<?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-7057635394842811853</id><updated>2011-06-08T13:26:11.372+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, I know...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-3489252461150712660</id><published>2009-02-15T21:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:08:42.383+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Measuring Success</title><summary type='text'>How do you measure your success?For many years, I almost believed that success is always about the amount of money I earn or about good career I have. But, recently my mind gradually changes. I met many right people on the right time that shows to me what success is. Through these people, I feel like God giving me piece-by-piece of puzzle to be solved rather than gives a whole picture. I called </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/3489252461150712660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=3489252461150712660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/3489252461150712660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/3489252461150712660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2009/02/measuring-success_15.html' title='Measuring Success'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-3608096332315010219</id><published>2009-01-19T16:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:08:43.178+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quantum Leap - The Interpreter</title><summary type='text'>Knowing how to speak English is one thing, but interpreting English is completely different thing.So, there he goes. Leaping into a character called an “Interpreter”. Last time I saw him, he was a lecturer with tons of office tasks during new coming semester. Preparing research proposal, preparing scholarship applications since he’s so eager to take Ph. D this year, preparing subjects to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/3608096332315010219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=3608096332315010219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/3608096332315010219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/3608096332315010219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2009/01/quantum-leap-interpreter.html' title='Quantum Leap - The Interpreter'/><author><name>Windra Swastika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aceOYK9mWV0/Snn406FYluI/AAAAAAAAARg/SxZqfyVaMog/S220/image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-6541865795511339046</id><published>2009-01-07T05:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T05:21:21.241+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It all started with...</title><summary type='text'>Yay, first posting in 2009 will be grouped in a new category called "My Doctorate Journey"... (Geee... I'm sooo eager to have additional "Ph. D" after my name, so it'll be "Windra Swastika, Ph. D"... Cool, ah? After finishing "My Doctorate Journey", next category will be "The New Adventure of Chasing Professorship", haha2...) So, it all started with a dream (remember...? we all are ordinary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/6541865795511339046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=6541865795511339046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/6541865795511339046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/6541865795511339046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-all-started-with.html' title='It all started with...'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-539543530826884774</id><published>2008-12-31T05:36:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T05:36:30.170+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Posting of Year 2008</title><summary type='text'>This posting is going to be my last posting in 2008, and when I look back, I'm quite amazed what God has done to me so far. How He has changed me, renewed my mind, renewed my strength, moved me from glory to glory... Never doubt that God is indeed a good God. So, here are... the result of my partnership with God. Awarded as Lecturer of the Year 2008 M* C** University - June 2008. *)Achieved </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/539543530826884774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=539543530826884774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/539543530826884774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/539543530826884774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-posting-of-year-2008.html' title='Last Posting of Year 2008'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-1317046861604264365</id><published>2008-12-14T23:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:42:16.317+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've decided...</title><summary type='text'>      “Hi Wind… So, how’s your ADS Application?” (frequently asked question of this month) “Emm… Unfortunately, I failed.” (the word “unfortunately” can be replaced with “fortunately” in the coming months or years… no doubt about that. but for now allow me to put the word “unfortunately” as the most suitable word). “Oh… So bad…” (thanks for your sincerity and pray, guys… I do appreciate that) “</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/1317046861604264365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=1317046861604264365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/1317046861604264365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/1317046861604264365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-decided.html' title='I&apos;ve decided...'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-1727559662941007726</id><published>2008-12-01T18:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:01:04.227+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Quotient</title><summary type='text'>Starting today up to next week or even could be next month, my emotional quotient has been and will be tested. I just lost my all my cell phones (N E71, N5510, N6215) - including the cards (2 GSM, 1 CDMA, and 1 Singapore Number). Someone broke into my room and took all my cell phones plus couple hundreds thousands (for my monthly expenses) from my wallet. How bad is that? For me, it’s bad. Damn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/1727559662941007726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=1727559662941007726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/1727559662941007726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/1727559662941007726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2008/12/emotional-quotient.html' title='Emotional Quotient'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-6393581607066758957</id><published>2008-10-28T18:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:59:41.872+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sermon on the 2nd Floor (Part 1: The Beatitudes)</title><summary type='text'>In the book of Mathew, chapter 5, there’s a very famous and powerful exposition that Jesus ever preach. It called “Sermon on the mount” (Kothbah di Bukit). This “Sermon On the Mount” starts with “The Beatitude” (Ucapan/Sabda Bahagia). There are 8 beatitudes that every believer should live in their daily life, “Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven“, “Blessed are they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/6393581607066758957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=6393581607066758957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/6393581607066758957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/6393581607066758957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2008/10/sermon-on-2nd-floor-part-1-beatitudes.html' title='Sermon on the 2nd Floor (Part 1: The Beatitudes)'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-2398824232894425644</id><published>2008-10-27T03:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:41:51.901+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seed of Greatness</title><summary type='text'>      I’ve just finished watching “August Rush” movie couple minutes ago. It really indeed a good movie, one of the best movie I’ve ever watched. (Thanks to Ivonne Sabrina who put this movie in her favourite movies list). If you DO love music, I strongly recommend you to watch the movie. I guarantee that it’ll inspire you more… Even for me, a guy with no (or very little) music talent, it’s still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/2398824232894425644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=2398824232894425644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/2398824232894425644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/2398824232894425644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2008/10/seed-of-greatness.html' title='Seed of Greatness'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-8023065005398323989</id><published>2008-08-24T19:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:22:09.277+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quantum Leap - Offering Preaching</title><summary type='text'>Inspired from this Quantum Leap Posting by Pak Patris, I felt like having my own Quantum Leap on last Saturday Evening. … and there he goes, stands in a luxurious well-decorated stage before the church musical drama "Gembel Jadi Pangeran" start. His job is to preach what-so-called "Offering Preaching" - a short preaching before offering time… It was easy thou actually, very easy for him if done </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/8023065005398323989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=8023065005398323989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/8023065005398323989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/8023065005398323989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2008/08/quantum-leap-offering-preaching.html' title='Quantum Leap - Offering Preaching'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-7089312234255152358</id><published>2008-06-23T18:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:58:39.128+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gradma</title><summary type='text'>She was 50 when I was born and I’m 30 when she died. Remember my early kid, when my parents were working so hard from day till evening. At that time, she was like my nanny, she took care of me, fed me, protected me with her love, she was truly my world during my early age. She told lot legendary chinesse stories before I sleep (she’s a good story teller, though). She also care about education. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/7089312234255152358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=7089312234255152358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/7089312234255152358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/7089312234255152358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2008/06/gradma.html' title='Gradma'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-215430088848963031</id><published>2008-04-23T18:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:57:27.077+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my students</title><summary type='text'> During my theses research, i’m still doing my daily activities as a lecturer… You know, what I like to be a lecturer is trying to encourage my students to do something that they think they can’t do, encouraging them to maximize their potentials to the fullest…  And the most beautiful thing for me as a lecturer is when my student showing their best, doing something that beyond my expectation, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/215430088848963031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=215430088848963031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/215430088848963031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/215430088848963031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2008/04/during-my-theses-research-im-still.html' title='I love my students'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-6364371678321393358</id><published>2007-10-07T14:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:15:50.650+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give the Best</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time, there's a little boy with a bucket of marble. When he was playing with his marbles, one little girl came to him, and say:"Hi, do you want a bucket of candy...?" The little girl showed a bucket of candy... The little boy stopped playing.  He saw a colorful candies in her hand, look so yummy. He's thinking for a while, and say:"Ok, I want them. What shall I give to you in exchange</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/6364371678321393358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=6364371678321393358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/6364371678321393358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/6364371678321393358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2007/10/once-upon-time-theres-little-boy-with.html' title='Give the Best'/><author><name>Windra Swastika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aceOYK9mWV0/Snn406FYluI/AAAAAAAAARg/SxZqfyVaMog/S220/image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-6232372472207018139</id><published>2007-09-19T07:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T07:46:18.480+07:00</updated><title type='text'>There were times...</title><summary type='text'>[apology if you can't have something positive from this posting]  There were times... (many times, I think) when I reallyyy... realllyyy... want so bad that my normal life back.   What is my normal life? Freedom. I used to have my own time. I used to go wherever I want. I used to be a person that do whatever I want and won't do whatever I don't want. Now, it's all robbed by this M* C** university</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/6232372472207018139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=6232372472207018139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/6232372472207018139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/6232372472207018139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2007/09/there-were-times.html' title='There were times...'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-3905859124849240470</id><published>2007-08-30T11:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T11:20:27.011+07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're designed to be... (Part I)</title><summary type='text'>Fishes are designed to live in the water. Your cute dog, since the beginning of the creation, is also designed to walk on the land. The fishes can’t protest to God and force themselves to walk on the land. So is your cute dog, can’t protest to God then he builds a wood house on deep blue sea and play around with nemo, the clown fish. Obviously, it breaks their design.So are men. Every homo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/3905859124849240470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=3905859124849240470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/3905859124849240470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/3905859124849240470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2007/08/fishes-are-designed-to-live-in-water.html' title='We&apos;re designed to be... (Part I)'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-5428829025817507435</id><published>2007-08-06T07:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T07:05:10.609+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's Tendency</title><summary type='text'>I’ve checked. Webster's New World Essential Vocabulary (2005) defines word “tendency” as: propensity to move in a certain direction, an apparent moving toward some particular purpose. In Windra’s version, tendency is: hidden intention. Ha? Ya, that’s tendency in my version.For example: John is willing to help Jane because he (John, not Jane) likes her sister (Jane’s sister, not John’s sister). In</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/5428829025817507435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=5428829025817507435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/5428829025817507435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/5428829025817507435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2007/08/loves-tendency.html' title='Love&apos;s Tendency'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-3760660075067200860</id><published>2007-07-18T07:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T10:32:45.287+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacthing my movie</title><summary type='text'>[serious mode: ON]If you read this posting in the morning, then wait until night... If you read this posting while you're working, then wait... If you read this posting while you're having your break time, then wait... Wait until you've finished all your job today... Wait until you're on the your bed, until you close your eyes and ready to sleep... Ya, wait...When you've finished all your works </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/3760660075067200860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=3760660075067200860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/3760660075067200860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/3760660075067200860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2007/07/wacthing-my-movie.html' title='Wacthing my movie'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057635394842811853.post-2785700198937938761</id><published>2007-07-12T14:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:48:49.131+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffet vs Restaurant</title><summary type='text'>Definition of Buffet:  A counter or sideboard from which food and drink are served or may be bought.Food laid out in this way, to which diners serve themselves.  (source: wikitionary.org)   Ok, i'll make it clear by my own definition.   Definition of buffet (Windra's version):You pay once a fixed price and you serve-yourself, you may eat ALL you desire, you can eat as much as you want. Warning: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/feeds/2785700198937938761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7057635394842811853&amp;postID=2785700198937938761' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/2785700198937938761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7057635394842811853/posts/default/2785700198937938761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windraswastika.blogspot.com/2007/07/buffet-vs-restaurant.html' title='Buffet vs Restaurant'/><author><name>Kecerdasan Buatan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16403730064273412453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
