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Wilbert Sudihardjo
• Name: |
Wilbert Sudihardjo |
• Member ID: |
182913 |
• Profile Rank: |
4217 0 ( Total : 5044 ) |
• Online: |
158 d ago |
• Sex: |
 Male |
• Age: |
00.00.0000 (2008) |
• City / ZIP: |
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• Country: |
 Indonesia
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• Origin: |
Indonesia
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Contact • WilzAct
• MYM mail: |
Send a message |
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Hardware • WilzAct
• CPU: |
intel inside |
• Monitor: |
Samsung |
• HDD: |
40 gb not a good one.. |
• Memory: |
512 mb |
• Headset: |
DELETE THIS ACCOUNT |
• Mouse: |
Logitech MX610 Laser |
• Mousepad: |
... you don't wanna know |
• Keyboard: |
Logitech |
• Connection: |
Speedy |
• OS: |
Windows xp pro |
Favorites • WilzAct
• Game: |
♥ DotA O2Jam |
• Book: |
Being Happy by Andrew Matthews |
• Car: |
.... |
• Food: |
.... |
• Band: |
MCR!! |
• Song: |
Everything, Keep Holding On, Take me to your heart, Right Here Waiting |
• MYM Player: |
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• Player: |
my friends & i |
• Drink: |
Coca Cola & Water |
• Music: |
MCR Rockss |
• Movie: |
The lakehouse what a good movie !! |
• Pet: |
None. i'll cry if it is dead T_T |
• Model: |
...any body who wants to...i'll cheer you up ;P |
Profile • WilzAct
| I love listening to music "Everything" Is a good song for you.. Watch iT.... http://youtube.com/watch?v=SPUJIbXN0WY And also i want to give u a story please read it and sorry if i make lots of mistakes >.< God Is Very Kind To Me Everybody has a different way to see what God gives to them with different capacity that they received. For 25 years I saw him with all his might fought against cancer in his face. First, there was only little things like pimples which appeared on his face. But it was getting bigger and bigger and looked like meat on his face. Years by years, I saw him on his way to the hospital to cut the meat which growning in his face. After the meat had been cut, his face wasn’t like a human face anymore. Every time he went to the hospital, the meat on his face was always cut and his face become worse. But every time he came back with his “face”, he tried to smile and never be desperate or sad. He was a good mechanical engineer and skilful carpenter which well known was the famous & the best around Ozark Hill. When he worked, he always observed and checked of there was something wrong which could be fixed that made it be a really great masterpiece. And also he would fin something which wasn’t known by any people and he would make himself busy to make it better. After he made the best that he could do, he would look at it and he smiled happily. I often say him loved talking by himself like this, “My masterpiece will represent my face and my life.” I was doubt whether he often saw his face in the mirror and looked at his “face” which cancer attacked it every time. Even though how bad the place he worked in, or how few he got orders, or how rude the people who worked around him. He seemed wasn’t worried about that. That’s his assignment and it must be done well. He never complained about his problems to his friends or any people. People did their assignment bad or well are not his business. He never cared about that. One thing that he always concerned is his assignment. When I saw him finishing his assignment, he looked so happy and was proud of himself, but he wasn’t be an arrogant person. After years passed by, he became weaker, his steps were unsure. His hands couldn’t be move as confident and as fast he could do in the past. He no longer could do what he supposed to do. But every thing that he did or people ordered, he always wanted to do it well. He got helped, but it didn’t support his vision or mission. They thought that he wouldn’t do what he had to do well. Finally he worked alone. He never be desperate or mocked the things that people couldn’t do better than he could. He always came to work on the following day based on his responsibility and he never reported his friends who didn’t come. When he knew that he couldn’t show his face anymore, he bandaged it with handkerchief and bandana, that only his eyes which could be seen. When I saw him on the street he always greeted me happily. Knowing that he could hardly speak anymore, his greetings became only a wave from his stick that helped him to walk along the street. His stick was something great on his sight because it’s made by his only hands not any one’s creation. His life was filled by peace and proud. I believed that he often thanked to God because he had 1 pair of good hands to make something beautiful and perfect in his sight. After a while, he rarely worked in his place for weeks, or even months, because he would be having surgery for his face to cut the infected meat on his face. Then you would see his face a little worse. But he was never desperate, hopeless, or complaining about his pain. He chose to be quiet and kept doing his job that were always waiting for him to do. For 25 years, I never knew that he came back with hopeless or complaining about his face. You would think that he was alright when you didn’t see his face. When he knew that he could hardly work anymore, he was doubt for the first time, to whom he would inherit his tools. People who respected and use his tools well. When I took some children to see his tools, he was smiling and he wasn’t doubt anymore. He knew that the children would keep his tools well. After a few days left until he passed away, I visited him. He walked around his yard. Two things that I could see in his face are only 1 pair of his eyes and also he hardly walked. When he came to me, he told me, “I will try to be young as long as I can.” When he passed away, I visited him for condolence. The room that his body was put in, smelled so bad that almost no body could bear to sit there. There was nothing left on his face. Not even cheek, chin, lips, or anything. Everybody who saw that have must be said “He could hardly sleep and he could only taste pain. But he never complained about that as long as he lived in this world. I will never forget what the last words that he said to me. He made me ashamed when I complained about something. His last words will never be forgotten in my mind. His words are: GOD IS VERY KIND TO ME. I HAVE NO EXCUSES TO BE DESPERATE OR COMPLAIN ABOUT EVERY THING IN MY LIFE. The author wanted to give his very best regards to En. R.M. Good for this touching heart articles. i can't say a word to this story Too sad. |
Achievements • WilzAct
| Playing with u allllllll That's that the achievements that i want to have :) |
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| SGmagpies | Ya, haha.. Nice to know u.. |
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