Me,Myself & Dyan

im in love

2007-03-15T20:42:00.000-07:00

love is not about lookin at each other but lookin at d same direction

* greatest things in my life is to love and to be loved *

* i love romie *

BABY c h a n e L

2007-03-15T20:35:00.000-07:00

xx cant wait 2 get u baby xx

LiL part of My world

2007-03-15T20:22:00.000-07:00

isn't cool ? just so love those lady Bugs

caricature from last m'sia holisay

yanz n depot

ps : been sitting in front of comp more than 5hours.. im so damn tired.. feel like goin home ASAP.. xx

Life is fun. u've got the picture to prove it.

2007-03-13T18:06:00.000-07:00

the hardest things about photograher is; u have to take pictures..

china-town

A photographer's reality is wHat he or she want to show..

homeless man nowhere to go...

Photography is a strong tool, a propaganda device, and a weapon for the defense of the environment...and therefore for the fostering of a healthy human race and even very likely for its survival.

By : 'yanz de romie

bencana menimpa indonesia lagi

2007-03-08T18:10:00.000-08:00

* what its happens, happens for its reason.

*whoosh* when you are there, not knowing for sure where are all your loved ones have gone to; not even realising if you actually have lost a part of your body. tragic. disasters are always heart-breaking. victims are breath-taking. and i am sad on how these things actually do not even move our hearts to help. do something! cliche! what can we do? what should we do?

it moved me almost to tears & i told my Father,JESUS. Dad,one day i want to use my hand reach to all around the world n make a little difference for their lives.

How blessed i am to sleep on a clean sheet, provided with proper sanitations.we put on nice clothes, matching shoes, perfume and yet still we are complaining that we do not look good enough. places we go to aren't cozy enough. cars we drive aren't fast enough. food we eat aren't nice enough. people, our circle of friends, parents do not love, care about us enough. it is never enough. we are all humans, after all. and i wonder if they ever think the same way like we do. the victims who walk on ground of sands- barefoot, sleep on damp mat, eat tasteless food, stuck with the same clothes for a week, searching endlessly for their missing loved ones.and i actually asked myself after. now, do i have enough? do you?

xoxo.doa buat semua korban bencana - amen.

new!

2007-02-19T16:35:00.000-08:00

gor romi now, new puppy 'benji, new short look.

new update

2007-02-19T16:29:00.000-08:00

been 2 year past.. gosh for ages i nvr doin blog stuffs.. so much things happen. im not anymore alone but two now.. hehe.... great year past by.. everything is great...

HAPPY B'day ARMY!

2005-12-18T02:03:00.000-08:00

DECEMBER ALWAYS IS MY FAve mOnth of the year... ALWAYS party and get heaps of gift and phonecall frm my family and friends all around d world.... Hahaha I'M Lovin it.

Article by Dyan "An Old Man Nowhere To Go"

2005-11-15T19:30:00.000-08:00

It was almost sunset. The air was getting colder; a breeze ruffled an old man’s hair. He didn’t twitch, nor did the wind take his attention away. His eyes stayed closed. Only once did he stroke his mustache, maybe to feel its warmth. But his eyes remained closed. He was sitting in the long railway tunnel, individuals moving around him, but he sat still, selling his lighters. Outside it was raining; everybody seemed so busy, but he remained calm. In his hand, he held a cup of hot coffee. In the cold, he drank it slowly, enjoying it. I bought three lighters from him. He smiled and said to me “Thank you Ma’am”

The day became dark. He sat in the corner of the tunnel staircase, wearing a soft blue sweater. He had an old radio beside him and a cap in front of him. He was there every single day, an old blind man, with nowhere to go.

By : Dyan Oktorianti

I feel very GRATEFUL for what I have today.......

2005-11-05T23:03:00.000-08:00

He who labors diligently need never despair; for all things are accomplished by diligence and labor.

"I felt very fortunate to live in this part of the world. I promise I will never waste my food no matter how bad it can taste and how full I may be. I promise not to waste water. I pray that this little boy be alleviated from his suffering I pray that we will be more sensitive towards the suffering in the world around us and not be blinded by our own selfish nature and interests. I hope this picture will always serve as a reminder to us about how fortunate we are and that we must never ever take things for granted.

By : love yaa,Mom

2005-11-04T12:55:00.000-08:00

M is for the million things she gave me,
O means only that she's growing old,
T is for the tears she shed to save me,
H is for her heart of purest gold;
E is for her eyes, with love-light shining,
R means right, and right she'll always be,Put them all together,
they spell "MOTHER,"A word that means the world to me.

Only Yours Best Friends Will tell u "that Ur Face r Dirty"

2005-11-02T11:50:00.000-08:00

Sometimes along life's pathways - There will come along a Friend, Who gets to know you inside-out right to the very end, And depth and height and width, of all that makes you 'You' And they continue liking you no matter what you do.

They get to see inside of you, where others dare not go. And soon they are a part of you and, oh, you love them so. They let you laugh. They share your joy. They help you through the day. And no matter what you've said or done. They will not turn away.

Sometimes, when things are getting rough, and when the crying's done. They're honest. They are faithful. They try never to betray - The precious trust between you - as you live from day to day. It's so hard to describe them. And though it might sound odd. My best way to describe them is - They are a gift from God.

And so, my Friend, I'm writing with a thankful heart to say
-- I'm so glad I've a friend like you,dhut --

xoxo - thanks for running with me through the Field of Joys

-- Pay Attention,Guys --

2005-10-25T18:10:00.000-07:00

- Lesson In Love -

2005-10-16T22:30:00.000-07:00

Dear all,

Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean that they don't love you with all they have...

*My husband was an engineer. Since I met him, he was always an unflappable rock in my life. I knew he always had his feet firmly planted on the ground, and it seemed that no matter what else went crazy, he would be the one constant.

Three years of romance, and two years of marriage later, I got tired. He was the most unromantic man I know. He never bought me flowers, he never surprised me, and nothing changed in our marriage. After some time, I finally found the courage to tell him that I wanted to leave him. He just sat there, speechless. My heart froze ...

What kind of man was I married to that didn't even know what to say to make me stay? after a while, he spoke, "What can I do to change your mind?". "I will stay if you can give me a good answer to this question," I replied coldly. "If I asked for a flower that grew on a cliff, and you knew that getting it for me means certain death, did you get it for me?". His face grew troubled. "Can I give you an answer tomorrow morning?" he asked. Hearing that kind of answer, my heart died. I knew that I could never be happy with a man who couldn't even give me an answer straight away.

The next morning, when I woke up, he was missing. In the living room, under a warm glass of milk, was a note. My eyes grew misty as I read it... "Dear, I have my answer. I will never pick the flower for you if it meant certain death. But before you leave, I hope you can give me a chance to give you my reasons ....

You will always sit in front of the computer and type about for the whole day, but every time you will end up in tears cause your formating You will always go all over the place ...
i need my fingers, to do the formating for you, so your tears will become smiles. You like to travel, but would always get lost..I need my eyes, so that I can bring you to the nicest places on earth. Every time you leave the house, you would always forget your keys I need my legs, so that I can run home to open the door for you. You never knew how to take care of yourself ... I need my hands to help you get rid of the pesky white hair you hate so much when you grow old, to trim your nails, to feed you. So you see, that's why I can't pick the flower for you. Until I find someone who loves you more than I do, I will need my body to take care of you.

If you accept my reasons, then open the door, where I will be waiting with your favourite muffin." With tears streaming from my eyes, I opened the door, and there he stood, with an extremely worried look on his face. He still had nothing to say, but just stood there waving the packet he had in his hand in front of me. And then I knew for a fact that I will never find another man who will ever love me as much as he does.

Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean that they don't love you with all they have ...

"My philosophy is that not only are you responsible for your life, but doing the best at this moment puts you in the best place for the next moment."
-- Oprah Winfrey

-- Summer is On d Way --

2005-10-08T21:18:00.000-07:00

Shall I compare thee with a summer's day

Shall I compare thee with a summer's day
Just like a sunny day melted an ice
you just like a warm bird, singging in my door.
a door that i closed and locked for anyone.
I open it...............

Shall I compare thee with a summer's day
that I begin careless of everything
and keep enjoying the summer's day by listen to your warm.

Even the autumn and winter will come
as the storm and rain will be.....
let thou shined and warmed, warm me up.............
Shall I compare thee with a summer's day