for me in the end&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are moments when I don’t know if it is real&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I need inspiration&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I cant make it through without a way back into love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I m hoping you’ll show me what to do&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You know I will be there for you in the end&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I found this song lyrics is very inspiring to find the way back into LoVe &lt;img src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For weekend contemplation, Happy all and Enjoy It !!&lt;/p&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/2910470310351267754-179557079593644642?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/179557079593644642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=179557079593644642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/179557079593644642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/179557079593644642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/find-way-back-into-love.html' title='Find the way back into LOVE.. ;)'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-6503110376492186308</id><published>2009-09-30T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T01:01:19.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE, the best I can give to you, WORLD..</title><content type='html'>&lt;small&gt;May 18, 2009 &lt;!-- by fagustin --&gt;&lt;/small&gt;                 &lt;div class="entrytext"&gt;     &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just receive the nice poem, someone gave it on the bus on the way to Perth city. Thanks for sharing &lt;img src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SMILE&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And say “Hello” if you want to SHINE&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;your life is oh! so divine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And you can be Kind,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;even to the blind,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so find out if your Positive Mind,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;will be happy, as Smiling is “No Crime”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;it’s only a chime&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That you create all the time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So let these two virtues, unwind,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;to make you feel oh! so sublime.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At nine, without wine, of course, fine!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Relax Now. Alma&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesituationist.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://thesituationist.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/smile.jpg?w=220&amp;amp;h=146" alt="" width="220" height="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/2910470310351267754-6503110376492186308?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6503110376492186308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=6503110376492186308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/6503110376492186308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/6503110376492186308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile-best-i-can-give-to-you-world.html' title='SMILE, the best I can give to you, WORLD..'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-2399462966003769603</id><published>2009-04-25T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:13:49.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundanese Breakfast Gathering :)</title><content type='html'>Every sunday, my housemates and I together has gathering on breakfast. We share our food n meals and eat together outside on veranda. Because we stay in Bandung, west Java, our food is mostly dominated by sundanese food such as raw vegies, salted fish, sup, friend fishes, soybean cake (the traditional food, made from fermented soybean), tofu (same product from soybean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is menu and some pictures captured during breakfast gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328845630815694338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfPc3iepbgI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mscAvv-dy-M/s200/IMG_5736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The complete menu for Sunday Gathering ( traditional sundanese food; salted fish, sundanese chili sauce (sambal terasi/belacan), friend eggplant (terung), soybean cake (tempe), friend tofu, and sayur asem (sundanese vegies soup).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328843875981772610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfPbRZNox0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tbbOlWNCiKg/s200/IMG_5740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Traditional sundanese very spicy salted fish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a beatiful Sunday, we share and chat happily. Next weekend, we will arrange the same moment and good for us to be relax during weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328847656424415362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfPetcdZoII/AAAAAAAAAEI/ihiJk-5doh8/s200/IMG_5760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoying the food with our styles &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thanks to all my housemates, host for your kindness. I am happy to be with you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-2399462966003769603?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2399462966003769603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=2399462966003769603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/2399462966003769603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/2399462966003769603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/sundanese-breakfast-gathering.html' title='Sundanese Breakfast Gathering :)'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfPc3iepbgI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mscAvv-dy-M/s72-c/IMG_5736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-2506908525470100401</id><published>2009-04-25T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:45:09.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PAST</title><content type='html'>By Ray Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong when I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;But did you have to hurt me too&lt;br /&gt;Did you think revenge will make it better?&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about the past&lt;br /&gt;I just want our love to last&lt;br /&gt;There's a way to bring us back together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;I must forgive you (I must forgive you)&lt;br /&gt;You must forgive me too (we must have to try)&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna try to put things back the way they used to be(honey let's start again)'&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's no sense in going over and over&lt;br /&gt;The same things as before&lt;br /&gt;So let's not bring the past back anymore(no looking back, we can't look back)&lt;br /&gt;(honey let's start again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the good we had&lt;br /&gt;You only keep track of the bad&lt;br /&gt;Though you knew&lt;br /&gt;I never really loved her&lt;br /&gt;Didn't anyone tell you yet&lt;br /&gt;That to forgive is to forget&lt;br /&gt;How can you be mad if you don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;I must forgive you (I must forgive you)&lt;br /&gt;You must forgive me too (we must have to try)&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna try to put things back the way they used to be(honey let's start again)'&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's no sense in going over and over&lt;br /&gt;The same things as before&lt;br /&gt;So let's not bring the past back anymore(no looking back, we can't look back)&lt;br /&gt;(honey let's start again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must forgive you&lt;br /&gt;And you must forgive me too&lt;br /&gt;It's the only thing that's left that we haven't try to do&lt;br /&gt;One thing I'm sure will work&lt;br /&gt;That we haven't tried before&lt;br /&gt;Let's not bring the past back anymore(no looking back, no looking back)&lt;br /&gt;(honey let's start again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-2506908525470100401?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2506908525470100401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=2506908525470100401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/2506908525470100401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/2506908525470100401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/past.html' title='THE PAST'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-1228284239616379641</id><published>2009-04-15T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:46:42.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking About Appreciation</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna share what I saw, to what I feel and to what I did last week when I attended the seminar in my temporary office. One of the Government Institution in Indonesia particularly in Bandung, west Java.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I with two other my friends organize the seminar and talkshow about up date news related to the natural disaster to what happened lately in Tangerang. Note that, what I am sharing here it is not about the technical discussion but HOW do we appreciate the presentar in front of the forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, before the talkshow begin, the participants always sit AT THE BACK first, they dont willing to sit IN FRONT. The MC keep announching to the audience till the first presentar come in front and present his materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only several people especially the students which I think they are forced by their lecturer to keep concentrate on the presentation as part of their assessment :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, is when the presentation is going, many of the audience they keep busy talking discussing with his friends beside him. Seems like they dont follow to what the presenter discussing in front. Thus, it was disgusting as I am the one who sit beside them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, the VIP person who sit very In Front ( I said this because they are Very Important Person, as the head committe of organization). They keep busy with  "their blackberry" weeeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To what I saw I can conclude that :&lt;br /&gt;First, we are less antusiastic to attend the event like seminar or whatever which If I can take the benefit from this event. We gain more knowledge by attending this momoent and listening their sharing to what happened technically in Situ Gintung Dam Demolished, Tangerang, Banten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the less appreciation from us to listen and just "be silent" while the presenter talking in front of the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to what the main committe do with "state-of-the-art Blackberry" is seems they just though that this seminar is like only "promotion event" nothing more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?? it because during the seminar going, only the presenter, panelist, notulent and some of anthusiastic participants who keep concentrate to what presenter discussing. The committe just busy with their new sophicticated gadget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I might guaranty that they might open "facebook" hehe..upps..sorry, Obejctively, I try to write not based on the fact..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I write those things above not for unproductive purposes. Those happended not only to them, it probably happended to us when we might not realize that we did it. Let's we learn from those situation. We can do some " morality contract" by do as follow :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Please, try to appreciate people as much as we can&lt;br /&gt;2. Be silent when you are in the seminar and not talking to friends beside you. If so, just whispering and please dont do it more often. Imagine, if you are inside cinema. someone beside you keep talking and Indeed, you fell insult to this situation and therefore, cant enjoy your movie !! Thing about that ..!!&lt;br /&gt;3. If you are not interested with the topic, please get out from the room and you are free to chat with your friends outside.&lt;br /&gt;4. The main committee should give the good manner and attitude. So that, we can absorb the good value of them..heuheu..poor our leader..:(&lt;br /&gt;5. Last but not least...keep trying to change our BAD HABIT. At the first time I know it would be difficult BUT by doing this we have finished 50% from our target !! so...Be Spirit all the time !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Hope my sharing would be our advantage to whom want make our life BETTER !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-1228284239616379641?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1228284239616379641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=1228284239616379641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/1228284239616379641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/1228284239616379641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/talking-about-appreciation.html' title='Talking About Appreciation'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-8413618462546052680</id><published>2009-01-01T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:56:11.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Inspection</title><content type='html'>2nd January, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my second day of 2009 with house cleaning. As a stay in my friend's apartment. I ve to help her clean the apartment.  We havent finished all the cleaning, and suddenly, the agent came and i just grabbed clothes to cover my body, lol..it was so hot here..the temperature could be rich to 37 degree in the afternoon. Then it is predicted to be more humid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, i am starting sweating now..huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna escape to the beach anymore..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to shopping center for making "nasi lemak" after surviving eat the western food. My friend learn how to make it and it is not bad..i like it mainly for salad..love salad very much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho..ok, we re going now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome asian food..i miss you so much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-8413618462546052680?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8413618462546052680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=8413618462546052680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/8413618462546052680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/8413618462546052680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/house-inspection.html' title='House Inspection'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-5942275032023809267</id><published>2008-12-31T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:27:51.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to Jogging..</title><content type='html'>I spent whole Christmas and New year holiday at my friends apartment. It is lovely apartment close to the Swan River, I called it Swan Riverside apartment. Coz, I really love its location. I was so thankful to my friend allow me stay at least one month before I search some new shelter for my nomadic life before ending my master study in Perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SVwnX9B4I3I/AAAAAAAAACM/AlCOb7nTe3E/s1600-h/IMG_2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SVwnX9B4I3I/AAAAAAAAACM/AlCOb7nTe3E/s200/IMG_2169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286143355099030386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huaa..at least the jogging track makes me so exicited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, i became addicted to jogging..especially when I bought the new running shoes from Boxing Day Biggest Sale of the year 2008. I cant hardly wait till the next morning to try the shoes. Lovely pinky adidas running shoes. I showed up to my friend and she did too with her new dress bought from Half Clearance Sale.hahaaa...typically girly shopoholic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SVwm7eb4HnI/AAAAAAAAACE/bSYAyStLN_o/s1600-h/IMG_2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SVwm7eb4HnI/AAAAAAAAACE/bSYAyStLN_o/s200/IMG_2209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286142865850244722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night after shopping, even I dreamed I wore the running shoes and did jogging..Then, when I woke up, my body was so tired and excited at the same time. I woke up and jump and just grap my new shoes and go outside river jogging track. Enjoy the freshly morning air and joint with other jogger..( haha..is that name for jogging addicted people ?? not sure..should ask to my native english friend..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol...hope my addicted to jogging has the positive aim for healthy reason, it is not just for excuses to what I called personal problem with related to people lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-5942275032023809267?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5942275032023809267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=5942275032023809267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/5942275032023809267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/5942275032023809267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/addicted-to-jogging.html' title='Addicted to Jogging..'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SVwnX9B4I3I/AAAAAAAAACM/AlCOb7nTe3E/s72-c/IMG_2169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-5360740944164793939</id><published>2008-12-11T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:09:29.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>Today I gonna attend graduation, its informal graduation held by International Office for those who wanna go home by December 2008. Actually, the formal one is on February and end of November each year. I practically always attend that moment almost every semester coz my friends always invite me as their guess. For this, I fell lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This December is another one. I ask Julie, staff of International Office, to ask whether I can attend graduation or not. Just for the ceremonial, since I dont really even want to attend that thing. But, If as a research student, it is impossible to attend the formal one on February next year, since we need approval letter from uni that we finished our study and the result should be come out. In my case, February is my time to submit my thesis. Thus, when I submit, it means that I have to wait for another at least three months to get my result from examiner. If I am lucky there is no revision. But the chance for that it almost 0.001% which is impossible. So, I predict I will revise my thesis and sumbit for the last time to Uni. After that, my certificate will be commenced by Uni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, based on that reason, Julie suggested me to attend informal graduation just for ceremonial reason. I agree with her. You know, what I am thinking on graduation is I should get dress up and make over. It shouldnt be like that actually, just act normally. However, my friend said this is special day. Whatsover, I dont really care. But, that still around my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, yesterday, I went to Carousel just for looking for the lady shoes. Lucky me I found the two pair of pretty shoes with the fantastic price..!! 30 bucks only for two pair..!! this is really cheap compare to normal shoes price here in oZ which I hate it, better I buy the nice one back home in Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huaa..finally, I dressep up,my friend will be surprise with my new costume haha..&lt;br /&gt;Let see, what she finally wear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I just need some photo of my graduation to send home. Just want to see my parent are happy look their daughter graduate from overseas Uni in Perth. In fact, my last graduation when I study undergraduate at home, it was nothing special and I was not interested to attend. That was a bad time, my parent hasnt came since they dont have any money to travel from my kampoong to Bandung, the city for 4 hours drive, where I spent for undergraduate study. At the same time, after graduation I have to go for part time teaching. And the next day, I feel soooo..helpless and just realize my status not to be student anymore..ANd ready to get unemployment soon If I havent got the job soon.  Thank God, Finally I got the job even as a public servant and I can continue my master degree here at Curtin Uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to graduation, I was waiting for my friend to take our regalia..huaa..&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can enjoy this moment, since to be honest for me it is like Fake Graduation.. IT IS hehehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Julie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-5360740944164793939?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5360740944164793939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=5360740944164793939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/5360740944164793939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/5360740944164793939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-6033936227866332339</id><published>2008-12-08T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:22:26.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is he married ???</title><content type='html'>Just curious want to ask him about that. I thought that it is reasonable when I saw he has been sleeping in the sister's apartment for long. If it is true, than it is Ok. If it is not, it is the matter. How I really wonder about him and his position as religious leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I become a pathethic one who wont believe what the name of "sister" and "brother" again in term of religious thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really traumatic experience, feeling very untrusted to saw people who pretend that they are so kind, so lovely and so care. In fact, what I learnt is fake..all fake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad and punished myself that I did a dirty thing and now, I realized that even she is the same one. Dont think that she will keep my reputation, in fact she did the same. What the...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the brother doesnt feel guitly and just ask for "forgive" but in fact he still doing it. He never learn from the mistakes last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope for those things that I think is not true. Again, I still keep the good imply for them. In fact their love make them crazy..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand people can do anything because of love and they use the name of God to make them legally exclude married. They even know that someone has been hurt because of they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I warned them directly, and the sister acted like she didnt do anything. The guy also refuse to do anything by saying when I witnessed that he slept at her house. " It is between he, she and God.." How dare he used the name of God. In fact " there is no God, when only two of you (sister n brother) instead of Syetan.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you realize that ?? and we are definitely not an angels and we are people who easy to be tempted by the dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It become tricky when we said that we love someone because of God. None of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I can learn is that if you like someone, just maried, make relationship without married makes a lot of Fitna, and Su'udzon. Unless, all you guys a free thinker, thats another matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally, officialy feeling acute untrusted to both of them. Help..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-6033936227866332339?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6033936227866332339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=6033936227866332339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/6033936227866332339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/6033936227866332339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-he-married.html' title='is he married ???'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-449247138422644965</id><published>2008-12-07T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:07:21.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good costume in wrong time..</title><content type='html'>Two of my malaysian friends called me to go outside enjoy the beach in this hot summer. It is a good idea I think. So, I just come home to dress up and laundry all my dirty clothes after almost more than one week didnt touch it. While waiting for the bus, I can do laundry and packed all 3 boxes of my books to send it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It almost half an hour left and I havent dress up. I open my cupboard and I was starting thinking to wear something "different" and looks like more "girly". So, I decided to wear long pinky skirt with any accessory within it. I change my clothes several times and I didnt realize that it almost 10 minutes left for the bus. My friend just called me that she was on the way to the bus station which is closer to her house than mine. I grabbed all the stuff with my new hand bag (I called it coz I rarely use it). I was racing with my bike to rich bus station. It was not the right time actually, I wear all the girly things and I was rushing using my bike. Such a weird one, one of arabic guy looked at me and I just pretend not to know anything about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so difficult for me to racing using my skirt. In fact, the wind just blew and the skirt just open which made mo so annoying...huhuhu..Once again, it was 5 minutes left to catch the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost rich destination to find the parking for my bike. I saw the stair to rich this area. There were several students looked at me carried the bike passed the stair..I dont care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhuhu..finally, I met my friend and the bus coming. I was running and waved to the driver not to left me behind..Just inside the bus I was talking what really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend just laughing and called it the Good costume in a wrong time..huahauaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-449247138422644965?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/449247138422644965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=449247138422644965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/449247138422644965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/449247138422644965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-costume-in-wrong-time.html' title='Good costume in wrong time..'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-3993449248968623197</id><published>2008-12-07T00:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:48:36.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days off</title><content type='html'>I was running from my duty, do you know what?? Hmm..after battling for 3 weeks finishing my main thesis on 7 december, I couldnt continue it anymore. I put my deadline into three dates. 7th december before moose going for holiday to India. 22nd of January next year when he came back to Perth or 24 February when my status as a student will be expired. First dead line is gone, and I cant make it. Second deadline, hopefully. I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means that i month at least from now. I was so tired and wanna chill out. At the same time, I feel sad moose has gone, and happy as well since I can break for a while. But, it is not that good. I still haunted by the thesis which I should finish it soon, again I dont wanna touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of having no mood on study, i called my friend to come to her house. I feel so fresh and enterteined when I was at her house. I often sleep at her house and watch TV. the boring australian TV but it still good rather alone at home to see my had housemate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is sunday already and I write this not about my thesis. Suddenly, I feel alone again. Wanna continue my writing thesis but I cant. So, I start blogging huhuhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-3993449248968623197?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3993449248968623197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=3993449248968623197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/3993449248968623197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/3993449248968623197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-days-off.html' title='2 days off'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-5553987697265005714</id><published>2008-11-25T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:56:35.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogging..</title><content type='html'>I plan the new routine program during summer. I will do jogging every afternoon around 6.30pm after I finish uni. I sound bombastic for me, it because last time I also did the same "plan" and suddenly I broke up the agreement HUaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this time I can follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogging can reduce the stress and my backpain after sitting too long in front of the PC doing my report.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-5553987697265005714?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5553987697265005714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=5553987697265005714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/5553987697265005714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/5553987697265005714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/jogging.html' title='Jogging..'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-2953300165309137900</id><published>2008-11-24T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:45:16.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers at Curtin Uni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7u9RkHCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sym8PQVutSM/s1600-h/fitri%27s+pics+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272373466675551266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7u9RkHCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sym8PQVutSM/s200/fitri%27s+pics+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7usYqrhI/AAAAAAAAABI/gailbAE7yZ0/s1600-h/fitri%27s+pics+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272373462141939218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7usYqrhI/AAAAAAAAABI/gailbAE7yZ0/s200/fitri%27s+pics+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those are just my collections. Shot by my pocket camera Canon Power Shot A 530. The beautiful corner at my uni during summer break and these flowers start blooming after exam break..Enjoy It..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7uTvN0SI/AAAAAAAAABA/LLpUk33tGps/s1600-h/fitri%27s+pics+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272373455525630242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7uTvN0SI/AAAAAAAAABA/LLpUk33tGps/s200/fitri%27s+pics+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7uWNBT4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/nz7jzzGWlB8/s1600-h/fitri%27s+pics+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272373456187510658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7uWNBT4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/nz7jzzGWlB8/s200/fitri%27s+pics+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7OpAousI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_2jxROGINmY/s1600-h/fitri%27s+pics+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272372911480027842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7OpAousI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_2jxROGINmY/s200/fitri%27s+pics+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-2953300165309137900?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2953300165309137900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=2953300165309137900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/2953300165309137900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/2953300165309137900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Flowers at Curtin Uni'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SSs7u9RkHCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sym8PQVutSM/s72-c/fitri%27s+pics+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-594542868312744934</id><published>2008-11-24T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:04:24.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan for Tuesday..!!</title><content type='html'>when I woke up, I open my window and it was gloomy outside. Hmm..it gonna be raining today. But, I have to go to uni as usual. I cant stay in my room for whole day. Not meet people it become a trouble for me. But, it is more trouble if I meet my supervisor hahaha??? Kidding. I never think that my problem on my research is a trouble. Such a challenge and not saying the difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what is your feeling when you said challenge and difficulties or obstactle. The second and the third word are sound negative and challenge is sound better I reckon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..what are in my mind sometimes said obstacle, difficulties and if my mood is OK, i will say it is such a challenge and I dare to solve it..hohoho..it comes and go, what can I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lest today I wanna do :&lt;br /&gt;1. showering n preparing breakfast ( tuna sushi hmm..yummy sound nice..)&lt;br /&gt;2. go to uni riding my bike..( * too general..give the specific reasons why go to uni ?)&lt;br /&gt;3.Ok, I will check my email to see whether Kristen Soon has replied my email, I am going to meet her to discuss my booking ticket travelling home&lt;br /&gt;4. Prepare outline chapter 4 on Hyperspectral Hourglass,,, ( Huaa..I just read the lecture note this morning,,I wanna do it soon..it MUST !!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Chapter 2 hhhhhhh,mmmm I m not promise..let see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Prepare for the good mood for whole day..!! YEaaaaaaaaah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-594542868312744934?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/594542868312744934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=594542868312744934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/594542868312744934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/594542868312744934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/plan-for-tuesday.html' title='Plan for Tuesday..!!'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-5315207171680078448</id><published>2008-11-24T13:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:51:53.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Googling for Rosemary Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smpl.org/MainLibraryLandscaping/Landscaping%20Images/Rosemary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 2592px; height: 1944px;" src="http://www.smpl.org/MainLibraryLandscaping/Landscaping%20Images/Rosemary.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Surprise.!!! &lt;/b&gt;I search on google this morning and I find that there were about &lt;b&gt;1,990,000&lt;/b&gt; sites for &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/url?q=http://www.answers.com/rosemary&amp;amp;r=67&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=dict&amp;amp;ct=D&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNF_bJM9tv3hbBo6Qpw_jFPCP7rLWg" title="Look up definition of rosemary"&gt;rosemary&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/url?q=http://www.answers.com/corner&amp;amp;r=67&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=dict&amp;amp;ct=D&amp;amp;cd=2&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNEcKJpHk7FtHPFELuTMKPlDzWjK1g" title="Look up definition of corner"&gt;corner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Huaa....Love it, many people like use this words. Mostly they use for gardening, garden book and anykind related to garden and decoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know rosemary in Australia when I study. Since, in tropical counties such I live in Bandung, west Java, I havent found this plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, this morning I talk about gardening. One of my fabulous hobby. Since I stop from Curtin VEgie GArden Volunteer, I havent such any valuable activities on ding my hobby in Perth. Huhu..I dream when I come back to Bandung I would continue my project. We got many fertile soil back home, all volcanic. No wonder, last time old people often say that Our land is paradise, just put the stick and it becomes a plant..REALLY ?? We should keep it word and manage our land wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God give us such a beautiful land blessed. Thank God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=rosemary corner in the morning dew=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-5315207171680078448?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5315207171680078448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=5315207171680078448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/5315207171680078448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/5315207171680078448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/googling-for-rosemary-corner.html' title='Googling for Rosemary Corner'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-2373645614046433495</id><published>2008-11-24T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T04:43:23.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the Rosemary come from??</title><content type='html'>It sound a bit silly, I tell the truth here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love rosemary, part of herb, beautiful name, so pretty. But, what  I want to share here is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary is a name of the environmental rehabilitation project somewhere in up north of Perth. One of the biggest mining company has left this area as a graveyard mining. There were a big hole of open pit mining. And now, these land has been investigated to rehabilitate into normal PH ( since than its abnormal Ph which tent to more acid, too dangerous for life habitat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work under Rosemary Project, just for helping my friend on his thesis on geochemistry stuff for environmental things. Love that project and Billy Goat also was another project. So, I love both of them. Unfortunately, I havent got any reward from that project that was my friend promise to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..it doesnt matter for me. At least, I learn something new, and my friend is happy when I help him to figure out his problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share everything is nice. Now, he was in the field for next investigation.&lt;br /&gt;Happy field working my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring the Rosemary for Me..and I will put here in my CORNER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=ROsemary Corner=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-2373645614046433495?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2373645614046433495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=2373645614046433495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/2373645614046433495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/2373645614046433495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-is-rosemary-come-from.html' title='Where is the Rosemary come from??'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-6423899313174964744</id><published>2008-11-24T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T04:33:44.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>I just lying down on my bed, but I couldnt stop thinking how is going my research. Really, I want to finish it soon. Hmmm..it is rain outside and I am alone at home. Typing does not a good remedy. Rain and tear are always the same..huhuhu..those that I heard from the song lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I was thinking the most lovelable person who has gone...&lt;br /&gt;Why this is happend at the time when I need more support from someone who beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is unpredictable and here I am just sitting in front of my laptop, typing what I am feeling. I miss his suddently..Hopefully I will be alright and really really it is suffering ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to call him but..&lt;br /&gt;I was alone here..I need talk to someone, I only talk a bit with the people today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-6423899313174964744?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6423899313174964744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=6423899313174964744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/6423899313174964744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/6423899313174964744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910470310351267754.post-3865884033848670493</id><published>2008-11-24T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T04:25:10.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi everyone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hi All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my next blog, I dont know how many blogs I ever created. In fact, I forgot all the password to get it in. Hmm..sound nasty but here I am. Rosemary Corner is my place, my peaceful corner to find the ideas, sharing live and all the things which might inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say again to myself, welcome again in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate to give a comment on every posting or even just visiting. I really much appreciate that. I catch you later friends.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2910470310351267754-3865884033848670493?l=rosemarycorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3865884033848670493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2910470310351267754&amp;postID=3865884033848670493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/3865884033848670493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2910470310351267754/posts/default/3865884033848670493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosemarycorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-everyone.html' title='Hi everyone..'/><author><name>Fitriani Agustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283446795041038432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zn1cEexBpeE/SfQPcXRTPUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LPEbxujJp1U/S220/IMG_4114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
