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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUBSHw9fip7ImA9WhRVFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098747113757286771</id><updated>2012-01-16T10:07:39.266+07:00</updated><category term="linguistics" /><category term="belief" /><category term="alter ego" /><title>deardeari,</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://deardeari.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://deardeari.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Karina Wiguna Atmaja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00212073007281103419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="26" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vy8cMUblAHo/TbGPKLXhl7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/wnD0lRB5nXI/s220/photo.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/TDEAO" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/tdeao" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QBSXo7eSp7ImA9WhZbEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098747113757286771.post-314408130454062462</id><published>2011-06-15T19:33:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T19:35:58.401+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-15T19:35:58.401+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alter ego" /><title>bittersweet memory</title><content type="html">Finally, after a lot of considerations, I decided to transfer from IBM department.&amp;nbsp;Brave decision enough huh? Definitely yes. I just lost a precious year since I expected to graduate in my very young age. But reality speaks the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Even though I don't wanna remember those hard times in IBM, when I feel bad about myself for doing not-so-good for me, I would lie if I said this moving would be the best for me. I, myself, even doubt that. I wonder whether this is gonna be fine or not. Who knows about future?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Leaving all the burdens is not all about feeling such a relief, nor even happy.&lt;br /&gt;
If someone asks me: "Are you sure, Karina?"&lt;br /&gt;
Honestly speaking, I can't answer that question directly with a yes.&amp;nbsp;For me personally, I feel so sad with this moving. I have had my days, together with them from the beginning. Just imagine, thirty eight students living in just one floor all day and night, spending time together, doing everything together. And it's not about a batch, it is among &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; batches. We are like a big family -that's what they call us. Is this what so called &lt;i&gt;camaraderie&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well, I.... had the time of my life. I would never forget the moments we've shared together.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you so much IBM for the lesson learnt..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you so much all the lecturers, Mr. Rama Tidball, Ms. Stefanny Irawan, Mr. Troy Landis, Mr. Lianto, Ms. Tessa, Mr. Paul Oppusunggu, Mr. Yu Un Oppusunggu, how great thou in teaching! :)&lt;br /&gt;
And special thanks to my best friends in IBM. You know you're the reason why I do not want to move from IBM, I'll miss you girls, even the words 'so much' is not enough ;)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway&amp;nbsp;IBMers, BEST LUCK!!!!!! :'D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098747113757286771-314408130454062462?l=deardeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;I’ve heard this quote many times. It’s probably one of Nietzsche’s most memorable  quotes – it aptly reflects the human condition, and it motivates, very much so. It  motivates the hell out of me, at least. And I suspect – that Nietzsche quite ironically, was  foreseeing his own future, becoming stronger and stronger, until he met his doom and  faced death head on. He died an insane man, but a strong one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Is it not true, that we all have suffered tremendously, at one time or another? We all suffer. Actually, we&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; suffer. It is our suffering (be it extreme or minimal) that highlights and marks our necessities, which in turn motivates innovation and creativity, which then breeds solutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;So, worldly weakness and strength aside, the whole point here is to ascertain the fact that developing an inner strength is exactly what’s responsible for producing an outer source of strength, and that same outer source of strength is what keeps us from “getting killed”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;..thus, “become  stronger” as Nietzsche points out in his quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098747113757286771-4449153643308632829?l=deardeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Facing hard times is not a new thing for people. When you live, problems are inevitable. They are part of your life. And by some means, it's a path of your life process.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When you have problem, you gotta know that God never lies to us. He puts a fit amount of problem in your life. It's not the problem is too big, it's not the problems are not solvable. Maybe you just need to try harder for a good deed in the future. As what He says, this is for the best and nothing here is wrong. One, five, ten, to twenty years or more from now, everything will be worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Finally, God also puts intermediaries of Him around you. They can be your family and some real good friends. So, when you are in need of warmth, God uses that someone to appear and say something that can heal your sorrow. There must be someone that could bring you the feeling of peacefulness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Remember: Nothing wrong and nothing to worry!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
God bless :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098747113757286771-295655521059424961?l=deardeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;-&lt;a href="http://deardeari.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098747113757286771-6141688166024320837?l=deardeari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/6AXpJVGDDJ4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6AXpJVGDDJ4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6AXpJVGDDJ4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;The man is our Father in heaven and his son is Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You may not find someone who truly love you and they are willing to sacrifice everything, even their lives for you. But from the one and only Jesus, you can find the true meaning of love, which is sacrificial. How He suffered, and crucified for our lives are more than anything in life.&lt;br /&gt;
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