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[Samuel Christian]
You ready?

[Knoc-Turn'al]
Yes, ha ha ha
Yeah, yeah
Let's go, I like singing

[Knoc-Turn'al]
My music, my life, my heart, my soul
My music, my everything, I give my all
My wife, my daughter, my love, my dream
My mother, my father, my brother, my team
My camp, my squad, my house, my car
My boat, my shoes, my pants, my shirt
My coke, my sugar, my cream, my butter
My toast, my all, my queen, my folks

[Chorus: Samuel Christian]
My baby! Walk like six strings
Talk like she's my everything
My baby! Loves me, hates me
Leaves me, runs right back
That sexy lady! All I know
She shares all my confusion, so
My baby! Will not run from an-y-thing
I swear this though

[Knoc-Turn'al talking]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
If Muzik should die before I wake
I pray the Lord, my soul to take

[Knoc-Turn'al]
She's thick, she's bad, so clean, she's fine
She loves, she hates, she laughs, she cries
She hurts, she lies, she's Bonnie, I'm Clyde
She's ghetto, she's real, she sings, she rhymes
She comes, she goes, she lives, she dies
She sexy and bomb, she blows my mind
She stays in line, she's smart, she's funny
She's crafty and cunning, in the game she's running
Her lips, her back, her waist, her thighs
Her face, her skin, her hair, her eyes
Her voice, her shape, her hips, her mind
Her love, her smile, her touch, her time

[Chorus]

[Knoc-Turn'al]
I'm tipsy, I'm through, I'm drunk, I'm blunted
My way, my day, my life - I love it
I move, I groove, I shake, I love it
My friends, my kins, I like, I love it
I show, I prove, I live, I learn
I show, I teach, I run these streets
My kin, my heart, my heat, my rhythm
My rap, my beat, my life, my head and my feet
My heart, my soul, my candy, my cake
My platinum, my gold, my land, my gate
My Benz, my lake
My keys, my money, my love, my hate
My clothes, my phone, my house, my home
My money, my comb, my sugar, my spice
My base, my chrome
My rhythm, my music, my home
My world, my girl, my life, my home, my...

[Chorus] - repeat until fade

Thanks for the lyrics to Knoc-turn's Lyrics/Muzik's Lyrics.html and for the music to muzik_the_transporter/2.html

Finally I had the answer of what I feel, after I meet with someone new, n try to be fair for myself, but actually I’m not ready for make a new relationship with the other man.

Setelah apa yang smua terjadi dulu, susah seneng, bahagia g bahagia, ternyata blm bisa ilang begitu aja dengan adanya orang baru, dan aku g mau maksain untuk sesuatu yang butuh komitmen jangka panjang tapi aku sendiri udah merasa g nyaman dari awal. Bukan terlalu memperhitungkan masalah fisik, tapi lebih ke kepribadian yang jauh bertolak belakang dari apa yang aku bikin nyaman.

Memang sepertinya terlihat childish jika seperti ini, tapi hal2 tersebut memang g bikin aku nyaman, jadi buat apa kalo diterusin juga. Kemungkinan merubah keadaan itu akan susah karna memang banyak bgt hal2 yang akhirnya aku temuin darinya yang g sesuai dari aku, dari hal2 kecil dulu aja udah begitu. Ya memang blm tau smuanya. Tapi kalo lama2 dibiarin g akan rubah perasaan aku.

Semua orang pasti beda, tapi yang ini bener2 beda dari smua yang dulu pernah ada, iya memang jadi ngebandingin, tapi sejelek2nya yang dulu pernah ada itu, itu yang aku butuhin dari sebuah komitmen, dan hubungan jangka panjang. Ada hal2 tertentu dan sifatnya terlalu crucial buat diri ini, dan itu yang aku cari pasangan akau, tapi di yang baru ini g ada itu, atau mungkin dia kurang milikin sifat itu.

i miss my time here, i know that. i miss getting here on a regular basis with things to say, and time to catch up on what everyone else is saying. i fear being forgotten about because im absent so much. but honestly, part of the challenge is drawing a blank when i do sit down to write. and part of the challenge is finding it hard to to focus. its been a while since i could read for more than ten minutes at a time. i have a thinking that it could be because we have been so busy at work - and i do a lot of reading at work. i sort out the faxes, so i have to read what they are to know where to deliver them. i sort out the mail, so i have to see what is junk, what is patient labs reports or doctors notes, what is patient payments and what is insurance payments, and what is invoices, and go through all the magazines sent to the doctors. at least i dont have to read all this, i just have to scan it enough to know what it is. then i have to take all the faxed referrals and scan them to see who is being referred for what, and check to see if they have been to our office before, fill out the intake sheet, enter the information in the computer and make the appointment, unless it has to go up to the doctor for review first. then i have to make the chart and send the forms to the patient. i also have to call all the patients for the next office day and try to confirm their appointment, and go through all the next day superbills and see if any of the insurances require an authorization, and stamp them for the date of the visit. while im doing all this, i have to check in the patients when they start arriving, and check them out when they leave, taking their copays, and making their next appointment. sometime during the day i also have to enter the previous days charges and payments. and even though i am not the phone receptionist, i have to answer the phone a lot, or take calls for appointments and new patient referrals. we have been so busy the last few months that i am just fried by the end of the day.

i still have to drive across town and pick up the beau from his job, and sometimes we have to stop by the postal office on the way home. i feed the cats and the dog when we get here, and clean up whatever they might have done during the day. then there is laundry to get going, maybe find time for something to eat, and a little yard work just to do something physical. by 8pm i try to get into the shower, and then go sit in front of the television for some down time. the beau takes care of our ebay enterprises after work, and so is on the computer in the evenings quite a bit anyway. my main time is about an hour in the mornings before we leave, and on weekends.

so here it is the weekend, and i am at a loss for what to say. i havent had time to have any issues to deal with. maybe thats a good thing. i have started to read 'boundaries', a book loaned to me last week by one of the nurses i work with. so far i have read the first chapter, but it has me hooked. if i can just sit down this weekend, i might get more of it read.

i might get really ambitious and work on my long neglected spanish too.

this year i have had more issues with my eyes than before - they burn a lot. i think with all the rain we have had there is more something in the air that is bothering me. that doesnt make reading any easier. i used to read a lot as a child. in spite of being hyper and dyslexic. i miss it. i used to write a lot more too.

its nice having a three day weekend, i really needed the break. we arent doing a lot. yesterday i just hung out most of the day, and when it cooled down outside a bit i put more mulch on my flower beds, and washed the front room windows and the glass on the front door.

i think i will try to get the brackets up for the shelves in this room. its the only room thats a mess, albeit an organized mess. there just isnt any place to put stuff, so its kind of all over. its my goal to remedy that this weekend. once the brackets are up, we can see how we want the shelves placed, and then actually get them put up too. that will be a good thing.

so, finally a post, about something. and a weekend to recharge. feels good.

Oax_Oax

Lúc còn nhỏ, mỗi lần mải miết đi dưới cơn mưa, tôi tưởng rằng những đám mây luôn phủ kín bầu trời, chúng bị sũng nước, và rằng cho đến khi chúng tự vắt kiệt mình, thì đó là lúc trời quang tạnh.

Khi học lớp 4, tôi lại thích thú với ý nghĩ, dù mình đi đến đâu thì có một đám mây nhỏ vẫn bay cùng ở phía trên cao, và cơn mưa từ phía trên cao ấy sẽ đuổi theo tôi mãi, theo mãi.

... vẫn tin mây trắng ở trên đầu.

Có người chê tôi ngốc, và giải thích đơn giản là vì mình rời bỏ chỗ nắng để đi vào vùng có mưa.

Hôm nay trên đường về, tôi quên mất điều ấy mà lại cho rằng có một đám mây thật lớn đang cùng tôi chơi trò đuổi bắt. Nếu gió thổi mạnh hơn hay lướt nhẹ mơn man, thì đám mây vượt lên hay lùi lại phía sau, để lộ một khoảng nắng vàng gắt gỏng chói mắt.

Chẳng qua là vì mình đã đi vào vùng có mây...

Những khoảnh mây trắng rất dày, phồng xốp, tơi những sợi mảnh và êm như bông...

Loanh quanh dưới bầu trời này, dưới những đám mây... Cho dù có những lúc tôi chùn gối và mất phương hướng, thì chỉ cần ngước lên phía trên cao, tin rằng nhất định có mây trắng dẫn đường và bầu bạn...

( blogger Oax_Oax – Ngôi Sao ) 

Ivy

Đơn giản, vì anh yêu em…

Là khi đi cạnh nhau, anh nắm tay em thật chặt… Không đơn thuần như một thói quen, cũng không phải là cái nắm tay chỉ chạm được vào thể xác. Đó là sự chở che, giúp em cảm nhận đủ sự bình an, tiếp sức, như một khúc hát khe khẽ không cất thành lời: "Yêu, là cùng chung bước trên con đường... ".

Đơn giản, vì anh yêu em…

Là khi, cuộc sống nhiều áp lực từ công việc, những mối quan hệ khiến em mệt mỏi, cáu gắt vô cớ, anh vẫn luôn là người lên tiếng trước, bất kể ai đúng ai sai. Có những lúc, em giận hờn như một cô bé mới lớn, cứ ngỡ, người yêu mình là một người đàn ông trưởng thành có thể giải quyết tất cả. Đến lúc mọi thứ êm đẹp mới hay rằng, đôi khi, chưa chắc những người đàn ông khác có thể làm tốt như anh.

Đơn giản, vì anh yêu em...

Anh không phải là mối tình đầu của em, nhưng những xúc cảm ở bên anh lại quá khác biệt. Đó là cảm giác không hồ nghi, để những yêu thương thấm dần vào mạch máu. Đó là khi lần đầu được ngồi đối diện với gia đình anh, nghe về những lời đầy tự hào của bố, khi nhắc tới em...

Đơn giản, vì anh yêu em…

Nên em biết, anh sẽ ủng hộ và ở bên những quyết định của em trong cuộc đời. Bờ vai anh có thể chưa đủ vững, nhưng nó là dành cho riêng em tựa vào bất kì lúc nào, để thấy mình không đơn độc khi cuộc sống còn có quá nhiều những thách thức...

Đơn giản, vì anh yêu em...

( blogger Ivy - Ngôi Sao )

berdoa dan berharap smoga smua baik2 aja jadinya, karna jujur masih ada sedikit trauma untuk sebuah hubungan baru dengan lelaki lain setelah kejadian kemarin.

mau untuk mencoba dan take a risk, but actually i still scared for the worst. susah buat percaya cowo lagi sbenernya, tapi kalo g dicoba mau sampe kapan kaya gini, kan hidup bukan buat kemaren tapi buat nanti

Last I left you, I was in Portland, Oregon, museum and park hopping, meeting interesting people, and relaxing. You know, when I used to travel, I’d always come back home a few pounds heavier; but this time, I’m proud to say, that I’ve actually lost a few pounds. For once food wasn’t my focus, but movement and activity. I must’ve walked from one end of Portland to the other, several times! I even went ice skating (at the Lloyd Center Mall) – something I hadn’t done in years! The Oregon Zoo was another blast from my past—when’s the last time I was at a zoo? I can’t even remember!

But it wasn’t all bustle and activity—staying at the Avalon Hotel & Spa, I ended up getting my second, third, and fourth massages of my life. Oh, dear—I really indulged, didn’t I?

But the highlight of it all was Smith Rock State Park, as I knew it would be. Robert was an amazing guide and showed me all there is to see. He’s a rock climber, as are many of the Smith Rock locals, and while he knew there was no way anyone was going to tie me to the side of a mountain, he showed me where some climbers were rappelling and it was quite a sight! The things people can do with (or TO!) their bodies is sometimes breathtaking.

And now I’m back home, and it’s like I’m seeing Phoenix for the first time. It’s not like I went off to see these beautiful things, great cities and the great outdoors, from a place where that doesn’t exist. On the contrary—I’ve got those things so close to my very own home, and rarely even notice them. Well not anymore…Phoenix, Arizona, here I come!

• Nature and Wildlife in Portland, Mt. Hood, the Oregon Cascades and Willamette Valley
• Shopping in Portland, Eugene, the Oregon Cascades and Willamette Valley
• Spas in Portland, Mt. Hood, the Oregon Cascades and Willamette Valley
• Zoos and Aquariums in Portland, Eugene, the Oregon Cascades and Willamette Valley

one man come and go

one man came he to justify

one man to overthrow

in the name of love

what more in the name of love

Mới đó mà đã gần 10 năm tôi không đi lại con đường nầy.

Ngày xưa khi Mẹ chúng tôi còn, mỗi khi có dịp về Nội, cả nhà tôi thường hay cùng nhau lội bộ trên quãng đường nầy để về nhà Nội. Dọc theo lối đi, có đoạn là ruộng lúa bát ngàn, xanh thẳm một màu lúa xanh và cả một dải vàng óng tận cuối chân trời khi mùa lúa chín. Có quãng thì thơm lừng mùi nhãn khi mùa nhãn chín về. Có khúc quanh thì cứ mỗi khi chúng tôi về nhằm ngay mùa xoài thì anh em chúng tôi cứ vừa đi vừa nhìn vào gốc xoài hy vọng có xoài chín rụng.

Khi tôi chúng tôi trưởng thành, cũng trên quãng đường nầy, nơi đó cũng chứng kiến mối tình đâu của tôi, ở góc đường trên quãng ấy có căn nhà lá đơn sơ, nơi người yêu đầu tiên của tôi trọ học cùng người bạn gái. Nơi ấy, có tình bạn đơn sơ, nơi ấy có tình yêu thời trai trẻ bắt đầu, nơi ấy chứng kiến một tình bạn thâm thiết, và nơi ấy cũng là nơi chúng tôi cùng ôn văn luyện võ khi một bên chuẩn bị tạm biệt giảng đường và một bên chuẩn bị vào giảng đường.

Thế rồi cuộc sống lắm bộn bề, bao thăng trầm và cũng lắm đổi thay.

Mẹ tôi qua đời !

Mối tình đầu tan vỡ !

Từ đó mỗi khi tôi về Nội, anh em chúng tôi thường đi trên con đường mới mở, rộng hơn, sạch hơn, và êm hơn, không còn lo sình bùn mỗi độ mưa về. Và sâu thẳm trong tôi là những hoài niệm mà tôi không muốn gợi lại, bởi tôi biết rằng nếu đi lại trên con đường xưa thì bao hoài niệm về Mẹ tôi, về mối tình đầu sẽ tràn ắp trong tôi.

Cuộc sống vẫn cứ diễn ra. Cảnh vật nhiều thay đổi.

Hôm nay có dịp và công chuyện làm tôi vô tình đi lại con đường xưa.

Bây giờ không còn là con đường đất nữa, nó được lát đan dọc suốt con đường, cánh đồng lúa ngày xưa bây giờ nằm ẩn phía sau hai dãy nhà san sát nhau, những vườn xoài ngày xưa bây giờ thay bằng những căn biệt thự, chỉ riêng căn nhà lá đơn sơ và vườn nhãn ngày nào cũng còn nơi ấy. Cảm giác bồi hồi trong tôi tràn về, nó khó tả lắm giống như cảm giác người con xa quê mới về đất mẹ, bao hoài niệm ngày xưa lại ùa ào, liên tục và liên tục. Tôi thấy rõ bóng dáng Mẹ nắm tay anh em tôi tung tăng trên con đường, thấy hình dáng Cha tôi đang gò lưng đạp chiếc xe đòn dông chở anh em tôi và Mẹ…. Ôi sao mà da diết quá.

Khi đến căn nhà xưa, tôi cho dừng xe lại, tôi dừng thật lâu, nhìn ngắm căn nhà. Vườn nhãn còn đó, cái mương nước vẫn đó, giàn mướp vẫn đó và cây rơm cao chót vót vẫn ngự trị nơi đó. Chỉ có người xưa thì không còn trong căn nhà đó nữa. Tôi như ngây dại trong lòng, quá bồi hồi, tôi mơn man trong đầu bao nhiêu là hình ảnh ngày xưa. Tôi chẳng biết làm gì ngoài việc nhắn tin vào thằng bạn thân ngày xưa cũng cùng tôi nơi nầy ôn văn luyện võ cùng người yêu nó. Tin chỉ vỏn vẹn mấy câu: “ Tao đang đứng nơi căn nhà kỉ niệm, nơi có giàn mướp và cây rơm. Sao tao nhớ quá mầy ạ ! Nhớ nhiều thứ, phải chi ngày xưa ấy …. mầy nhỉ ?! “

Tức thì có tin trả lời của nó: “ Mày lãng nhách quá đi, nhớ làm chi cho mệt “

Cái thằng ! Nó chả hiểu mô tê gì hết, ngày mai gặp nó mình sẽ cho nó biết thế nào là sự lãng nhách.

Tôi cho xe chạy, cái hương thơm của lúa chín, cái mùi của khói đốt đồng, cái yên tĩnh của miền quê, tôi ưỡn ngực hít một hơi thật sâu vào lòng bao cái hương, cái hồi ức, bao hoài niệm một cách sảng khoái.

Ôi ! thật thơm làm sao !

Ôi thật đẹp làm sao

Con đường xưa trong tôi giờ sao thay đổi nhiều quá, nhưng chỉ còn mái lá tranh đơn sơ ẩn mình trong vườn nhãn vẫn còn đó như ngày xưa !

Tự nhiên trong tôi muốn thốt lên: “ Sao tôi yêu ngày xưa của tôi quá ! “

( Huỳnh Phúc Linh - 30/6/2008 ) - ảnh : sưu tầm

atas nama cinta semua yang haram menjadi halal

atas nama cinta logika dan perasaan menjadi tidak seimbang

atas nama cinta semua yang dilarang menjadi baik untuk dilakukan

atas nama cinta manusia lupa segala

dan atas nama cinta juga manusia rela tersakiti

apa itu cinta, jika ia terluka dan kemudian menjadikannya tiada?

apa artinya cinta ketika rasa menjadikan segala terlupa. ketika getaran mengubah segala.

apa cinta tetap cinta, jika rasa dan getaran itu berwujud rupa dan kemudian menjadikannya tiada? (by: fira basuki)

apa cinta tetap anugerah jika yang dilakukan sudah melampaui batas kewajaran

apa cinta tetap cinta jika semua rasa yang tertuang menjadikannya suatu bentuk rupa dalam masa yang tidak seharusnya

apa cinta tetap cinta jika akhirnya cinta itu menyakiti

sang pecinta yang selalu mencari kepuasan dalam percintaan dan bercinta

apakah ada akhir untukmu ketika waktumu tiba?

Lagu Shautul Harokah

Bangkitlah Negeriku..

Harapan Itu Masih Ada

Berjuanglah Bangsaku

Jalan Itu Masih Terbentang

Jayalah Negeriku

Jayalah

nb:Mbuat Semangat banget...mksh atas emailnya..akh.Hadi..Jazakalloh :)

But everybody needs to have that one little area where they just let loose sometimes and let out their inner rebel. So what does my inner rebel like to do? I like to eat pretzels for breakfast and when I am feeling particularly awnry, I change the way I make the bed. Yes, it's silly, I know. But hey, it works for me.

So here is me being good:

Here is me being a total rebel:

And here is my darling little helpers having a lot of fun with pillows!

- cadastru si intabulare

- certificat fiscal de la circa financiara (atesta ca nu este ipotecat sau in litigii)

- certificat de scoatere din circuitul agricol, daca nu este in oras

- certificat de urbanism - bun de construit

- actul de proprietate al terenului

Ce te asteapta pe tine:

- intabulare si cadastru

- alipirea, daca iei doua bucati cu proprietari diferiti (cum am luat eu :D) si din nou cadastru si intabulare

- certificat de urbanism si restul actelor pentru constructie (coming soon)

Ca idee, in jur de 40 milioane (anul de gratie 2008) mai costa notarul, in momentul cumpararii si actele de dupa. Preturile la notar depind suprafata si valoarea terenului

- limitarile de constructie in zona respectiva: ce spatiu trebuie sa lasi fata de vecini, cat de mare este suprafata pe care o constructie o poate ocupa pe terenul respectiv (POT), care este regimul de inaltime. Asta pentru ca de la zona la zona exista tot felul de reglementari.

- daca vrei sa cumperi teren intr-o zona in care nu sunt foarte multe constructii si unde nu exista inca strazi si trotuare asfaltate, fa un drum la primarie si intreaba daca trebuie sa lasi spatiu pentru trotuar. Spune una care e patita. In sensul ca eu am luat un teren intr-o zona unde drumul e destul de lat, dar neasfaltat si fara trotuar. NU am stiu in timp util ce sa intreb si am aflat prea tarziu ca trebuie sa imi retrag gardul cu 2 metri, pentru trotuar-atunci cand se va face. Teoretic ar fi trebuit sa ii lase fostul proprietar. Asa, va trebui sa renunt la aprox. 40 mp.

- daca iei un teren in astfel de zone care este lipit de terenul aluit proprietar fara ca intre ele sa existe strada, vanzatorul trebuie sa lase drum de acces, o fasie de-a lungul terenului, de 4 metri, pe care nu o platesti si pentru care trebuie sa faca el cota parte

- daca ai timp si ai cum, verifica daca pe sub teren nu trec conducte de gaz (se verifica la gaze) sau daca nu au existat inainte alte constructii care e posibil sa fi afectat structura solului

- nu cumpara teren in apropierea liniilor electrice de mare tensiune (cum sunt de ex. intre targul vitan si centura) pentru ca nici nu ai putea trai acolo, nici nu ai primi autorizatia de constructie

- terenul trebuie sa fie pe o suprafata plana sau situat intr-un punct mai inalt. Sa nu fie in vale pentru ca probabil vei avea probleme cu inundatiile

- atunci cand alegi zona, vorbeste cu oamenii de acolo si consulta planul de dezvoltare al orasului (care ete disponibil la primarie sau pe internet). Prezenta utilitatilor este foarte importanta

- atentie la latimea terenului. Daca are mai putin de 7 metri nu primeste autorizatie. Si oricum, un teren mai ingust de 13 metri poate fi problematic. Eu am latimea de 13 metri si sunt la limita. Asta pentru ca trebuie sa lasi distanta fata de vecini (90 cm). Ia in calcul si grosimea zidurilor care iti mai iau si ele cam un metru

- verifica pozitia terenului, daca este drept (patrat, dreptunghi) sau inclinat (forma de trapez, paralelogram) pentru ca te limiteaza din nou la constructie si poti pierde spatiu (mai ales in cazul terenurilor mici). Iarasi vorbeste o patita :D

I had read so many things about domestic help, but, never had any experienced with them. Being part of a communist circle for a long time, I had learnt not to be very comfortable to hire domestic help. But today is first day when I have hired two homeostatic help- one for washing clothes weekly once and the other is preparing foods daily.

I have been staying alone in Mumbai for at least 3 years out of 4 years I am in the city. My family stays in my native place located near Bhubaneswar. I have a full time job as PR manager of an e-commerce group in Mumbai. I stay near IITBombay, my former employer and travel to Worli , my current work place. I went out early and return late-never before 9.30 PM. Then I need time to work till midnight and do not get time for any other things. Food was last thing in my list of priority.

My both domestic helps have done their first day work in a commendable way. They have saved a lot my time. They both taught me on how much I can be productive !

First time in life in Mumbai, I felt, today, really a place called “my home” . Nobody waits for me in night, back home, to tell me to return early. Some times, I shall get down from bus at IITBombay main gate and walk into Hostel-12 to spend night in my friend’s room instead of going to my residence. There was no binding reason to go to residence as friend’s room is also quite good . Anyway, today I got down from bus and tried to remember whether I need to buy any vegetable?? Today onwards, I can not avoid to come back to my residence as food and other things will be kept for me. This will be spoiled if I do not return.  In addition to my office work, my family matter back at Orissa, now I have another responsibility: my Mumbai home. After a long time, it has got reason to be sweeter.

Long back, I had read a line: east or west, home is best. My Mumbai home was shelter for me. But now it is turning be a sweet home.

Walaa Aqwaa `Alan Naaril Jahiimi

Fahablii Taubatan(u) Waghfir Dzunuubii

Fainnaka Ghoofirudz Dzambil `Adzhiimi

Dzunuubii Mitslu A`daadir Rimaali

Fahabli Taubatay Yaadzal Jalaali

Wa `Umrii Naaqishun Fii Kulli Yaumi

Wa Dzambii Zaidun Kaifak Timaali

Ilaahii `Abdukal `Aashii Ataaka

Muqirrom Bidz Dzunuubi Waqod Da`aaka

Wain Taghfir Fa-Anta Lidzaaka Ahlun

Fain Tathrud Faman Arju Siwaaka

( Ya Tuhanku, aku tak layak menjadi ahli syurga-Mu

Namun, aku tidak mampu menahan panasnya siksa api neraka

Terimalah taubatku dan ampunilah dosa-dosaku

Sesungguhnya hanya Engkau Maha Pengampun dosa-dosa besar

Dosa-dosaku seperti jumlah debu pasir dipantai

Maka terimalah taubatku Wahai Pemilik Keagungan

Dan sisa umurku berkurang setiap hari

Dan dosa-dosaku bertambah, bagaimana aku menanggungnya

Ya Tuhanku, hamba-Mu yang berdosa ini datang kepada-Mu

Mengakui dosa-dosaku dan telah memohon pada-Mu

Seandainya Engkau mengampuni

Memang Engkaulah Pemilik Ampunan

Dan seandainya Engkau menolak taubatku

Kepada siapa lagi aku memohon ampunan selain hanya kepada-Mu )

Ya Allah,...

aku sadar, telah begitu banyak dosa yang aku lakukan, terutama dosa2 besarku, saat aku sedang dianugerahkan cinta dari-Mu untuk mencintai seseorang, justru disanalah aku semakin banyak melakukan dosa dan perbuatan2 yang aku tau harusnya tidak kulakukan. dosa kepada diriku sendiri, kepada orang tuaku, kepada saudaraku, teman2ku, sahabat2ku, dan terutama adalah kepada-Mu Tuhanku.

Ya Allah,...

aku sadar, diriku saat ini telah begitu kotor oleh lumpur dosaku sendiri. begitu banyak dosaku hingga aku tak tau berapa banyak aku telah melakukan dosa dan terjerumus dalam kesalahan yang terus menerus. aku sadar aku tak pantas mendapatkan syurga-Mu, namun aku juga tak ingin berada dalam neraka-Mu. Tapi sesungguhnya hanya engkau yang Maha Pengampun dosa hambamu.

Ya Allah,...

aku sadar umurku terus berkurang setiap hari, namun dosa2ku juga makin bertambah setiap detik. saat kudengarkan hal2 yang membuatku berpikir lebih jauh, aku ingat akan apa yang telah kulakukan. saat aku berpikir kapan tiba waktuku menghadap-Mu, aku sadar dengan masaku di dunia ini hanya sementara, namun aku selalu menyia2kannya dengan perbuatan yang aku tau itu salah.

Ya Allah,...

aku g ingin terus terjerumus dalam kenikmatan dunia yang mambawaku pada dosa yg lebih banyak lagi. aku ingin saat aku menghadap-Mu, aku dalam keadaan Khusnul Khatimah, Islam dan Muslimah yang baik. aku bersyukur saat ini aku telah Kau sadarkan dari kesalahnku bersamanya, aku bersyukur saat ini telah Kau hindarkan aku dari perbuatan2 yang jauh lebih kotor daripada yang pernah aku lakukan, aku bersyukur Kau telah membawaku dan mengembalikan ku pada jalan yang baik, pada hal yang baik.

Ya Allah,...

saat aku mengetahui semua yang sedang terjadi dengannya, aku sangat2 bersyukur bahwa Kau tidak meninggalkanku ketika aku bersamanya dulu, aku tetap menjaga diriku dengan baik.

Ya Allah,...

aku yang kotor ini datang padamu, memohon ampun dan taubat. karna hanya kepada-Mu lah tempatku memohon ampun dan tobatku, dan hanya Engkau-lah pemilik segala ampunan, tiada yang lain selain engkau, Ya Allah.

Ya Allah,...

jika Engkau menolak tobaku, makan kepada siapa lagi aku harus bersimpuh, menyembah, dan menyerumu untuk memohon ampunan, selain hanya kepada-Mu.

A few weeks ago I just had it with our hall coat closet. It was not functional for us. We don't wear coats in Southern California, it has one shelf that is not accessible and I began using the floor as a shelf for all things without a home. 

Let's just say our marriage was on the brink of disaster from this project. Of course when I explained my idea to Aaron he didn't understand what I was talking about. So I showed him photos and he was now understanding me, but not agreeing with me. Then I told him I wanted to paint it a bright color. His response, "WHY would you paint the walls of a closet?" Ummmm, so it looks nice, and fun, and clean, and pretty.

Then the argument of all arguments came.

You see, my husband was raised with the mentality that if you can do it yourself, then you do it. He slowly has seen through the years that sometimes doing it yourself takes longer and ends up costing you more because during those hours you could've made more money actually working and pay someone else to do it. Then you have lost money doing it yourself just because you can. He fortunately also realized that no matter what he did, it would be more of a fight because I clearly envisioned something and he doesn't have the tools or time to do it in a timely manner. So someone else made the shelves. 

Then the dilemma of paint color came into play. I had gone to the paint store and picked up some cards with the color I wanted. He then offered to go back to the paint store to get the paint. Well, since we have had previous experience choosing paint colors, I knew I couldn't trust a paint card. I need samples, on the wall, in order to get the right color. Remember, now, my husband sometimes has a problem going to the store and getting exactly what I need? So I was very specific. Here is the card, I need sample containers which cost $4 a piece with similar colors. 

He called me from the paint store because he forgot the card at home. He said he got some cards for me to look over. No sweetie. I've seen the cards, I need actual samples. Remember, no lime, no hunter, just grass green, bright grass green, NO neon. I got it. I got it. Okay.

He comes home with TWO Q U A R T S of the most hideous neon green I have ever seen. He insisted they don't have samples. I called and sure enough they have samples but Aaron wasn't very clear with the guy at the paint store. Several hours later we had two very close colors of what I needed. Seriously, planning a wedding is not the most stressful event a couple goes through. Nor having a child. Nope. Home projects are the downfall.

He may have been raised in construction, but the boy is not a painter. And I have never painted a thing in my life. So we had quite the learning curve. Early on he decided that I needed to own this project and maybe it had to do with he just wanted to go to bed or maybe it was because he was unsuccessful at convincing me that everyone paints in just their underwear. You be the judge. I had already sanded and began to prime, then I figured well, once I started, I might as well finish. It took about 3 hours to prime the shelves and do the first coat for the walls, then I slept for 7 hours and then it took about another 3 1/2 hours to do the second coat on the walls and paint the shelves. I think for my first painting project I did quite well. Oh, and by the way, remember all the drama about needing to paint walls inside a closet? Well, Aaron now wants me to paint the inside of our linen closet. I love it when he concedes!

                                                                        BEFORE

And here is the closet painted.

And the new repurposed hall closet, which is now our art depot. And no, I do not homeschool my children, but we do have a lot of activity books and supplies. I know.

And someone already sampling the new craft area. . .

Pengen Buat Usaha itu?????...buat apa??banyak..Many More....

1. Mom and Baby's CarE

   Kenapa Harus Mom???....abis seneng aja liat akhwat Bersih, Rapih, Cantik lagi...skalian beriBadah kan?????..Nanti pengen buat Perawatan Wajah dan Tubuh..dengan Modern Technology dan Nature..huhu..:D..dengan tema Dari Cantik Pasti ke Hati ..Perpaduan dengan Konsep Islam yang menggunakan produk Islami..( My Dream is Very Great..amiin )

    I LoVe BaBy

Baby's Care, ya..karena emang jarang banget dijadikan usaha ??? Apa yang ada di pikiranku adalah..

1.)Persiapan para Calon Ibu untuk Merawat Bayinya Secara fisik dan Rohaninya

2.) Perawatan Bayi bagi Ummahat yang suppper Suibuk, Kami siap dengan service yang memuaskan, dengan Motto ...Like in The Home..

3.) Pendidikan Anak Usia Dini ( PAUD ) untuk BAlita, dengan berbagai permainan menarik...

Kyaknya Bagus banget rencananya ya.....Rencananya tuh Mom n Baby's Care pengen banget didiriin di Bandung ato Jogja, mengingat kebutuhan Moms khususnya Para Muslimah terhadap Era Globalisasi yang butuh Perawatan untuk Proses "Ibadah " mereka.. :D

When My Dream will come True??? :)

..Perjalanan ke Magelang waktu itu terasa ngedadak banget,  tp karena temen sendiri saya bela-belain, untuk ke Jogja dengan Bis Utama jam 2 pagi, biar nyampe Jogja jam 6 pagi, yang rencananya mo brangkat Jam 9....Tak terasa memang, begitu suanngat bahagianya ketemu temen2 kuliah S1 lagi, senyum tawa , sepertinya tak ada yang berubah.....

Tapi memang tak lengkap, ada yang tidak datang dengan alasan lain..maklumlah mereka Ahli ProYek..hehe :) ..dan beberapa temen Mushola-pun dulu hanya terlihat 1 buah aja ...yang cukup sering terlihat beredar di kampus...2 lainnya mana????

------Sebenernya saya males cerita, karena berbagai alasan dan pasti banyak sanggahannya juga..karena endingnya adalah-----

- Dimana temen saya , yang sangat menjadi tauladan teman-teman, mana saudara seperjuangan saya di dakwah kampus dahulu, mana teman yang dulu pernah menjabat Ketua SKI di kampus saya dulu......dan ternyata jawaban itu terdengar juga di telinga saya.."Zi gak mungkin dia dateng, kan dia udah pergi sama Sang Kekasih Tercinta....(bla..bla...) "

Jawaban sy cuman " Oh..berulah lagi tuh Ikhwan" cukup sederhana menrut tmn2, cuman geram juga nih hati.................................

Bukan akan meragukan sebuah identitas seorang ikhwan, ataupun merusak citra sebuah Jamaah..Ini adalah masalah Hati sepenuhnya masing-masing pribadi seorang kader....Seorang kader yang tidak memiliki Kefahaman yang tinggi mengenai Islam akan lebih menggunakan Akal sebagai landasan berfikirnya....Pakai Pakaian Taqwa-->Janggut dipanjangkan sedikit--> Jadilah Ikhwan-->Terlihat Sholeh-->dan persepsi mereka "Pasti dapat Akhwat Sholehah"(:( )

Insyaalloh tak ada maksud apa-apa...penulisan inisekedar pencerminan diri saya, diri anda dan kita semua...bahwa saya, anda , dan kita semua adalah Seseorang yang dikarunia 2 potensi +dan - dalam HaTi ini,...dan Alloh menciptakannya secara adil dan seimbang..tinggal kita yang berkewajiban me-Manajemnnya.Yup MANajeMen H@tI

Ikhwan juga manusia,....berbagai alasan pembenaran yang terkadang mbuat geli aja.. :) siapapun kita...akan dituntut konsep Faham dan Mengerti..bukan sekadar Identitas yang perlu dipeNtaS_kan

-Zie_