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<description>The 10 most recent public blogs by zantie</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 02:48:36 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Kissing</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/zantie/blog/8695</link>
	<description>Let's talk about kissing. 

Have you ever wondered why we kiss each other? Whether it's a quick peck on the cheek of a friend or a deep-arousing kiss that's a lead up to something hot, we all kiss.

Though I'm an expert on kissing (ehm.. 8) ) I'm also curious to know why.

I read an article about kiss that the custom of humans kissing probably derived from primitive times, with food being transferred from the mother's to her baby's mouths (tell me if I'm wrong, but this is one of the technique to get &quot;HOT&quot;  :D )

The article also told us that sometime during the sixth century, the acceptance of kissing between adults became obvious in France, where figure dancing was the fashion and each dance was sealed with a kiss! This led to kissing becoming accepted as a way of adults to express their affection in courthsip.

And it was in Russia that the kiss was first incorporated into the marriage ceremony, where the couples promises to one another were sealed with a kiss. 

The Romans kissed to greet one another, and one Roman emperor ranked a person's importance by the body part he was allowed to kiss. Those importance were allowed to kiss his face, lesser nobles were allowed to kiss his hands, and others were to kiss his feet (what about his lips??).

In Europe, the British are probably those who have held back most when it comes to kissing. Southern Europeans were kissing friends publicly long before the British considered the idea. 

Today women also find it natural to kiss a good friend on the cheek, as a way of showing that we feel a close relationship to them. But men are still reluctant to kiss a member of the same sex. Even if he is his best friend.

By the way, kissing makes me feel good and leaves me with a positive attitude to life, and the most important is..it's healthy. So, shall we kiss?  :P </description>
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	<pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 08:23:06 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>My beloved country</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/zantie/blog/8304</link>
	<description>First thing first, I hate politics. Period.
So, let's skip the politics stuff and start this blog with something nice.

The history. 

I get sentimental everytime I read about the history of my country. How we struggle to get our independence. How many tears and lifes we should sacrifice just to see our red and white flag afluttered in this land. It is sad, truly a sad story.

Once upon a time, we were very poor (because of the colonialism) but happy in our own way. We were united and very humane. And it's sad knowing my country has changed dramatically over these couple of years. Democracy has become anarchy.  

When I heard about Aceh and its Tsunami, I asked myself griefly if the disaster is a devastation from God. 

Had we forgotten who we are and why we live? 
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	<pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2005 09:21:09 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Do you believe in soulmate?</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/zantie/blog/8247</link>
	<description>How's that sound? s.o.u.l.m.a.t.e

Part of my feminine side believe in soulmate (the idea of one soul is made to complete the other soul). But another part of my masculine side, just don't. 

Once, my boyfriend (now he's my ex :P ) told me that I'm his soulmate. But why I didn't feel the same thing? Weird huh? If it does exist, when this soulmate-mambo-jambo happened between us (at least he felt that), don't you think I should feel it too?

But I didn't. And yes, we broke up.  :D 
Funny, the way I see it. I don't know if he lied to me about the soulmate thing or not (see my previous note by the way; I don't trust them).

Two years ago, I had a good relationship. When I felt he's the one and he felt the same thing. You know..the real relationship. But we broke up. Hah! 

It was sweet, he was the greatest man I ever had. But we're not meant to be together. That's it.

I don't know if I believe in soulmate or not. Do you? </description>
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	<pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2005 06:38:00 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Do you trust men?</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/zantie/blog/8181</link>
	<description>Do you trust men? Well, I don't.
But I love them and need them (hm..sometimes).

Yesterday, I went to a mall with my cousin and her daughter (name's Aneira and she's only 6). My cousin divorced recently and she told me what is like to be a single mom. 

Hmm.. men. 

Do you trust them? Well, I don't.
But I know, we love them and desperately need them.

I am now a single and a happy young woman. Friends told me that I should get a new boyfriend right away. They even asked me to join a blind date program in some magazine (what???). Why I should be in a hurry? I'm still 23, beautiful and alive. And I prefer waiting for Mr Right than doing some trial-and-error dates with jerks. After all, I'm not that lonely anyway  8) 

Do you trust them? Well, I dont.
But We'll always love them and need them.</description>
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	<pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 23:48:37 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>A note for the 14th day of Feb</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/zantie/blog/7947</link>
	<description>Last night I was thinking about my crimes against love (perhaps it's valentine's syndrome). 

Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to celebrate the existence of love in my life (I've been celebrating love since the first cry). Because love means life itself.

I lied, I cheated, I fooled. I didn't know why I did that to them. Perhaps it's one of my journey that I should passed to get the meaning of my existence in this life. 

I had lost my eldest brother a year ago. He's got sick and died in a hospital alone because he lived in a different town from us. I know it's God's will. So I can overcome with that. 

But what made me felt so bad was the guilt. The first and the last time I said to him how much I love him was the time I saw his dead body lying there, in my living room.

Thanks to my spoiltness and egoism, I never saw my brother's love for me. When we're near, he treated me as I'm just a lovely and spoilt little kid like I used to be. I screamed and yelled that I'm a big girl now. And there's no way he could treat me like that. I asked for my parent's affirmation for this. And each time I tried to prove that I'm a big girl, I'm just making an obvious fact that I'm just a silly kid.

So now, when I'm thinking about my eldest brother I'll just cry in my pray. I miss him so bad..

A great grief in a great guilt. 

I wasn't a good lover either. Perhaps it's another consequences of the guilt, I found myself trapped in the circle of affairs. I tend to ruin the relationship if it gets too comfy. Such a troublemaker from hell. 

Someone told me once, &quot;what you've done in the past is what you'll get in the future&quot;. If you're a tricker, someone will trick you back. And guess what..he's right.

Writing a confession of my sins against love doesn't mean I'm forgiven. I feel so sorry for myself. The best I can do is to get on with this life with the best things I had. To continue my journey with wisdoms and maturity. Thankfully, I'm beginning to answer the simple and the most important questions in my lifetime, &quot;who am I&quot; and &quot;what makes me happy&quot;.

After all, mistake is the best teacher in life, don't you think?</description>
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	<pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2005 03:27:22 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Crush on you, baby</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/zantie/blog/7854</link>
	<description>Men...are funny creatures (aren't they??!). They didn't give us clear cut signals of interest, but they have a tendency to mix them all up. Yea..sometimes it's fun..but mostly, it's not. 

Furthermore, the signs that they give usually don't seem like signs of attraction at all. And by the time we're losing interest, he's suddenly running after you and telling you that he's been watching you all this time. 

What a confusion! 

So girls, if you think a guy likes you (and if your instinct didn't work because you're too illogically sensitive to using it), let's give him a great smile, baby! 

Just a nice one, i-am-available kind of smile.

If he smiles back, or his face suddenly lights up, he likes you (..probably..)
If he starts  sweating and looks all flustered, ops..he likes you even more.
If his smile is the polite kind..well, maybe he isn't so crazy about you after all..

But the point is..don't be so sure about it until he says he wants you and loves you (even when he said so, remember this.. not every man tells you the truth).</description>
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	<pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2005 04:24:38 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>What is valentine?</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/zantie/blog/7806</link>
	<description>A couple of days ago, I've met my bestfriend in a mall. She wants to buy a valentine's gift for her boyfriend, ofcourse. She picked a teddy (this teddy could say some words with my bestfriend's voice in 3 minutes duration). :o

I'm a little bit shocked at the beginning because I never knew she's really expecting a valentine's silly ritual. As far as I known her, valentine's never listed in her calendar.

Well, finally I got the answer. It's her boyfriend who wants to celebrate a valentine. 
&quot;I'm just having fun and I'm not taking it seriously&quot;, she said.
Okay. 

Yes, it's sweet to have some chocolates in a pretty box, a romantic candle light dinner, dozen of roses in a special day. But I get dissappointed when I asked some of friends about what is so special in a valentine's day. Most of them told me, &quot;It's a celebration of love&quot;. 

Celebration of love, huh? Let's see..

We all know that love is an essential aspect in life. Love from our parents, from friends, from siblings, from teachers, lovers..or anyone. 
And when religions tought us to pray to our God, every prayers contained a deep thankfulness of life, love, everything God's given to us. 

Is valentine's day another symbolization? Just like Mother's Day?

If it's so, let's create Tear's Day (it also essential in our life, don't you think?), or..Reflection's Day (furthermore, no one ever said to me that Yoga or meditation isn't good for your body and spirit)  :D  </description>
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	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2005 07:21:31 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Men, women and friendship</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/zantie/blog/7705</link>
	<description>Can women and men be just friends? It's so hard for me to understand them. Men sometimes are so complicated..(agree??)

Once, I had a male friends who used to be a good friend. He told everything about him and so I did the same thing. We had fun together. We talked, we laughed, we did things together. It was a sweet friendship. 

And until one day, without no special reason, he just kissed me softly and gently (I'm a little bit tipsy at that time). I realized that was a huge mistake so I pushed him over. When I asked for an explanation of his behaviour, he said that it was spontaneous and he did it because he started to feel something about me. His answer makes my eyebrows raised for a while..

I'm confused and somewhat betrayed. We had shared confidences and vulnerabilities, and his attempt at cinematic romance colored my perception of his previous intentions. Was he being my friend in an attempt to win my heart all these months? 

Needless to say, our friendship did not survive, but more because he disappeared (probably from embarrassment) and I did nothing to pursue him than from my inability to trust him again. 

Throughout adolescence, college, graduate school and now stepping to adulthood, I have formed and maintained close friendships with men as well as women. And I am quite confident my life would be less if any of them were not a part of me.

My knowledge of male sexuality and psychology have been increased exponentially through these companionships, allowing me to avoid the usual anxiety associated with intergender collisions. 

I would like to think that my influence has brought my male friends closer to answering the question &quot;what do women want?&quot; than Freud ever was.  :P 

Men and woman not only can be, but should be, friends. What they have to offer one another is incomprehensible, and both sides can only benefit from the unification.</description>
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	<pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2005 04:21:36 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>My 2nd blog</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/zantie/blog/7602</link>
	<description>Exciting!  :D </description>
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	<pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2005 08:05:47 -0600</pubDate>
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