<?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-10518407</id><updated>2011-11-13T04:49:13.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meilani</title><subtitle type='html'>The story of my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10518407.post-9005585974954075141</id><published>2009-06-30T17:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:06:44.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>Well, how do I start? I am expecting a baby girl to be born in a month, I am looking at buying a house, my oldest daughter is going to preschool next month!!! Life is just keep blossoming, eventhough my career seems to take a halt. As for being a real engineer, is so out of site right now, but probly in 3 or 4 years from now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In three days I will be having my long mathernity leave from where I work, and I am looking forward for that. It means that I have time to rest, to get the house ready in time for the baby, although it kinda left behind, because I can only have it done on weekends, and ussually on weekend I'd rather sleep than doing anything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next order things to do is to figure out a day at which I can have the baby... unfortunate but I can't have the baby normal so I have to have a c section.... which I don't want to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-9005585974954075141?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/9005585974954075141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=9005585974954075141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/9005585974954075141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/9005585974954075141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#9005585974954075141' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-2598188291418530865</id><published>2009-03-29T20:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:37:43.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze_r10Q_sbY/SdAgp6iFYYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/wFz0FAqilGc/s1600-h/O_Bulat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze_r10Q_sbY/SdAgp6iFYYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/wFz0FAqilGc/s320/O_Bulat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318787064383496578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a picture of my baby girl, Gabriella. She is growing up so fast. she's learning her abcs as she play with the toy her father sent for her. she also has a puppy that she takes care off. They share time, bed, even milk. I thought that was cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've change job again and been a week working at the new job. With not many responsibilities yet, the job is easy enough. I just thought that there are so many things that makes work in here enjoyable, but also so many things that makes it not as cool as I thought it would be. &lt;br /&gt;One of the coolest thing I like working here is, definately the weather. I love comming out of work and still enjoy the warmth of the sunshine, yet it was not overly hot that it feels so pleasant on the skin. It is just like comming out of the Air conditioned room on a summer day in Oklahoma. I love that feeling. &lt;br /&gt;Another good thing, for this year, my husband, will not have many trips to the junggle for exploration, so I got to spend time with my husband every night and talk about our plans, dreams and many other thing. Moreover, many people here are Christian, and twice a week we meet and pray which are cool I thought.&lt;br /&gt;As for things that makes the job isnt as cool, is how the job is. I kinda like engineering work a lot more than that of administarial work. At this new job, it is all administarial work. I might just have to get my time here for at least a year then look for another engineering Job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Good news, My baby girl is on the way and she is about 22 weeks now. My husband and I have been calling her with a boy name from the time we know that we are pregnant, but the docter told us that she is a girl so we started to call her with a different name. Edward, my husband, has had the names long befor they are born so the minutes that we knew we are pregnant, the baby alredy has a name. &lt;br /&gt;We will name our baby girl Eljoline Yisrael with a nick name of "isra" I thought it is cute. The name is the abriviation of all Edward's sisters and Yisrael means "God of Israel" I think... so hopefully with bearing the name of great women and God, that she will be a blessing for everyone she gets to know through her life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's probly what is up with me this month. probly more up dates soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-2598188291418530865?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/2598188291418530865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=2598188291418530865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/2598188291418530865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/2598188291418530865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#2598188291418530865' title='2009 update'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze_r10Q_sbY/SdAgp6iFYYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/wFz0FAqilGc/s72-c/O_Bulat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10518407.post-7475578092686978317</id><published>2009-01-11T22:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:54:16.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>So I got to meet my husband's sisters over the new year. Kak Else, Kak Lisa, kak Mei, Kak Joe, lerry. Oh I also get to see my husband's brother,   They are a lot of fun to be with. I didn't get to spend much time with them because while I was away with them my dad went to the hospital and was in a coma. So I had to cut the family reunion very short, only from December 31st up to the 3rd of January. &lt;br /&gt;I got 3 weeks vacation this christmas, starting on December 21st up to january 10th. I spend christmas with my family in jayapura. I got to see my baby, Gabriella all that time. It made me happy to see that Gabriella loves edu so much. She wanted to do everything only with Edu. :) that always made me smile. I would not dream that she will get that attached with edu, before, but now seeing how she interacts with Edu, made me believe there is a special bond between the two of them. Before my husband and I went for our vacation, I got so sick almost everyday... Edu told me that I might be pregnant, and I told him that it cant be, I was just too tired from work and the christmas celebration we made on December 11th. Then we finally test it, and I was pregnant, I haven't been to the doctor yet, but I might already be two month pregnant now. I Should go soon. well other then that.... Nothing really new. I might be resigning out of my job in a month or two. we will see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-7475578092686978317?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/7475578092686978317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=7475578092686978317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/7475578092686978317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/7475578092686978317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#7475578092686978317' title='New Year'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-879273661128692654</id><published>2008-05-21T22:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:45:59.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Me</title><content type='html'>Life is great the past year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job almost a year ago. I had been on training but as I get use to everything, doing the job is so easy. I am busy most of my working hour but I tried not to bring any job related work home. I work as a mechanical engineering at an underground department of a mining Company. It is so much fun, I design drain system, and services piping network for the mine. I love the job. My bos is such a cool, smart guy... hey, I can't asked for a nicer bos then him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now married to such a loving husband and I thank God everyday that I actually meet and marry him. So Gentel, so loving, and most of all, He loves the Lord. Eventhough we have not been living together, because of the complicated work locations, it's been such a good marriage. We both learn to conform to each others need and keep trying to have good communications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now. When I have time, I will post his picture :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-879273661128692654?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/879273661128692654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=879273661128692654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/879273661128692654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/879273661128692654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#879273661128692654' title='Happy Me'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-8540395712424367170</id><published>2007-01-23T07:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T07:31:01.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>So I am so happy to be able to be home. I got to spend so much time with Gabriella. She is growing so fast. When I got home, she already have her two front theet out. Now she can sit all by her self for a long time  and start to crawl around. It is such a joy to see her to be able to do something new for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I am happy I can spend time with her, I might have been a little depressed. I sometimes cried for no reason. I might just have to go out with some friends sometimes so I wont go nuts just staying home. As for work, the company who had given me the green light has not said anything further so I dont know what they are thinking. I think it's a bit harder for the company as to figure out what kind of salary I should be getting since I was graduated from a university in US but they also are not sure as what to expect from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be random, I am also happy, that the manggo tree on my backyard has so much fruit. I got to eat fresh manggo everyday. Juicy and so sweet!!! yay!!! it is in a way a lot better than chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all for now I may stop by again later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-8540395712424367170?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/8540395712424367170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=8540395712424367170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/8540395712424367170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/8540395712424367170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8540395712424367170' title='Home'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-9184738174995183000</id><published>2007-01-19T04:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T05:08:29.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue like Jazz</title><content type='html'>Fide, a good friend of mine, has given me a book called, "Blue like Jazz." I had just finished the book. The book was about how a christian struggle with some of the basic concepts of being a christian. It really help to open our mind, especially for us who are living around a christian "buble". Sometimes when we are out of our comfort zone is when we learn the most. He went to one of the most "heatan" college, yet love it there... he shows that christian faith can grow outsite of the "buble." &lt;br /&gt;well, if you ever want to read it. This book is really good. I recomend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-9184738174995183000?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/9184738174995183000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=9184738174995183000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/9184738174995183000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/9184738174995183000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#9184738174995183000' title='Blue like Jazz'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-3664022892945881814</id><published>2006-12-17T11:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:47:25.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's next?</title><content type='html'>It feels so free to finally finish the race of getting a college degree. The last four and a half year, was great. Ofcourse there are ups and downs, but through it all I've learn so much. I've learn to love so many friends and now it is so hard to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the transision to the next chapter of my life... but I don't know what will it be? &lt;br /&gt;I know one thing though... I want to be with my daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-3664022892945881814?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/3664022892945881814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=3664022892945881814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/3664022892945881814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/3664022892945881814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#3664022892945881814' title='What&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-9118116965336481232</id><published>2006-11-14T00:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:54:26.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Try this this  is kinda fun</title><content type='html'>1.) Put your music player on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;2.) Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Use the song title as the answer to the&lt;br /&gt;question.&lt;br /&gt;4.) NO CHEATING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions and my answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) How am I feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Honey -- Mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let see am i feeling sweet? huahahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Where will I get married?&lt;br /&gt;Truly, madly, deeply -- savage garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha on a mountain? sea? hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) What is my best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Shake it off -- mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) What is/was highschool like?&lt;br /&gt;You and me -- life house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) What is the best thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;sueno -- Juanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sueno = dream? best thing about me is I'm a dream.... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) How is today going to be?&lt;br /&gt;la camisa negra -- juaness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today going to be black shirt.... well I'm gonna wear a black shirt then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ... Can you feel the love tonight -- Elton John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get to have lion king's songs in your play list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) What song describes my parents?&lt;br /&gt;When You Believe --Whitney Houston &amp; Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) How is my life going?&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been gone -- kelly clarKson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know but okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) What song will they play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;la tortura -- Shakira....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent torture anybody have I? or is it my departure that is a torture for many people.... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;yeah -- usher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what that imply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;You and me -- lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum.... anymore explanation than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;Break away -- kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that mean no? or they just have to break away... ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;You got a way with me -- shania twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum.... how would that make me happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;good bye -- air suply... such an old song!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I dont think I want to say good bye to my life yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;I'm your angel -- R Kelly, Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum.... dont got that either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) What is some good advice?&lt;br /&gt;paint my love -- air suply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay than.... what color whould you like your love to be? hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) What do I think my current theme song&lt;br /&gt;is?&lt;br /&gt;You and me -- life house &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again... my windows media player must have like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) What does everyone else think my current&lt;br /&gt;life?&lt;br /&gt;The phantom of the opera.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha how funny is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) What type of men/women do you like?&lt;br /&gt;obcesion -- Aventura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuuuuuhhhhh.....m no thanks I dont think I like obssessed guys at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it is -- Celine Dion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) What should I do with my love life?&lt;br /&gt;Shake it of -- mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay is that mean I should just shake off all the memories about the ex-s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) Where will you live?&lt;br /&gt;Behind this hazel eyes -- kelly clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay who has hazel eyes? I'm leaving behind your eyes.... how scary is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) What will your dying words be?&lt;br /&gt;Nada Valgo Sin Tu Amor -- juaness&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing worth without your love" oh my gosh.... who am i going to say this words to when I'm about to die? That will be so romantic.... hahahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-9118116965336481232?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/9118116965336481232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=9118116965336481232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/9118116965336481232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/9118116965336481232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#9118116965336481232' title='Try this this  is kinda fun'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-183924952581279290</id><published>2006-10-09T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:44:29.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8071/1283/1600/DSCF4776v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8071/1283/320/DSCF4776v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my cap and gaun today....&lt;br /&gt;I am so exited...&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I am at the end of this chapter of life.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to move on with life.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-183924952581279290?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/183924952581279290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=183924952581279290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/183924952581279290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/183924952581279290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#183924952581279290' title=''/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-5921941886725302549</id><published>2006-10-09T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:40:01.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I got my Cap and Gaun for Graduation!!! Yay me!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am getting too excited...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-5921941886725302549?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/5921941886725302549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=5921941886725302549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/5921941886725302549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/5921941886725302549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#5921941886725302549' title=''/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-115969981713776790</id><published>2006-10-01T05:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T05:50:17.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 kualitas pribadi</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ketulusan&lt;/strong&gt; menempati peringkat pertama sebagai sifat yang paling disukai oleh semua orang. Ketulusan  membuat  orang  lain merasa aman dan dihargai karena yakin tidak akan dibodohi atau dibohongi. Orang yang tulus selalu mengatakan kebenaran, tidak suka mengada-ada, pura-pura, mencari-cari alasan atau memutarbalikkan fakta. Prinsipnya "Ya di atas Ya dan Tidak di atas Tidak". Tentu  akan  lebih  ideal  bila  ketulusan  yang selembut merpati itu diimbangi dengan kecerdikan seekor ular. Dengan  begitu,  ketulusan tidak menjadi keluguan yang bisa merugikan diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rendah hati&lt;/strong&gt;  beda dengan rendah diri yg merupakan kelemahan, kerendahhatian justru mengungkapkan kekuatan. Hanya orang yang kuat jiwanya yang bisa bersikap rendah hati. Ia seperti padi yang semakin berisi semakin menunduk. Orang  yang rendah hati bisa mengakui dan menghargai keunggulan orang lain. Ia bisa membuat orang yang di atasnya merasa nyaman dan membuat orang yang di bawahnya tidak merasa minder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kesetiaan&lt;/strong&gt; sudah menjadi barang langka dan sangat tinggi harganya. Orang yang setia selalu bisa dipercaya dan diandalkan. Dia  selalu  menepati janji, punya komitmen yang kuat, rela berkorban dan tidak suka berkhianat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bersikap positif&lt;/strong&gt;  selalu berusaha melihat segala sesuatu dari kacamata positif, bahkan dalam situasi yang buruk sekalipun. Dia lebih suka membicarakan kebaikan daripada keburukan orang lain, lebih suka bicara mengenai harapan daripada keputusasaan, lebih suka mencari solusi daripada frustasi, lebih suka memuji daripada mengecam, dan sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keceriaan&lt;/strong&gt; karena tidak semua orang dikaruniai temperamen ceria, maka keceriaan tidak harus diartikan ekspresi wajah dan tubuh, tetapi sikap hati. Orang  yang  ceria adalah orang yang bisa menikmati hidup, tidak suka mengeluh dan selalu berusaha meraih kegembiraan. Dia dapat mentertawakan situasi, orang lain, juga dirinya sendiri. Dia punya potensi untuk menghibur dan mendorong semangat orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bertanggung jawab&lt;/strong&gt; dia akan melaksanakan kewajibannya dengan sungguh-sungguh. Kalau melakukan kesalahan, dia berani mengakuinya. Ketika mengalami kegagalan, dia tidak akan mencari kambing hitam untuk disalahkan. Bahkan kalau dia merasa kecewa dan sakit hati, dia tidak akan menyalahkan siapapun. Dia  menyadari  bahwa  dirinya sendirilah yang bertanggung jawab atas apapun yang dialami dan dirasakannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Percaya diri&lt;/strong&gt; memungkinkan seseorang menerima dirinya sebagaimana adanya, menghargai dirinya dan menghargai orang lain. Orang yang percaya diri mudah menyesuaikan diri dengan lingkungan dan situasi yang baru. Dia tahu apa yang harus dilakukannya dan melakukannya dengan baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kebesaran jiwa&lt;/strong&gt; dapat dilihat dari kemampuan seseorang memaafkan orang lain. Orang yang berjiwa besar tidak membiarkan dirinya dikuasai oleh rasa benci dan permusuhan. Ketika  menghadapi  masa-masa sukar dia tetap tegar, tidak membiarkan dirinya hanyut dalam kesedihan dan keputusasaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easy going&lt;/strong&gt;  orang yang menganggap hidup ini ringan. Dia tidak suka membesar-besarkan  masalah  kecil.  Bahkan berusaha mengecilkan masalah-masalah besar. Dia tidak suka mengungkit  masa lalu dan tidak mau khawatir dengan masa depan. Dia tidak mau pusing dan tertekan dengan masalah-masalah yang berada di luar kendalinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Empati&lt;/strong&gt; adalah sifat yang sangat mengagumkan. Orang yang berempati bukan saja pendengar yang baik tetapi juga bisa menempatkan diri pada posisi orang lain. Ketika terjadi konflik, dia selalu mencari jalan keluar terbaik bagi kedua   belah   pihak,   tidak  suka memaksakan  pendapat  dan kehendaknya sendiri. Dia selalu berusaha memahami dan mengerti orang lain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-115969981713776790?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/115969981713776790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=115969981713776790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/115969981713776790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/115969981713776790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115969981713776790' title='10 kualitas pribadi'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-115903452758647920</id><published>2006-09-23T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T13:02:07.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival Guide at Oklahoma Christian</title><content type='html'>One day Cherry went home and said that Elkin's had given them a planner. So I check out the planner. Inside it, there are quotes on how to survive during college in OC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one is from our president. Dr. Oneal saying, "Always wear a hard hat when sproting a neck tie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then if you flip the page over and find a wild life survival tip #00241 saying, "Skunk can only spray you when pointing away from you. Stay safe by maintaining eye contact at all times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flotation Survival Tip #00104&lt;br /&gt;"In the event of an emergency, your chapel seat could possibly serve as a flotation device."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheather Savety Survival Tip #00120&lt;br /&gt;"If you find yourself in the middle of a tornado, spin rapidly in the opposite direction."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology Survival Tip #00147&lt;br /&gt;"Laptops work best above water"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church survival Tip #00182&lt;br /&gt;"Setting multiple alarm clocks will ensure a consistent church arrival time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia Survival Tip #00201&lt;br /&gt;"Stop, Drop &amp; Nap."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digestion Survival Tip #00212&lt;br /&gt;"Eat pizza slowly to avoid choking and accidental ingestion of pizza box."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toxic Fumes Survival Tip #00134&lt;br /&gt;"Gas mask and other air freshening device are a necessary defense from the salty aroma of the Purina factory on days with a west wind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food Survival Tip #00981&lt;br /&gt;"Microwave ovens work best when the dor is kept closed while cooking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Life Survival Tip #00254&lt;br /&gt;"Lightning is most likely to strike those who sneak out after curfew."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammar Survivla Tip #00250&lt;br /&gt;Excessive instant messenging has been known to cause confusion and spelling trauma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-115903452758647920?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/115903452758647920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=115903452758647920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/115903452758647920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/115903452758647920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115903452758647920' title='Survival Guide at Oklahoma Christian'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-115708687230206028</id><published>2006-08-31T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T01:36:28.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom</title><content type='html'>First week of school is good. I am happy. I got to see the people I love. The high light, I got to see Kim. She's my 4th mom that I have, not nececarilly that they are married to my dad but I called them mom because they let me call them mom and I know that they love me. I am lucky to be able to call these 4 ladies as mom. I guess rather than talking about the firt week of school, I would rather talk about these wonderfull women who taught me to love and who made a lot of difference in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one, ofcourse, is my biological mom. Her name is Magdalena Woisiri. I can't ask for a better mom. Although she never get the taste of going through highschool, she is one smart lady. Not to mention that she is really creative. From knitting, crochetting, you name it, she can do it all and do it well. She has many tallents, but the one that help me go through life is the way she love her family. Her main language of love is service to other. I guess that is where I got that, it is also what my primary language of love. I am so lucky to have learned to love other from her because now, more then ever I can see that the love I sow on others has come back to me. Now more than ever I have many friends that will always be there for me. So thanks to my mom that I have learn a valuable life lesson which I can use all my life. That is to love the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second mom is my hostmother in Vermont. Her name is Denise Bowen. I remembered there were times when I did not like Denise, but now looking back, I am thankfull to have known her. She taught me to be more mature and to have more dicipline. The one thing that stuck with me was she always said that I should be more appreciative of the thing I have. She is my mom going through highschool. Two Thumbs up for her! She did a good job of parenting, for having to have a teenage girl in her house for three years. Although I never really open up to her during the three years that I stayed with her, now, more than ever, she is my best friend who always have her ears open when ever I need an ear to talk about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third one is my roommate and best friend's mom. Becky's mom. Mary Huntly. One of the most giving and unselfish mom I ever known. She will do anything for her family. I have to tell you that, when I went home with Becky, her parents treat me like their own daughter. I can feel so much love in that house. One thing that amazes me the most is mom Huntly works straigh from 1:00 am untill 5:00 pm and at the end of the day you only hear her said her leg hurts and no other complaints. If I am mom Huntly, I probly have 1001 complaint to say every day. One thing I know is she is really strong and that inspires me to be as strong as she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth one is ofcourse, Kim. She's a lady I've known since my freshmen year in OC. She's from Thailand and she always made my day better after I talk to her. She just have that charming personality. She pretty much play the role of being my mom here in Oklahoma Christian University. She listen to my problems and gave me posible solutions and always gave me encouragement in doing what my heart desire. I would even say that she is one reason why I am still in engineering after I found out I don't enjoy the classes as much anymore almost a year and a half ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks to all this wonderfull women, who have come to my life and leave a footprint in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-115708687230206028?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/115708687230206028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=115708687230206028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/115708687230206028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10518407.post-114472863402012676</id><published>2006-04-10T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:10:34.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Toastmasters</title><content type='html'>by Blair Dodson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Toastmasters you’ve been such a friend to me;&lt;br /&gt;You made me into the best speaker I could possibly be.&lt;br /&gt;You have made me laugh and made me cry;&lt;br /&gt;In my life you have been the all time high.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout systems we have spent countless hours together,&lt;br /&gt;Just because role is taken by our friend Heather.&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life with such a bang,&lt;br /&gt;And now we leave you with our president John Chang.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to all the memorable votes we have heard in this place,&lt;br /&gt;From the Cowboy, to the panther, and even Wright Patterson Air Force Base,&lt;br /&gt;From Brady Shumate for VP of Education to not John Harris,&lt;br /&gt;To all of the Charles Gregg throws like a girl votes meant to embarrass.&lt;br /&gt;A fond farewell to the speeches we will miss in the fall,&lt;br /&gt;But here’s to “Why Men Should Wear Pink”, “A Life in Hairstyles”, and “Professors in the Restrooms” speeches we all can recall.&lt;br /&gt;Every Wednesday at 11:30 am there will be a hole in our heart,&lt;br /&gt;From the pledge, to the bell, to the handshakes, and the general we’ll miss every part.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Toastmasters our dear old friend,&lt;br /&gt;You have been with us throughout systems to the very end.&lt;br /&gt;We will miss you very sadly,&lt;br /&gt;Although we could use the $27 very badly.&lt;br /&gt;And now Toastmasters we in Systems III bid you ado,&lt;br /&gt;Also to the kids in Systems I and Dr. Ryan too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-114472863402012676?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/114472863402012676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=114472863402012676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/114472863402012676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/114472863402012676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114472863402012676' title='Ode to Toastmasters'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-114413140261053166</id><published>2006-04-04T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:18:18.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/dog/index.jsp?testname=dogogt&amp;resultid=H" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="115" alt="Take this test at Tickle" src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/dog/images/spaniel_s.gif" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meilani, you're a Cocker Spaniel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bones about it, you're a perky, loving Cocker Spaniel. (Think Lady from Lady and the Tramp.) Playful and energetic, you're a real people person — er, dog. People can't help but fall hook, line, and sinker for your friendly, well-rounded personality and natural charm. It's a subtle thing, though — being outgoing and flirtatious, not showy, is the name of your game. Friends, co-workers, and potential dates can't help liking you. How could they not? Your winning-yet-humble ways make you popular, admired, and a joy to be around. Woof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/dog/index.jsp?testname=dogogt&amp;amp;resultid=H" target="_blank"&gt;What Breed of Dog Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"&gt;Tickle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-114413140261053166?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/114413140261053166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=114413140261053166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/114413140261053166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/114413140261053166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114413140261053166' title=''/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-114108169432436636</id><published>2006-02-27T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:08:14.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Meilani means....</title><content type='html'>I got this forward from a friend it's kind funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: You are beautiful and sexy&lt;br /&gt;E: You are always fun when it comes to meeting new people&lt;br /&gt;I: Love is something you believe in&lt;br /&gt;L: You always make other people smile when you smile&lt;br /&gt;A: YOUR A HOTTIE&lt;br /&gt;N : your sex is unforgetable&lt;br /&gt;I: Love is something you believe in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***The Alphabet:&lt;br /&gt;A : YOUR A HOTTIE&lt;br /&gt;B : you are loved by alot of ppl&lt;br /&gt;C : you're wild and crazy&lt;br /&gt;D : You have trouble trusting people&lt;br /&gt;E : You are always fun when it comes to meetingnew people&lt;br /&gt;F:People totally adore you&lt;br /&gt;G : You are very friendly and&lt;br /&gt;H: You have very good personality and looks&lt;br /&gt;I : Love is something you deeply believe in&lt;br /&gt;J : Everyone loves you&lt;br /&gt;K : You like to try new things&lt;br /&gt;L : You always make other people smile when yousmile&lt;br /&gt;M : You are beautiful, and sexy&lt;br /&gt;N : your sex is unforgetable&lt;br /&gt;O : You love foreplay&lt;br /&gt;P : You are very friendly and understanding&lt;br /&gt;Q : You are a hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;R: Someone loves you&lt;br /&gt;S : People think you are so sexy&lt;br /&gt;T : You are one of the best in bed&lt;br /&gt;U : You are really chill&lt;br /&gt;V : You are not judgemental&lt;br /&gt;W : You are very broad minded&lt;br /&gt;X : You never let people tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;Y : you make every experience great&lt;br /&gt;Z : You're Super cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repost this with the title "What ur namemeans???"delete the persons name and replace it withyours.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-114108169432436636?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/114108169432436636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=114108169432436636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/114108169432436636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/114108169432436636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114108169432436636' title='What Meilani means....'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-114067744719392494</id><published>2006-02-23T00:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T00:50:47.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Commercials</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://funnycommercials.blogspot.com/?referrer=http://liamshapcott.blogspot.com/"&gt;Funny Commercials&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-114067744719392494?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://funnycommercials.blogspot.com/?referrer=http://liamshapcott.blogspot.com/' title='Funny Commercials'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/114067744719392494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=114067744719392494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/114067744719392494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/114067744719392494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114067744719392494' title='Funny Commercials'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-112759474773580870</id><published>2005-09-24T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T15:45:47.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Semester</title><content type='html'>The semester has been going really well so far. I'm working 17 hours a week, building a baja car and taking 5 other engineering classes. I'm overwhelmed looking toward the next few weeks to come. I guess I just have to keep on working hard and try to get this semester over with. I hope that I wont be too tired and become sick. This past 3-4 months I have been sick twice and it's not fun, because i cant do anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;Well I have been talking to Billy a couple of times. I thought the guy has some interest on me, but I think he is not serious anymore. I cant believe he didnt let me know that he was going to have his practice untill 9:30. We agreed to watch movie at 8:30 but when I tried to call him and e-mail him he was not there (ofcourse, he was at his play practice). So at 9:00 I decided to go to Barty's apartment. There, Marcos, Josh and I were playing soccer, which made the downstair people mad and so they called Jen at 11:00 pm. Jen express it this morning that she was so mad and I confess it was me. She might think that I am really stupid for playing soccer in the apt. at 11pm at night.&lt;br /&gt;One more thing that concern me more is system class presentation. I am not looking forward for it. I hate public speaking and I hate the professors. I hope Dr. Cutbirth will have mercy on my soul and give me good grade anyway. Well that's all for now. I think I'm going to take a nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-112759474773580870?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/112759474773580870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=112759474773580870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/112759474773580870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/112759474773580870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112759474773580870' title='Fall Semester'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-112612332630270542</id><published>2005-09-07T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:02:06.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does this e-mail reflect the nerd essence of the writer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Thursday, September 01, 2005 12:46 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Jeff Bigelow; Steve Maher; Jim Cutbirth; David Cassel; Jim Elkins; Byron Newberry; Wayne Whaley; Myra Nickerson; Mary Ann Brown; Joe Watson; Bill Ryan; David Waldo; Don Robinson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cc: Ryan Harms; Luke Watson; Michael Collins; Natasha Hartsock; Alyson Mack; Charles Gregg; Charles Ray; Derek Nuckols; Heather Moore; Jackson Hejl; Jacob Ely; James Baird, Jr. -STUDENT ACCOUNT-; Jay Prock; Jonathan Langford; Joshua Gramling; Kevin Plumlee; Laura Kite; Meilani Rudamaga; Reuben Dodson; Stephen Maddux; Zachary Gladhill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: PEC Solutions - School of Engineering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Importance: High&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you may or may not be aware, a certain problem has been identified in the PEC atrium. This problem has a radius of roughly 695,000 km and a surface temperature of approximately 11,000 oF. You are probably asking yourself, "How could I have missed such an atrocity?!? Why wasn’t I informed of this?" Well, luckily for us, this flaming ball of gas is located roughly 93 million miles away (as the crow flies) and the atmosphere of our Earth protects us from some of its most damaging effects. But even with a thick protective covering, we are still forced to scorch and squint when the sun comes shining in the large windows on the east side of the PEC atrium.&lt;br /&gt;The problem is experienced primarily between the hours of 8:00am and 12:00pm. The bright light shining in makes it not only difficult to see in general, it also makes reading your laptop a bear (if you’ve ever tried to read a laptop in broad daylight you know what I’m talking about). In addition, the solar heat gain in the room makes sitting in the direct light uncomfortable as well as adding an unnecessary cooling load on the building’s HVAC system.&lt;br /&gt;A solution was proposed by a small group of senior Mechanical Engineering students. The solution included using club banners from spring sing and suspending them from shower curtain rods in the east side windows. Unfortunately, after the first banner was put up, someone filed a complaint with Myra about the banner being up. It is our thought that the complaint was not due to the existence of some sort of functioning curtain, but due to the fact that it appeared like an advertisement for a single club.&lt;br /&gt;We feel like curtains or some type of tinting on the windows is not too much to ask. Although some might not agree with the idea of having curtains up in the atrium, the majority of those who actually use the atrium feel it is a good idea. Of course funding could be provided by SGA and private donations. We would appreciate the Department Chairs response so that we can develop a solution to this problem.&lt;br /&gt;Possible solutions include:&lt;br /&gt;Blank Curtains&lt;br /&gt;Window Tint&lt;br /&gt;Retraceable Screen&lt;br /&gt;Let’s be creative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Engineering Students&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-112612332630270542?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/112612332630270542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=112612332630270542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/112612332630270542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/112612332630270542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112612332630270542' title='Does this e-mail reflect the nerd essence of the writer?'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-112520871533139846</id><published>2005-08-28T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T01:23:57.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/1024/collage23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/400/collage23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the road trip &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting the 22nd of August, Erin and I made our long journey from the flat land oklahoma to the beautiful land of new England. The drive took us about 28 hours total. 15 hours from Oklahoma To Ohio and 13 hrs from ohio to massachusset (hum I'm wondering if I spelled the states right). Oklahoma seem to not wanting Erin and I to leave. When we left at 5 in the morning it was pouring as if the sky just let it's faucets run full force. not untill we reached Tulsa that the road can be seen again. I didnt know how Erin can drive in that weather, but I know I'm alive and save right now. lol. well at to the bad begining, Erin and I was out late the night before. we were suppose to start driving at 5 but we were still out with Peter, Cherry, Eri, and Bartola watching "the Pacifier" until around 2 in the morning. When Erin and I get to Ohio at night of the 22nd, we were so dead that the beauty of Colombus, Ohio at night did not even strike us. We colapse at one of Erin's relative's home. We didnt even get to meet our host, because we arived when they were still out with some friends and left when they were still asleep. We were asleep from 10 at night untill what we thought was 6 oclock oklahoma time. little did we know my cell phone, is smarter than the user. It has change it's self to eastern time. so the next day erin and I got up at the same time as we did before, but we felt a lot better since we got a lot more sleep. We continued our trip and got to massachusset just in time for dinner. Well, we were looking for lisence plate to see how many state will we found. I only expect about half or if anything about 30s but I was wrong. we got 43 states out of the 50 states we even get one canadian state. I told Erin boldly that I dont expect to see a New Mexico lisence plate... and an hour later a car prove it wrong. grrrrrr... hihihihi... well driving through all this state made me realize how I miss New England and the trees and the mountain. I also realize that pensilvania is such a beautiful state.&lt;br /&gt;Erin and I are so proud of our self that we drove across US without getting lost once.. well, we cant be really proud about this because we only stayed in the high way. well I guess that's all I am going to write about this. I'm tired and should be in bed by now... good night everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-112520871533139846?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/112520871533139846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=112520871533139846' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/112520871533139846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/112520871533139846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112520871533139846' title=''/><author><name>Meilani</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10518407.post-112458928474725676</id><published>2005-08-20T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:33:00.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/1024/DSCF3075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/400/DSCF3075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin's and Peter's Graduation &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Erin and Peter graduate. Erin graduated with 4.0 and peter got a most outstanding international MBA student award or something which are cool. Both of them made me so proud. Oh one more thing I want to comment, FINALLLLLYYYY Peter let us take a picture of him. After all three years he never let anyone take his picture and today he even smile for the picture which is awsome. Now I have a really good picture of him and I can show it to the world. :) hiihihihihi.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-112458928474725676?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/112458928474725676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=112458928474725676' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/112458928474725676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/112458928474725676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112458928474725676' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10518407.post-112458870859205170</id><published>2005-08-20T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:28:27.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eri and Erin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/640/DSCF3076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/320/DSCF3076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eri and Erin &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twins if I must say. They are so cute. Eri got her blouse yesterday at the chinese market and Erin got hers from Cherry. It look almost the same which are so cool. We have to drag Eri to take the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-112458870859205170?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/112458870859205170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=112458870859205170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/112458870859205170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/112458870859205170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112458870859205170' title='Eri and Erin'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-111296828537367089</id><published>2005-04-08T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T08:51:25.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter and Trip</title><content type='html'>Above was the pictures from easter and trip to Lubbock.&lt;br /&gt;I think I had writen about easter now I will write about the trip to Lubbock, Texas. It was fun, I got to hang out with Melissa, Heather, Laura, James, Collin, Chase and Dr. Cutbirth. Heather, Melissa and I got to watch movies and play cards on the way down and back. The conference was good, except it's a little poorly planned. We find out that many Texas tech student didn't know how to operates any thing. It took them hours to get ready for everything, but they still did a good job. I had a stupid moment there. I was ask by Dr. Cutbirth about what I was thinking about the presentations and I was just coppying melissa's answer. "what was I thinking!!!!" That was embarashing... lol Other than that I had fun. I got to go to the hot tub for 15 minutes... which was really relaxing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-111296828537367089?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/111296828537367089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=111296828537367089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/111296828537367089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/111296828537367089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111296828537367089' title='Easter and Trip'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-111052437664471234</id><published>2005-03-11T00:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T00:59:36.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Biblical Financiers</title><content type='html'>Q. Who was the greatest financier in the Bible?&lt;br /&gt;A. Noah. He was floating his stock while everyoneelse was in liquidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Who was the greatest female financier in the Bible?&lt;br /&gt;A. Pharaoh's daughter. She went down to the bankof the Nile and drew out a little prophet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-111052437664471234?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/111052437664471234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=111052437664471234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/111052437664471234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/111052437664471234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111052437664471234' title='Biblical Financiers'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-111030330443936325</id><published>2005-03-08T10:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T11:35:04.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you've been in College too long when:</title><content type='html'>You consider McDonald's "real food."&lt;br /&gt;You actually like doing laundry at home.&lt;br /&gt;4:00 AM is still early on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;It starts getting late on the weeknights.&lt;br /&gt;Two miles is not too far to walk for a party.&lt;br /&gt;You wear dirty socks three times in a row and think nothing of it.&lt;br /&gt;You'd rather clean than study.&lt;br /&gt;Half the time you don't wake up in your own bed and it seems normal. Computer Solitaire is more than a game it's a way of life.&lt;br /&gt;You schedule your classes around sleep habits and soaps.&lt;br /&gt;You know the pizza boy by name.&lt;br /&gt;You go to sleep when it's light and get up when it's dark.&lt;br /&gt;You live for getting mail. (E-mail included)&lt;br /&gt;Looking out the window is a form of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Prank phone calls become funny again.&lt;br /&gt;Wal-Mart is the coolest store.&lt;br /&gt;World War III could take place and you'd be clueless.&lt;br /&gt;You start thinking and sounding like your roommate.&lt;br /&gt;Blacklights and highlighters are the coolest things on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Rearranging your room is your favorite pastime.&lt;br /&gt;You find out milk crates have so many uses.&lt;br /&gt;The weekend lasts from Thursday to Sunday. (or Wednesday morning to Tuesday night)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-111030330443936325?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/111030330443936325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=111030330443936325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/111030330443936325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/111030330443936325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111030330443936325' title='You know you&apos;ve been in College too long when:'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-111001065856660524</id><published>2005-03-05T02:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T02:17:38.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You're Indonesian When...</title><content type='html'>Your stomach growls when you don't eat rice for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe kecap ABC could turn bad cooking to gourmet food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk during a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat fried rice in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't think Jim Carrey is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think Onky Alexander is a hunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think Rhoma Irama is kampungan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You carry a 16 oz. jar of sambal to where ever you travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think dangdut is stupid, but listen to it anyways, because you are homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to travel 25 miles to buy tahu and tempe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are "Dreaming of a WARM Christmas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your local McDonald's serves rice and sambal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think Supermi is a staple food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever tried passing a Rp 50 coin as a quarter in a US vending machine/pay phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever successfully bribed a police officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever successfully bribed a customs officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your drivers license claims you are 5 years older then you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever legally bought pirated software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever been forced to memorize UUD'45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have bought something from a barefooted street peddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever eaten something sold off a cart on wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realized that money is everything before you were six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that comes to mind when hearing the word "Jakarta" is "macet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone you know has ever ridden on top of a train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daily commute includes thinking up new ways to ride the city bus for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't mind people being late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think standing in line is a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have tried every Monday of your youth trying to avoid upacara bendera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have used a mosquito repellant that looks like a coil and is lit on one end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use the terms "Ni yee", "-lah" and "Ih, jijay" on daily basis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what Pancasila is, what it means and know it by heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daily conversation may include enactments of TV commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your whole class has ever cheated on a test, and gotten away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever spent the night before an exam looking for someone who sells the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like the smell of terasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think the Thomas Cup is equal to the Super Bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can name a manufacturer of shuttlecocks/badminton birdies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a 16' satellite dish hidden in your back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever ridden in a motor vehicle with three wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You miss your maid during laundry day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your clothing has brand names printed on it that is visible from 50' away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attend weddings only until you are done eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have attended weddings that you are not invited to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to McDonald's to get your weekly supply of ketchup, salt, pepper and napkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know more than one music group that stole the tune of Cranberries' "Zombie".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a can of Baygon on your kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make major decisions based on gengsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take advantage of Wal-Mart's 30 days money-back-guarantee to "borrow" home appliances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone in your family has extra pockets in his outfit to hide cookies from the all-you-can-eat bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When watching TV you regularly find that all the channels broadcast the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know more than 10 acronyms/abbreviations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You set the ring tone of your cell phone as loud as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You spend your weekends at an expensive five star hotel near your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have one of those gigantic 5000 watts stereo system even though you can't turn it as loud as you can since you live in a crowded neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Toyota Kijang is packed with bull bar, fog lights, roof rail, car alarm, expensive car audio, gold plated emblems, tail light "protector", racing steering wheels, sports muffler, lowered suspension, 17 inch wheels with expensive tires, etc. Yet you find them not gaul enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are able to squeeze 15 passengers in your Toyota Kijang.&lt;br /&gt;If you're rich, you buy a huge 50.000 dollars imported SUV and demands it to run minimal 12 kilometers with a liter of gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to buy unleaded gas for your imported car even though it costs less than 20 cents a liter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your drivers license at the age of 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got it without any driving tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unfamiliar with electric stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are even more unfamiliar with microwave ovens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a student, your main purpose in life is to succeed in UMPTN and get into a Universitas Negeri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've graduated from college, your main purpose in life is to find an easy job with big salary at a foreign company even if you have to stay unemployed for five years to find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you finally got a job, your main purpose in life is now to get a wife/husband that's rich, from a "good" family, and the most importantly good looking in order to memperbaiki keturunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're proud to be Indonesian - and you pass these jokes on to all your Indonesian friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-111001065856660524?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/111001065856660524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Sorry for those who are english reader. This article is in Indonesian. I like this article a lot, that's why I post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Insinyur lawan Koki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rudy Habibie n Rudy Chaerudin, sukses mana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya ingat waktu di SMA dulu, kami (murid) harusmenjalani test IQ untukpenjurusan. Sekolah saya menetapkan bahwa murid2dengan IQ tinggi bisamasukke jurusan IPA/Science. Murid dengan IQ sedanghanya bisa masuk jurusanSosial dan yang paling rendah IQnya hanyadiijinkan untuk masuk ke jurusanBahasa.Aturan di sekolah saya ternyata berlawanan denganaturan dari SMA swastaterkenal di Yogyakarta yang mengarahkan anak-anakyang ber IQ paling tinggijustru ke jurusan Bahasa.Sewaktu saya diskusi dengan Romo Mangun Wijaya(Alm) tentang kurikulumsekolah, Beliau mengatakan bahwa pendidikan diIndonesia masih mewarisi"budaya" kolonial Belanda.Menurut beliau, seharusnya anak-anak yangkecerdasannya tinggi seharusnyadiarahkan untuk masuk jurusan Sosial supaya dimasa mendatang akan lahirekonom, hakim, jaksa, pengacara, polisi, diplomat,duta besar, politisi dsbyang hebat2. Tetapi rupanya hal itu tidakdikehendaki oleh penguasa(Belanda). Belanda menginginkan anak-anak yangcerdas tidak memikirkanmasalah2 sosial politik. Mereka cukup diarahkanuntuk menjadi tenagaahli/scientist,arsitektur, ahli computer, ahlimatematika, dokter, dsb yangasyik dengan science di labolatorium (pokoknyayang nggak membahayakanposisi penguasa). Saya nggak tahu persis yangbenar Romo Mangun Wijaya ataupemerintah Belanda. Hanya saja waktu itu saya yangkuliah ambil jurusanKurikulum jadi patah semangat karena kayaknyakurikulum di Indonesia inihampir tidak ada hubungannya dengan kehidupan yangakan dijalani orangsetelah keluar dari sekolah.Kita bisa lihat, Insinyur yang menjadi politisibahkan memimpin parlemen,kemudian dokter (umum) bisa menjadi kepala Dinas P&amp;amp; K atau tenagamarketing, sarjana theologia yang jadi pengusaha,dsb. Sampai saat ini,masih banyak orang tua dan masyarakat yangberanggapan bahwa anak yanghebatadalah anak yang nilai matematika dan science-nyamenonjol. Paradigmaberpikir orang tua/masyarakat ini sangatmempengaruhi konsep anak tentangkesuksesan. Bulan Juni 2003 yang lalu, lembagatempat saya bekerjamengadakan seminar anak-anak.Di depan 800-an anak, Kak Seto Mulyadi (Si Komo)menunjukkan 5 Rudy.Yang pertama Rudy Habibie (BJ Habibie) yanggenius, pintar bikin pesawatdanbisa menjadi presiden.Yang kedua: Rudy Hartono yang pernah beberapamenjadi juara bulu tangkiskelas dunia.Yang ketiga: Rudy Salam yang suka main sinetron di TVYang keempat: Rudy Hadisuarno yang ahli di bidangkecantikan dan punyabanyak salon kecantikan di beberapa kota.Yang kelima: Rudy Choirudin yang jago masak dansering tampil memandu acaramemasak di TV.Sewaktu Kak Seto bertanya "Rudy yang mana yangpaling sukses menurutkalian?" Hampir semua anak menjawab "Rudy Habibie"Sewaktu ditanyakan"Mengapa, kalian bilang bahwa yang paling suksesRudy Habibie?"Anak-anakpun menjawab "Karena bisa membuat pesawatterbang, bisa menjadipresiden, dsb"Sewaktu Kak Seto menanyakan "Rudy yang mana yangpaling tidak sukses?"Hampir seluruh anak menjawab "Rudy Choirudin"Ketika ditanyakan "Mengapakalian mengatakan bahwa Rudy Choirudin bukan orangyang sukses?"Anak-anakpun menjawab "Karena Rudy Choirudin hanyabisa memasak"Memang begitulah pola pikir dan pola asuh dalamkeluarga dan masyarakatIndonesia pada umumnya yang masih menilaikesuksesan orang dari karya-karyabesar yang dihasilkannya. Masyarakat kita banyakyang belum bisa melihatkesuksesan adalah pengembangan talenta secaraoptimal sehingga bisadimanfaatkan dalam kehidupan yang dijalaninyadengan "enjoy".Banyak masyarakat kita yang beranggapan bahwa IQadalah segala-galanya.Padahal kenyataannya EQ, SQ dan faktor2 lain jugasangat menentukan.Dalam seminar tsb Kak Seto hanya ingin merubahparagidma berpikir anak-anak(dan juga orang tua/keluarga). Anak-anak dan orangtua harus menyadari danmensyukuri setiap talenta yang diberikan olehTuhan. Bila talenta tersebutdikembangkan dengan baik, maka kita bisa mencapaikesuksesan di"bidangnya".Jadi untuk anak-anak yang tidak pintar matematika,anak2 tidak perlu minderdan orang tua tidak perlu malu atau menekan anak.Anak-anak yang lebihmenyukai pelajaran menggambar dari pada pelajaran2lain, bukanlah anak-anakyang bodoh karena justru anak2 yang punyaimajinasi tinggilah yang pintarmenggambar/ melukis. Anak-anak yang suka ngobrol,kalau kita arahkan bisasaja kelak menjadi politisi atau negotiator yang baik.Anak-anak yang banyak bicara, kalau diarahkanuntuk menuliskan apa yangingin dibicarakan bisa2 menjadi penulis yanghebat. *** Mbak Dwi Setyanijuga mengingatkan kita untuk lebih memfokuskanpada kekuatan kita dari pada"wasting time" bersungut-sungut, hanya memikirkankelemahan kita.Saya pernah membaca pengalaman hidup seorangpenyanyi di Amerika. Penyanyitsb dulunya tidak PD karena wajahnya tidak terlalucantik dan giginyatonggos.Saat menyanyi di pub, dia repot mengatur bibirnyasupaya giginya yangtonggos tidak dilihat orang. Hasilnya: ia hanyabisa menghasilkan suarayangpas-pasan. Ketika temannya meyakinkan bahwagiginya yang tonggos itubukanlah masalah, maka iapun bisa menyanyi denganbebas dan meng-eksploresuara emasnya. Ternyata orang-orang mengingatpenyanyi itu karena kualitassuaranya, bukan parasnya yang jelek dengan gigitonggosnya.*** Kitapun meyakini bahwa Tuhan menciptakansetiap kita (manusia) denganmaksud yang terbaik demi kemuliaan-Nya. Kalau sajakita meyakini haltersebut, maka semua orang akan mensyukuri keadaandan memanfaatkan talentayang Tuhan berikan untuk kemuliaan-Nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-110962761351236872?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/110962761351236872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=110962761351236872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110962761351236872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110962761351236872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110962761351236872' title='good Insight to think about...'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-110922269081404342</id><published>2005-02-23T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T23:24:50.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/640/DSCF1032.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/320/DSCF1032.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Baja team, inspecting car 66, the Baja car the previous students has built&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-110922269081404342?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/110922269081404342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=110922269081404342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110922269081404342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110922269081404342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110922269081404342' title=''/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-110874294637456152</id><published>2005-02-18T10:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T10:09:06.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Milis Beasiswa: [Tips] Menaikkan Nilai TOEFL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://milisbeasiswa.blogspot.com/2005/02/tips-menaikkan-nilai-toefl.html"&gt;Milis Beasiswa: [Tips] Menaikkan Nilai TOEFL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-110874294637456152?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/110874294637456152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=110874294637456152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110874294637456152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110874294637456152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110874294637456152' title='Milis Beasiswa: [Tips] Menaikkan Nilai TOEFL'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-110754986862175052</id><published>2005-02-04T15:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T14:44:28.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sitting here listening to Cuthbirt</title><content type='html'>Well this is one of those day that really nice out there... but i have to sit here in class. But then I dont mind sitting here.... it's a cuthbirt class :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-110754986862175052?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/110754986862175052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=110754986862175052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110754986862175052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110754986862175052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110754986862175052' title='I&apos;m sitting here listening to Cuthbirt'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-110747987094286068</id><published>2005-02-03T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:17:50.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Toast master</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;well I just remember about toast master today. This week's toast master was fun... the theme for this week was talking as the Jamaikan do.... ofcourse no one can do it... end the toast master had a list of "what not to say to win a date"... a few that i got was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"If you are a bugger i'll pick you first!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"are your feet tired since you have been running through my mind today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"My love for you is like a diaria, I can't hold it in." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;lol, that was funny....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Last week we had another toast master meeting and we had really good joker, his name is Steven, and his joke was about the reasons why NCL (non-commital Lips) is in OC (Oklahoma Christian University):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;#5. Epicurus says so: "We recognize pleasure as the first good innate in us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;#4. Professor Elkins (one of the Mechanical Enginering Professors) has sworn to make engineer want to be misserables until the day they graduate, or until technology forces him to retire, so pleasure must come from somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;#3. It is understood that OC engineer dont have enough time for a dating life, so NCL is the only alternative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;#2. It is Biblical (remember it is a Christian School after all). The bible said, "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you" and "love your neighbor as your self"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;#1. Science support it. Nathan Baten who is the smartest guy in our ME program said, "Making out can enhance your immune system through the exchange of antibodies."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;well if I have more of this funny stuff, I would post it.&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/10518407-110747987094286068?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/110747987094286068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=110747987094286068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110747987094286068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110747987094286068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110747987094286068' title='Toast master'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-110746782248679295</id><published>2005-02-03T15:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T15:57:02.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/640/2004_1225Image0003.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/320/2004_1225Image0003.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin's part of the family, from right to left, Jenica, Ethan, Erin, Kelsey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-110746782248679295?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/110746782248679295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=110746782248679295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110746782248679295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110746782248679295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110746782248679295' title=''/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-110746768130753904</id><published>2005-02-03T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T15:54:41.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/640/2004_1226Image0001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/320/2004_1226Image0001.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow in Attleboro Massachuset the day after Christmas&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-110746768130753904?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/110746768130753904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=110746768130753904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110746768130753904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110746768130753904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110746768130753904' title=''/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-110746759028073706</id><published>2005-02-03T15:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T15:53:10.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/640/IKWKDKV.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/137/3315/320/IKWKDKV.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite professor. Dr. Cuthbirt&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10518407-110746759028073706?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/110746759028073706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=110746759028073706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110746759028073706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110746759028073706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110746759028073706' title=''/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-110746692461194245</id><published>2005-02-03T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T15:42:04.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>teaching class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Today, I got to teach my Tools and Quality Management class ethics. It was nerve racking. I hate talking in publick and i don't like to teach at all, especially teaching something that I don't really now. I was right that my voice will crack and it did. Aside from that I'm glad it's over so I dont have to do that again. I might just have to present my project at the end of the semester. This semester and the next two semester, I will have to build a baja car with a team of 14 students. That should be fun, eventhough we would have tons of work to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Being an Engineering student had humble me so much... I discover that I do not know anything. What I know from high school is just a small thing that can help me go through college... lol... enough about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Melissa actually like Dr. Whaley, the proffessor I dont like. I guess everybody have different oppinion on everybody... I think it's just she has not have him for any other class other than instrumentation, or I'm just being so biased because of he did not give me a good impresion when we first met last year, at the time when Oklahoma Christian host an ASME meting.  Today in chaple, the students talk about Pacrim trip, which is a semester of traveling in asia and australia. It sounds so much fun, I would like to actually go on one of those. but then, it means that I have to stay back for another semester in college which I would not like to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Last night I got several e-mail from my friends in Indonesia, who are working in PT. Freeport Indonesia, they made me miss going back home and spending times with them. Sounds like they have so much fun there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;well I think I'm going to take a nap so I can do my assignment tonight and go to the ASME meeting.&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/10518407-110746692461194245?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/110746692461194245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=110746692461194245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110746692461194245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110746692461194245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110746692461194245' title='teaching class'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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-10518407.post-110721134492271420</id><published>2005-01-31T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T15:54:05.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the first day of my 4th week of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today went really well even though i'm realy busy. I had to get to class then to work and class and work again. I got an hour and a half after fluids class before work so Melissa and I got to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;I got my fluid test back and it was good... considering I thought I did really bad... I love Dr. Cuthbirt so much... he such a happy jolly old professor. So different from the other professors... :). I feel like giving him a hug when he gave me back my test... because he didn't fail me at all. I also get my T&amp;amp;MQ quiz today.. didnt study for it so I didn't do as well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda sad the last few day... my honey didn't call or even e-mail me the past two weeks... and was not being sensitive at all last night when I e-mail him. :( but that's probly how boys are.. I just have to try to understand...&lt;br /&gt;The past two weeks, Goldie, the old lady I work with in the caffeteria, tried to get me a boy friend or a "spare" as she call it. last week she tried to hook me up with Wilson, but wilson got a girl friend who I find out was Deidra, and I got a boyfriend... then this week she tried to hook me up with Peter. The guy whom I like two years ago when I started working at the caffetaria. I actually thought, "just if it was 2 years ago... or just if i have not say 'yes' to Doddie" This reminds me of Juraj, a Slovakian tenis player, who was here last year. I got to be close friend to Juraj and Peter because of Catering. I remember Juraj tried to hook me up with Peter. His body build is perfect for me.. he's not too tall for me, but i dont think that we'll be compatible in our personality. We were friends but I know there are some attituteds that I would not like to deal with, beside i tend to be really selfish when i got to close to people. well I gotta go to work. &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/10518407-110721134492271420?l=meilani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/feeds/110721134492271420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10518407&amp;postID=110721134492271420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110721134492271420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10518407/posts/default/110721134492271420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meilani.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110721134492271420' title='the first day of my 4th week of school'/><author><name>Meilani</name><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>
