<?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-7820315</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:54:26.315+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dö yøu WäNt TØ KñOw...WHªT HaPPeÑed ìn My LifÉ ?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anggraeni Yunita_II3_4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091848142302265853</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820315.post-110584941158497931</id><published>2005-01-09T11:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T11:23:31.583+07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>There was nothing special on my holiday. we all stayed at home because my dad was still working as usual. these long days, I spent my time with many activities such as reading novels, watching movie, playing online games - Ragnarok - at warnet or hanging around with my friends. oh yeah there was an interesting novel in Indonesian language which I read this holiday. the title is All American Girl. this book that I borrowed from my friend, Theresia is one of bestseller novel in foreign country. the writer is Meg Cabot. It told about the life of Samantha Madison. Samantha had an oldest sister named Lucy dan a youngest sister named Rebecca. Lucy was a communicative girl and Rebecca was a smart girl, but the characteristic of Samantha was different from her sisters. She was not a communicative and smart girl. But because of it, she became a famous girl in her country. She had saved the president. It happened when she absent from her drawing lesson and passed a bakery. She saw a man who took out gun from his pocket that pointed at to the president who was picking up his son. She suddenly pushed the man and they both fell down. This happened paid attention to the guard. They soon attacked him and arrested him into the prison. Finnaly the president saved. The president reguarded Samantha as a heroin. He took her to be a yputh council of PBB. At the end of the story, the son of president was falling in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7820315-110584941158497931?l=anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/feeds/110584941158497931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7820315&amp;postID=110584941158497931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/110584941158497931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/110584941158497931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Anggraeni Yunita_II3_4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091848142302265853</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-7820315.post-110233346252758938</id><published>2004-12-06T18:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T18:44:22.526+07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 daYs iN cHiNa</title><content type='html'>            This was a day that we were looking forward to go abroad. On November 13th early in the morning at 00.30 the plane took off from Soekarno Hatta Airport. We arrived at Kaohsiung Airport about 06.00. We had to stay at the Kaohsiung Airport for an hour before going to Hongkong. There was no restaurant, just only a snack bar. We reached Hongkong only about 90 minutes. Hongkong Airport much crowded than Kaohsiung Airport. There are many restaurants and department store, but we didn’t buy anything since we were outside the gate wondering there for more than an hour. We didn’t know how to get the restaurants even though we could see from the outside of the waiting room that there was a big restaurant upstairs. Until we decided to enter the gate and went upstairs. There we saw so many restaurants and a big department store. We chose to have some food to eat at one of the restaurants for my father feeling too hungry before going shop. We asked every restaurant, there were no restaurants selling rice. We ate the food that we didn’t know the name of it but it was very delicious. Unfortunately my father didn’t like it, so he himself only ate some bread that we brought from home, Bogor. After eating, we only have 30 minutes to find the gate. So we have no time for shopping even though there are many attractive things.&lt;br /&gt;            At 16.00 we were in Beijing Airport and our local guide had already waited us there. For the arrival was before the schedule, so we spent an hour watching Beijing Acrobatic Show. The most dramatically show was Shaolin. But before watching it, we had Thailand dinner. There we had a bowl of rice using chopsticks, fried chickens, fish curry and some vegetables. Now my father ate much because it is suitable with his appetite. That night we spent an hour to get our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;            The second day we went to Jeweler’s. There is only selling jade. My father bought a bracelet for his mother. But unfortunately, when we got home my grandma couldn’t wear it because it is too smaller for her. And then we went to Great Wall. In the northern part of the vast land of China there lies the Great Wall which stretches from east to west, winding over mountains, across grassland and through deserts in numerous twists and turns. Its gigantic proportions of construction, long history and great magnificence have made it known through out the world and brought it the reputation as one of the world’s seven wonders in the medieval times. Moreover, as the American astronaut Neil Amstrong who named the spacecraft “Apollo” put it, the Great Wall is one of the two construction projects on the Earth that can be seen clearly from space. Watch bay such defense works on the Great wall were built on sheer and irregular mountain projections of the strategy important. Simatai section of the Great Wall was built on the extremely steep mountain ridge. Colorful tree leaves enhance the beauty of the Great Wall. The wall as we see today was mostly built during the Ming Dynasty until it reached an awesome length of 5660 km starting from Shanhai Pass in the east to Jiayu Pass in the west by wasy of Hebei, Beijing, Shanxi, Inner Mongolia, Ningxia and Gansu. We couldn’t reach the whole of the Great Wall. We had reached only one of the defended walls. We were out of breath. There we ate some food likes sosis and some sweeten fruit. I have only a sister and a brother. My sister was so hungry so she ate much the sweeten fruit. On the half way, we stopped for having lunch before we went to Ming Tomb. Ming Tomb is so large and magnificant. We had to go down stairs step by step. Here in Ming Tomb, we saw a special room that there were so much money that was special for anyone to give his or her money by throwing it into the tomb. People said that someone who wishes something they throw money and pray to get some fortune. Ming Dynasty governed China from 1368-1644 there. He built tomb there and later 13 of 16 kings was buried there with their queens. It was evening; the tour went forward to a famous restaurant. Before we eating dinner, we could see the process of cooking the Peking Duck from the glasses window. It was very delicious food that we haven’t tasted it before. We sat at the round table. In the middle of the table, there were 3 plates of Peking duck which had already been cooked. Each of us had a small plate then everyone took a “kulit lumpia” we had to take a kind of “bawang bakung” then we took the Peking duck and dyed it to the sweet soybean, then each of us packed it by oneself and then eat it. Unluckily, my sister because of her stomach ache, she had no appetite to eat it although she love it very much. In fact, it is one of the most delicious food that is in Beijing. This is the second day when the night came; we had to go back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;            3rd day in the morning, we went to Tian An Men but only 3 of us because my mom and my sister went to the hospital to get cure for my sister’s illness. Before reaching Tian An Men, the bus stopped about 2 km before the place. All of us walked along the way to Tian An Men. It was a very large field about 40 ha where in June 1989 more than 1000 students, workers and people were killed by the soldier of China government. The tragedy was broadcasted through the television to the whole world. The second place we went was Forbidden City. We had to go through underground before we reached there. We saw the palace of heavenly purify and the hall of Supreme Harmony. It was noon; we had lunch before going to Summer Palace. The palace is located at northwest of Beijing. It is a very magnificent palace which was rowd by the Queen Ci Xi. In one place, we stop to drink tea. The China tea is popular for our health. An hour later, we had dinner in one of the restaurants near by.&lt;br /&gt;            The fourth day, we packed our baggage. Before gone to the airport, we went to Temple of Heaven, the biggest temple in Beijing. All the tourists come here every vacation to visit the temple. Next, our route is Shanghai. We arrived in Shanghai in the afternoon about 5 o’clock. In Shanghai, there is the only one Indonesian restaurant. But the food was unsatisfied. About seven in the evening, we got Oriental Pearl TV Tower. The building has hundreds of floor. There are 3 of decks observation where became the favorite place for tourists to see Shanghai for many different sides. Then we went for shopping at Nanjing Road. There is a row of stores along the street.&lt;br /&gt;            The fifth day, we went to Yu Yuan Garden in Shanghai. The garden divides 3 parts which stretches by the wall and it looks like dragon. The bridge there was built around nine circles like the body of dragon. We went to airport to go to Shenzhen. There we visited Culture Village where we saw China Folk Culture. Performing many kinds of art from many kinds of ethnic in China. Visitors can see 21 modals of village from 56 ethnic groups in China.&lt;br /&gt;            The 6th day, we were still in Shenzhen going to Window Of The World. Here the visitors can see the nature sightseeing, architectures and even many kinds of entertainment from around the world. The building was built in proportion 1: 1, which all of the building was built as similar as the genuine one. From there, we went to Hongkong by bus. It took 3 hours. Arrived there, we have no activities at all just going shopping. From the opening until the shop closed, we were shopping around.&lt;br /&gt;            The 8th day, before living Hongkong, we were free going anywhere till noon. We went to the airport and back to Indonesia. We arrived at Jakarta early in the morning on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;            It was a very wonderful time that I had never had it before. Though it was really exhausted but it was extremely exciting experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7820315-110233346252758938?l=anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/feeds/110233346252758938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7820315&amp;postID=110233346252758938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/110233346252758938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/110233346252758938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/2004/12/8-days-in-china.html' title='8 daYs iN cHiNa'/><author><name>Anggraeni Yunita_II3_4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091848142302265853</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820315.post-109853904158978540</id><published>2004-10-25T10:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T20:44:01.590+07:00</updated><title type='text'>WeNt To EkALOkaSari PlaZa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A week ago I went to Ekalokasari Plaza with my family. We bought many new clothes like sweaters, jackets, jeans and T shirts for going abroad to spend vacation in our family there. Every 100.000 payment we got a voucher that we could change it to fried potatoes at Exelso Café. After finished shopping, I changed the voucher while my mother was still looking for a gift for my cousin. Before the voucher was changed, I asked the waitress that how long I have to wait for it. She said it didn’t need to wait too long but I had been waiting for half an hour until the voucher was changed to the food and they didn’t permit us to take it home. Meanwhile my father was waiting in his car because he suddenly felt ill. It is impossible for us to eat the fried potatoes in that café. So without saying anything, we took all the food away that they served us on a plate. It is actually not a good experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7820315-109853904158978540?l=anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/feeds/109853904158978540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7820315&amp;postID=109853904158978540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/109853904158978540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/109853904158978540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/2004/10/went-to-ekalokasari-plaza.html' title='WeNt To EkALOkaSari PlaZa..'/><author><name>Anggraeni Yunita_II3_4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091848142302265853</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820315.post-109854379347448712</id><published>2004-10-23T22:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T22:03:13.503+07:00</updated><title type='text'>OpeRatiOn..??Ohh NO...!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to get to a test for my sinusitis. The doctor instruck me to go to laboratorium for examine my blood and urine. After the doctor saw the result of the test, he said that he would ready to have an operation for me dan I must give him my schedule for the operation. It is not thoughtful. I can’t imagine. It must be said that I am afraid to take the operation. Until this moment, I don’t know what must I do to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7820315-109854379347448712?l=anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/feeds/109854379347448712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7820315&amp;postID=109854379347448712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/109854379347448712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/109854379347448712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/2004/10/operationohh-no.html' title='OpeRatiOn..??Ohh NO...!!'/><author><name>Anggraeni Yunita_II3_4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091848142302265853</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820315.post-109567952068562844</id><published>2004-09-11T18:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T18:25:20.686+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My biRtHdäY..</title><content type='html'>             The 10th of September was my birthday. When the first lesson began, my friends told the Geography teacher that today was my birthday. But she didn’t believe us and didn’t respect. I could understand why she did it because since the 2nd month of August untuil this week, we have sung Happy Birthday three times every Geography lesson. And I knew that the 3rd time was not true. The students only wanted to get free from the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;            This event reminded me to a story of a little boy whose name was George. His father one day gave him a small axe to play with. George was greatly pleased with it and took it with him to the garden. Trying it to every tree that came in his way. One of the tree was a young cherry tree. He made some deep cuts in the tree. This cherry tree was greatly prized by his father. When his father found his fine cherry tree almost ruined, he asked his son, George about this tree. He admitted what he had done. His father at once forgave him. The boy of this story was a greatest man, George Washington. I learn something from this story and what the Geography teacher did to me. And I remembered a proverbs : “ Better to slip with foot then with the tongue “.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7820315-109567952068562844?l=anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/feeds/109567952068562844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7820315&amp;postID=109567952068562844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/109567952068562844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/109567952068562844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-birthdy.html' title='My biRtHdäY..'/><author><name>Anggraeni Yunita_II3_4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091848142302265853</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820315.post-109214117163270941</id><published>2004-08-10T19:02:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T19:32:51.633+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My second diary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Two days before Sunday, my mother told me that she would take me to Taman Anggrek for shopping. We set out at about 11 o'clock from Bogor. There was traffic jam along the way to Taman Anggrek. Arriving at Taman Anggrek, my mother selected some clothes for my younger sister and younger brother. My mother gave me a chance to choose some dresses for myself which I liked. I took a look and walked around. Almost half an hour, but neither the fashions nor the colors that suit me. My mother said that she was very tired. Yes, we were both tired and hungry. There were two restaurants on the corner, Chinesse restaurant and Mc Donald's. My mother asked me that which restaurants that I liked to have lunch. For me, I can eat two either of those restaurants. I don't mind. In that condition, I only chose to have a hamburger with a glass of Coca Cola. I had no appetite to eat in the restaurant. We took a look again around the plaza for I need a pair of highheel of shoes. Spending hours looking for the dress and the shoes, but till dawn none of them were delight me. At the end, we got home and nothing I had in my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7820315-109214117163270941?l=anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/feeds/109214117163270941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7820315&amp;postID=109214117163270941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/109214117163270941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/109214117163270941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-second-diary.html' title='My second diary...'/><author><name>Anggraeni Yunita_II3_4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091848142302265853</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7820315.post-109136625131364172</id><published>2004-08-01T20:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T20:36:30.710+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first diary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It is the first time for me to write my diary. If there is no assignment from Mr. Jeffry, I think I will never write diary in my life. In my opinion, writing diary is very boring and only spend my time. But in fact, writing is one of the exercise to make someone much better in English language. Today there is no special experience that happened to me. So I don't know what I have to write. As usual I get up at A.M. I have a shower and breakfast bafore going to school. I get home at 2 o'clock. I take a bath before I have my lunch. Sometimes, I take a nap whenever I feel too tired. But more often, I watch some programs on television. I always do my homework every evening. When there is no exciting program on television, I prefer to read some comics. That is usually I spend my days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7820315-109136625131364172?l=anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/feeds/109136625131364172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7820315&amp;postID=109136625131364172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/109136625131364172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7820315/posts/default/109136625131364172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anggraeni_ii3_4.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-first-diary.html' title='My first diary...'/><author><name>Anggraeni Yunita_II3_4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091848142302265853</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>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
