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Monday, May 17, 2004
he said ... 
It came out as a spontaneous reaction when Stelly "dared" me to write in her blog... with full confidence I said to her "ok, no problem, I'll think of something for the topic"... *piece a cake*...

My stupid mouth apparently got me into trouble... it's more than a month and not even a single sentence I can put up... I tried to recall what I've been doing, all the moments, occurrence, occasions that interesting enough to be written... nothing... I'm a lame duck... some said the beginning is the hardest... for me it was hopeless...

Today is Monday and I have to stay at home *thanks to my illness*... and start WRITING...

From the beginning I know that Stelly is the one... God sent... the answered pray... sort of things... I forgot the details on how things comin'.. all I know that everything went so smooth and suddenly we're in the hustle of preparing the wedding... the date is checked, the church is checked, the dresses is checked, and more to come...

I can't recall when we first talked about marriage... but I guess it started after we came back from the trip (correct me if I'm wrong stell). As some of u might notice that we had the trip to Semarang and Jogja... We went to Semarang where my parents lives... during that time she graciously positioned herself as my girlfriend... for me it's kind of relieving since we only get together for a month... I thought it must be hard for her because we just entered the very beginning of our relationship... we EVEN BARELY KNOW EACH OTHER.

Since it was Christmas she had to meet my parents, most of the family members and close friends of the family (just imagine how this big crowd bombarded us with annoying questions... "jadi ini calonnya?"... "kapan undangannya?")... but this girl... my girl... was certainly SURVIVE... two tumbs up. Above all she managed to adjust or assimilate sort of speaking herself with my (family) culture (I came from a Javanese family even though my mother is a half Chinese)...

When I decided to tie the knot I was in a lowest point in my life especially because I don't have any job... my profile at that time was not even met the minimum criteria to become somebody's son in law :)... But I didn't see any doubt from Stelly... with her lively spirit, she prepared and handled most of our wedprep...on contrary I just count the day and thought about the worst case scenario...married without a job... ...consequently any given day can made me a very pain in the a** kind of person...and I know it was hard for Stelly back then..

However, God is indeed generous; I got the job 3,5 months before the date of our wedding and two weeks before my birthday. It was not a great job but it was OK.. at least I worked for one of the biggest financial institution in the world.. so I know I am in the good ponds even I'm just a small fish.

Now, everything seems in the right track and hopefully we both going to be just fine.. wedprep is only one little step that we have to take...as the stairs is way up high we believe that each step has its own lesson of life... we learn from mistakes and try to be a better person...better couple..

stelly @ 11:58 AM


Thursday, May 06, 2004
The Google Guys: Seek and You Shall Find 
How did a couple of computer-science geeks transform themselves into global superstars? For the answer, do a search for a paper that Moscow-born Sergey Brin and Michigan native Larry Page wrote in 1997 when they were pursuing Ph.D.s in computer science at Stanford. The title, "The Anatomy of a Large-Scale Hypertextual Web Search Engine," doesn't trip off the tongue, but the authors get right to the point: "In this paper, we present Google."

Using some complex math, Page and Brin figured out how to index and rank websites in the order of how often they were linked to - and to return search results in that order. The two were so certain of their idea's merits that they quit school to start a company. Their business naivete was a plus, helping them avoid many common mistakes of the dotcom age. For instance, the site went live before Page and Brin had thought to hire a webmaster. So while search giants like Yahoo were filling their home pages with news headlines, stock quotes and sports scores, Google had nothing but a search box and logo. "Other companies would boast about how users spent 45 minutes on their site," says Page. "We wanted people to spend a minimum amount of time on Google. The faster they got their results, the more they'd use it." And use it they did. Six years later, Google has indexed 4 billion Web pages, sees 200 million searches every day and has entered the language as a verb. Many of us wonder what we ever did without it. *By Chris Taylor for TIME Magazine, April 26, 2004*

stelly @ 5:26 PM