tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77293839431876515652024-03-13T09:26:45.249+07:00Professional DreamerA Blog about Jesus, design and Lovejakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.comBlogger299125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-33232254739270140882013-03-04T17:01:00.001+07:002013-03-04T17:01:40.065+07:00Move to the New Blog<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hi there...i move to the new blog. Click the image to go there...See you :)jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-15478874448014988892011-06-11T12:13:00.000+07:002011-06-11T12:13:38.818+07:00jakuote #21<span style="font-size: large;"><b style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">"Dream comes true at the wrong moment can be no other except disaster."</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">-patience is the key- </span></span>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-19730408085905488202011-06-05T10:17:00.000+07:002011-06-05T10:17:42.252+07:00Republic Toys<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lpG4sGXFups/TeryobuoboI/AAAAAAAABjI/c0jIJabmDu4/s1600/Republic+Toys+Project.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lpG4sGXFups/TeryobuoboI/AAAAAAAABjI/c0jIJabmDu4/s1600/Republic+Toys+Project.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">It's been so long, i don't post my design works here. I looked up my project folders and picked this project to be published. This project is a logo of toys store at City of Tomorrow Mal, one of my favorite project. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_jA4Pyd3ZmI/TeryyEdsfJI/AAAAAAAABjM/oZKR8JJB94Y/s1600/Republic+Toys+Logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_jA4Pyd3ZmI/TeryyEdsfJI/AAAAAAAABjM/oZKR8JJB94Y/s400/Republic+Toys+Logo.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I like the color combination and the simplicity. The robot icon consists of boxes which are arranged to build a robot form. Like lego. I designed it in intention to be easily remembered by children. Why children not their parents? When, go to plaza or Mal, they see toy store then ask, beg, cry and do whatever they can until their parents buy them what they want. I remembered i did the same when i was a child (lol). Sometimes i got what i wanted but sometimes not. Mother is the decision maker when buying children's diaper, but not toys. It's always children's decision to buy a toy. Based on this experience and thought, i designed the logo.</div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-54525252074094424232011-06-03T12:20:00.001+07:002011-06-03T12:30:37.039+07:00Rebuild<div style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>Old Story. I planned to update my blog in countless times. Plan is never enough.</i></b><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">This morning when i had my morning devotion, i learnt about how to response well when facing the problems. It's not a new thing coz i'm experiencing it all the time. Right now, i'm still learning to response like Jesus response. It's hard but possible to do it. Even there were failures but there were many times that i succeeded it. But, i have to do more. I don't have to wait problems to make a good response. I have to be pro-active. I asked Jesus,"what should i do?". How to response about something if there is no trigger at all? How to make a pro-active responsive? Then, i got the idea about "i have to inspire people with my life with Jesus". How? In a second i remembered my abandoned blog. I used to inspire people with it. One (or two) of my friend have told me that she could feel Jesus grace when read my blog. It's not about how many people read it. One people is precious for Jesus. Then, i concluded my devotion that i MUST update my blog today at any cost.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The cost is, i have to make this as my top priority. I have a work to do but i know that i will never update my blog if i postponed it again. I want to obey what i got from my meeting with Jesus this morning. I rebuild "Thousand Sunny" and convert it into "Professional Dreamer". Why? because i'm growing up to the next level. My life is not the same as before. Professional Dreamer represents a maturity. I promised to myself to update my blog regularly and it starts with today :) People say time is money and maybe i loss money coz i'm using my time to rebuild my blog today. Maybe i loss opportunities but i believe that it is WORTH IT. I know that i do what Jesus want me to do it with this blog. And i will see that Jesus will exchange my loss opportunities with the other opportunities. After all, i miss to inspire people again. And i miss my blogger friends!! Bee, Valen, Fe, Olive, Russ, Ling-Ling, Josua, ect. How are you guys?</div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-57719828487559728802011-01-23T21:27:00.004+07:002011-01-23T21:32:43.761+07:00Jesus<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TTw7cXeTGII/AAAAAAAABiQ/lNDzGoFh0-g/s1600/Jesus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TTw7cXeTGII/AAAAAAAABiQ/lNDzGoFh0-g/s320/Jesus.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Jesus</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">The name of a HERO who died for me and saved my life</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Now, i am a free man</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Jesus</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">The name of a FATHER who replaced the previous one</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Now, i am not an orphan</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Jesus</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">The name of a FRIEND who never leave me</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Now, i am not alone</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Jesus</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">The name of a PERSON who give an example</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Now, i am a better man</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">The name of MY GOD who mastered all the impossibility</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Now, i am a believer</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">I love YOU, Jesus.</span>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-81853845035856021472011-01-09T23:18:00.000+07:002011-01-09T23:18:26.065+07:002011: Professional Dreamer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TSnesWCqwJI/AAAAAAAABho/9NujWL6vxQg/s1600/Professional+Dreamer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="293" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TSnesWCqwJI/AAAAAAAABho/9NujWL6vxQg/s400/Professional+Dreamer.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">This is my main theme of this year.</div><div style="text-align: center;">2009 & 2010 were great,</div><div style="text-align: center;">but i believe Jesus can make my 2011 even greater.</div><div style="text-align: center;">i am a professional, i am a dreamer.</div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-9577536814785691702010-10-06T16:06:00.004+07:002010-10-06T16:23:20.642+07:00Movie Pos<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKw83kaK-7I/AAAAAAAABhU/VULPWZU_DFY/s1600/PROMO+MOVIE+POS.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 638px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKw83kaK-7I/AAAAAAAABhU/VULPWZU_DFY/s800/PROMO+MOVIE+POS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524857768240675762" border="0" /></a>It's closer...my own movie media....Gosh...i can't wait by the time it is published on November 1st. I surrender this business to YOU, Lord. May only YOUR blessing which keep this up, uP and UP!<br /><br />i will explain more about it later, guys..Right now, i'm in hectic time to find an advertisement before Movie Pos publish. Your support means a lot to me =)<br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-21226801092468111732010-10-06T15:46:00.003+07:002010-10-06T15:49:20.105+07:00WooaaHh!!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKw3g6SYndI/AAAAAAAABhM/U7WHNubfZNo/s1600/batman+3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 635px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKw3g6SYndI/AAAAAAAABhM/U7WHNubfZNo/s800/batman+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524851881418464722" border="0" /></a>I pray Johnny Depp will be the one who play The Riddler<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*crossedfinger*<br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-87816819529358249612010-09-30T15:06:00.002+07:002010-09-30T15:10:58.947+07:00peacemaker<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKRF57Mn-QI/AAAAAAAABhE/D1WcvWK6LmY/s1600/heine09.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKRF57Mn-QI/AAAAAAAABhE/D1WcvWK6LmY/s800/heine09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522615904508573954" border="0" /></a>What does a peacemaker look like? <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><blockquote> <ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Not self-absorbed and insistent on one's own way;</li><li>Generous and happy to share;</li><li>Doesn't hold grudges;</li><li>Not envious of others' success and blessings;</li><li>Doesn't criticize harshly;</li><li>More focused on solutions than problems;</li><li>Self-confident—doesn't get feelings hurt easily;</li><li>Sees the big picture of life, not petty quarrels.</li></ul> </blockquote> When others see you—and when you look in the mirror—do you see a peacemaker?</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <em>Lord, help me to bring peace into all my relationships and all areas of my own life. Amen.<br /><br /></em></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >From: Inspired Faith today</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><em><br /><br /></em></span></span></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-26681731074344035132010-09-27T12:59:00.003+07:002010-09-27T13:10:21.204+07:00reunion<div style="text-align: justify;">Because of a certain reason, i rarely met my cousins. It's a long time since we used to gather together. It needed a wedding party to reunite us and unfortunately, not all of the member were gathered (I have a big number of family, lol). Yeah, one of my cousin had her wedding day on last Saturday. It was an impressing time to me, met with all my cousins. They are so nice to me even we haven't met for years. Here the photos with some of my cousins and aunts. Fortunately i couldn't take a picture with all of them coz like i said before, they are so many :D<br /></div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKAzGuVld7I/AAAAAAAABgs/L3eg2XjceWs/s1600/Church.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKAzGuVld7I/AAAAAAAABgs/L3eg2XjceWs/s800/Church.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521469333767026610" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKAzGyj2wcI/AAAAAAAABg0/nSf-Fk3lO4M/s1600/party+02.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKAzGyj2wcI/AAAAAAAABg0/nSf-Fk3lO4M/s800/party+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521469334900621762" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKAzHHiDUvI/AAAAAAAABg8/OBVmcgOLgdA/s1600/party+01.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TKAzHHiDUvI/AAAAAAAABg8/OBVmcgOLgdA/s800/party+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521469340530201330" border="0" /></a>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-57779834681887845482010-09-24T14:59:00.005+07:002010-09-24T15:56:30.117+07:00just happened!<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TJxlijRcLyI/AAAAAAAABgk/aEsZFsSUMMM/s1600/heine07.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TJxlijRcLyI/AAAAAAAABgk/aEsZFsSUMMM/s800/heine07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520398887507734306" border="0" /></a>Yeah..what i tell you here is just happened. After i finished my lunch when break-time, i decided to walk outside the office to find some fresh air. It's gloomy so it was a perfect time to walk outside. Unlike before, i decided to walk farther. It was nice guys, coz there are so many vintage buildings nearer my office and each of them has a history value. The weather was magnificent too. Different with you ride a vehicle, when you are walking you can feel the atmosphere perfectly as you can see everything around you clearly. I walked around about 40 minutes (my other motivation to do this is to do some sports-for the sake of my belly-) You know what, during that time, i experienced five extraordinary events which i won't never predict before.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />1. At the DPRD Building, i witnessed a demonstration of a farmer from Kediri. They brought flags and yelled their will in front of police groups. Thankfully the demonstration was running in peace :)<br /><br />2. I continued my walk and i passed the kindergarten school. There was a playground where the kindergarten girls were playing. I didn't notice them until some of them called me "Ko...ko...ko..." (it's the term of big brother) I turned my head and looked they were laughing.They kept calling me as i continued my little journey. Can you imagine? i am 26 years old, teased by kindergarten girls!<br /><br />3. I can't believe what i experienced this. After felt little awkward with the kindergarten girls did, a moment later there was a Taxi Driver urinated on the ditch while facing the street!!! I worship GOD coz created my GREAT REFLEX so i didn't see it clearly. I directly threw my sight!!! Gosh!! Couldn't imagine if i didn't do that. I mad of him by the way. Was he insane??<br /><br />4. While thanking God coz i didn't have to remember the previous event, i found a roadside Pempek Palembang (Name of my fave food) seller. I bought it and ate it as i walked. So delicious!!! Wanna look it again next time :)<br /><br />5. I almost reached my office! Unbelievable, i walked for 40 minutes in the middle of my office hour (in the breaktime of course). I felt thirsty and bought a bottle of Tebs from a roadside drink seller. So fresh!! I paid him more and refuse to receive the change. He looked me with puzzle face as i left him lol<br /><br />Well, it's an amazing experience!!! Except number 3 of course. So happy coz i was experiencing it in the middle of my day. Unexpected and unpredicted. Thank you Jesus for this hehehe =)<br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-18487365891324644982010-09-24T12:20:00.004+07:002010-09-24T13:54:21.021+07:00have i told you?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TJw8HHvlztI/AAAAAAAABgc/pwG1dHBBbWM/s1600/colour,cur,hearts,love,cup,heart-d82f4418011964c821877b4bb7d810c1_h.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TJw8HHvlztI/AAAAAAAABgc/pwG1dHBBbWM/s800/colour,cur,hearts,love,cup,heart-d82f4418011964c821877b4bb7d810c1_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520353336284794578" border="0" /></a>have i told you that you are beautiful?<br />that's the way you looks like in my eyes<br />i know you wouldn't fully believe it but please...<br />i do admire you.<br /><br />have i told you that you are amazing?<br />your struggle, your vision, and your kind heart<br />they are amazed me in every way<br />i am proud of you.<br /><br />have i told you that you are sunny?<br />when you look, smile or laugh at me<br />it warms my heart and i feel peace<br />i thank you.<br /><br />have i told you that you are wise?<br />you may not gave the best solutions<br />but with you, i am calmer and focused<br />i am lucky.<br /><br />have i told you that you are my dream?<br />the one who replaced my previous dreams<br />changed, modified and transformed it become yourself<br />i like it.<br /><br />have i told you that you are special?<br />special because of your imperfection and honesty<br />it always be a sturdy fact that i accept you<br />i love you.jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-32849256836796276152010-09-23T16:56:00.005+07:002010-09-24T14:45:31.340+07:00Due Date<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TJskUAkh52I/AAAAAAAABgM/QaW5tHf_cQY/s1600/Due+Date+Banner+Poster.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TJskUAkh52I/AAAAAAAABgM/QaW5tHf_cQY/s800/Due+Date+Banner+Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520045694441875298" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Plot:</span> "The story of Due Date revolves around two men: a highly strung expectant father (Robert Downey, Jr.) and an aspiring actor (Zach Galifianakis) on a cross country road trip so the father can arrive in time to see his child's birth."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">What jak says: </span>This movie is a comedy movie. Just from seeing the poster, i can predict how funny the movie will be :D . Beside that, the plot is unique and teasing me. The director is the one who brought you "The Hangover" (the other funny movie with a great plot). Besides the director, it's Robert Downey Jr. there!! He is an excellent actor, who in my opinion, can able to play and express any kind of role on earth (Wooo....) Wait for November 5th :)<br /><br />watch the trailer <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b97J89-Ilys">here</a><br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-71221968775426645802010-09-21T10:13:00.006+07:002010-09-21T11:32:41.478+07:00Post Holiday<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TJgzZyH-cyI/AAAAAAAABgE/3Tj9jT54k5w/s1600/H2010+BLOG.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TJgzZyH-cyI/AAAAAAAABgE/3Tj9jT54k5w/s800/H2010+BLOG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519217861387514658" border="0" /></a>Yesterday was my first day at work and my opportunity to blog is today lol (you can guess the reason why) I have a wonderful holiday (maybe one of the most :P). Like last year, i got flu at the beginning of my holiday, Gosh! But by the time i restored, i really use my days to do what i couldn't do before lol. I met many of my friends, slept as much as i wanted, and tried some new stuffs. I had plenty of time to get relax (not think about work or deadline at all). It really refreshed my mind and right now, i'm on fire!!! So many things to do, so many plans to be done but i'm excited :D How about you, guys?<br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-35145016274331842722010-09-09T10:09:00.004+07:002010-09-09T10:38:16.638+07:00tears<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIhV12H-xaI/AAAAAAAABf8/kYkywXwiO4Y/s1600/d1d55c0280dba5765412de25d377a722.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIhV12H-xaI/AAAAAAAABf8/kYkywXwiO4Y/s800/d1d55c0280dba5765412de25d377a722.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514752127265588642" border="0" /></a>Melancholic. That word is so suit to me. I often think with my feeling, not my brain (really). I'm so easy to dramatize a situation or moved by others feeling. There are positive aspects and negative aspects in this. One of them is tears (and i don't know it is +/-)<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />People said that "a men shouldn't cried" but because of what i wrote above, sometimes i'm so easy to cry. When experienced a drama movie, when God touched my heart with HIS WORDS personally, when in desperation or hopeless or when i miss my father, i began to cry. To be honest, i often feel ashamed coz i'm a men and i shouldn't cry that easy :P<br /><br />Like i wrote in my previous post, i'm never experiencing GOD as real as now. I'm in a huge struggle and i'm fighting with my hope and faith day by day. There are times that i feel so weak and hopeless. Then i cried. I locked myself in my room, prayed and cried to my only Savior.<br /><br />One day GOD spoke to my deepest heart HIS words (Psalm 56:8) "You number and record my wanderings;<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> put my tears into Your bottle</span></span>--are they not in Your book?"<br /><br />The other day GOD spoke to me personally in the middle of the Sunday Service. When i was in HIS presence, worshiped HIM, He told me,<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"One day you will cry a happy tears not a misery one" </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span><span style="font-size:100%;">I couldn't tell a single word<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>coz it was an amazing experience i had ever have. God knows and He cares for my every struggle and hope.</span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span><br /><br />(T__T)<br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-37264306881235502192010-09-09T09:56:00.004+07:002010-09-09T10:08:40.166+07:00Never<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIhOJYkhEBI/AAAAAAAABf0/tgdc8LaQnbk/s1600/lake_gufelsee_by_wingmar.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIhOJYkhEBI/AAAAAAAABf0/tgdc8LaQnbk/s800/lake_gufelsee_by_wingmar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514743666836574226" border="0" /></a>Never i'm experiencing YOU as real as now<br />When i 'm clueless in situation i can't handle, there YOU are<br />Even when i'm speechless in my prayer, there YOU know<br />I gave up to list how many WORDS, GRACE, and BLESSING that YOU have given to me<br /><br />There nowhere i can get my rescue except from YOU<br />My Lord and My Savior.jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-868265342195959282010-09-03T10:56:00.002+07:002010-09-03T11:02:45.417+07:00Basic House<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIByK1LLCLI/AAAAAAAABfM/CqiXpYrIkAY/s1600/01.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIByK1LLCLI/AAAAAAAABfM/CqiXpYrIkAY/s800/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512531474299685042" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIByLvhkVWI/AAAAAAAABfU/oQu6oVhfhYQ/s1600/02.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIByLvhkVWI/AAAAAAAABfU/oQu6oVhfhYQ/s800/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512531489962874210" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIByNR__z3I/AAAAAAAABfs/IATUxlgM7dU/s1600/05.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIByNR__z3I/AAAAAAAABfs/IATUxlgM7dU/s800/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512531516397178738" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIByM1cBH8I/AAAAAAAABfk/PZJGye7zueE/s1600/04.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TIByM1cBH8I/AAAAAAAABfk/PZJGye7zueE/s800/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512531508730077122" border="0" /></a>It's a Korean Brand of outfit and it already has their store in Jakarta. Like the simplicity and the concept of their promo (especially for the couple T-Shirts)jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-82223541088703682772010-09-01T12:19:00.001+07:002010-09-01T12:21:42.663+07:00Mario And Luigi<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TH3idZ4WKuI/AAAAAAAABfE/BKwxON-d6iI/s1600/kids081.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 358px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/TH3idZ4WKuI/AAAAAAAABfE/BKwxON-d6iI/s800/kids081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511810513762659042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's September FIRST!!! Start with joy, guys :D</span></span><br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-15524115626105699442010-08-31T11:03:00.003+07:002010-08-31T11:23:22.575+07:00Prisoner Of HopeI am in the empty room, alone and clueless<br />It is dark but there still a light at the top of the wall<br />I wanna climb the wall to seek my freedom<br />I am desperate to get out from here coz i'm tired<br /><br />I believe there is a solution behind the wall<br />The light will save my hope<br />Every time i climb the wall, i fall<br />But, i try one more time, one more...<br /><br />How often i fail to climb the wall<br />How often i try to climb it again<br />This make me stronger and my hope refuse to be extinct<br />That's because my sight is always see the light<br /><br />How can i see another else beside the light?<br />Like i said before, i am in the empty room<br />But then i realize that i am not alone coz there still a light<br />I am the prisoner of hope<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THx_HvJqhLI/AAAAAAAABe8/q90Bn0tegSY/s1600/Prisoner+Of+Hope.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THx_HvJqhLI/AAAAAAAABe8/q90Bn0tegSY/s800/Prisoner+Of+Hope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511419814887457970" border="0" /></a>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-31601470731336827152010-08-31T09:15:00.008+07:002010-08-31T10:06:09.269+07:00Goodbye David TrezeguetDear David,<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">The moment has come to say good bye. I’ve given up counting the seasons we played together and the goals we scored. Surely we are the couple that scored the most goals in the whole Juve history, more than Charles and Sivori - two great champions - you know that well, and we are both proud of it.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">How many line-ups during these years were always like that: Del Piero and Trezeguet, Trezeguet and Del Piero. How many victories, and disappointments (luckily much less than satisfactions we managed to get), how many hugs: there wasn’t another team mate I played with more than with you.<br /><br />Seventeen goals a year in average, like your jersey number: that’s more than enough to prove what kind of bomber you are. But I, who played by your side, don’t need any numbers. I’m honoured to have played in a pair with, no doubt, one of the world greatest forward.<br /><br />Now we go different ways, it happens in football. I’ll say good bye to you in our changing room, but I also wanted to do so in public: good luck for your new adventure. We’ll keep a lot of memories to share, for the next time we see each other.<br />Good bye, David.<br /><br />Your team mate Alessandro<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">LETTER COPYRIGHT © www.alessandrodelpiero.com 2010</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THxxKN88auI/AAAAAAAABe0/SGv71-MrF3M/s1600/10+and+17.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THxxKN88auI/AAAAAAAABe0/SGv71-MrF3M/s800/10+and+17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511404464352553698" border="0" /></a>Both Alessandro Del Piero and David Trezeguet are Juventus strikers. They have been played together for ten years. I always like this duo, as they scored many goals for Juventus. Both of them are Juventus legend. I publish this post after seeing David leaved Juventus after 10 incredible years and start a new adventure with Hercules (Spain) the football club of his wife hometown. What Del Piero wrote in his letter above represents all Juventini's feeling about you, David. You will be remembered by us as one of Juventus greatest striker EVER. Goodbye and Goodluck!!<br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-77086948820851261862010-08-30T13:59:00.006+07:002010-08-30T14:23:11.291+07:00Be Happy, Bless The Lord<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtbLzTkhFI/AAAAAAAABek/ETAluL6ojiQ/s1600/3209976249_a414b2eba7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 343px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtbLzTkhFI/AAAAAAAABek/ETAluL6ojiQ/s800/3209976249_a414b2eba7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511098827326915666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >design illustration by: Ros Steele<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtZZ0m18EI/AAAAAAAABec/dDjHWwmKnAg/s1600/the_path____by_monojam.jpg"><br /></a>"May God bless you" or "Oh Lord, bless me"<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />We often hear that kind of statement but do you know that we can bless our God? I just knew it when i had my Sunday Service in Church yesterday. I can't share you the whole preacher (coz i can't remember all :P) but i can share some of what i got and this is the one that most amazed me. It is that me and you can bless God. By express our happiness and joy in life, we have blessed God. It shows that God is "IN US" and it blesses HIM. In the time of struggling like what i have now, sometimes i feel strange if i'm still in joy but in the meantime the problems are still there. But, now i have a reason to be happy even i'm still struggling the problems. That's because i can bless my lovely GOD. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Be Happy, Bless The LORD</span> :D<br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-22702330037614924432010-08-30T13:50:00.003+07:002010-08-30T13:57:27.532+07:00stairs house<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtVJDBb-tI/AAAAAAAABeU/6wDA9QfaZIw/s1600/stairshouse09.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 332px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtVJDBb-tI/AAAAAAAABeU/6wDA9QfaZIw/s800/stairshouse09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511092182936451794" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtVI5agnII/AAAAAAAABeM/-LywZJyf-KU/s1600/stairshouse04.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtVI5agnII/AAAAAAAABeM/-LywZJyf-KU/s800/stairshouse04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511092180357258370" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtVIXQOhII/AAAAAAAABeE/AGkUqlF5Pzc/s1600/stairshouse03.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 494px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtVIXQOhII/AAAAAAAABeE/AGkUqlF5Pzc/s800/stairshouse03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511092171187324034" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtVIE_wcQI/AAAAAAAABd8/bxav4DAjtOc/s1600/stairshouse02.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 328px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THtVIE_wcQI/AAAAAAAABd8/bxav4DAjtOc/s800/stairshouse02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511092166286405890" border="0" /></a>Stairs House In Shimane, Japan. Wanna have one like this, guys?<br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-88442252416357633772010-08-28T11:44:00.004+07:002010-08-28T12:00:49.502+07:00i love cosplay<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THiUvXvx0vI/AAAAAAAABdU/VQf3tJsNozs/s1600/Death_Note__This_Is_Heaven_by_behindinfinity.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 736px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THiUvXvx0vI/AAAAAAAABdU/VQf3tJsNozs/s800/Death_Note__This_Is_Heaven_by_behindinfinity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510317685636977394" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THiUuyNe1dI/AAAAAAAABdM/NjT-Xc9ITSI/s1600/Bleach__While_Stars_Shine_On_by_behindinfinity.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 352px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THiUuyNe1dI/AAAAAAAABdM/NjT-Xc9ITSI/s800/Bleach__While_Stars_Shine_On_by_behindinfinity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510317675561014738" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THiUuWu3TbI/AAAAAAAABdE/kQszHEDhk7U/s1600/Who_Are_You_Protecting__by_behindinfinity.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THiUuWu3TbI/AAAAAAAABdE/kQszHEDhk7U/s800/Who_Are_You_Protecting__by_behindinfinity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510317668184837554" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THiUt0YQfYI/AAAAAAAABc8/1ecV6xJHpYU/s1600/Shippuuden__Itadakimasu_by_behindinfinity.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THiUt0YQfYI/AAAAAAAABc8/1ecV6xJHpYU/s800/Shippuuden__Itadakimasu_by_behindinfinity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510317658963213698" border="0" /></a>I feel like i wanna quit my job, buy a SLR camera, go to everywhere then take so many pictures...I wanna be free!!! help me!!!! LOL Rather than mind my stubborn lines above, you better enjoy the cosplay photos. And have a great weekend ^^<br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-54673954486727246652010-08-27T11:43:00.005+07:002010-08-27T11:52:07.853+07:00how lucky i am<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THdEB-8lFpI/AAAAAAAABc0/q4dhckS7BSk/s1600/happy,woman,bicycle,field,girl,beautiful,women-a059fd2d27866e8bdf5a9c4abf301964_h.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THdEB-8lFpI/AAAAAAAABc0/q4dhckS7BSk/s800/happy,woman,bicycle,field,girl,beautiful,women-a059fd2d27866e8bdf5a9c4abf301964_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509947469978736274" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">"Many women do noble things,</span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">but you surpass them all."</span></span><br />-Proverbs 31:29-<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /></div>jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7729383943187651565.post-33501711318618034792010-08-25T11:08:00.004+07:002010-08-25T11:31:18.278+07:00The Captain of My Soul<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THSb5iWQScI/AAAAAAAABb4/Y9uhqh2fuvE/s1600/boat,clouds,rain,sea,storm-30806bbc095963b5b2358425ee1335b4_h.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PXXRXi8M08/THSb5iWQScI/AAAAAAAABb4/Y9uhqh2fuvE/s800/boat,clouds,rain,sea,storm-30806bbc095963b5b2358425ee1335b4_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509199656955955650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">Out of the night that covers me,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">black as the pit from pole to pole,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I thanks whatever gods may be,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">for my <span style="font-weight: bold;">unconquerable soul.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">In the fell clutch of circumstance,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I have not winced nor cried aloud.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Under the bludgeonings of fate,<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />my head is bloody, but unbowed.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Beyond this place of wrath and tears,</span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">looms but the horror of the shade</span>,<br />and yet,</span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> the menace of the years finds,<br />and shall find me, unafraid.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">It matters not how strait the gate,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">how charged with punishment the scroll,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I am <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >the master of my fate</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I am <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">the </span>captain of my soul.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Invictus by William Ernest Henley</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">*A poem which gave Nelson Mandela a strength when he was in prison for 26 years. Invictus means </span>unconquered.jakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03527607420023082550noreply@blogger.com4