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due to private reasons, i will stop writing on this blog (but I'm still keeping the posts).please visit my new blog here.---> (me, me and me again)orhere --> (Japan)take care all..

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let me be a baby for a second.it is saturday night and i have to sit here studying.people are going travelling or at least at home with their families.i know am lucky enough. but am lonely and i want to go home.i want to quit worrying about study but i guess that is a good conscious and i know i must hold on. few more months.i miss going to church tooi am sorry God.

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**** "I learn about love from Catholics, working hard from Protestants, accepting faith from Islam, avoiding karma from Hinduism and peace from Buddhism".Spring in Krems.

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it would be the second you touched my face and said "go, i know we will be fine"here i am in krems again.the feelings are mixed and overwhelming.sad to leave you, happy to meet new friends, panic about the dissertation, grateful with my true friends' supports (thanks Mel and Sunny...), scared about the tests, sometimes angry with my decision to leave you, touched by my Mum's advices and comforts

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i need to go to Austria again, for the second term of my exchange program..the visa process is horrible..i've been going back and forth to rijswijk, zoetermeer and den haag..and have spent couple hundreds of euros, and i'm still without the visa, mind you...the fact that i dont really want to go, makes it more annoying..the guy who works in the austrian embassy in Holland can not speak dutch.

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There are two main reasons why I have not written anything for so long:1. The same old story, busy. This semester is unbelievable...so many things to do and to be worried about.2. A wise man once said, "When you find yourself trapped in a hole, the first thing to do is to stop digging"That is what I did not do. I found myself in a hole, and I kept digging. I can not tell in what kind of

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hi dear,Despite the fact that i dont have my own room, being home is great. As I have told you, my parents are happy and we have more understanding to each other. I dont know if it is me or them who are growing up..My hot small town has and has not changed. Honestly, I only love the things that has not changed.One thing sticks in my mind, I can not believe how many more children are begging for

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So, this is it.This is the last day of my internship. It was 12 months ago when I first walked into this little office, first thing I loved was the view of flat amsterdam from my window.ow, how i'm gonna miss the view.And my desk. My broad desk which feels smaller and fuller after some time. It has turned into a home, as comfort as it can be, snacks in the drawer, novels and magazines, favourite

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Dont you hate watching news lately?Usually every morning I would take few minutes to check on CNN, but lately I'd rather amuse myself with the homeshopping programmes.They should concentrate more on finding happy news.There must be still some goodness on this earth. Show it to us!Most of us trust and do what we see on TV, let us learn the good stuffs then..

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When summer started, i got bored of staying at home and doing the same routinities..i was dying to go out, accused him for being too busy, so i had to go lying on the grass under the sun with new friends that i found more interesting.it was fun, but with the expense of our relationship.I was just looking for something new,but when there was no bridge between my brain and heart, everything was a

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My boyfriend and I do not have the most romantic story about how we fell in love. When friends asked how we got together, I had to think and be a bit embarassed by the story i was going to tell.It was one happy night in Holland, i just came back from Austria, and with some friends we decided to threw a party. So we had dinner and opened some drinks. Before being my boyfriend, he was a very good

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cryjust like that, in the office, in the middle of the day. Since morning i've been feeling like crap and if cheese onion Pringles doesn't help, i dont know what else can.this is not me. i'm a happy girl, i dont get sad easily, and i think feeling sad or down is just the state when you stop being grateful enough.only one thing could bring me to this state for 6 hours and more: regret.regret that

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Terrible, terrible headache !i already took two painkillers in two hours, i think this is exactly the way it started with Kelly Osbourne when she was high on painkillers. understandable, because not feeling this banging in my head really feels soooo goood.But i gotta wait until after lunch. As i know i'm easily addicted to many things.addicted to my boyfriend, pizza, pasta, cheese and mayonaise

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Ladies and Gentlemen....finally it is weekend! After spending the whole week doing so much less than planned, finally i can get even lazier this weekend.Few months ago i imagined my final project to be the best report i've ever done. But that dream is so blur and almost gone now that i realize my reading and sources are so poor. 3 reports to go in two months. i've learned that i'm suck in

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For us international students, the question that others ask to us most of the time is:"Why did you choose Holland ?"I always answered by saying that our school has an agent in Indonesia which is actively recruiting students, and that I have a family here.This answer satisfied them.but the truth is I did not know and I did not choose.I've always been the kind of girl who does whatever I feel like

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3 weeks ago I brutally signed up for Japanese speech contest. No specific reason at first, especially after I knew the prize (ticket to Japan!!) can only be given to contestants with EU nationalities, so what the hell, experience, meeting some people, make myself recognized, and standing on a stage. good.But I was dead nervous when I heard how good the other contestants were. I knew I did not

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I wish for a miracle.. Just a simple sentence from my boss: " you can go home early today, laurentia.." please...let the miracle happens. now! It's such a good cloudy Monday to sleep. There are piles of papers on my desk, but really, nothing can get more boring than them.I guess being without sport for 3 weeks and eating pringles while working is not such a good idea. I need to find the old

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She's been staring at the screen for a few minutes, browsing other blogs to find inspirations on what to write about. She thought of her parents, thinking back home at this time it is 4 am, they must be sleeping still. Should she write about her parents? what does she know about them?. She stares at the black keyboard, dying to express something in writing. She needs to write. She still cant. She

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My favourite artist has always been Michelangelo Buonarroti and it is not merely because he drew and sculputured lots of naked men. Together with da Vinci, he was one the most potent force in the Italian High Renaissance. He produced at least two relief sculptures by the time he was 16 years old, the Battle of the Centaurs and the Madonna of the Stairs. Eventhough da Vinci was the genius one, I

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The story behind the picture of "The Praying Hands"Albrecht & Albert Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nürnberg, lived a family with eighteen children. Eighteen! In order merely to keep food on the table for this mob, the father and head of the household, a goldsmith by profession, worked almost eighteen hours a day at his trade and any other paying chore he could find in the

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I just realized that nothing pleases a woman heart better than doing something she really hates for someone she really loves. That's why so many girls sitting grumpily beside her boyfriend while he is busy playing pc/video games. (I just cant think of a better example) Alot of these kinds are smart girls, mind you. so do not tell them to:"get a life".Coz, just be honest, we venuses love doing

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From other riddles that I've read, this one is my favourite: What does man love more than life Fear more than death or mortal strife. What the poor have, the rich require, and what contented men desire, What the miser spends and the spendthrift saves And all men carry to their graves ? *Click "comments" to see the answer

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***************************************************************************When you were born, the first thing that your creator gave you was the free will. However, for some of us, choices in life are so difficult because we simply can not say NO.There are girls who already know what they want and go for it (which is totally fine). But, if you are about to say yes to sex only because he is

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Quote of the day:No matter how rich you become, how famous or powerful, when you die the size of (people attending) your funeral will still pretty much depend on the weather.Michael PritchardHard cold fact. lol.I am just passing through again, just remember: the way to know your goal in life is to think about what you would like for people to say about you and your life at your funeral.Because

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I am distracted. I've been doing almost nothing since this morning . Well, it is Friday, office is more relaxed and alot of chatting around. But actually, I just saw the picture of the only girl that I hate so dearly. and it is bothering me more than I expected.She posted a picture on a webpage, so naturally fair face, beatiful. She was beautiful I know, before she got so fat. I really had to

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When I thought 20,000 people gathering in Dam Square was unbelievably crowded, I still can not imagine how 140,000 dead bodies in Asia looks like.I know I have no right to tell you all to do something, but DO SOMETHING !Even the elementary students here are giving their 2 euros pocket money for the disaster.And me, the real Asian, I bite my lips to hold my tears everytime I see the news. Yet, I

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Last Sunday, Fe and I were going through old cd collections of my long lost love, Elvis, ahem., when we found a song so perfect to be ours.note: He actually recommended the song. himself. (and I totally agree). So I swear this time, it did NOT go like this:Fe:"What song is this?" ~.~Me: "I told you last month. It's our song!"Fe: "is it? ow, okay."Anyhoe... listen to The King !"Take the ribbon

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Yeap, it is true that happiness is just around the corner. You thought you'd be happy when you win 20 million euro New Year lottery. BUT you are also happy, just receiving a thoughtful gift from your boyfriend. He just gave me the most important thing (at least for me)of the year. The classiest and smartest agenda I've ever had.Knowing that he really knows what I need, meaning he's been watching,

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In some days of life I would just loose track. Why am I in this world, again? Why do I wake up to go to sleep?

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hello blog... new year reception is coming. JCC will hold a huge new year reception (just like every other year) on Jan 26, expecting around 500 guests. It is THE event of the year that the members&clients have been expecting.... they learn that seducing potential business partners is easier when they are full and drunk. Anyway, hoping to have more days to sleep on my keyboard, I already sent

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Because the nightTake me now baby here as I amPull me close, try to understandDesire is hunger is the fire I breatheLove is a banquet on which we feedCome on now try and understandThe way I feel when I'm in your handsTake my hand come undercoverThey can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you nowBecause the night belongs to loversBecause the night belongs to lustBecause the night

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Dita kept asking how do we know which one is our soulmate? I also keep wishing that God would show a clearer message.Starting a new relationship was like a hobby for me. All the excitements, ow.. he's so sweet, so special, so charming..and any stupid move he does will seem like a brilliant piece of art to me.How lovely those times were... Hence, girls like me (I know I'm not the only one) leap

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Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.... let this be a decision to make every morning when we wake up... A 92-year-old, petite, legally blind, well-poised and proud lady, was fully dressed this morning by eight o'clock. Her hair was fashionably coifed and makeup perfectly applied. She was moving to a nursing home today. Her husband recently passed away, making the move necessary.

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Few days ago, Yeni (a sweet friend in Austria) emailed a shocking news. Our friend, Erhan Varol has passed away in a car accident in his home country,Turkey. I could not believe it. Kept telling myself: it must be another stupid joke. I kept asking people if it was true, browsing the internet hoping to find the news. But my colleague said: "would anyone joke about it?" So it must be true. And

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1984 Ronald Reagan is president of the US On a Challenger mission, two astronauts become the first humans to fly free of a spacecraft An Union Carbide insecticide plant in Bhopal, India seeps toxic gas killing over 2,000 Penthouse magazine publishes nude photographs of Miss America Vanessa Williams The Soviet Union boycotts the Los Angeles Summer Olympics Richard Stallman starts developing

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*Color of the day: Blue *I'm dead tired and sleepy in my office now. Last night was not my best rest, had a fight with my boyfriend. ...My precious but hurted boyfriend.Speaking of which, Fedi never really liked rollercoasters. I used to love it, but I guess lately I have more fears to those overspeed machines. men-made. *_*Back to the topic. On happy days, he would cook for me and I would

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************************************************* When we meet the right person to love when we're at the right place at the right time. That's a chance. When you meet someone you're attracted to, that's not a choice. That's a chance. Being caught up in a moment (and there's a lot of couples who get together because of this) is not a choice. That's also a chance. The difference is what happens

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"Ik kan me niet voorstellen dat ik ooit zal worden neergeschoten. Maar if it happens, it happens" Theo Van Gogh, in an interview with RVU, a week before his death. (Metro, Wednesday 3 November) *Translation: "I can not say if I will ever got shot down. But if it happens, it happens* Theo Van Gogh was a person with so many friends, and even many more enemies. (Volkskrant,Nov 2, 2004). He made

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Charles Plumb, a U.S. Naval Academy graduate, was a jet pilot in Vietnam. After 75 combat missions, his plane was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile. Plumb ejected and parachuted into enemy hands. He was captured and spent 6 years in a communist Vietnamese prison. He survived the ordeal and now lectures on lessons learned from that experience. One day, when Plumb and his wife were sitting in

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Good morning... It's 9.36 am in Amsterdam..sun has not shown yet, but here I am in my office. I just really want to write (and remember) what happenned this morning. I was getting ready an hour before this, when I remembered: I need to have a bigger bag to carry some books for my Japanese class. So, I moved all my stuff (almost all, apparently) from my tiny bag to a bigger one. Just nearby the

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Today, I learned about what I want and what I need. What I want, does not always make me happy. What I need, does always. I do not always want what I need. But I always feel that I need what I want. Please remember this, because the thing you want could make you loose the thing you actually need. Peace, the indecisive Ms.Dhanio

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Today, me and my boyfriend are exactly 8 months together. Not very special for anybody I guess, not even for him (He has had a relationship that lasted for 4 years). But it is super for me.My longest relationship ever..... was for one and a half year. And I am dare to say that this one is the best one.I know... I know.. you are thinking : "she is so naive..of course we say that on every

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Here is a story of a monkey. Inspired by: Fedi, a soulmate, a bestfriend. There is a shopping centre in Amsterdam, so called Kalverstraat. Amsterdammers and tourists always go there. Monkey can see them walking inside and outside the shops. Monkey loves the view from where he is sitting, in a bag shop: MagBag. *Correction, Monkey is not sitting, monkey is hanging. Monkey is about 5 cm tall,

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I am the new kid on the blog! My boyfriend told me about this webpage and we talked about how some people really have talent in writing. So, rather than daydreaming in front of my comp (I am on my internship and you must've known how 'busy' we are), I decided to try this.Every year, I have resolutions. Twice a year actually; New year resolution and Birthday resolution. (This is normal for

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Last fall term, I went as an exchange student to Krems, Austria. A small town by the danube, one hour from Vienna. Europazentrum, our student residence, was one hell of European students centre. Partying, dancing, drinking.. One of my favorite drink was made by a Spanish friend, Carmen: SANGRIA Fill a large punch bowl with red wine. Add lemon juice, some sugar and cinnamon. Also throw some

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