<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152</id><updated>2011-12-19T00:55:22.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little me</title><subtitle type='html'>masih belajar buat jadi lebih baik,</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-8466346054502657890</id><published>2009-10-01T13:36:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:39:18.827+07:00</updated><title type='text'>:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SsROUwtnP5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/X_Pz8PVbR-o/s1600-h/IMG00481-20090930-1532+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SsROUwtnP5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/X_Pz8PVbR-o/s320/IMG00481-20090930-1532+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387517172822523794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-8466346054502657890?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/8466346054502657890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=8466346054502657890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/8466346054502657890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/8466346054502657890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=':))'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SsROUwtnP5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/X_Pz8PVbR-o/s72-c/IMG00481-20090930-1532+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-7348362154865717327</id><published>2009-09-27T17:13:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:21:50.169+07:00</updated><title type='text'>being single</title><content type='html'>Satu bulan yang lalu, saya masih ragu-ragu dengan keputusan saya untuk menjadi single, apa benar keputusan yang sudah saya ambil. Dalam benak saya menjadi single berarti saya tidak punya seseorang untuk mengantar jemput saya, tidak ada seseorang yang mau mendengarkan curahan hati saya. Sounds silly? Yeah, I know I was thinking quite weird that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seiring dengan berjalannya waktu, pikiran saya berubah. Ternyata menjadi single tidak seburuk yang saya pikir. Saya jadi punya banyak waktu untuk berkumpul dengan teman lama dan keluarga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak ada yang antar jemput? Ini pertanyaan terbodoh yang pernah saya pikir. Ada banyak public transportation diluar sana untuk digunakan. Memang sih, saya harus bangun dan menyiapkan semuanya lebih awal, tp banyak pengalaman yang saya dapat. Saya jadi lebih menghargai hidup saya karena saya bisa bercakap-cakap dengan orang lain yang keadaan ekonominya dibawah saya dan saya jadi lebih memahami bagaimana susahnya hidup mereka. Lagipula, I love adventure! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurang perhatian? Hmmm, totally wrong. Saya malah merasa, saya malah merasa punya banyak teman dan keluarga yang tidak ragu-ragu untuk mencurahkan perhatian mereka buat saya. Kemungkinan besar itu karena banyaknya perhatian yang saya curahkan buat mereka juga. Saya lebih banyak waktu untuk menelepon dan membalas sms-sms dan message mereka di facebook. Benar apa kata pepatah, apa yang kita tuang itu apa yang kita dapatkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya, saya merasa tidak ada yang salah untuk menjadi single. Saya masih bisa bersenang-senang menikmati hidup saya, bahkan saya merasa sekarang hidup saya lebih berwarna. Saya punya banyak waktu untuk bertemu dan mengenal orang-orang baru yang membuat saya lebih mengerti berbagai macam karakter sehingga lebih memahami bagaimana cara menghadapi mereka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan setelah bertemu dengan beberapa pria yang menurut saya tidak eligible, maybe being single is not that bad afterall :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-7348362154865717327?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/7348362154865717327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=7348362154865717327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/7348362154865717327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/7348362154865717327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-single.html' title='being single'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-9190999897473576357</id><published>2009-09-27T13:15:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T13:38:07.666+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8G0QI2OwI/AAAAAAAAAII/1ceN_w0mu-0/s1600-h/clopsy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8G0QI2OwI/AAAAAAAAAII/1ceN_w0mu-0/s320/clopsy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386031174113442562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;this is what i called a holiday, to meet my family and friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;to know what they are doing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;to share the stories and really listen to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;thanks guys, for giving me the greatest holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;never laugh this hard since a year ago :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-9190999897473576357?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/9190999897473576357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=9190999897473576357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/9190999897473576357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/9190999897473576357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-what-i-called-holiday-to-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8G0QI2OwI/AAAAAAAAAII/1ceN_w0mu-0/s72-c/clopsy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-8945323054707375764</id><published>2009-05-18T21:09:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:40:19.035+07:00</updated><title type='text'>menikah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/ShFzQYjI_QI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EB3WB0w3RPI/s1600-h/green-wedding-ring-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/ShFzQYjI_QI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EB3WB0w3RPI/s320/green-wedding-ring-lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337173758715690242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hari ini adik sepupu saya yang baru menikah tiba2 sms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"mbak, hari ini jadi pulang ke malang ga? jalan yuk"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan saya pun membalas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"yuk, tp ga sama suamimu ya.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balesan dr adik saya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"aku ga bisa. harus sm si A *suaminya*. gapapa ya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hue, kaget banget baca balesan dari adik saya. apakah menikah harus segitunya? harus nempel dan dianter2 kemana2 oleh sang suami?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;tidak bisakah sang wanita punya kehidupan lain disamping suaminya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;sementara ini sih yang saya lihat, semenjak menikah adik saya itu jarang sekali berinteraksi dengan keluarganya. memang sebelum menikah, keluarga si cewek sangat menentang pernikahan mereka dengan alasan si cewek masih terlalu kecil, 21 tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;apa karena itu ya mereka sepertinya sedikit menjaga jarak dengan keluarga si cewek?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;itu sih terserah si cewek dan keluarganya.. cuman yang saya pengen tahu, kalo kehidupan pernikahan mereka seperti ini, dan melihat rentannya pernikahan di jaman sekarang apalg di usia adik saya yang relatif masih sangat sangat muda, andaikata mereka bertengkar *saya sih berharap jangan ya*, mau berkeluh kesah kemana si cewek?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;jadi sadar betapa pentingnya punya kehidupan lain selain kehidupan dengan pasangan aja. bukankah nantinya akan menjadi lebih sering bertengkar kalau kehidupan kita hanya terfokus dengan satu hal saja?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;maaf, sist kalo tulisan saya memberikan kesan seperti saya sedang marah. saya ga marah kok. saya cuman pengen kasih sedikit opini ke kamu. pengen juga lihat adik sepupu saya satu2nya yang sering saya curhatin, hidupnya bahagiaa.. i love you, sist :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-8945323054707375764?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/8945323054707375764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=8945323054707375764' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/8945323054707375764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/8945323054707375764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2009/05/menikah.html' title='menikah'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/ShFzQYjI_QI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EB3WB0w3RPI/s72-c/green-wedding-ring-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-1873238296891520544</id><published>2009-04-25T09:27:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T07:36:43.920+07:00</updated><title type='text'>romeo and juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meskipun ga punya duit dan harus ngirit2, tp akhirnya sore ini kita habiskan dengan nonton film indonesia yang berjudul romeo and juliet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; sounds cheesy? tp karena pada dasarnya saya suka nontonin film drama indonesia dan si dia sepertinya oke-oke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; saja, maka berangkatlah kita berdua ke TP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sampai di gedung bioskop tepat 5 menit sebelum film-nya dimulai. bioskop nya lengang banget. cuman beberapa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; orang yang duduk dipojok2 dan segerombolan anak muda yang duduk di baris tengah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cerita awal diwarnai dengan perkelahian persib dan persija yang menyebut perkumpulan suporter mereka sebagai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; viking dan jak-mania. sebenernya garis besar cerita ini cukup simple, ada dua orang manusia, rangga yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; termasuk salah satu pendukung paling toppp persija dan desi yang notabene adalah adik dari kang sarman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; pendukung setia persib. dan akhirnya rangga dan desi pun jatuh cinta, tp karena keadaan kedua lingkungan yang saling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; bertolak belakang, mereka harus pacaran sembunyi2. cerita diakhiri dengan kematian si tokoh utama laki-laki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; karena digebukin oleh teman-teman kang sarman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meskipun, di tengah cerita, disaat semua orang sibuk menonton film dan kita sibuk dengan dunia kita sendiri :p,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; saya masih bisa menarik kesimpulan dr film ini. film ini dikemas dengan setting yang cukup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bagus. sangat bisa menggambarkan kehidupan para suporter bola di indonesia, tp seperti layaknya film indonesia, film ini dibuat dengan script yang menurut saya tidak terlalu kuat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;awal yang terlalu mudah ditebak. dari perkelahian itulah rangga dan desi bertemu. lambat laun, filmnya menjadi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sedikit membosankan. terlalu banyak dialog yang ga terlalu perlu. anehnya lagi, terlalu kebetulan bang rangga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ketemu teteh desi dan begitu cepatnya teteh desi mengenal bang rangga sampai mau diajak ke jakarta dan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;menginap di rumah bang rangga hanya di pertemuan ketiga mereka. setelah desi diantar rangga kerumahnya di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bandung dan bertemu ibu desi, ibu desi sepertinya tenang-tenang saja anaknya menginap dirumah cowok yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*menurut saya* asing. membuat saya berpikir, begini bebaskah kehidupan remaja sekarang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ditengah perasaan asmara mereka, dialog malah semakin membosankan dan menurut saya semakin lebai. masih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ada ya remaja jaman sekarang yang mengutarakan perasaan mereka dengan bersyair? dan ketika pada akhirnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; mereka harus terpisahkan oleh keadaan, mereka harus menunggu sampai 2 bulan kemudian untuk bertemu di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; malang, ketika persib bertanding dengan arema. ketika itu rangga harus sembunyi2 untuk membawa kabur desi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; dan sebelum mereka sempat kabur, mereka saling melepas rindu dengan making love. ya  please, dimana si otak mereka? disaat mereka terkejar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;waktu, masih sempatkah mereka making love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;di akhir cerita, adegan lumayan mengiris. rangga meninggal karena dikeroyok teman-teman bang sarman. moralnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; sama dengan film romeo and juliet versi romeo dan juliet. ngapain si kita gontok-gontokan belain rasa gengsi kita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; sampai hasil ekstrem-nya membuat saudara kita sendiri yang harus menderita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;buat saya sendiri, hasil yang dipetik, saya jadi tau bagaimana perkelahian antara dua suporter yang emang lagi emosi. gilaaa, parah juga ya? pantes deh, saya ga boleh keluar rumah kalau arema lagi tanding. melihat crowd di bioskop juga membuat saya sedikit terhenyak. oh begini toh kalo orang surabaya kalo nonton di TP? kok menurut saya sedikit kampungan ya? dengan segala celotehan mereka :s tapi terus terang, saya masih terkesima dengan bagaimana mereka mengambil gambar untuk film mereka di malang. dan itu membuat saya tambah jatuh cinta dengan kota asal saya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-1873238296891520544?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/1873238296891520544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=1873238296891520544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1873238296891520544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1873238296891520544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2009/04/romeo-and-juliet.html' title='romeo and juliet'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-7298730397291029989</id><published>2009-04-22T16:45:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:42:53.616+07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Se7p2lJ237I/AAAAAAAAAHw/e8Oxj3zQ8OY/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Se7p2lJ237I/AAAAAAAAAHw/e8Oxj3zQ8OY/s320/hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327452533121540018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emang bener apa kata orang, kalo lagi kesengsem, dunia serasa milik berdua..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yang lain.. ngontrak! :p&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmmmmmm mungkin terlalu awal kalo bilang bagus2nya aja, mengingat baru jalan bentar,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jadi belom tau jeleknya..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tapi satu hal yang pasti. kita banyak banget samanyaa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sama sukanya, sama nasibnya *suka disirikin orang*, sama malesnya, sama2 terpaksa keadaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hingga diharuskan mandiri *sampai sama2 suka menikmati 'me' time, yang cuman kita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yang biasa sendirian ini yg tau :p*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dan bagusnya hal2 ini bikin kita sering melakukan kegiatan bareng. which i looooooooooovvee it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; very muchhh :D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;moga2 aja yang kali ini bisa lama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;walaupun pasti akan banyak juga perbedaan yang segera susul menyusul :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-7298730397291029989?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/7298730397291029989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=7298730397291029989' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/7298730397291029989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/7298730397291029989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2009/04/emang-bener-apa-kata-orang-kalo-lagi.html' title=':D'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Se7p2lJ237I/AAAAAAAAAHw/e8Oxj3zQ8OY/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-3925536593595584113</id><published>2009-04-18T15:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:56:43.531+07:00</updated><title type='text'>new chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;ya saya tau ini bukan awal tahun, sudah bukan saatnya membuat resolusi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;tapi menurut saya, ini titik balik saya. sudah saatnya membuat perubahan yang mungkin akan membuat saya jadi seorang yang lebih baik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;mungkin bersama dengan seseorang yang baru, membutuhkan banyak adaptasi lagi. tapi apa gunanya kalau kita sendiri tidak merasa nyaman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;terima kasih ya karena sudah mengajarkan banyak hal tentang cinta :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-3925536593595584113?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/3925536593595584113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=3925536593595584113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/3925536593595584113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/3925536593595584113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-chapter.html' title='new chapter'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-9209817117090442902</id><published>2009-03-31T10:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:47:53.156+07:00</updated><title type='text'>titipan :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;- Tell 100 Truths&lt;br /&gt;- Tag 15 people after&lt;br /&gt;- They do the same back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage = nescafe&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call = William Dedy Setiawan&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message = Antoniius Philipus&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to = Hot n Cold – Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried = 1 week ago if im not mistaken :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX HAVE YOU EVER’s:&lt;br /&gt;1. Dated someone twice = yep&lt;br /&gt;2. Been cheated on? = don’t know&lt;br /&gt;3. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it? = yep&lt;br /&gt;4. Lost someone special? = yep&lt;br /&gt;5. Been depressed? = depends on what depressed means&lt;br /&gt;6. Been drunk and threw up? = yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;br /&gt;broken white, dark blue, pink, yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Made new friends = yep&lt;br /&gt;2. Fallen out of love = iyaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;3. Laughed until you cried = sering si kayanya, tp tiba2 brenti, inget kalo ketawa sp nangis, tar malemnya pasti nangis beneran :p&lt;br /&gt;4. Met someone who changed you = yep&lt;br /&gt;5. Found out who your true friends were = yes I did&lt;br /&gt;6. Found out someone was talking about you = yerp&lt;br /&gt;7. Kissed anyone on your friend's list = hahahhaa, iya&lt;br /&gt;8. How many people on your friend's list do you know in real life = aduuuhh, ga ngerti, 90 % la&lt;br /&gt;9. How many kids do you want to have = 3 &lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any pets = yep, at home, named Pablo and noa&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you want to change your name = gaaaaaaaaaa, I do love my name :p&lt;br /&gt;12. What did you do for your last birthday = makan di pizza as usual, hehe&lt;br /&gt;13. What time did you wake up today = 04.36&lt;br /&gt;14. What were you doing at midnight last night = chatting and facebook-ing&lt;br /&gt;15. Name something you CANNOT wait for = pursuing my degree :p&lt;br /&gt;16. Last time you saw your mother = barusaaaaann, sebelum ngantor&lt;br /&gt;17. One thing you wish you could change about your life = nothing&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you listening to right now = nothing&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom = euhmmmm.. ga pernah kynya&lt;br /&gt;20. What's getting on your nerves right now? = getting an appropriate job&lt;br /&gt;21. Most visited webpage = facebook.com and meebo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT ME:&lt;br /&gt;1. What's your name = Auxentia Indira Kristianti&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames = Ira&lt;br /&gt;3. Hobby = baca buku, dengerin musik, buka facebook, baca majalah, ngomel :p&lt;br /&gt;4. Zodiac sign = saggitarian&lt;br /&gt;5. Male or female or transgendered = euhm, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;6. Elementary = SD Mardiwiyata I&lt;br /&gt;7. Middle School = SMPK Santa Maria II&lt;br /&gt;8. High school = SMAK St, Albertus&lt;br /&gt;10. Hair color = item kecoklatan&lt;br /&gt;11. Long or short = panjang, bgt! ya iya abis extension :s&lt;br /&gt;16. Height = 165cm&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have a crush on someone? = siapa si di umur 21 yang ga pernah?&lt;br /&gt;18: What do you like about yourself? = semuaa&lt;br /&gt;19. Piercings = standard di telinga&lt;br /&gt;20. Tattoos = gaaa&lt;br /&gt;21. righty or lefty = righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;22. First surgery = ga pernah&lt;br /&gt;23. First piercing = waktu masih bayi&lt;br /&gt;24. First best friends = hmmm..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;26. First sport you joined = diving!&lt;br /&gt;27. First pet = pablo&lt;br /&gt;28. First vacation = bandung&lt;br /&gt;29. First concert = KLA Project, haha&lt;br /&gt;30. First crush = grace, skrg ga tau dimana keberadaannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;49. Eating = roti, tp skrg masih laper&lt;br /&gt;50. Drinking = air putih&lt;br /&gt;52. I'm about to = finish my proposal&lt;br /&gt;53. Listening to = eh eh nya lady gaga&lt;br /&gt;55. Waiting for = my lunch :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;58. Want kids? = iya dong&lt;br /&gt;59. Want to get married? = iyaaa dong&lt;br /&gt;60. Careers in mind? = brand activation manager or public relation manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;68. Lips or eyes = lipsy&lt;br /&gt;69. Hugs or kisses = hugs&lt;br /&gt;70. Shorter or taller = taller of course!&lt;br /&gt;71. Older or Younger = OLDER&lt;br /&gt;72. Romantic or spontaneous = spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;73. Nice stomach or nice arms = both :p&lt;br /&gt;74. Sensitive or loud = loud&lt;br /&gt;75. Hook-up or relationship = relationship&lt;br /&gt;77. Trouble maker or hesitant = hesitant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;78. Kissed a stranger = never&lt;br /&gt;79. Drank hard liquor = nope&lt;br /&gt;80. Lost glasses/contacts = contacts&lt;br /&gt;81. Sex on first date = never&lt;br /&gt;82. Broken someone's heart = ga ngerti&lt;br /&gt;83. Had your own heart broken = iya dong&lt;br /&gt;86. Turned someone down = maybe&lt;br /&gt;87. Cried when someone died = blom&lt;br /&gt;88. Liked a friend that is a girl? = maksudnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;89. Yourself = iya&lt;br /&gt;90. Miracles = depends&lt;br /&gt;91. Love at first sight = nope&lt;br /&gt;92. Heaven = iya&lt;br /&gt;93. Santa Clause = iya&lt;br /&gt;95. Kiss on the first date? = nope&lt;br /&gt;96. Angels = iya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;97. Is there one person you want to be with right now? = yerp&lt;br /&gt;98. Who is it? = mommyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;99. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? = hmmm&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 Truths? = di blog?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-9209817117090442902?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/9209817117090442902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=9209817117090442902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/9209817117090442902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/9209817117090442902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2009/03/titipan-p.html' title='titipan :p'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-1149312137983752006</id><published>2009-02-17T08:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:46:48.531+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;it has been a couple of months ago since my last blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;so here i am, sitting in front of my PC at home. i got a high fever and today i suppose to go to the lab for checking my blood pressure. although today, my body temperature has been lower, i decided not to go to the office. may today be my holiday! :p besides i already got the doctor's letter. no need to worry. hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;cant remember my last day of holiday. seems so long ago :s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;since i have been working and have a boyfriend, i really dont have time for myself, even for reading and writing on my journal. yerp, i admit that i am not that good in time management. and its really hard for me to say 'no' to the others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;yesterday, my mom said that if i didnt fall sick, maybe i wouldnt stay at home. hmm maybe that's true. i still didnt know how to manage my time with my family, friends, boyfriend and my job. i still have to learn how to make everyone happy. although i know it's impossible. at least, i still have an effort to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-1149312137983752006?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/1149312137983752006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=1149312137983752006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1149312137983752006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1149312137983752006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-has-been-couple-of-months-ago-since.html' title=''/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-576202327545331478</id><published>2008-11-21T21:46:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:45:10.845+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Majapahit, i'll leave you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;hola kawan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;udah lama juga ni ga nulis blog, setelah dikejar jadwal kerja yg padat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;as your information, saat ini saya bekerja sebagai Guest Relation Officer, biasa disingkat GRO di Hotel majapahit Surabaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;kalo ditanya gimana kerjaannya?menyenangkan sekaligus membosankan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;gaji? cukup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;sesekali. kalo hotel lagi rame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;manajemen? ga jelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;itulah sebabnya saya memutuskan untuk keluar dr kerjaan yang katanya udah mulai mulai membesarkan saya selama 4 bulan ini. entah saya yang kurang bersyukur ato apa, di jaman krisis global ky gini, saya malah memutuskan berhenti kerja. tp saya sudah mulai bosan sekaligus capek bekerja di tempat bernaung saya selama 4 bulan. toh bukan saya aja yang merasa begitu, ada banyak karyawan yang lain yang memutuskan untuk berhenti kerja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;keanehan pertama, dimulai dengan cara atasan saya memutuskan hubungan kerja secara sepihak dengan seorang teman saya hanya karena gaya bicara teman saya. dan sebenarnya semua orang di kantor juga mengakui kalo itu masalah sepele, tp memang sengaja dibesar-besarkan. tanpa ada pemutusan dari pihak HRD dan FO Manager, teman saya disarankan untuk berhenti bekerja, tanpa ada surat peringatan pertama maupun yang kedua. itu hal pertama yang membuat saya jengah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;keanehan kedua, saya dengar bahwa sulit sekali mendapat promosi di tempat kerja saya, kecuali ada pihak atasan yang mengundurkan diri, maka bawahannya bisa mendapat kemungkinan dipromosikan. tapi jika hal itu tidak terjadi, maka kita-kita yang ada dibawah ini yang hanya bisa tersenyum kecut sambil menanti kapan atasan kita berhenti kerja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;keanehan ketiga, kemarin tanggal 20 november 2008, saya ditugaskan bekerja di grand city sebagai receptionist dalam acara topping off grand city. acara ini memang termasuk acara yang cukup penting bagi owner kami. grand city sepertinya bakalan menjadi shopping mall dan convention hall terbesar di surabaya. banyak yang hadir ke acara tersebut, salah satunya walikota dan gubenur kota. yang menjadi tanda tanya, kenapa saya diharus ditugaskan disana, padahal pekerjaan sebagai usher itu tidak tercantum dalam kontrak saya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;saya tau tidak baik menjelakkan perusahaan yang saya akan saya tinggalkan, saya cuman mau melepaskan unek2 aja si. pada kenyataannya, banyak juga ilmu yang bisa saya petik dari perusahaan ini, seperti bagaimana meng-handle tamu, bagaimana cara kerja di hotel, bagaimana cara memilih pekerjaan baru yg berprospek lebih baik (dan menghargai karyawannya), bagaimana cara mendiskusikan gaji (biar ga terjebak lg), lho kok masih ngejelek-jelekin :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;anyway, terima kasih Hotel Majapahit, dari sana saya punya banyak teman dan banyak koneksi. sebenarnya saya suka bekerja dengan teman-teman disana, tp saya juga ingin maju dan karir saya ga mentok disana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;kabar2 saya ya teman2. i'll miss you, guys. kita bakalan ketemu lg kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;semoga Hotel majapahit semakin bertambah bagus tahun depan. amien :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-576202327545331478?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/576202327545331478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=576202327545331478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/576202327545331478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/576202327545331478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/11/komitmen.html' title='Majapahit, i&apos;ll leave you'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-9013861064869665231</id><published>2008-06-21T12:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T12:34:53.459+07:00</updated><title type='text'>akhirnyaaaa,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;.19 juni 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;akhirnya perjalanan selesei sudah. kemarin hari terakhir saya di diploma in multimedia, advertising and broadcasting di limkokwing university. ah, leganyaaaaaaaaaa.tapi bukan berarti perjalanan sudah selesei, ini malah sebnernya awal dari perjalanan sesungguhnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;anyway, presentasi advertising campaign kita kemarin bisa dikatakan tidak terlalu bagus. ya, tapi memang kita tidak bisa menyalahkan siapa2. memang dari awalnya, sudah ada internal problem di kelompok kita. kelompok kita sama sekali tidak kompak. semua orang tidak bekerja sepenuh hati. kalo dari sayanya sih, itu dikarenakan pikiran liburan yang akan datang ini lagipula saya udh capek hati. ya sudahlah ya, yang berlalu biarlah berlalu. yang penting kan ada pelajaran yang bisa diambil dari kegagalan kelompok kita, jadi lain kali ga kaya gitu lagi :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;setelah presentasi, saya dan teman-teman sepakat untuk pergi ke alamanda buat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAROKE&lt;/span&gt;an! :p yea, its going to be a fun day. pertama-tama, kita pergi makan. selepas makan, kita memutuskan untuk beli tiket nonton. setelah perdebatan yang cukup lama, akhirnya memilih &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GET SMART&lt;/span&gt; yang dibintangi oleh Steve Carell dan Anne Hathaway. kalo dilihat dari awal sih, spertinya filmnya jayus-jayus ga jelas. tapi ternyata, filmnya lumayan kok. lucu! saya sih lebih suka film ini dibanding johnny english. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;abis nonton, akhirnya kita pergi karokean. it was fun! dari 8 orang yang ikut karokean kemarin, sepertinya saya dan satu orang temen saya yang paling heboh. pakai nari2 ga jelas. hahuahauhauahua! ya gimana dong, namanya juga menjiwaiii :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;tapi akhirnya selesei juga hari yang menyenangkan ini. semua harus pulang kerumah dan mengerjakan pekerjaan masing-masing. terima kasih teman-teman, karena membuat hari ini menyenangkan. hari ini tidak ada emotional2 thingy. its all about having fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;i love you guyssssssssss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;anyway, im going to langkawi this coming sunday. cant wait! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-9013861064869665231?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/9013861064869665231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=9013861064869665231' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/9013861064869665231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/9013861064869665231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/06/akhirnyaaaa.html' title='akhirnyaaaa,'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-373811934560155014</id><published>2008-06-11T17:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T17:32:42.019+07:00</updated><title type='text'>off,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;will be off for a while. this days has made me crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;yerp, i played too much. my bad. now i have to take the consequences. damn :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-373811934560155014?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/373811934560155014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=373811934560155014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/373811934560155014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/373811934560155014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/06/off.html' title='off,'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-8834143844249910037</id><published>2008-06-06T10:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:23:33.443+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;damn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;belakangan ini, suasana hati begitu mellow yellow (again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hari ini di kelas presentation skills (which i hate the most), kita harus presentasi dengan topik yang kita pilih sendiri. selama 2-3 menit. seharusnya hari ini yang datang kelas, 25an orang, tapi tadi yang nongol cuman 15an orang. dan karena mr bong pengen kelasnya cepet beres, mengingat ini udah akhir sem dan jurusan laen udh mulai ga ada kelas, kita yang 15an ini disuruh presentasi dengan topik seadanya (asal dari hati, norak ya? :p).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sambil menunggu giliranku maju, ada seorang classmates dan juga housemates yang maju mempresentasikan topiknya. topiknya tentang seorang teman ceweknya yang selalu nemenin dia sejak dua tahun yang lalu, berangkat sekolah bareng dia, lunch bareng dia dan selalu ada di samping dia. wah udah ada perasaan ga enak nih. dan beneran. dia bilang kalo selama ini dia ga pernah bilang kalo dia sayang banget sama si temen ini dan tiba-tiba nangis datang ke meja saya dan peluk saya. dari sini, mata udah merah. dia bilang, dia sedih karena dia ga tau kemana saya akan pergi abis diploma ini. jadilah kita berdua peluk2an dan nangis di depan kelas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ah rani, saya juga sayang kamu lho meskipun mungkin ga pernah nunjukin. kalo saya ga sayang kamu, mungkin saya udah pindah rumah dari dulu2 :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;setelah selesei kelas, seorang teman menghampiri saya dan berkata "jadi ira, kamu mau kemana abis diploma ini?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dan dengan enteng saya menjawab, "hmm, belum tau."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dia menimpali, "jangan tinggalin malaysia. semua pasti bakalan kangen kamu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sekali lagi saya dibuat pengen menangis, i never knew i mean that much for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;aduh terima kasih teman2, hari ini saya merasa saya berarti buat kalian. dan that means so much to me. saya ga bakalan lupa kalian dan masa-masa diploma ini. kalian selalu ada di hati :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-8834143844249910037?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/8834143844249910037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=8834143844249910037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/8834143844249910037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/8834143844249910037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/06/damn-it-belakangan-ini-suasana-hati_06.html' title=''/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-4900659658752484588</id><published>2008-06-05T21:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:31:39.924+07:00</updated><title type='text'>lima juni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;beberapa hari ini entah kenapa, koneksi internetnya lambreta sekali. dan dengan suksesnya menghambat semua kerjaan yang harus diselesaikan dalam waktu dekat (alasan! :p).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;entah karena gempa yang terjadi di china sehingga meng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ganggu jaringan telepon bawah air (ah masa sih??) atau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mungkin karena lagi lemot aja. argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;menyisakan hari ini dengan pekerjaan rumah tanpa b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;isa research buat our next project, buka youtube, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chatting dan webcaming di msn, cari beberapa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; gambar buat bikin scrap book buat mama yang mau ulta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;h dan cari ide buat kasih bday wishes untuk ibu galuh yang lagi ultah. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi paling tidak, hari ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tidak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dihabiskan dengan bermalas2an. anyway, hapy birthday galuh :) although i always moc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; you (yea, i know my bad! :s), but deep down in my heart, i will always remember you as one of my closest friends. semoga tambah cantik ya. tambah tinggi. tambah kurus (as you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wish). tambah sukses. dan cepet tambah pacar. me cant wait to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; see all of us in malang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SEivRRlYtUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vkwVortsI68/s1600-h/12-04-08_1304edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SEivRRlYtUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vkwVortsI68/s320/12-04-08_1304edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208605680366826818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-4900659658752484588?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/4900659658752484588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=4900659658752484588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/4900659658752484588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/4900659658752484588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/06/lima-juni.html' title='lima juni'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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pikiran saya dibingungkan tentang kemana saya akan melanjutkan pendidikan setelah lulus diploma ini. ada beberapa pilihan yang berprospek bagus untuk masa depan saya. ke australia. ke london atau mentok2nya tetep di malaysia. dilihat dari besarnya biaya hidup dan sekolah, sudah jelas malaysia yang paling sedikit mengeluarkan biaya. tapi dari lubuk hati saya yang paling dalam, saya ga mau nerusin ke malaysia. disamping karena alasan lagi2 harus ambil sertifikat dr limkokwing, saya sudah bosan dan sedang butuh suasana baru.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pilihan ke australia maupun ke london juga menarik. kalo saya ambil di australia, saya mungkin bakalan ambil jurusan advertising di edith cowen university di perth. biar kata orang kotanya sepi dan ga begitu menarik, saya tidak ambil pusing. yang penting, saya bakalan ketemu suasana baru dan toh, saya hanya akan tinggal disana selama satu setengah tahun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pilihan kedua. ke london. dengan mengambil satu semester di limkokwing dan satu semester di bedforshire, saya sudah bisa dapat sertifikat dari bedfordshire. salah satu universitas yang punya reputasi bagus di bidang media di uk. ya memang, biayanya memang sangat amat mahal namun ga menutup kemungkinan saya bisa melanjutkan kesana. kalo dihitung2, biayanya juga ga berbeda jauh kalo saya melanjutkan sekolah ke australia. dan hey, ini london. dengan pergi ke london, saya sih yakin kalau saya bisa much exposure daripada kalo saya melanjutkan kuliah di malaysia maupun australia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tapi kembali lagi ke masalah finansial keluarga saya, saya pikir ayah saya tidak akan mengijinkan saya kuliah ke australia atau ke london dalam waktu dekat ini. apalagi dengan naiknya harga bbm, saya rasa saya akan memaksakan keluarga saya kalau saya berangkat di bulan juli atau agustus ini.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;saya pikir, keputusan yang paling bisa diambil dalam waktu dekat ini adalah bekerja sementara saya dan ayah saya mengumpulkan uang agar saya bisa meneruskan diluar negeri. apakah itu keputusan yang paling tepat? saya juga ga tau. orang bilang, kalau kita sudah tau enaknya bekerja, kita jadi lupa kuliah. dan saya pun tidak bisa menjamin kalo saya tidak menjadi seperti mereka. mama saya sedikit kecewa ketika mendengar keputusan saya. mama saya pun bilang kalau sebaiknya saya bersekolah dulu sampai tamat baru bekerja. tapi saya tidak mau memaksakan diri saya untuk meneruskan kuliah di malaysia, karena saya tau pasti nanti ujung2nya saya yg jadi tdk semangat kuliah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ya dalam hidup pasti ada keputusan besar yang diambil. dan saya tahu, keputusan besar juga mengandung resiko yang besar juga. tapi inilah keputusan yang akan saya ambil sekarang dan saya yakin saya tidak takut menhadapi resikonya. at least i hope.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-3618673616510198453?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/3618673616510198453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=3618673616510198453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/3618673616510198453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/3618673616510198453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/06/lulus-xd.html' title='lulus xD'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SEbdnhlYtSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_kKFORrRAnM/s72-c/diploma%2Bcap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-1287430145028902493</id><published>2008-05-27T01:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:18:08.835+07:00</updated><title type='text'>menjadi mandiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tadi siang saya bercakap2 dengan seorang teman saya tentang kapan waktu yang tepat untuk merencanakan pernikahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;him: "i want to get married if i already got my own house, my own car, a job, a stable income and of course a partner"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;me: "eh me too. i want to be independent too before i get married" (tersenyum sumringah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;him: "what kind of independent do you mean?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;me: "i also want to have a stable income"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;him: "eh? i want to say the reverse thing. i dont want to have an independent wife"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;me: (keselek) "what?? why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;him: "cos i dont want her not to pay respect to me. but of course i want her to be independent la. depends on what is the meaning of the independence, can drive back and all that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;me: "oh yeah (melengos), but i still want to be and independent woman who can tackle all of my problems without any help from anybody. (ngotot)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh boys! kadang saya tidak mengerti pikiran kalian. what is wrong with being an independent women? bukannya beberapa lelaki bangga ya dengan wanitanya yang mandiri? saya pernah membaca survey di glamour yang mengatakan bahwa 65% pria merasa aman bila gaji sang pasangan lebih tinggi dari tinggi dari dirinya sendiri. apa itu bohongan? ato memang teman saya termasuk 35% dari sisanya tadi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;kalo ditanya kenapa saya ingin menjadi cewek yang mandiri sebelum saya menikah dengan pasangan saya, saya bisa menjawab dengan lantang. *karena nanti andaikata saya menikah dan tiba2 bercerai, saya bisa menghidupi keluarga saya dengan layak* bukannya saya mengharapkan bercerai, tapi ini sebagai langkah pencegahan. jaman sekarang berapa pasangan sih yang ga pernah selingkuh di kehidupan pernikahan mereka? menurut yahoo! personals, 60 persen pria dan 40 persen wanita akan melakukan perselingkuhan di satu titik dalam pernikahan mereka. dan saya yakin presentase itu akan meningkat dalam jangka waktu 5 tahun ke depan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;boys, apakah kalian mau punya seorang istri yang cantik tapi kerjanya cuma ke salon dan bergosip dengan tetangga2 sebelah? apa kalian mau punya istri yang penurut tapi sedikit-sedikit minta tolong suaminya sehingga suaminya merasa risih sendiri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;terlebih lagi, menurut saya, menjadi wanita mandiri bisa menjadi daya tarik sendiri untuk beberapa pria. sadar atau tidak, pria akan lebih menghormati wanita jika sang wanita punya prinsip sendiri dan memegang teguh prinsipnya itu. seorang teman pria ibu saya pernah bilang kalau dia akan sangat menyukai wanita yang mandiri karena dia bisa menunjukkan kualitas dirinya dan akan memberi motivasi kepada sang pria jikalau sang pria terjatuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ya saya tau, menjadi terlalu mandiri juga tidak baik kan? pasti jauh di dalam lubuk seorang wanita, dia masih membutuhkan sosok seorang pria yang bisa memperhatikan dan memanjakannya. tapi dengan begitu, bukan berarti kita mau dilecehkan oleh pria. kalo saya pikir, yang dibutuhkan wanita muda jaman sekarang adalah seseorang yang berada di level yang sama dengan kita, mau berdiri di belakang kita dan mendorong kita untuk tetap mandiri :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-1287430145028902493?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/1287430145028902493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=1287430145028902493' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1287430145028902493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1287430145028902493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/05/menjadi-mandiri.html' title='menjadi mandiri'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-1039641533860607221</id><published>2008-05-25T00:39:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:44:10.353+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mellow yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kalo bisa dibilang, euhm hari ini ga banyak yg dikerjain. paling cuman nonton dvd dan masak dan makan supermi. sebenernya diajakin ferdi dan teman2 ke pavillion, tp karena kmrn sudah pergi seharian dan hari ini merasa kaki udah pada pegel2, jadi memutuskan hari ini diem dirumah aja deh. biar mereka bilang ansos, saya tetap mau dirumah :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dan bener, i really enjoyed my time. sampai si yohny ngajakin ke sri kembangan makan bareng sm fresno dan angga. kita makan di ming chu. enak sekaliiii, slrrrppp. suasananya juga mendukung. temaram diterangi lampu kuning2. aduh romantis sekali. jadi kita pun terbawa suasana dan ngobrol ngalor ngidul. semuanya cerita tentang masalah cinta masing-masing. udah lama banget kita ga ngobrol2 seperti ini. ah saya kangen mereka sekali!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;acara dilanjutkan dengan makan es krim di mcd. kita foto2 di mcd sambil makan es krim dan melanjutkan curhatan. dan akhirnya pembicaraan diteruskan ke topik kapan berakhirnya semester ini. dan topik itu jadi mengingatkan kita kalo sebentar lagi kita akan berpisah dengan jalan sendiri2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ouch, jadi sedih. kalo diinget2, walopun pertemanan kita ga bisa terhitung lama tp sepertinya banyak banget kenangan di antara kita. banyak ups and downs. dan diingatkan ttg perpisahan, it hurts me so much. saya ga pernah punya ingatan tentang teman yang lebih baik dari mereka-mereka ini. jadi inget bagaimana kita melewatkan waktu naek bus bareng2 berangkat kerja, sarapan di kl sentral, minum2 di laundry bar, one day trip kita ke bukit tinggi dan ulang tahun yohny yang faboulous. sya takut kalau nanti kita sudah berpisah, kita ga akan ketemu lg :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tapi yang namanya perpisahan, mana ada yg enak? seseorang pernah bilang ke saya, kalo saya bener2 mau jadi a cosmopolitan girl, saya harus tahan dengan perpisahan. karena bakalan banyak pepisahan yg akan terjadi dalam hidup saya. dan menurutnya, saya cukup beruntung karena saya udh tau kapan perpisahan kali ini akan terjadi. tapi tetep aja. semakin dipikir semakin sedih. ah. kata mbak fergie di lagunya, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;big girls dont cry&lt;/span&gt;" kan? :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1039641533860607221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1039641533860607221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/05/mellow-yellow.html' title='mellow yellow'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SDhj5hlYtMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5OdXNRzyG_s/s72-c/mcd2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-5722851603383406860</id><published>2008-05-20T23:55:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:44:57.026+07:00</updated><title type='text'>belajar jalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;seminggu kemarin, helen datang kerumah dengan wajah muram, di tangan kiriny ada sepotong kain berwarna cokelat. begitu nyampe ruang tamu, dia langsung menghambur ke arah kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ada apaan len?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"ini ni bustier bikinanku. coba kamu cobain deh" sambil mengangusurkan barang bawaannya.&lt;br /&gt;karena penasaran, aku lgsg cobain. teng teng.. waaaaaah, bustiernya seksi sekali. dengan belahan dada yang cukup keliatan, tp somehow pas sekali di badanku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;terus helen bilang kalo ntar tanggal 23, ada fashion show di kampus. semua anak kelasny harus memamerkan hasil kreasi mereka, termasuk helen. jadi semua temen sekelasnya harus pilih satu orang model yang mau pakai hasil desain mereka dan jalan di panggung tengah kampus. nah masalahny helen ga tau siapa yang bakal jadi modelnya dia. semua orang lagi pada sibuk dengan urusanny yang laen2, maklumlah akhir semester..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SDMNWII17iI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_ctClTI5D_k/s1600-h/060605_runway_vmed_1p.widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SDMNWII17iI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_ctClTI5D_k/s320/060605_runway_vmed_1p.widec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202516668335910434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jadi dia datang kerumahku itu, karena dia mau aku jadi modelnya. acara akan diadakan di tengah kampus dimana semua orang bisa melihat dengan jelas dan pada saat jam makan siang, dimana pasti kampusnya begitu ramai. hua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah ga salah nih? selama ini, aku belom pernah jalan di catwalk. sama sekali!&lt;br /&gt;tp helen bilang, gapapa. latian dulu aja pokoknya. lagipula dia merasa kalo baju itu paling cocok di badanku dibanding badan2 ce yang laen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya udh, setelah dipikir2, ya bolehlah jadi modelnya helen. dengan pertimbangan, pertama, itung-itung bantu temen. lagian helen kan temen baek juga dan sepertinya dia lagi tertekan karena banyak masalah. pengen bantu sedikit meringakan beban dia :) kedua, kalo dipikir2 bajunya ga terlalu seksi2 amat kok. tergantung yang liat aja. orang mau bilang apa ntarnya, yang penting ini bukan dengan alasan asal2an. ini buat bantu temen sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadilah hari ini niat bela2in ke kampus. tapi begitu nyampe kampus dan ketemu model2 yang lain, langsung jiper deh. mereka begitu professional. aku jadi bertanya apa bener helen masih mau aku jadi modelnya dia? tapi melihat mata helen yang berbinar2, jadi harus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menyakinkan&lt;/span&gt; diri sendiri. latian pertama sangat kaku. latian kedua masih kaku. latian ketiga masih juga kaku. jadi sebel sendiri. susah amat sih ya ternyata jalan sebagai model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ayo ira, tangan kanan digerakkan. biar ga mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ayo ira, bahunya yang rileks aja. tegak. yah. bukan bukan gitu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ayo ira, jangan lupa nanti posenya yang rileks. td aku liat masih belom rileks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ira, jalanny udh bener, ga kecepetan. tp bahunya itu lho. bahunya dibetulin lg ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;argh!&lt;/span&gt; susaaah benerrr!&lt;br /&gt;panas, pake hak tinggi, liat model lainnya berjalan seolah tanpa beban. fiuh! pengen juga rasanya stop. suruh helen pake model lain aja. tapi muka helen udah kusut banget. dia seharian di kampus dan liat modelnya yg belom pernah jalan dan belom siap apapun, dia pasti kepikiran juga. makanya ni, ga mau liat helen mukanya kusut terus. jadi harus semangat. mo usahakan yang terbaik deh buat helen. cheer up, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayo teman, doakan saya buat usahakan yang terbaik buat helen :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-5722851603383406860?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SDMNWII17iI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_ctClTI5D_k/s72-c/060605_runway_vmed_1p.widec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-6854269038993557399</id><published>2008-05-18T23:53:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:45:46.407+07:00</updated><title type='text'>minggu gembira!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;! *with the capital f, u and n*&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acara hari ini, pergi ke kawinan kakakny temen. orang local. ceritanya nih mau dijemput jam 12. jadi mulai dari jam 10 udah bangun. siap2. tp sebelum mandi buka2 internet dulu. eh malah keterusan chatting, buka fs, myspace dan teman2nya sampai akhirnya jam stgh 12 dikabarin kalo mau dijemput? lgsg deh buru2 mandi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan langsung ber-makeup ria. dibantu sodara iris *terima kasih ya bu iris :)* poles sana poles sini, jadi sedikit merasa cantik. nanti lah saya upload fotonya! xD tunggu ditunggu, temenku yg jemput baru datang jam 1. hueo :s segera kita brgt ke shah alam, jemput temen2nya si temenku yg jemput ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rumahnya di perumahan apa lah namanya, lupa. hehehe. baru tau aku area perumahan disini kaya gimana. udh 2 stgh tahun disini tp kayany ga tau apa2 ya? xp perumahan yg ini sepertinya punya orang2 kaya, rumahnya besar2 dan homy sekaliiii. warnanya coklat2. kalo liat rumah kaya gitu, ingin deh rasanya segera berkeluarga. lho? xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah jemput dia, jemput temenny yg satu lagi. dan kita berangkat bersama. rame2 orang malay dan ce indonya cuman 2. tempatnya jauuuhh banget. namanya ulu langat. di deket2 kampung gitu. begitu masuk gedungny, lgsg shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;pertama&lt;/span&gt;, karena ga ada yang pake dress. rata2 pake baju kurung semua. ya iyala, secara yg dateng orang malay semua. jadi sedikit merasa minder :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;kedua&lt;/span&gt;, acara perkawinan disini jauh lebih sederhana drpd di indo. padhal yg punya gawe, termasuk orang yang lumayan berpunya. tapi dr segi dekorasi stage-nya, make-up para saudara yg punya gawe, jenis makannya dan gimmicknya, waaaaahh kalah jauh dari indo. cuman ada 4 jenis makanan. ayam asam manis, rendang,  dan beberapa kuih2 malaysia dan penutupnya buah. kalo di indo, orang yang dateng kan sangat2 niat bermake-up sp harus ke salon segala, disini sih cukup berdandan natural. foto2nya sih ada tp msh ada di kamera temenku. nanti akan segera saya upload x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah itu kita pergi nongkrong di old town di daeran petaling jaya. kumpul2 sama mereka jadi tau gimana cara mereka bercanda dan kaya gimana becandaan mereka. ga gitu jauh kok tnyata sm kita2. senang deh, hari ini nambah teman baru dari kalangan yg berbeda dr yang biasanya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iya. hari ini begitu fun! asyiknya liburanku meskipun cuman 4 hari. hehehehe :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-6854269038993557399?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/6854269038993557399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=6854269038993557399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6854269038993557399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6854269038993557399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/05/minggu-gembira_18.html' title='minggu gembira!'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-4924226554190322847</id><published>2008-05-16T14:48:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:54:07.562+07:00</updated><title type='text'>friday funday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;bener2 hari penuh kebebasan deh hari ini. ga melakukan sesuatu yg berarti sm sekali! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; bangun pagi jam 10 *siang kan?*. itu kebangun gara2 ada temen telpon, nanyain apa kuncinya ketinggalan di rumah ato ga *maunya bangun lbh siang lg. hehehe*. eh setelah dicari2, ternyata ada, jadilah musti bangun dan nungguin dia dtg kerumah buat ngambil kunci. sambil nungguin dia, aku makan coklat favorit, SILVERQUEEN. sounds silly, rite? knp musti SILVERQUEEN? kaya disini ga ada coklat yg lebih enak aja. banyak siiihh. but for me nothing is better than SILVERQUEEN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;setelah dia ambil kunci, bingung lah mau ngapain. akhirnya buka blog2 orang, nama kerennya blog-walking :p. ketemu blog-nya alanda kariza. dr blognya alanda kariza ketemu link-nya ke blog dian sastro, prima rusdi, sherina dan maia. wew salute deh sm mereka. mereka2 itu sibuk tp msh sempet aja nge-blog. malu sayaaa, yg tdk terlalu sibuk tp suka sok sibuk jadi males nge-blog. ayo nge-blog lg. semangat xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dari blog-nya alanda juga, ketemu link ke satu org cowok yang post2 blog-nya lumayan menarik. ni link ya, http://jemarimenari.blogspot.com/. dari page ini bs lgsg terhubung ke myspacenya ni cowok. klik. dibuka. ya ampuuunn, kaget bgt! ni cowok ternyata temenny temenku di sini. di malaysia. masya ampyun. dunia ini kecil juga ya? ga salah ada pepatah bilang dunia segedhe daun kelor. ato pelor? entahlah, lupa :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;karenaaa lapaaarr banget, acara selanjutnya adalah buat supermi. terinsiprasi dr film korea yg ditonton kmren, kayany kok mereka menikmati sekali makan ramen jadi pengen makan mie2an juga. lagipula, ini supermi yg beda dr biasany. supermi kuah rasa soto medan yg hanya bs didapat dr medan. pemberian yohny. hahah! sambil buat supermi, aku goreng nugget juga, trus nugget-nya dipotongin jadi kecil2. di film korea-nya. tokoh utamany juga gitu. makan ramen sambil lauk yg dipotong kecil. sok korea bgt kan? hahaha xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;makanny dengan sumpit kecil yg dibawain mama dr indo. sumpit gambar zebra2an. lengkap dg boxnya. ah baik sekali mamaku :D tp masalah dtg ketika sumpitny susah sekali dipakeny. karena sumpitny terbuat dr plastik, jadi licin bgt kalo buat makan kuah2an. jadi sedikit sangsi buat bawa sumpit ini kemana2 nih. maunya sih sok peduli alam dg membawa sumpit dr rumah dan tdk memakai sumpit yg disediakan restoran, yg kayu2an itu lhoo. tp ya udh lah, komitmen adalah komitmen, apapun yg terjadi. wkakakakakaks. akhirnya makanny setegah jam sendiri, ngambilin mie nya lama bgt. inilah yg terjadi klo sok2 korea. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ya beginilah hari yg penuh ketidakjelasan ini. pokokny dinikmatin aja dah. mumpung masih sempet. besok2 kalo ada tgs lg, begadang lg, mgkn ga sempet kaya gini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hapy friday!&lt;br /&gt;hapy fun day! yuk ikutan yuukk xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-4924226554190322847?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/4924226554190322847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=4924226554190322847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/4924226554190322847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/4924226554190322847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday-funday.html' title='friday funday'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-1551332325221532017</id><published>2008-05-16T00:36:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:46:42.146+07:00</updated><title type='text'>groupies thingy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hari ini, bangun tidur, rani *hosmetku tersayang x))* udah ada di depan kamar dengan rambut acak2an bangun tidur dan bertanya "ra, abis ini mo nge-print kan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ira: "ha??"&lt;br /&gt;*dengan wajah melongo*&lt;br /&gt;wtf? musti kita ya yang nge-print?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi ceritanya ini, kita sekelas ada project nih. bukan final project sih, semacam final project tp lbh ringan sedikit. dikiiiiiiit doang. projectny disuruh bikin ad campaign buat setaun. termasuk research, creative media dan event marketing sekaligus slide buat presentasinya. sekelompok ada 6 orang, tp yg aktif kerja cuman 3 orang. saya, si kapten-jidat dan rani. bayangkan dong gimana ga menguras tenaga! yg laen, bertiga itu cuman merintah2, harus selesei bagian ini lah, harus selesei hari ini lah, gondok bgt. trus puncaknya karena hari ini presentasi, kita bertiga sp bela2in tidur sp jam 5 buat ngerjain tugas dan mereka dg enaknya tidur jam 2 sp jam 9 pagi! siaul! cm bisa ngelus dada. sabar pertama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang paling bikin gondok ya pagi ini. kita udh bikin semuanya dan kita juga yg musti nge print? lah mereka kerjaanny ngapain dongg? sabar kedua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi akhirnya berangkatlah kita dengan muka kecut ke art shop dan menge-print dokumentasi. udah diprint-in sp dateng telat, trs kita malah disuruh benerin power point. krn kita lapeeer bgt, kita mo beli french fries duluan. eh malah yg laen nitip macem2. no way maan! dipikir kita assistent? hua. sabaaaar lagii ya iraa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesampainy di kelas, waktu aku benerin slide nya, french fries ku udh abis ajaaaa. aku makan cuman setengahnya! argh! keterlaluan. sabaaaaaaaar! :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan saatny presentasiiiii,&lt;br /&gt;yin soon, adi, jidat, raj, rani dan ira! ga disangka2, presentasi kita dpt sambutan bagus dr mr bong. katany kita punya konsep yg bagus dan sangat terfokus. terima kasihhh mr bongg. hati jadi berbunga2 :)) akhirnya kerja keras kita ada hasilnya. mr bong bilang presentasi raj sm adi yg bagus, hati yg tadinya gondok jadi udh ga lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dari ini kita jadi tau kelebihan dan kekurangan masing2 orang, ada gunany jg sabar. ga marah2 dulu. ntar buat tugas final project, seharusny adi dan raj jd account bagian ngomong, jidat di creative, rani dan saya di posisi kita masing2. dan yin soon euhmmm, masih ga jelas. ayo semangaaaatt! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari iniiiii mau bebas tugas. mulai buat lg hari jumat. mau nonton film yg kmrn dipinjem dr moses. mau bikin nutrisari malem2. mau makan di indocafe tanpa ada pikiran. horrayy! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SCyLTYI17hI/AAAAAAAAAD0/o30AJbg5TBA/s1600-h/DSCN9704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SCyLTYI17hI/AAAAAAAAAD0/o30AJbg5TBA/s320/DSCN9704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200684834719395346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;namanya TWINLITE ad agency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yin soon-raj-rani *yg diatas*-jidat-adi dan ira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-1551332325221532017?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/1551332325221532017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=1551332325221532017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1551332325221532017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1551332325221532017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/05/groupies-thingy-p.html' title='groupies thingy,'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/SCyLTYI17hI/AAAAAAAAAD0/o30AJbg5TBA/s72-c/DSCN9704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-6098295710623310971</id><published>2008-05-11T11:55:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T12:48:08.528+07:00</updated><title type='text'>forgiving but not forgetting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for some people, forgiving and forgetting is a hard thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;forgiving is allowing another persons to be human for faults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;forgetting is putting all these behind you, they are no longer brought up. and your relationship remains still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;based on ehow.com on the articles of how to forgive, there are certain ways to forgive and forget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="label"&gt;&lt;span class="background"&gt;&lt;span class="number"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Think about what happened.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;                      &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="Part1 Step"&gt;                     &lt;div class="label"&gt;&lt;span class="background"&gt;&lt;span class="number"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Acknowledge all of your feelings. There is often anger lurking behind any hurt or sadness you might feel.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="Part1 Step"&gt;                     &lt;div class="label"&gt;&lt;span class="background"&gt;&lt;span class="number"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Express your feelings - write them out, talk to a friend or simply allow yourself to feel what you feel.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="Part1 Step"&gt;                     &lt;div class="label"&gt;&lt;span class="background"&gt;&lt;span class="number"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Accept responsibility for your own emotions. Although you were wronged and your emotions may be justified, it is still up to you to decide when you're ready to stop feeling angry or upset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="Part1 Step"&gt;                     &lt;div class="label"&gt;&lt;span class="background"&gt;&lt;span class="number"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Talk to the other person about the behavior that upset you and how it made you feel. The odds are that you won't feel truly ready to forgive until you know this person has heard and understood your perspective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="Part1 Step"&gt;                     &lt;div class="label"&gt;&lt;span class="background"&gt;&lt;span class="number"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Try to understand the other person's perspective, even if you don't really agree with it.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="Part1 Step"&gt;                     &lt;div class="label"&gt;&lt;span class="background"&gt;&lt;span class="number"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Rebuild trust in the relationship. Make agreements about acceptable future behavior whenever appropriate.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="Part1 Step"&gt;                     &lt;div class="label"&gt;&lt;span class="background"&gt;&lt;span class="number"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Make the decision to forgive, and communicate your forgiveness to the other person. Once you've done this, make every effort to move on and let it go completely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;people says, sagittarius people can forgive and forget easily. and somehow i feel that same way too. but what if the person that you want to forgive keeps repeating the same mistake and doesnt have the willing to correct her mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-6098295710623310971?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/6098295710623310971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=6098295710623310971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6098295710623310971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6098295710623310971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/05/forgiving-but-not-forgetting.html' title='forgiving but not forgetting'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-4507168294609283398</id><published>2008-05-04T14:58:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:04:23.649+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what does my facebook say about me,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Based on my birhdate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"At first glance, people think you are quiet type of person. Actually you are cheerful, but conditionally. You will show your joyful character only in good mood. One the other hand, when you are moody, no one would dare to be around. Because of your emotion fluctuation and frank character, some find you hard to be around. Your Love, You hardly show your feeling towards opposite sex no matter how much you like him/her. Your partner also has similar character so your love affairs often take quite a while to flourish. Time tells it all. Your sincerity makes you very attractive."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My greatest strength,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        "Strong will, outstanding courage and self-confidence. They are excellent leaders as long as they do not over task their followers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My greatest weakness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        "  Obstinate and intolerant."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jobs i should pursue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        "Financial work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;so, i found this from a friend of mine. hmm, i have to admit it. it's quite true. ive got this emotional character that sometimes makes me feel good but turns to be bad on a few seconds. and yerp, i am frank. i say what i want to say, without thinking. thats what i want to change from me. i do feel that sometimes people gets hurt with what i said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;yup. i hardly show my feelings toward my opposite sex. it is not because i am shy, its because i always feel awkward when i say those feeling to someone new, no matter how much i like him. and that is a bad thing. sometimes when someone says a nice thing to me but i dont tend to reply, that person must be feel inferior and then keep some distance from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and yea, it always takes time for my relationship to flourish. as what someone said to me, go with flow :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;financial work? as? i dont feel that i quite capable in financial job, but once as my previous boss said that im good in organizing and planning, i might be good in financial job. maybe later, i should apply as a media planner in an advertising agency. its not that bad, since  i  still  can work  in  an  advertising agency. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-4507168294609283398?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/4507168294609283398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=4507168294609283398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/4507168294609283398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/4507168294609283398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-does-facebook-say.html' title='what does my facebook say about me,'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-4246987739608439519</id><published>2008-04-01T10:38:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:53:52.070+07:00</updated><title type='text'>yohny bday! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gvu-2icEI/AAAAAAAAADA/axTlDR8KieY/s1600-h/n618131668_745247_3518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gvu-2icEI/AAAAAAAAADA/axTlDR8KieY/s320/n618131668_745247_3518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184117867760742466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;before the blast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gvm-2icDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZTHH8Ftq8PE/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gvm-2icDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZTHH8Ftq8PE/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184117730321788978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tiup lilinnya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gwp-2icII/AAAAAAAAADg/GKuuJLB6Ugk/s1600-h/n618131668_745285_2879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gwp-2icII/AAAAAAAAADg/GKuuJLB6Ugk/s320/n618131668_745285_2879.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184118881373024386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the  back of the shirt that we designed special for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gv2O2icFI/AAAAAAAAADI/gGha2z24gFE/s1600-h/n618131668_745297_6739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gv2O2icFI/AAAAAAAAADI/gGha2z24gFE/s320/n618131668_745297_6739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184117992314794066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gv8u2icGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Oksj-d8Qnj0/s1600-h/n618131668_745298_7066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gv8u2icGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Oksj-d8Qnj0/s320/n618131668_745298_7066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184118103983943778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i got the first cake :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_GwCO2icHI/AAAAAAAAADY/9ahUnUEMSi4/s1600-h/n618131668_745303_8546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_GwCO2icHI/AAAAAAAAADY/9ahUnUEMSi4/s320/n618131668_745303_8546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184118198473224306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;us! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-4246987739608439519?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/4246987739608439519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=4246987739608439519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/4246987739608439519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/4246987739608439519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/04/yohny-bday-d.html' title='yohny bday! :D'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R_Gvu-2icEI/AAAAAAAAADA/axTlDR8KieY/s72-c/n618131668_745247_3518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-7881473558920606609</id><published>2008-03-28T00:57:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:43:46.219+07:00</updated><title type='text'>it feels so nice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hese few days, we had planned something for our bestfriend's 21st birthday, yohny. instead of buying all the expensive things (cos he is the kind of guy who likes a simple and personal things), we planned to make him a scrapbook. it's his final semester so we want him to have a memorable thing from us. each of us has to make a design in the a4 size paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we are very serious in making this book. i spent 2 days to make the design. maybe it's not very good, but i think it came from my heart. my friends said that the design is very me and sweet. we met several times to decide the best way in making this book. after we combined the design, it looks quite nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;in our last meeting, one of our friend said that he wanted to make a tshirt with the pic of yohny in the backside of the shirt. so, we're like, "wow! are you serious about this?". he said, "yes im very serious. im going to the printing place tomorrow. so he knows that we love him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;WOW! it surprises me so much. yes, thats what we call best friend. he wanted to go all the way to KL just to show his love to his best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then the next day, we went to the confectionary that sells jelly cake. yohny doesnt like the secret recipe cake that we usually buy for someone's birthday party. he wants something that unique and unusual. so we went to the store in ioi and buy the flower jelly cake that he wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so, the day is coming. so the plan is we will be waiting for him to come out from his house and we will give him a mix of nando's chili, shampoo, minyak kayu putih, cheese, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;he was very surprised when we gave those thing. smells very bad :s then we gave him the jelly cake with his name on top of the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;later on, in his house, when we finished taking his bath, we gave him the shirt and the scrapbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;he smiles a lot. he said that no one made something like this before. and we cut the cake. i got the first cake :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it feels nice to do something meaningful for someone that we love. all of our sacrifices are worth it. he was quite happy. i love to see the way he smiles, when he got his present one by one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOHNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R-vpne2icCI/AAAAAAAAACw/bT7SKJHWGOk/s1600-h/yohny2resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R-vpne2icCI/AAAAAAAAACw/bT7SKJHWGOk/s320/yohny2resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182492660725870626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is my design for his scrapbook. hope he will like it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-7881473558920606609?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/7881473558920606609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=7881473558920606609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/7881473558920606609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/7881473558920606609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-feels-so-nice.html' title='it feels so nice.'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R-vpne2icCI/AAAAAAAAACw/bT7SKJHWGOk/s72-c/yohny2resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-6276262003610417907</id><published>2008-03-17T20:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:57:21.588+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate to do presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes. i dont like to talk in front of a group of people. i think writing is the easier way to express our feeling than talking. but unfortunately, this semester i have to do a subject called 'presentation skills'. the lecturer, a wise bald head-of-faculty man named mr bong, said that this subject was very important because we are the communication students. we have to be able to present well. fiuh! if i had a choice, i wouldnt choose this subject ever :p&lt;br /&gt;our first presentation is about ourselves. the time was only 2 minutes. at first it thought that it will be easy. but when i thought of what am i going to say, i got confused. once i got my topic, i got confused of the way that im going to present. mr bong said that there are 3 ways to present: humorously, emotionally and seriously. since i think that i cant do humorously and emotionally, i am going to do it seriously. i rehearsed and rehearsed but still i couldnt do it well. im frutrated. and i got bored and overslept. hua!&lt;br /&gt;the next day, when it was my time to present, i tried to convince myself that i can do it. but i was very nervous. my hand was very cold. i made a few mistakes. mr bong said that my mistakes were i didnt have the eye-contact, i made it boring. he said that i can do it interestingly with a few drama if i want. OMG, a lot of mistakes! :o&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm, i know understand that it was not that easy to do presentation. even if they have the special abililty to present, they must rehearse. i realize how hard is it to be like barack obama. he has to give speech all the time. presentation looks like an easy to do but actually it is not! never take it easy and rehearse! hope i can do it better next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-6276262003610417907?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/6276262003610417907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=6276262003610417907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6276262003610417907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6276262003610417907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-to-do-presentation.html' title='i hate to do presentation'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-1119622631255399495</id><published>2008-02-19T20:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:13:28.213+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my little hometown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kemarin waktu aku dengerin Romo khotbah di gereja, Romonya bilang,&lt;br /&gt;“Sejauh apapun kamu pergi berpetualang, tp kamu pasti sangat merindukan kota kelahiranmu sendiri.” (which is quite true)&lt;br /&gt;“Seberapa banyak kamu mengenal orang dr kota lain, kamu pasti berpikir bahwa orang yang paling ramah adalah orang yang ada di kota kelahiranmu.” (which, i think, is not so true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernyataan pertama itu bener banget. Seberapa kecilnya kota Malang, seberapa kurang kental logat orang Malang, seberapa kurangnya mal di kota Malang, seberapa menariknya kota-kota besar yang aku kunjungi, pasti baliknya ke Malang juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love Malang, dengan segala kekurangan dan kelebihannya. Setiap kali ada orang nanya darimana aku berasal, aku ga akan ragu2 bilang kalo aku dtg dr kota Malang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meninggalkan Kota Malang, rasanya berat banget buat aku. Kota Malang, tempat dimana aku menempuh bangku TK, SD, SMP dan SMA ku. Kalo dipikir-pikir, setengah dari hidupku dihabiskan di kota ini. Aku kenal banget jalan-jalan tikusnya (soalnya aku suka banget keluyuran ke kampung2 naik sepeda motorku). Tiap kali ke suatu tempat, selalu ada aja yang aku sapa (saking kecilnya Malang, kayanya setiap orang kenal satu sama lain). Malang selalu ada dipikiranku setiap kali aku ditanya mau liburan dimana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengen rasanya tinggal di kota ini aja sampai aku tua nanti. Punya anak cucu dengan hidup tentram di kota ini. Tapi udah aku putusin kalo aku mau punya kehidupan yang ga berhenti disini-sini aja. Aku mau maju satu langkah dari teman-temanku. Caranya? Sekolah yang bener dan dapet kerjaan yang bener. Mengingat jurusanku itu sangat jarang, hanya ada di salah satu private university di Jakarta, yang mahalnya minta ampun dan mengingat Jakarta yang ga aman, makanya aku memutuskan mo kuliah di Malaysia aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ga pernah menyesali keputusanku buat sekolah di luar negeri. Ini udah menjadi pilhanku. Karena sekolah di luar negeri, aku jadi tau rasanya ngurusin diri sendiri, ketemu dengan banyak orang dengan banyak sifat. Tapi tetep aja, tiap akhir semester aku udah ga sabar pengen pulang Malang dan tiap kali liburan aku pasti benci saat-saat mo balik ke Malay lagi L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-1119622631255399495?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/1119622631255399495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=1119622631255399495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1119622631255399495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/1119622631255399495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-little-hometown.html' title='my little hometown'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-8256248209424061527</id><published>2008-01-22T16:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:38:48.287+07:00</updated><title type='text'>resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I supposed to write this post a few weeks ago, but since I had been too busy to work and socialize, I never had a chance to write. But I hope it’s not too late. It still in the beginning of the year isn’t it? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;At first, I’ve never thought to make any resolutions for this year (actually, I never make any resolutions before), but last week, suddenly, I decided to try to come to my friends’ cell group and the topic of that day is resolutions. So, everybody has to share their resolutions. The resolutions include the resolution of the spiritual life, education and career and friendship life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don’t want to be pompous. Im not going to have big resolutions like going to church every Sunday (which im not sure I can do it) or active in the youth act. All I want for my resolution is one cogitation everyday. This semester, my friend, Vianna gave me a good book by Anthony de Mello (thanks to Vianna :)). It is called ‘the song of the bird’. This book contains 124 fable stories of our everyday concern and spiritual quest. Although sometimes I don’t know what Anthony means, but I still consist to finish the book cause I know that this book will be useful for my spiritual growth. This semester I didn’t read the book regularly, so start in this year, im planning to read it every night. It sounds simple, isn’t it? But to do that, it’s quite hard. I stay in my friends’ house too often and it makes me forget to read the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158231277172176098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R5W4BGEoNOI/AAAAAAAAACo/GNuCIdsAqHo/s320/the+song+of+the+bird.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My resolution for my education is finishing my diploma with good grades. I don’t know whether I can go overseas to pursue my degree or I will work first. I have done some research about some good universities in Australia, but depend on the currency rates nowadays, I have to think twice to pursue my degree there. Or else, I can work first. Maybe I will work here or in Indonesia. I’ll try both to know which one suit me well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My friendship life is quite confusing. I have different groups of friends every semester. We got close together and then we were separated. I don’t know why that was happened. Every time I get new friends, I become unclose with my old one. I don’t want this happen again this year. But to be able to keep them is never an easy thing. We have a different time schedule and it needs an amount of money to socialize with all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is it easy? No, that’s not easy (though it sounds easy), but hey! It’s called resolutions. I’ll try my best to do my resolution. And once again, hapy new year! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-8256248209424061527?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/8256248209424061527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=8256248209424061527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/8256248209424061527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/8256248209424061527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolutions.html' title='resolutions'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R5W4BGEoNOI/AAAAAAAAACo/GNuCIdsAqHo/s72-c/the+song+of+the+bird.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-6485908374495986749</id><published>2008-01-21T14:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:19:52.939+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my 5th sem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will be going back in the end of this month. Finally~ :))&lt;br /&gt;This semester has been brought a lot of thing to me. A several changes has been made. First, i broke up with my 3-and-a-half-year boyfriend. Having him here beside of me is a nice thing, but i still feel that im not comfortable with the relationship. My mom doesnt like him (which make me have some fights with my mom every time i go back to malang), this long distance relationship and im not ready for any commitment yet. I dont like being controlled by anybody (not in this age). Yes, maybe im too selfish, but i want to reach my career first. If i continue this relationship, it won’t be good for him and for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe because im to oblivous with my life now. I have a lot of fun this semester. I’ve got a several good friends and i’ve got a job which has made me so busy and didnt have time to keep in touch with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked in my campus’ cafe as a parttimer. I worked quite hard. And because i spent most of my time there, i have a few of close friends who work there as well. We spent a lot of our time together. I learned a lot from them because of our culture is different. I ever been stayed in my Malaysian friends’ house and I’m happy that I had a chance to study their culture from their family. I like them, they family is different from my family but I can adapt with them quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i have been doing my internship in one of the biggest advertising agency in Malaysia. I have to work from 9.30 to 6. But because the office is quite far from my house, i have to go at 7.20 and usually reach home at 10 above. By the time i reach home, i will be very tired and straightly go to sleep. I’ve gained a lot of experience here. Now I know that advertising is hard, they spend most of their time with working. I really want to have a job in this field even if I know that I won’t have enough time for me and my future love relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made some good friends from my intership experience. My collegues and some of my friends who do their internship in KL but stay in cyberia. We often go to work and back from work together. Now, we become very very close. Once, i wondered, will this friendship continue after we’ve done our internship? Actually, from the time i started this frienship, i’ve already preparing of the ending. But I didnt expect that we will be so close like this (which make me quite sad to leave them). I guess I will be missing them pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester, I had my first Christmas and birthday overseas, far from my family and my high school’s friends. The birthday is quite nice, I had my surprised party (of course with a birthday cake) with the participant of my housemates and my close friends. They gave me many things that I love, but the most important thing is that I realized that they still care for me :) This Christmas is lovely too. My parents’ housemates were coming and we spent the whole evening together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this semester. A lot of things that I didn’t expect, has happened. I’m not really sure about next semester, which will be my last semester in diploma. Will I gain a lot of experience too? Will life offer this kind of fun again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-6485908374495986749?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/6485908374495986749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=6485908374495986749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6485908374495986749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6485908374495986749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-5th-sem.html' title='my 5th sem'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-5195264420909639920</id><published>2008-01-13T23:01:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:07:48.207+07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's about having fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4o2MGEoNNI/AAAAAAAAACc/WJCgJujpIvI/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4o2MGEoNNI/AAAAAAAAACc/WJCgJujpIvI/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154992304895309010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laundry bar, 11 january 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-5195264420909639920?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/5195264420909639920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=5195264420909639920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/5195264420909639920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/5195264420909639920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-about-having-fun.html' title='it&apos;s about having fun!'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4o2MGEoNNI/AAAAAAAAACc/WJCgJujpIvI/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-2501163080333034966</id><published>2008-01-13T02:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T02:52:30.118+07:00</updated><title type='text'>6:30</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4kZsmEoNMI/AAAAAAAAACU/9ngTzDK9vXg/s1600-h/630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4kZsmEoNMI/AAAAAAAAACU/9ngTzDK9vXg/s320/630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154679502427141314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;today i was doing nothing until rani offered me an indonesian movie to watch. it is called 6:30, a movie about 3 young indonesians who have been living in san fransisco for 5 years. the actors were good *dinna olivia, winky wiryawan and adilla dimitri. winky looks handsome in the movie :p* the scenery was nice and the story was great. it reminds of me of myself a lot. maybe because we both are living abroad and strong friendship between them who also live far from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the movie tells us about their friendship, how they deal with their ego and how they cope with lost. the famous quote: "sooner or later, they, who we love most will be gone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yes, it's quite true. since i have been living abroad, i have to deal with so many lost. a dissapear bf, a vanish friendship, lack of quality time with family and my me time. at first, it upset me much to see the things that i love was gone. but as i grow older, i've learn to deal and be prepared for this. the friendship that im building right now, it will be gone. the love that i give for him right now will be vanished. people says, if you dare to fall in love, be ready to be broken heart. the people that we care about in life will be taken away from us first. it's true. isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-2501163080333034966?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/2501163080333034966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=2501163080333034966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/2501163080333034966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/2501163080333034966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/01/630.html' title='6:30'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4kZsmEoNMI/AAAAAAAAACU/9ngTzDK9vXg/s72-c/630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-7002786673123990176</id><published>2008-01-06T11:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:28:05.819+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hapy 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this new year eve is suppose to be a fun night for us. we heard that digi has some countdown party so we've decided to go there. so after work, i went to meet some of my friends in low yat, they said they want to buy some electronic things first, then we went to pavillion and had dinner in dragon i. the food was very yummy, made me realize that i miss the restaurant that me and my mommy often go together in surabaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after that, we went to a friend's house in salak selatan. they wanted to put their heavy things first before go to the countdown party. and then we went back to bukit bintang by train. when we left the train, we suddenly realized that there was a lot of people there. when i mean a lot, it means A LOT! and they personally had their own spray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at first we decided to go to pavillion again, to take a look of what's going on there. but since nothing happened there, so we decided to go to sungei wang again. on the way back to sungei wang, i met one of my friend, and he asked me whether i want to join them on the place where we usually eat in the back of lot 10 or not. and i said, "i dont know, maybe later!". i tried to give a crisp answer because i didnt him to think that i was longing to be with him on the new year eve, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after we reached lot 10, we wanted to cross the street to go to sungei wang. oh my, the road was so full. we tried to keep or hands together so we wouldnt be separated. but everything turned out in a different way. unluckily, i was lost. i couldnt find my friends and neither could day. so despite countdown-ing the seconds to 2008, i was busy finding my friends. the situation was uncontrollable. the rain was falling and everybody was so happy and they began to give some spray to my face. i spent almost 2 hours to find my friends and walking around bukit bintang 3 or 4 times. but then luckily, i met one of my bestfriends there and he decided to take me to my friend's house in salak selatan. what a weird new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and then i wondered, will this year will turn to be weird as my new year eve? hope not :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, wish all the best in 2008 for you guys :)) here i give some of our new year eve photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4CBt2EoNJI/AAAAAAAAABY/XXv7im-E8Xk/s1600-h/514393390_02f603c56a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4CBt2EoNJI/AAAAAAAAABY/XXv7im-E8Xk/s320/514393390_02f603c56a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152260598320870546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;the supper yummy mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4CCcmEoNKI/AAAAAAAAABg/9LqWjp-F0CU/s1600-h/_MG_27731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4CCcmEoNKI/AAAAAAAAABg/9LqWjp-F0CU/s320/_MG_27731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152261401479754914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the crowded bukit bintang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4CC1mEoNLI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZE8LPDIM658/s1600-h/_MG_2775+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4CC1mEoNLI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZE8LPDIM658/s320/_MG_2775+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152261830976484530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-7002786673123990176?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/7002786673123990176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=7002786673123990176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/7002786673123990176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/7002786673123990176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2008/01/hapy-2008.html' title='hapy 2008!'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/R4CBt2EoNJI/AAAAAAAAABY/XXv7im-E8Xk/s72-c/514393390_02f603c56a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-2789793384447896371</id><published>2007-11-25T13:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T13:50:35.327+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a friend of mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;belakangan ini aku punya deket dg seseorang temen. baru kenalan beberapa bulan yg lalu sih. setelah itu kita bener2 jadi deket karena srg jalan bareng, kerja bareng dan ngumpul sama orang yang sama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;beberapa bulan pertama sih baik-baik aja. belakangan ini aku sering kesel sm dia. ada aja yang bikin kesel. dikit2 sih. dan aku ga pernah ngomongin hal ini ke dia karena aku emg gitu orangnya susah ngomong hal2 kaya ginian ke orang laen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff99;"&gt;kmren ini dia bilang mo jalan bareng sm aku dan 2 orang temen aku, yang salah satunya temen aku. eh besoknya dia tiba2 ngebatalin (tanpa pemberitahuan kalo ga di sms) karena dia mo pergi sm mantannya. ini hari terakhir dia sm mantannya sebelom dia balik ke indo. mantan?hua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff99;"&gt;lah kok aku yg jadi sewot? haha. ga salah sih sebenernya dia kalo dia mo pergi sm mantannya. tp aku kasian ni sm gebetannya yg skrg, yang sebenernya udah aku anggep temen baik. dia selalu jadi pihak yang dikorbanin. ini juga sebenernya bukan urusan aku juga sih, tp mungkin karena aku ngerasa udah deket banget, aku jadi nggak rela kalo dia digituin. tp emang aku bisa apa? ga bisa apa2 juga. udh berulang kali aku bilangin si gebetan ini, tp juga namanya orang lg dimabuk cinta, ga keliatan apa2. hueo. i can only wish the best for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff99;"&gt;anyway, mungkin si temen deket aku ini udah kesel juga sama aku. ato mungkin dia ga sadar kalo dia suka bikin kesel. tapi yang jelas, setelah ngerasa aku kesel sm dia, aku jadi punya kecenderungan buat melakukan hal yang bikin kesel dia (kalo dia nyadar). aku tau kalo ini ga bener. harusnya aku omongin ke dia nya yah? jeleknya aku gini nih, aku jarang ngomong kalo aku kesel sm orang, tapi tiba2 menjauh aja. ato bikin kesel dia balik diem2. kenapa yaa? susah banget ngomongnya. aku ga suka ni kalo yang namanya konfrontasi. apalg ke temen deket sendiri. kenapa yaa? hueo :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-2789793384447896371?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/2789793384447896371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=2789793384447896371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/2789793384447896371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/2789793384447896371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2007/11/friend-of-mine.html' title='a friend of mine'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-3088834959568333164</id><published>2007-09-24T00:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:43:29.046+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a nice evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have a nice evening today. thanks to jyesta =D today, i went to kl. we were planning to have dinner at ampang or klcc. we went from cyberia at 6 pm. and because we took the wrong road and we had to pass sungei wang 2 times. finally we reached klcc at 7.30. we went to a music store, went to isetan but i didnt find anything to buy. suddenly the plan was changed. we didnt want to eat at klcc. so we started to think to eat at t.g.i friday. and we wanted to go to one u. and then plan was changed again. they wanted to eat at starhill gallery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;in the starhill gallery, we went to the ground floor. had dinner at a restaurant called sentidos tapas. a spanish restaurant. i was so excited. i never been to a spanish restaurant before. i chose seafood paella. it was so nice with the prawns and the scallops. and i chose strawberry fuzz as the drink. a blended strawberry juice. as the desert, jesta chose a mocha cake for us. very interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and suddenly, the time was already 11pm. we had to go home. we laughed talked chatted at the car. and taraaaaa.. we took the wrong road again. the sign shows that we were on the way to pelabuhan klang. hue. so we turned and we got on the right road. the road was so looooonnnggg.. i thought it was the road to klia not to cyberia. but luckily, we reached cyberia. at 00.30. ckck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thanks to jyesta. we got home savely. thanks for the dinner. hapy 21st birthday. we welcome you to come again to cyberia =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i love spanish food =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-3088834959568333164?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/3088834959568333164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=3088834959568333164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/3088834959568333164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/3088834959568333164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2007/09/nice-evening.html' title='a nice evening'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-2480562582190861322</id><published>2007-09-15T16:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:46:45.451+07:00</updated><title type='text'>off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel like im in the middle of the desert and dont know which way to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;where anybody else knows where they want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im still stuck in here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dont know where am i going or what im gonna do next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dont know what to say and what to be tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;life is misterious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and now im still searching for who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i need a time off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;time to focus on myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fix my fault and learning to grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-2480562582190861322?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/2480562582190861322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=2480562582190861322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/2480562582190861322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/2480562582190861322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2007/09/off.html' title='off'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-4655229903585567752</id><published>2007-09-14T23:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:55:04.506+07:00</updated><title type='text'>me and you</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;im waiting for the world of me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the world where anybody else is left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we are at our own bubble and laughing at pur stupidity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;share the stories together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i'l lay my head in your shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and nobody else would care about us&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-4655229903585567752?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/4655229903585567752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=4655229903585567752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/4655229903585567752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/4655229903585567752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2007/09/me-and-you.html' title='me and you'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-935319558562265872</id><published>2007-08-08T00:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:30:10.081+07:00</updated><title type='text'>something's wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;lately, i dont really know what was happening between them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;it's about their smile, their laugh, their happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i truly feel the happiness, but why deep in my heart i didnt feel that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i was smiling, but it is not a true smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i was laughing, but there were some questions running through my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i couldnt prentend that there's nothing wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;maybe people change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;maybe im the only one who didnt feel that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;maybe they were true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but who knows?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-935319558562265872?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/935319558562265872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=935319558562265872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/935319558562265872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/935319558562265872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2007/08/somethings-wrong.html' title='something&apos;s wrong'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-6250062418463354676</id><published>2007-04-23T14:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T14:39:06.531+07:00</updated><title type='text'>.saturday. 21 april 2007.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yippie.. asyik asyik asyik. udh tgl 23 april ajah yaaaa. waktu cepat sekali berlalunyaaaa.. *senang*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;udah ga sabar makan bakso Malang. hihihihi ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;btw, kmren sabtu, aku pergi nonton film Jepang gratisan di tourism malaysia, di daerah sekitar bukit nanas. yang nonton bule2 dan orang2 Jepang yg udh lama tinggal di Malay, rame juga kok. film tentang tradisi minum teh di Jepang. pertama nya siih keliatannya berat, bikin ngantuk, dll. tp lama2 seru juga film nya. keren. jadi tau kalo org jepang tu tnyata sangat memegang tangguh harga diri nya. sampai berani mati. meninggalnya juga bukan karena dipenggal, tapi karena bunuh diri. ckck.. trus lewat film ini, aku jadi tau kalo teh jepang itu bukan kayak yang di sushi king. teh Jepang itu aslinya warnanya ijoo bgt. masih kental2 gt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;trus pulangnya, kita jalan ke KLCC. beneran jalan lho. 10 menitan. liat keadaan KL jam 6 sore sambil jalan kaki. tnyataa seru jugaaaaa. kalo di indo mana sempet jalan sore2 di pusat kota. liat bule2 seliweran, nungguin bus sm anak2nyaa. hueheuheuehue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaa jadi pengen nonton lg 2 mg lg. *ketagihan =D* 2 mg lg film nya tentang judo. kayaknya seruu yaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-6250062418463354676?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/6250062418463354676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=6250062418463354676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6250062418463354676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6250062418463354676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2007/04/saturday-21-april-2007.html' title='.saturday. 21 april 2007.'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-6608411524811909899</id><published>2007-04-17T22:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:56:47.107+07:00</updated><title type='text'>messy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;messy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;i do feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;messy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;evrything seems so messed up&lt;br /&gt;the assignments&lt;br /&gt;the people around me&lt;br /&gt;and my life, for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i do feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;bored of my life&lt;br /&gt;i wanna fly&lt;br /&gt;go the most beautiful island, where nobody live there&lt;br /&gt;spending my time with fishing and tanning&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go through the deepest ocean&lt;br /&gt;playing with the fishes&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know how's life there?&lt;br /&gt;is it boring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i do feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;tired of the problems. the assignments. her. them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;im so sick of those hipocrates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i keep asking myself, when will it stop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;hey, somebody there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;please pick me up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;i wanna go home soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-6608411524811909899?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/6608411524811909899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=6608411524811909899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6608411524811909899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/6608411524811909899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2007/04/messy_4941.html' title='messy.'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-8454987359901424122</id><published>2007-04-17T21:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:15:02.292+07:00</updated><title type='text'>untukmu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sekali waktu aku berpikir,&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin pergi&lt;br /&gt;ke tempat yang jauh dari hingar bingar dunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pergi ke suatu tempat dimana aku bisa mendengarkan deburan ombak sambil membaca buku favoritku&lt;br /&gt;dimana kesayanganku menantiku dengan pelukan hangatnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku lelah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang aku ingin menangis dan berteriak padamu,&lt;br /&gt;'sadarlah ini semua untukmu dan untuk kita'&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin menampar wajahmu dengan keras supaya kamu sadar&lt;br /&gt;aku, kita peduli denganmu&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin kita bergandengan tangan, menatap semua masalah yang ada di depan kita dengan senyum menantang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi jika kamu memilih untuk tidak menerima tanganku&lt;br /&gt;itu tak apa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudah saatnya aku beranjak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katakan saja aku brengsek,&lt;br /&gt;meninggalkanmu disaat kamu ingin menangis&lt;br /&gt;teman macam apa aku?&lt;br /&gt;aku sadar aku memang brengsek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi jangan katakan aku tidak berusaha untuk kebaikanmu&lt;br /&gt;jangan salahkan aku kalau aku tidak lagi tersenyum manis dan tertawa riang denganmu&lt;br /&gt;membicarakan semua hal yang ada disekitar kita tanpa beban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku hanya lelah dengan semua ini&lt;br /&gt;airmataku sudah kering&lt;br /&gt;mulutku sudah berbusa&lt;br /&gt;badanku sudah remuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadarlah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i do care about you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;teman baikku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-8454987359901424122?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/8454987359901424122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=8454987359901424122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/8454987359901424122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/8454987359901424122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2007/04/untukmu_17.html' title='untukmu'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-117051759039626924</id><published>2007-02-03T21:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:51:19.813+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a good friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;is someone who always there for you&lt;br /&gt;is someone to share your happiness and your sadness&lt;br /&gt;listens to your stories about your day, your boyfriend, your classmates, your parents and even about yourselves&lt;br /&gt;call you just to say "how are you?"&lt;br /&gt;always there to help you when you need some help&lt;br /&gt;is someone to go shopping with and also someone to give you a big hug when you have a problem&lt;br /&gt;laughs with you not laughs at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;is the first one to tell you when you do a bad mistake and you dont even realize it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;is someone that you can rely on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and never talks bout you in your back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;do i expect to much? im not a good friend though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-117051759039626924?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/117051759039626924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=117051759039626924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/117051759039626924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/117051759039626924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-friend.html' title='a good friend'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-115894365704671650</id><published>2006-09-22T22:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:47:37.246+07:00</updated><title type='text'>.. kecurian  ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hari ini. malam. tgl 22 september 2006. pukul 23.00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;hosmetku pulang dr komsel dg membawa berita buruk. (sekedar pengumuman, hosmetku ada 5 orang. yang 3 orang ikut komsel. yg 1 kerja di alamanda. jadi intinya, cuman aku yg ada di rumah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;kata mereka gini, "eh ra. tau ga lo. tetangganya cici kecolongan. keilangan 4 laptop."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;ira, "ha? ha? kok bisa sih?" (dg tampang bingung)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;mereka, "iya. iya. gini ceritanya. jadi mereka tu lagi pergi smua. cuman satu yg ada dirumah soalnya sakit. trus pencurinya masuk rumah. trus ngambil laptop. udh gitu, yg nyolong sempet2nya ngecek yg punya rumah udh tidur apa blom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;ira, "waaaah. gawat dong. udh gitu, aku td drumah sendirian lg." (dg tampang takut2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;mereka, "untung yg drumah itu ga diapa2in."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;ira, "iya" (masih dg tampang takut2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;ga beberapa lama kemudian, hosmet ku yg satu lagi pulang dengan membawa tamu. cewek, namanya della. alhasil kita jadi ngerumpi bersama. melanjutkan cerita yg tadi. hosmetku (cella) nanya ke sinyo yg br pulang dr kerja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;katanya, "nyo, si A abis pindah rumah yaa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;btw, si A ini adalah teman baiknya sinyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;sinyo, "iyo, cel"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;cella, "knapa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;sinyo, "si A abis kecolongan. ipod sm uang 250rm ilang. hosmet nya ilang uang 2500rm."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;kita semua seisi rumah, "wah wah wah. serem!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;cella dan della, "mungkin karena mau ramadhan kali yaa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;ira, "maksudnya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cella, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mungkin mereka lg butuh duit karena mau ramadhan. mungkin mereka mau beiin sesuatu buat keluarga mereka"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;smua, "oooooooww"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;gila ya org jaman skrg. ga abis pikir deh. ada juga ga ya orang yg nyuri dg alasan mo ngasih orang lain. kalo nyuri dg alasan gitu, itu termasuk dosa juga kah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;tp kita ga bs nge judge gitu juga yaa. mungkin mereka emang sangat sangat sangat butuh uang karena emang anggota keluarganya lg sakit atoo dan kebetulan saat2 ini deket2 ramadhan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;errmm.. atoo mungkin juga karena alasan gengsi. mungkin jg. gengsi dooong, kalo kita pulang kampung tp ga bw oleh2 yg mahal dr kota.. tp kalo alasanny gengsi, apa enakny sih, ngasih oleh2 tp kita diliputi perasaan bsalah seumur idup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;ada apa dg dunia ini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;nb. eh. komentar ga penting ni. kok rata2 tulisanku diakhiri dg kalimat pertanyaan yaa? *bingung*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-115894365704671650?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/115894365704671650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=115894365704671650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115894365704671650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115894365704671650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2006/09/kecurian.html' title='.. kecurian  ..'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-115889445955368035</id><published>2006-09-22T08:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:54:00.323+07:00</updated><title type='text'>do they know that it is my privacy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;waaaah.. akhirnya blog ku sudah kembali.. akhirnya bs nulis2 lg. *senang*&lt;br /&gt;tadinya mo bikin blog lagi di tempat laen. tp setelah di cek. ternyata blog ku sudah kembali. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o iyah, btw, aku lg BT nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daaaan yang bikin BT adalah orang yg aku anggep sebagai sahabatku sendiri dari jaman pertama aku masuk kuliah. mereka itu temen sekelasku. rumahnya deket lg. apalagi aku sering maen ke rumah mereka. aku sering cerita2 juga sm mereka. mereka juga sering curhat2 gitu ke aku. pokoknya udh deket deeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begini ceritanya, beberapa hari yg lalu, sepulang kuliah. abis ujian writing for e-media tepatnya, kita duduk2 bareng sambil nunggu bus yang ga dateng2. waktu itu, aku kepikiran buat sms co ku. jadi aku ngeluarin hp ku buat sms dia. udh send sih sms nya, tp setelah diliat kok tnyata pending yaa? ya udh, aku coba telp co ku. tnyata co ku lg mandi. udh dooong, aku tutup telponnya. hape nya msh aku pegang di tangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nggak lama kemudian, handphone nya diambil sm seorang dr mereka. nggak diambil sih, lbh tepatnya drebut. dan sms2 ku dibacanyaaa. sebal! aku masih sabar tuuh. ok. fine. gpp. aku masih tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;tp tnyata kejadian itu masih berlanjut. bsoknya, temenku yg satu nya lg tau apa isi sms ku. tp waktu itu aku ga tau kalo dia juga tau apa isi sms ku. aku masih ktwa2 brg mereka. malah masih sempet lunch bareng.&lt;br /&gt;setelah lunch, mereka maen ke rumahku. dan sebalnyaa, di rumahku, salah seorang dr mereka membahas isi sms ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selagi aku ngobrol sm seorang dr mereka, yg satunya lg malah berbuat sesuatu yg bikin kekesalan makin memuncak. dia ngambil hp ku yg aku taruh di tas. dan dia baca2 smua isi sms ku.. bagus banget kaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya mungkin memang salahku kalo aku taruh hp di tas. tapi itu karena i trust them. bener2 pcaya banget sm mereka. aku ga nyangka kalo tnyata mereka merusak kepercayaan itu. mereka harusnya ga buka2 tas ku dooong. it is my bag. udh bongkar2 tasku, mereka juga buka2 inbox hp ku. great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bukannya marah sm mereka, cuman aku kecewa banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mereka bener2 ga tau yg namanya privacy yaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sadar emang selama ini, aku ga terlalu suci juga yaa. ya emang sih, dulu aku pernah baca2 inbox orang. tp aku pernah dtegur sm temenku itu, katanya, ga baek baca inbox org laen. bener juga siih? sejak itu, aku udh ga pernah baca2 inbox org laen. even itu inbox org yg paling deket sm aku. aku jd lebih menghargai apa yang dinamakan &lt;strong&gt;privacy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lebih herannya lagi, mereka sendiri yang bilangin aku masalah privacy, tp mereka sendiri malah melakukan hal2 yg sangat2 mengganggu privacy seseorang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ga abis pikir deeh, kok mereka tega sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi itu yang namanya teman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-115889445955368035?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/115889445955368035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=115889445955368035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115889445955368035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115889445955368035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-they-know-that-it-is-my-privacy.html' title='do they know that it is my privacy?'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-115704634835491908</id><published>2006-08-31T23:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:45:48.406+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a lovely day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;pagi ini dimulai dengen chatting dg hary. aku kangeeen banget! meskipun ada pertengkaran kecil2an tp pd akhirnya baekan jugaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;trus siangnya, diajakin cella, buat nganterin temannya (ato gebetannya? =p) ke airport. tenyata bukan cuman aku n cella yg nganterin. tnyata, rani n iris juga ikut. jadinya kita srumah (kcuali tina) nganterin rame2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;setelah nganterin temennya cella ke airport, kita pergi ke alamanda. di alamanda kita ketemu tina yg lg kerja, kita ajakin makan bareng deh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;waktu itu aku menyadari suatu hal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;tnyata jalan sm hosmet tnyata ga kalah nyenengin sm jalan2 sm temen2 cowok. apalagi sm hosmet yg udah 6 bulan tgl bareng. meskipun ga terlalu juga sih, tp kita jd tau baek buruknya sifat2 kitaa. kita udh ngalamin sedih seneng sama2. mengalami pertengkaran dr yg kecil sampai yg gedhe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;temen yg baek kan selalu ad dkala susah dan senang, dan mereka ada dikala aku lg sedih n senang.. waktu aku lg ketawa2 sp nangis2 karena lg byk masalah, waktu lg sibuk2nya ngerjain assignment, waktu aku agak melupakan mereka, tp mereka selalu setia ad dsampingku.&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;tnyata selama ini aku kurang membuka mata, tnyata aku punya temen2 yg paling baek sduniaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now i realize one thing, i love them soooo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;moga2 psahabat kita ga bakalan brubah yaaa??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-115704634835491908?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/115704634835491908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=115704634835491908' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115704634835491908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115704634835491908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-lovely-day.html' title='what a lovely day!'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-115686095050482404</id><published>2006-08-29T20:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:15:50.523+07:00</updated><title type='text'>about crying..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;aku nangis lg, hehe* atas masalah yg sm skali ga penting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;gara2 dimarahin mama.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ternyata ira itu anak mama bgt yah? =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;tp ngomong2 masalah nangis, tnyata nangis itu melegakan sekali yah? sbenernya, aku sih cukup sering nangis. dan yg bikin nangis selalu orang2 yg sama. ortu n pacar. setiap kali aku dmarahin ortu dan bertengkar sm pacar, selalu aja aku nangis. kalo ad masalah sm teman sih, malah aku ga pnah nangis.. aneh deh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;banyak juga temenku yg blg kalo aku itu org yg jarang nangis, tp sbnernya mereka ga tau aja kalo aku sering nangis, tp selalu aku tutup2in spy org ga tau aku nangis. org bilang sih, aku org yg ceria dan selalu happy kyk ga pnah ad masalah. actually, im a sensitive person. ad masalah dikit aj aku nangis.. cman pacarku n ortuku aja yg tau kalo aku srg nangis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;sering bgt deh aku dmarahin sm pacarku, katanya, aku ga boleh sering nangis soalnya nangis ga menyeleseikan masalah. aku sbenernya agak ga stuju sih dg pendapat pacarku ini.. nangis itu gpp, tp jangan terlalu berlarut2 nangis dan merenungi kesedihan terus. life must go on. iya kaan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;malah sbenernya buatku nangis itu bs menyelesaikan masalah.. hehe.. karena biasanya, kalo aku lg sedih ato marah, aku nangis sp sedih2 nya ilang semua dan aku jd bs bpikir lbh jernih. kalo aku lg btengkar jg suka gitu, aku suka nangis gituu.. trus stelah itu br bs ngobrol dg kepala dingin, kan masalahnya jd cepet bs selesei..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;iya ga sih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-115686095050482404?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/115686095050482404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=115686095050482404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115686095050482404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115686095050482404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2006/08/about-crying.html' title='about crying..'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-115669039199728207</id><published>2006-08-27T21:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:54:36.896+07:00</updated><title type='text'>capek capek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;capek capek capek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis jalan ke mid valley. ga beli apa2. hebat ira! udh sbulan ga belanjaa.. pdhal td udh jalan ke zara, mango, voir, elle, dll, tp ga ad yg cocok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang aku mau bhemat siih.. mengingat pengeluaran sem lalu yang sangat amat banyak. fiuh! udah cukup uangnya buat beli pulsa buat telpon yg dsana aja.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sbenernya sih, ada aja yg mau dbeli, tp setelah dipikir2, mendingan uangnya buat beli baju di indo, buat beli tiket psawat buat pulang. lah? ternyata sama aja yaa? menghemat sesuatu buat beli sesuatu yg harganya lbh mahal. haha.. ira tnyata blom btobat yaah? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp itu sih ga tau jd apa nggak yaa? yg penting kan, aku udh brusaha untuk menjadi lbh baek dengan cara menghemat. dengan cara menahan napsu belanja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya smoga aku tetap sperti itu yaa? =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-115669039199728207?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/115669039199728207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=115669039199728207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115669039199728207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115669039199728207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2006/08/capek-capek.html' title='capek capek!'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-115651291606395206</id><published>2006-08-25T20:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:35:16.073+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sekali lagi aku diambang ketidakpastian&lt;br /&gt;Menanti datangnya hari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akankah semua ini cepat berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Menuju ke awal baru&lt;br /&gt;Yang lebih baik bagi aku, kamu dan mereka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua ini memang tidak mudah bagi kita&lt;br /&gt;Tak mudah bagi mereka pun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi semoga kita bisa bertahan dengan segala ketidakmampuan kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu berusaha&lt;br /&gt;Aku berusaha&lt;br /&gt;Mereka juga berusaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hingga akhirnya, semua ini akan berakhir&lt;br /&gt;Mereka akan terlena dengan tangis kita&lt;br /&gt;Dan kita akan tertawa dengan cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Will we be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-115651291606395206?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/115651291606395206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=115651291606395206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115651291606395206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115651291606395206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2006/08/sekali-lagi-aku-diambang.html' title=''/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-115641256787396220</id><published>2006-08-24T16:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T16:42:47.883+07:00</updated><title type='text'>love him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;aku tau kamu berusaha keras untuk mimpi kita&lt;br /&gt;merintis dr bawah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tau itu tidak mudah&lt;br /&gt;sangat sulit bahkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku tak ingin melihatmu menderita karenaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku yang selama ini terus mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;mengharapkan segala yang terbaik untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sangat sakit melihatmu menderita&lt;br /&gt;sedangkan aku disini&lt;br /&gt;terperangkap dalam jarak,&lt;br /&gt;hanya bisa mendengar ceritamu&lt;br /&gt;tanpa bisa mendampingimu di kala kamu sakit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang aku minta hanya&lt;br /&gt;kamu&lt;br /&gt;yang bisa mendampingiku sampai akhir hayatku&lt;br /&gt;bukan&lt;br /&gt;kamu&lt;br /&gt;yang memberikan kepuasan berlimpah&lt;br /&gt;tp harus jatuh sakit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak mau itu terjadi, sayang&lt;br /&gt;karena aku sangat sayang kamu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-115641256787396220?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/115641256787396220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=115641256787396220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115641256787396220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115641256787396220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-him.html' title='love him.'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-115463038827891415</id><published>2006-08-04T00:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T01:39:48.316+07:00</updated><title type='text'>berubah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hari ini aku mo ngomongin masalah kedewasaan lg. hehe.. iya sih, akhir2 ini hari2ku terfokus gimana caranya aku bs lebih dewasa dan jadi seseorang yang lebih baik dari sebelumnya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hari ini aku masih libur. males banget, deh. seminggu ga ad kerjaan. baru masuk minggu depan. jadi hari ini aku menghabiskan waktu dengan membaca email2 ku yang lama buat cowokku. mulai dari pertama kali, setelah aku nyampe disni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hihihi.. email2nya ga banget deh. bahasanya! kayak aku baru pacaran sebulan dua bulan aja. padahal waktu itu, aku sama co ku udh pcaran setaon lebih lho. kalo diinget2 lucu juga ya. emailnya penuh dengan istilah2 bahasa inggris yg cupu, mentang2 baru pertama kali datang ke negara yang mayoritas orang2nya ngomong pakek bahsa inggris.. jadi malu** hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;untung sekarang aku udah lumayan berubah, udah ga kayak dulu lagi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ngomong2 soal berubah ke arah yang lebih baek, taon baru lalu, aku juga punya rencana buat berubah jadi seseorang yang lebih baik, eh ternyata janjiku tu gombal banget. ga sampai seminggu setelah aku nulis resolusi2ku, aku udh kembali seperti semula. kelihatan banget ya kalo aku ga ad usaha buat berubah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tapi setelah liburan kemaren, aku menyadari kalo aku musti berubah. banyak sikapku yang menunjukkan kalo aku masih kayak anak kecil. banyak kejadian2 kecil2 yang membuat aku jadi ada usaha buat berubah. sejauh ini sih, aku sudah berusaha sedikit buat merubah kebiasaan2ku yang jelek. memang sih, it takes times buat merubah diri sendiri dan aku tau itu ga gampang. itu butuh waktu dan pengalaman. pengalaman membentuk kita kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aku punya seorang teman yang dewasaa banget. setiap kita lagi ada masalah, kita selalu lari ke dia buat cari jalan keluar dari masalah kita itu. yang buat kita suka banget sama dia, itu karena dia selalu mendengarkan dengan baik kalo ada orang lain yg curhat dan sarannya tepat banget.. pengalaman membentuk dia jadi dewasa. ternyata, dia udah 2 kali pacaran dan dua2nya ga berhasil, soalnya kedua ortu dari pacarnya itu, ga setuju kalo mereka pacaran. jadi mau ga mau, mereka putus. mungkin itu yang bikin dia jadi dewasa. pengalaman yang bikin dia jadi kuat. memutuskan buat mengakhiri pacaran karena ortu ga setuju itu berat lho. salut deh kalo dia bisa melewati itu. mungkin karena dia lebih banyak pengalaman dari kita, yang membuat dia lebih tau dari kita gimana cara menghadapi masalah ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aku juga salut banget sm co ku. malahan dia yang memberikan semangat buat aku. biar aku kuat menghadapi masalah2 yang datang selama ini. makanya aku juga sering minta pendapat dia waktu aku dihadapkan dengan keputusan2 yang musti dibuat cepat, aku yakin banget kalo pendapatnya bisa dijadikan buat masukan yang sangat berarti buat aku. kenapa aku bisa percaya banget sama dia? mungkin karena dia lebih banyak pengalaman daripada aku. dia lebih sering ketemu masalah yang berat, yang membuat dia jadi lebih kuat. dia sering ketemu dengan orang2 yang bikin dia jatuh karena dia juga kerja di dunia bisnis yang penuh intrik. memang pertama kalinya dia jatuh, dia susah untuk bangkit lagi. tapi lama kelamaan, setiap kali dia jatuh, dia bisa tetep semangat lagi dan berusaha lebih baik lagi biar berhasil. ortuku sebenernya ga setuju kalo aku pacaran dengannya. waktu mamaku bilang kalo mamaku ga setuju dengan hubungan kami, hati kami sakit banget waktu itu. sempet, aku sering nangis di malam hari karena menyesali nasib kami itu. tapi co ku tetep tersenyum menghadapi masalah itu dan ngajak aku buat bangkit juga. dia ngajak aku buat lebih semangat lagi dalam mempertahankan cinta kita. aku saluut banget sm co ku itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tapi banyak juga orang yang udh banyak pengalaman tapi dia tetep gitu2 aja ga brubah. itu mungkin karena dia ga belajar dr pengalaman yang lalu. sbenernya aku juga sering kalo gitu, baru pengalaman ketiga nyadar kalo itu salah dan baru belajar dari pengalaman yg lalu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kayak temenku nih, udah berapa kali pacaran tetep aja sering membuat kesalahan2 yang bikin dia putus sm pacarnya.. tapi akhirnya sekarang dia udh mulai sadar kok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;jadi intinya, sebenernya pengalaman membuat kita dewasa.. tapi kalo kita sadar dan mau belajar dr kesalahan2 yg lalu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;duh, smoga harapanku spy aku bs jadi ira baru yg lebih baik bs tercapai yaaa? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-115463038827891415?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/115463038827891415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=115463038827891415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115463038827891415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115463038827891415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2006/08/berubah.html' title='berubah..'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-115423757000859506</id><published>2006-07-30T11:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T13:51:10.723+07:00</updated><title type='text'>aduh malasnyaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;iyaa, males banget musti balik ke kehidupan kamus dg segala keruwetannya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;musti mikirin assignment, mikirin rumah, cucian, setrikaan.. huah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;knapa liburnya ga lbh lama lg, siihh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;padahal hari ini baru hari pertama aku balik ke malay lho.. tapi udh mengalami apa yang dnamakan &lt;em&gt;homesick. &lt;/em&gt;pengen pulang lg. ditambah lagi dengan kenyataan kalo ternyata kuliahnya baru dimulai tgl 7 august. kenapa aku selalu dateng kecepetan seminggu? bikin nyesel aja. rasanya seminggu ini aku pengen pulang ke Malang lagi. menikmati hidup dsana, ditemani someone yang bikin aku nyesel knapa musti kuliah jauh2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tp namanya juga hidup, kita musti bertanggung jawab atas apa yang telah kita putuskan. kalo ga gitu, kapan aku bisa lebih dewasa? padahal aku janji dalam 4 bulan ke depan, aku pengen jadi seseorang yang lebih baik lagi. life goes on, kta musti bertahan dan musti maju ke depan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;thanks buat seseorang yang selalu ngasih aku smangat buat menjalani hidup yg tbh lama tbh rumit ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;bingung banget nih, apa yang harus dilakukan buat mengisi kekosongan seminggu ini. pengennya sih, shopping. haha.. tapi setelah aku ratapi (lho?) semester yg lalu, emang beneran aku terlalu berfoya2 yaaa? ngabis2in duit buat jalan n shopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;padahal menurut buku prima rusdi-perjalanan mata dan hati yang pernah aku baca, kita ga perlu baju yang lebih baru dan ngetrend buat tampil 'gaya'. ada hal2 yang lebih penting dr itu, kayak pengetahuan dan attitude yg baik, yang bs bikin kita keliatan beda dengan 'gaya' kita sendiri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;liburan semester ini, aku dapet pelajaran berharga banget. ternyata cari uang itu ga gampang. susah banget malah. jadi merasa menyesal membuang2 uang ortu buat sesuatu yang ga begitu penting. makanya sem ini aku pengen lebih berhemat lg, bahkan mungkin bs menghasilkan uang sendiri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;thanks buat seseorang yang udah menyadarkan aku, aku kangen kamu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-115423757000859506?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/115423757000859506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=115423757000859506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115423757000859506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115423757000859506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2006/07/aduh-malasnyaaaa.html' title='aduh malasnyaaaa'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xA9EY-oqaEg/Sr8JDjvzCfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qKft0nCYJ1Q/S220/10130_147738649752_627404752_2580970_4145473_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31870152.post-115422708127744193</id><published>2006-07-30T09:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T13:26:50.386+07:00</updated><title type='text'>waaah blog baru nie! =p</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ini blog baruku..&lt;br /&gt;yah.. hari gn br bikin blog, telat bgt ya kliatannya?&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;setelah mencermati blognya temen2ku, kok kayaknya asyik juga ya nulis blog&lt;br /&gt;ga tau deh, ntar blog ini bs btahan lama apa ga&lt;br /&gt;moga2 sih gituuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, c ya here.. hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31870152-115422708127744193?l=aboutira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/feeds/115422708127744193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31870152&amp;postID=115422708127744193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115422708127744193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31870152/posts/default/115422708127744193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutira.blogspot.com/2006/07/waaah-blog-baru-nie-p.html' title='waaah blog baru nie! =p'/><author><name>indie_ra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359175058883448275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' 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