<?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-21489816</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:47:39.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QBelangi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbelangi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbelangi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Belangi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826177472929659821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489816.post-113922172484242351</id><published>2006-02-06T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T02:28:44.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lelah...</title><content type='html'>Lelah. Hari ini aku lelah... , secara emosi....&lt;br /&gt;Karena aku harus berhadapan dengan manusia2 yang penuh emosi...&lt;br /&gt;Seandainya manusia hidup tanpa emosi.....&lt;br /&gt;Akankah hidup lebih indah dan bersensasi.....????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think NOT......!!!!!! jadi mau lo apa sih......????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489816-113922172484242351?l=qbelangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbelangi.blogspot.com/feeds/113922172484242351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489816&amp;postID=113922172484242351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489816/posts/default/113922172484242351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489816/posts/default/113922172484242351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbelangi.blogspot.com/2006/02/lelah.html' title='Lelah...'/><author><name>Belangi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826177472929659821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489816.post-113876994132603010</id><published>2006-01-31T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T02:23:22.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Responding: The Last Freedom of Human Rights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bambang, a friend of mine, writes on his blog about how upset he is with his self being judged "not perfect" by some people he knows. PERFECT!!!!, that’s a word that some people strive for it with confidence and some others got so depressed because they think they are far from perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.., what is PERFECT actually? Who set the standard of Perfect? In math or physics or chemistry, yes there are formulas that set the standards that if you miss those you will not hit the target. For example, Nurdin M Top, the current legendary terrorist, if he did not make a PERFECT standard or calculation on math, physics or chemistry, he would not have successfully blown up buildings, cars, or people. Instead, he would have been punched, sacked, hit, shot, etc., by people, police, or CIA. So to me, unless he is being caught after this writing being published, Nurdin M Top is still PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now, what is PERFECT in life, in love, in beauty, in happiness, in peacefulness, in family or in carreer?? What is the standard? Who set the standard? What is the reasoning behind the standard? Religion, tradition, or the so called 'the cream of society'? No body knows exactly. To me, this Perfect is just like any other collective perception in quality on something within a society. It is one of social mirror. It can not be tested or verified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is commonly happened is that people tend to judge other people or even their own selves against social mirror. This is the time when people get upset or depressed when they think they are not match the mirror. And I think this is what has happened to my friend Bambang. But you know what? Actually Bambang has choices when responding to the judgement. He can choose to respond agree with the judgement, feel bad, get upset and ruin his day. Or he can choose to respond not agree, because he think he doesn't use the same mirror and keep on living the way he want it, happily ever after. Or he can choose to respond partially agree and make arrangement accordingly. So basically he is free to choose how to respond to the situation. And that freedom, according to Covey's book, is The Last Freedom of Human Rights. The freedom that no one else can take it away, even your enemy, mom, dad, boyfriend, girlfriend, etc, etc. Unless you are under spell ya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...., got my point friends? Confused? Don't care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eazy....it's the time to choose your last human right freedom ..... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489816-113876994132603010?l=qbelangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbelangi.blogspot.com/feeds/113876994132603010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489816&amp;postID=113876994132603010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489816/posts/default/113876994132603010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489816/posts/default/113876994132603010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbelangi.blogspot.com/2006/01/responding-last-freedom-of-human.html' title='Responding: The Last Freedom of Human Rights'/><author><name>Belangi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826177472929659821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489816.post-113833545544857727</id><published>2006-01-26T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:01:03.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making choices and guilty feeling</title><content type='html'>I just got sms from my sister telling me that tonite meeting will be postponed to tomorrow 9 – 11 am. Meanings……, I have to postpone tomorrow’s trip with Achmad. Which also means……… the third time in the last three consecutive weekends I screwed up our planned trip. AaaAAaaaaAAaaaa…………….:o …. How should I tell him…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that life is about making choices…and I did make choices, firmly. However, that bad guilty feeling is still there. Don't get me wrong..., Achmad is not my husband, not my boyfriend, not also my half boyfriend or TTM. He is simply 'my friend'. But unfortunately (or fortunately), I treasure my friends. I think I should learn from Joko and Bambang, two of my good friends who have more or less the same perception (?), attitude (?), that is not confirming any offered plan. Well..., I don't know exactly their reasons but I think not confirming any offered plan is a good way to avoid you from guilty feeling if you can not make the promise, or from being accused irresponsible. But on the other hand, it can also be annoying to other people you know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...then again...make your choices... c'est la vie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489816-113833545544857727?l=qbelangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbelangi.blogspot.com/feeds/113833545544857727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489816&amp;postID=113833545544857727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489816/posts/default/113833545544857727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489816/posts/default/113833545544857727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbelangi.blogspot.com/2006/01/making-choices-and-guilty-feeling.html' title='Making choices and guilty feeling'/><author><name>Belangi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826177472929659821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21489816.post-113819734995644750</id><published>2006-01-25T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:25:08.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence or Omen??</title><content type='html'>Hm... I was just introduced to what a blog is all about by a friend. The funny thing was, one morning about two weeks ago before I went off to the office, my mom gave me my small old diary that she found in her junk box. That was my diary when I was in college. I read it thru and feel a little bit amazed of my self....hmmmmm i'm not bad in writing. Then I think to my self why not start writing? It's fun knowing how you think or how you see things several years back. At the lunch time I called a friend just to share my new obsession of writing. On the same day I got an e-mail from another friend telling me to open a blogspot of a model who he has been working with for photo session. When I opened the blog, I was like.....wauw....this is what I've been disscussing with my friend this lunch time. And again I think to my self, Is this a coincidence or omen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coincidence or omen. I used to discuss this topic with one of my good friends. He is the one who sent me e-mail that day. He used to say there is no such coincidence in this world. Things happened because those are meant to be. Everything is set and led by the universe. Well....to a certain level I agree. But universe is a thing by itself. Universe is also set and led. And I believe universe is set and led by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends, watch your life carefully...!!! Don't get confused with coincidence and omen, and don't let omen leave you, coz you'll never know that you might become a powerful person one day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21489816-113819734995644750?l=qbelangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbelangi.blogspot.com/feeds/113819734995644750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21489816&amp;postID=113819734995644750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489816/posts/default/113819734995644750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21489816/posts/default/113819734995644750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbelangi.blogspot.com/2006/01/coincidence-or-omen.html' title='Coincidence or Omen??'/><author><name>Belangi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826177472929659821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
