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Kamis, 11 Maret 2010
Sangkuriang
Long, long ago, in Bandung, West Java the lived a women. Her name was Dayang Sumbi. Her's son name was Sangkuriang . When he was a little boy, he was very, very naughty. Nobody could control him, so his mother hit him on his head and sent him away.
Year passed. One day, after hid long trip, he come back home, and he met a beautiful women. He loved her very much and wanted her to be his wife. Dayang Sumbi knew that it was her own son. Then , she made a wish.
Sabtu, 06 Maret 2010
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Rabu, 03 Maret 2010
Emblem n Token gratis bwat yang main ninja saga
Bagi teman2 yg lg main NINJA SAGA
klw kalian mau dpt emblem n token secara gratis
caranya gampang banget
pertama2 kalian bikin dl rekening paypal
daftarnya d www.paypal.com
n jgn lupa bahasanya d ubah
supaya kalian mudah membaca caranya
nah!!! d situ ad d suruh pilih :
- pribadi
- primer
- bisnis
utk kalian yg main NS
cukup pilih PRIBADI aj
lalu klik memulai
Selasa, 02 Maret 2010
A Train of Wild Animals
The elephant nodded his head and started walking towards the train engine. A monkey who was sitting on a tree branch, decided to go along too, and jumped onto the elephant's back. When he reached the driver, the elephant lifted his long trunk to point first to the train and then to the animals waiting behind. He waggled his huge flapping ears and then looked expectantly at the driver.
Rabu, 17 Februari 2010
Definisi KeyLogger and Free Download
Keylogger adalah sebuah program berupa Hardware atau Software yang dirancang khusus untuk mencatat segala aktifitas keyboard dan menyimpan hasilnya kedalam sebuah log atau catatan teks.
Keylogger Hardware biasanya berupa alat yang dipasang diantara slot keyboard pada komputer dan keyboard itu sendiri. Keylogger Software biasanya untuk merekam data yang diketikan. Keylogger biasanya dipasang untuk mendapatkan suatu informasi rahasia seperti username, password, no rekening dan PIN dan segala sesuatu yang anda ketik menggunakan keyboard.
Terima kasih ....
Minggu, 07 Februari 2010
A Kind- Hearted Boy
A boy walks home from school. His name is Yazid. On the way home, he meets an older beggar. " Please help me, help me ... I'm hungry ... I'm thirsty ..." says the beggar. Yazid takes a pity on him. " I want give him money, but I don't have any," says Yazid in himself. Yazid remembers a banana in his bag. He takes and gives the banana to the beggar."Thank you, young boy. God bless you," says the beggar happily.
" you're welcome," repliesYazid.
The Woman and Her Dog
One day a women went to get a pot of water, while her baby slept in the cradle. Her dog was in the house. While the woman was away, the dog saw a snake creeping toward the baby. The dog jumped to the snake. It was a fierce fight. At last the dog cut the snake into two with its sharp teeth.
Rabu, 03 Februari 2010
Cara Ngechit Insaniquarium
Baru-baru ini saya sedang asyik maen game. Pada saat saya iseng" maen Insaniquarium.
Saya memakai Cheat Engine 5.6. ini langkah"nya:
1. harus ada Cheat Engine 5.6
2. buka game Insaniquarium
3.buka Cheat engine
4.cari list program Insaniquarium
5. saat maen di virtual tank..uang mula" 200
6.tulis 200 dan scan dengan 4 byte ( maka muncul List dikiri cheat engine ).
7. kembali ke game dan kasi makan ikan 1x..(maka duit jadi 195)
8. balik ke cheat engine dan lakukan hal sama seperti langkah no.6 (tapi tulis 195 dan next scan)
9.maka muncul list di samping di Cheat engine hanya 1 list
10. klik list 2x dan ganti value sesuka hati tapi jangan sampai lebih dari (99999) nanti error
selamat mencoba ^_^
Selasa, 26 Januari 2010
The Three Pals
Oops, Oh and OK were pals.
One day, Oops got visitors - uncle Silly and cousin Funny.
Uncle Silly said, "What about some ice creams?"
Oops said "Oops!" Oh said "oh!" and uncle Silly thought they didn't want ice cream.
He said. "We won't go".
Cousin Funny said "I'll screammmmm!!!" so they all went for ice creams.
A Friend in Need
The Wedding Chain
It had been made-to-order to a special design that father gave to the goldsmith. The chain had bits of twisted gold interspersed with five black beads, followed by another bit of twisted gold chain.
She loved it not only because it was so beautiful, but also because it had been given to her with so much of love. Grandmother said, "All married ladies should wear one. The black beads protected one against the evil eye". Rahul and Ritu had seen it around their mother's neck for as long as they could remember.
"Where's my chain gone?" asked Mother one day. She had been combing out the tangles in her hair before making a long plait. "It isn't around my neck." Ritu heard her and came running. "What's the matter, Mummy?" "I can't find my wedding chain."
Teaching a Lesson!
Pal was the much feared History teacher."It has been said that genius is 99 per cent perspiration and one per cent inspiration," he had said in his usual pompous manner. "I suggest we test this theory. Beginning next week, we shall have one student present a chapter of this book (he dangled the History book like the Sword of Damocles), as if he were the teacher."
The teacher had announced that each student would be given a week to prepare for class. He even invited the boys to "chew my brains during this process if he so wants". Saying this, Pal had grinned, while the class gave an involuntary shudder - it would take a very brave man to seek out Pal's company outside the classroom.
"Twenty-four chapters for twenty-four of you - that's neat arithmetic. And, at the end of the term, we will have a poll to see who is adjudged the best teacher of all. That boy shall be the Class Prodigy. I shall personally recommend the golden star for him," Pal droned in his usual style.
And so it started. Week after week, Raghu saw the best and the brightest of his classmates being reduced to quivering jellies during their teaching sessions, under Pal's merciless sarcasm. The weeklong preparation might never have been, for each student found that he could never do it right.
And now it was Raghu's turn. Worse, he had done virtually nothing to prepare the chapter on the French Revolution that had come his way. His mind was a complete blank.
He had tried, of course. For a week now it had become a routine for him to sit with his History textbook open at the page where the chapter on the French Revolution began. And somehow, he did nothing but stare at the sketch of Marie Antoniette, Queen of France in the late 18th century when the Revolution broke out. Marie Antoniette, with her hair cut in a pageboy style, just before she was executed.
Raghu felt very close to her for some reason. Actually, the reason had a face - that of Pal's.
And then there was only one day left for his ordeal. Deep down Raghu knew that even if he stayed up the whole night and studied, he would still be a sitting duck for Pal's snide comments the following day.
Sometimes, though, he felt that Pal couldn't help himself, as if something, some inner force egged him on to be nasty.
The day passed by in a haze. Raghu's classmates observed his unusually quiet self. Unlike other days, no one tried to snap him out of it or snigger.
That afternoon, the chiming of the school bell did not rouse that familiar sensation of freedom in Raghu. As the school emptied out in one rush, he lingered on near the school grounds for a long time.
"If only I could refuse to take class," he told himself as he ambled home. But how could he possibly do that?
He took the long way home, past rows of staff quarters, past the principal's impressive bungalow. And who should be coming out of the house, but Pal. Thankfully, the creepers that hung over the front porch prevented Pal from seeing Raghu, who darted behind a bush to watch what was going on.
In a while, the principal's wife came out with her 11-year-old son Tapan. Mouthing a profuse thank you to Pal, she thrust a white envelope in Pal's hands.
And then Pal was off toward the staff quarters. He spent a long time at the house of Mr Tipnis, the Physical Education teacher. It was evening when he came out. Raghu had been waiting outside all that while.
Tipnis's son, Dhruv, was in Raghu's class. And lately, the below-average scores of Dhruv Tipnis had shown a remarkable transformation, especially in History.
Raghu was greatly excited. Whatever else the principal tolerated, he couldn't bear the idea of a teacher of his school doubling up as tutor. Any teacher who joined the school had to sign an agreement stating that he would not take any tuition.
Yes! That was it - Pal was breaking the rules. Raghu wondered at his audacity. Bad enough that he was teaching other kids, but the principal's son! He must be taking advantage of his superior's routine of visiting the club every afternoon, Raghu thought. And he must be getting paid handsomely for his coaching, for it was well known that the principal couldn't bear academically weak students.
Now Raghu knew what he had to do.When Pal finally emerged from Tipnis' house, the youngster stepped out right in front of his errant teacher's path. Despite the dark, he could have sworn that Pal's face had gone completely white.
"Good evening sir, just passing by," he chortled in a breathless voice. "Were you passing by as well? Saw you pass by the head's house, too." Having said his piece, Raghu ran for his life.It goes without saying that he did not prepare for the class. He had a feeling he didn't need to. He was right. Pal declared an abrupt end to the class prodigy scheme the next day, and got back to teaching his students. He stopped passing by the staff quarters, too.
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The Friends
Two friends, Hemant and Vikas, planned to go hiking in the woods. They packed their knapsacks, lugged them over their shoulders and started out.
One evening, while walking through the dense forest, they heard a bear growl. They were very scared and started to run away, but "Twick, twick", they could hear the twigs breaking with each step the bear took towards them.
Desperate, Hemant saw a low branch hanging from a tree. He quickly caught hold of the life-saving branch and climbed on top of the tree as soon as possible. He was so scared that he did not even look at his friend once.
Vikas, who was behind the first, was not so lucky. The bear was right behind him and when he saw Hemant save himself, all he could think of doing was to was to throw himself flat on the ground.
And that's how the bear found him. Face down on the ground and not even daring to breathe. The bear put his nose close to Vikas' ear - and then he sniffed and sniffed and sniffed. He was trying to make out whether Vikas was just pretending or if he was dead.
Then finally he stopped sniffing. Vikas dared to take small breath. Then the bear growled, and Vikas' blood ran cold.
But by then the bear had decided that Vikas was not alive and it is well-known that bears will not touch dead meat. So the bear slouched off into the forest.
Seeing that the worst of the danger was over, Hemant slowly climbed down the tree where he was hiding. Walking up to Vikas, who was still so shaken up that he could hardly stand, Hemant he laughingly asked, "Hey, what did Master Bear whisper to you?"
Vikas gave Hemant a long steady look. "He told me," said Vikas very slowly, "never to trust a friend who deserts you at the first opportunity he gets. So, if you'll excuse me..." Saying that, Vikas picked himself up, brushed off the dust, and walked away.
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