<?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-37734180</id><updated>2012-01-02T09:25:34.536+07:00</updated><category term='everyday life'/><category term='http://tarranadhira.blogspot.com/'/><category term='life lessons'/><category term='love life'/><category term='college life'/><category term='emo poets'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>promise I'll be kind</title><subtitle type='html'>but if you can't handle me, better close this tab right away.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-8916419727979152360</id><published>2011-11-18T18:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T18:49:13.057+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel like quitting, but I don't know if it's the right thing to do for now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-8916419727979152360?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/8916419727979152360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=8916419727979152360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8916419727979152360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8916419727979152360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-feel-like-quitting-but-i-dont-know-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-8763119992250481285</id><published>2011-10-16T18:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T18:52:09.845+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today, someone has made me speechless again for the gazillion times. But this time, the case is somehow different. And a little bit, ironic :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Open the link below, to find out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://yohanesmarwoen.blogspot.com/2011/10/curuts-blue-story.html" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Yohanes Marwan's Blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've never really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;enjoy the beginning of a new relationship. Well, okay people say it's the "honeymoon phase". Where all you do with your new bf/gf is a lovey dovey thing. &lt;b&gt;It is.&lt;/b&gt; But for me it's a tough phase too because in the beginning of a new relationship, I have to learn to accept that new person into my life. I have to get to know him; his background, his friends, and if I'm lucky, his family and past. And I'm the type of person who are very hard to adapt to a new environment :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-8763119992250481285?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/8763119992250481285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=8763119992250481285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8763119992250481285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8763119992250481285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/10/beginning.html' title='Beginning'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-6175675371760175970</id><published>2011-10-02T20:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:11:34.400+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><title type='text'>Kutukan Maba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is a story based on what I've been observing for the past few months. A little random, but &lt;i&gt;hey&lt;/i&gt;, it won't be &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; blog if it's not containing many random topics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jadi, as you all know, gue baru aja memasuki dunia perkuliahan, since August 1st. Oh and by the way, I'm taking English Letters Department (Sastra Inggris). It's fun, it's tiring, it's addictive. Kenapa gue bilang adiktif, yaa karena gue baru 2 bulan kuliah aja waktu gue udah bener-bener kesita di kampus. Senin-Jum'at full pagi-sore, cuma hari Kamis aja gue masuk siang. Lainnya, jam 7. Belum ditambah acara-acara tambahan dari ospek fakultas sastra (Jaksa), nanti ada acara jurusan sastra inggris juga, terus pendidikan dasar dari UKM yang gw pilih (Natas) terus kalo gue udah bener masuk Natas, dan ntah ada apa lagi ke depannya. But somehow, all of that is surprisingly addictive. Kalo weekend, gue malah jadi cengo di rumah bingung mau ngapain selain mengejar jam tidur sama yah, kerjain tugas. Tapi kerasanya lamaaaa banget mau Senin lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oke, that was an introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yang gue maksud dari title post gue ini &lt;b&gt;Kutukan Maba&lt;/b&gt;, adalah suatu term yang gue invent sendiri setelah ngeliat dan observasi secara detail lingkungan sekitar gue dari awal gue masuk sampe detik gue nulis ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apa sih Kutukan Maba?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gue secara pribadi ga ngerasa sih ini bener-bener kutukan, tapi untuk bikin namanya lebih keren aja hahaha. Dan mungkin lo bisa bilang ini kebetulan, tapiiiii kok ke banyak orang? Nah jadi, kutukan maba ini adalah: &lt;i&gt;yang single jadi taken, yang taken jadi single.&lt;/i&gt; LOL. That simple, actually. Kenapa gue bisa bilang gitu, yaa karena udah banyaaaaaaak banget temen-temen gue yang dulunya in a relationship, sekarang jadi single. Gue itung-itung udah ada lebih dari 6 yang kayak gitu.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Setau gue, belum ada deh temen-temen gue yang dari single jadi taken, kecuali gue sendiri :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O5sTgT18ab8/TohilTRBO7I/AAAAAAAAA20/xGmFuHkvsFs/s1600/IMG_2930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O5sTgT18ab8/TohilTRBO7I/AAAAAAAAA20/xGmFuHkvsFs/s320/IMG_2930.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-6175675371760175970?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/6175675371760175970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=6175675371760175970&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/6175675371760175970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/6175675371760175970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/10/kutukan-maba.html' title='Kutukan Maba'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O5sTgT18ab8/TohilTRBO7I/AAAAAAAAA20/xGmFuHkvsFs/s72-c/IMG_2930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-8884605230325626804</id><published>2011-10-02T15:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:18:52.495+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Ottanjoubi Omedetto, Meyiin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A04SBTx7pw8/TogbtCHEXII/AAAAAAAAA2k/SgI-kL5a0TE/s1600/IMG_2870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A04SBTx7pw8/TogbtCHEXII/AAAAAAAAA2k/SgI-kL5a0TE/s320/IMG_2870.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CYuhryllU8/Togb6IuTv1I/AAAAAAAAA2o/pf6vS06Py-o/s1600/IMG_2930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CYuhryllU8/Togb6IuTv1I/AAAAAAAAA2o/pf6vS06Py-o/s320/IMG_2930.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I_0ryAvii1s/TogcnBiXD1I/AAAAAAAAA2w/ddHlMASPRTE/s1600/IMG_2859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I_0ryAvii1s/TogcnBiXD1I/AAAAAAAAA2w/ddHlMASPRTE/s320/IMG_2859.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Setiap tahunnya, umur orang bertambah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Setiap tahunnya, orang-orang pun akan semakin menuntutmu lebih.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Setiap tahunnya, sekitar mu akan semakin berubah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Setiap tahunnya, hanya ada 1 yang tidak berubah. Rasa sayang Tuhan, untukmu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Syukurilah setiap detik, menit, jam, hari, minggu, tahun dalam hidupmu seolah itu adalah saat-saat terakhirmu di dunia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alhamdulillah... Wa syukurillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-- &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r01KZBIolhw/Togb8xcua3I/AAAAAAAAA2s/1jAACBcmLQw/s1600/IMG_2910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r01KZBIolhw/Togb8xcua3I/AAAAAAAAA2s/1jAACBcmLQw/s320/IMG_2910.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kado paling tak terduga&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;M&amp;amp;M: 20110928&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-8884605230325626804?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/8884605230325626804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=8884605230325626804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8884605230325626804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8884605230325626804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/10/ottanjoubi-omedetto-meyiin.html' title='Ottanjoubi Omedetto, Meyiin!'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A04SBTx7pw8/TogbtCHEXII/AAAAAAAAA2k/SgI-kL5a0TE/s72-c/IMG_2870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-6197331497227267090</id><published>2011-03-11T14:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T14:36:36.891+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><title type='text'>Friendship over lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bukan mau pamer, ato apapun ya. Saya sekedar bercerita aja, karena toh ini termasuk salah satu momen di hidup saya di mana saya ingin mengingatnya kembali di masa nanti. Makanya saya tulis di sini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gue punya temen deket cowok, deket banget. Dia selaluu ada kalo saya butuhin, kita pun juga sering pergi bareng bersama 1 sahabat kami (cewek) yang lainnya. Malah kita dulu sering banget pergi bertiga setiap beberapa malam sekali &lt;i&gt;hanya&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;untuk makan ato sekedar ngemil roti/pisang bakar (SAYA CINTA PISANG! :D). Padahal yaa, tempat kita tinggal ujung ke ujung semua! Sahabat saya yang cowok ini tinggal nya di Grogol, yang cewek tinggal di Paun, sedangkan gue tinggal di Cinere. Karena dia cowok yang gentleman, dia sering banget ngejemputin temen gue yang di Paun dulu baru jemput saya (yang notabene rumahnya bukan di Jakarta lagi) dan kembali ke daerah tengah Jakarta untuk nyari makan. Kebayang kan PR nya dia? Tapi dia ga pernah ngeluh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Awal gue kenal dia pun ngga disengaja. Gue yang waktu itu lagi tinggal di Kemang, tiba-tiba dapet telfon dari sahabat gue yang cewek yang lagi gundah gulana dengan pacar barunya yang errr no komen deh (sekarang mantan). Padahal gue udah siap-siap tidur. Tapi sebagai sahabat yang mencoba bersikap baik, gue pun nge-hayok-in tawaran dia main ke rumah, padahal rumah udah gelap semua pada tidur. Dia pun bilang:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;T: Mel, gue sama temen gue ya cowok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: Hah? Cowok? Hadeeh, gue malu atuh ga kenal! Gue ga pake beha oi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;T: Yaelah santai, nanti gue kenalin... Pake jaket aja, gue jg ga pake beha cm pake jaket biar ketutupan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: *bengong*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di situ kami pertama kali ketemu, first impression saya &lt;i&gt;"Woh, lucu juga"&lt;/i&gt; eh tapi, kita sama-sama berstatus taken waktu itu. Kita ngga ngobrol banyak, karena gue malu trus dia juga ngangkat telfon melulu dan gue lebih fokus ngedengerin cerita sahabat cewe gue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Setelah malam itu, gue lupa deh gimana caranya tapi akhirnya kita jadi kontak-kontakan. Sampe akhirnya kita pun janjian pergi bareng (tenang, gue minta izin ke pacar gue waktu itu kok. ga kucing-kucingan), terus yaudah kita bertiga jadi sering ngabisin waktu bareng-bareng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi tiba-tiba saya ngerasa janggal sama sahabat yang cowok ini, perlakuan dia ke gue agak 'lebih' gitu. Gue pun nanya ke sahabat yang cewe, apa emang sikap dia begini, tapi reaksinya membuat shock! Karena ternyata dia tidak bersikap begitu biasanya, dan sahabat saya pun jadi bingung juga. Waduh! Gue waktu itu mikir mulai ga beres nih. Sampe akhirnya waktu gue jalan bertiga sahabat cowo gue dan adek gue di Citos, dia tiba-tiba memegang bagian leher gue. Niatnya sih baik, benerin tag cardigan gue, cuma sialnya itu spot lemah gue! Merinding lah gue langsung, dan gue ngerasa agak tersinggung. Gue pun ngomong &lt;i&gt;"Heh! Awas lo pegang-pegang lagi, gue geli tauk!"&lt;/i&gt; dengan nada jutek dan tersinggung. Gue pun langsung laporan ke sahabat yang cewe (pengadu banget ya? haha), dia yang dasarnya gampang kebawa emosi langsung emosi beneran dan mencak-mencak. Di situ gue memutuskan untuk mulai ngejauh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bulan Juli tahun lalu, gue ke Jogja selama 2 minggu. Dan ternyata di situ masalah yang semula mau gue selesein berdua aja setelah gue dari Jogja malah jadi kebahas saat itu juga. Akhirnya terjadilah conference di YM antara gue-sahabat cewe-sahabat cowo-sahabat cewe (dari mereka). Di situ terkuak lah sudah sifat sahabat cowo gue itu. Dia tiba-tiba ngirim sms yang aneh &lt;b&gt;banget &lt;/b&gt;ke gue dan sahabat gue, bilang dia sengaja memperlakukan gue kayak begini begitu karena dia pernah trauma sama cewek jadi dia yakin gue pun bakal sama kayak cewek-cewe tersebut. Makanya dia memperlakukan begitu karena dia mau bales dendam. Gue langsung mikir "what the...", cuma karena gue mikir gue ga bisa bantu apa-apa yaudahlah gue cuekin aja. Biarin dia tenang sendiri, karena jujur aja gue pun tersinggung disamain gitu. Gue paling benci disama-samain sama orang lain! #factsaboutmelin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beberapa minggu setelah itu dia pun memakai blackberry, dia ngeadd pin gue. Sempat awkward pertama-tama nya tapi lama-lama biasa lagi. Mungkin karena emang dasarnya kita cocok jadi temen, jadi ga bisa tiba-tiba jadi kayak musuh setelah kejadian itu sekalipun. Mulai dari situ kita jadi lebih sering lagi ketemuan, bertiga tentunya gue kapok kalo cuma berdua dan sebisa mungkin menghindari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kedeketan kita itu, sempet bikin mantannya (yang waktu awal ketemu masih berstatus pacar) penasaran sama gue. Dia pun sampe bela-belain bikin account lain untuk ngestalk gue! BAYANGKAN. Astaga, hidup gue tahun 2010 penuh dengan stalking-an dari cewek-cewek aneh yang masih berhubungan dengan laki-laki yang deket sama gue, ck! Di situ gue langsung negasin ke sahabat gue "Itu mantan lo ngerequest twitter gue mau ngestalk kayaknya, bisa jelasin kenapa? Kalian masih berhubungan deket kah? Gue gamau ribut-ribut, jadi either lo jelasin ke mantan lo ato kita jangan sering-sering berhubungan dulu biar gada salah paham". Sahabat cewe gue pun menyarankan hal yang sama. Tapi ntahlah, gue langsung gamau ambil pusing. Prinsip gue waktu itu "Gue sama dia cuma temenan, ga lebih. Terserah deh lo mau mikir apa", karena sahabat gue itu juga suka cerita soal sifat mantannya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okey. Habis sering-seringnya ketemu, suatu hari gue ngerasain yang janggal lagi dari sahabat gue yang cowok ini. Perhatian dia yang 'lebih' lagi. Dia bela-belain ke rumah gue pas gue sakit, cuma untuk ngasih Bread Talk kesukaan gue dan ngga ngasih langsung tapi nitip ke satpam gue. Gw sempet gamau mikir aneh-aneh tapi omongan sahabat cewe gue bikin gue jadi mikir, dia ngga ngelakuin itu buat sahabat cewe gue tapi malah ke gue. Padahal mereka udah sahabatan dari awal masuk kuliah. Pernah juga waktu itu, dia nekat-nekatin ke rumah gue gara-gara sahabat cewe gue butuh sesuatu dari gue padahal waktu itu katanya dia baru aja masuk rumah sakit eh tapi kabur gara-gara udah janji mo dateng ke pesta ultah temennya dan habis dari situ ga istirahat langsung jemput sahabat cewe gue dan langsung ke rumah gue. Padahal itu selama di jalan, sahabat cewe gue nge-BBM gue panik banget bolak balik gara-gara orang disampingnya sering banget hampir mau nabrak orang, kalo ga tiba-tiba supirannya oleng. Ngeri abis! Hasilnya? Gue ngurus dua orang sekaligus! Sahabat cewe gue yang lagi kelaperan dan panik karena ujian, dan sahabat cowok gue yang tiba-tiba demam parah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dasarnya gue orang yang ga tegaan, dan udah dari kecil pengen jadi dokter (apa hubungannya?) jadi pas tau sahabat cowok gue demam tinggi gue pun langsung bergegas ngekompres dia. Karena tau dia ga bakal mau makan, gue paksa dia untuk sama-sama makan nasi goreng yang udah disiapin pembantu gue karena sahabat gue yang cewe dari di jalan udah ngeluh kelaperan. Eh tapi gue lupa! Sahabat cowo gue ini ga tahan pedes, huaaa maafkan! Akhirnya gue bilang &lt;i&gt;"Ga, udah lo ga usah makan. Mending sekarang kita keluar, kita cari makan yang lo mau"&lt;/i&gt;. Sempet dia mau maksa nyupir, tapi gila aja gue belom kawin, eh nikah boi! Masih pengen hidup gue, akhirnya gue paksa gue yang bawa mobil dia. Kita muter-muter, eh ujung-ujungnya ke 711 Lamandau juga -__- padahal gue paling anti ke situ karena males ketemu mantan gue yang sering nongkrong di situ. Dari situ kita langsung balik ke rumah gue lagi, kita pun mikir kayaknya ga mungkin balikin sahabat gue yang cewe sekarang, mending kalo berdua sahabat gue bisa sambil ngawasin kalo-kalo nyupirnya ngaco lagi. Lah kalo udah sendirian dia ke Grogol pegimane?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malam itu pun mereka berdua tiba-tiba nginep, sahabat gue cowo tidur di sofa depan TV dan sahabat gue yang cewe tidur bareng gue. Sebelum tidur pun gue sempet ngeganti kompres dia (dan sahabat gue yang cewe dengan enaknya udah ngadem di kamar gue), dia pun ngucapin "Makasih banget ya Mel, maaf ngerepotin". Gue cuma bisa diem aja ngangguk. Tapi karena peristiwa ini lah, kita bertiga jadi pecah lagi. Sahabat cewe gue ternyata paginya itu ada UAS (ato UTS?), dan karena tidur kurang dia pun ngerjainnya sambil terkantuk-kantuk. Meledaklah dia, gamau berhubungan dulu sama yang cowok. Hhh, gue cuma bisa mikir yang baiknya aja dan emang kayaknya ga berhubungan dulu lebih baik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sampe suatu hari akhirnya semua terbongkar. Ternyata si cowok menyimpan rasa ke gue, haaaahh serba salah gue. Gue ngerasa ini aneh, kok bisaaa? Gue kan ngga ngapa-ngapain yang special gitu, sikap gue biasa aja kayak ke orang lain pun gue begini. Tapi, kok bisa? Pas gue memutuskan untuk nyelesein semuanya bareng sahabat cewe tiba-tiba yang cowo menghindar dengan beribu alasan, gue pun jadi males lah, gue mikir udahlah terserah mau nya apaan gue males mikir beginian. Klo emang gamau diselesaiin baik-baik, maaf, tp gue bakal pake cara kasar. Gue pun memutuskan ngilang dari hidup dia. Waktu itu akhirnya sahabat cowok gue tiba-tiba memutuskan ke rumah gue, SENDIRI, bawa surabi pula (apaaa coba hubungannya?). Gue langsung mencak-mencak! Gue udah keburu males, itu udah malem banget, dia cuma sendiri padahal gue mau nya bareng sahabat cewe gue karena gue takut ga tegaan klo cuma berdua, dan waktu itu si Ucup juga kebetulan lagi nginep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadilah semua dibahas sama sahabat cewe gue, yang sempet diteriakin sama sahabat cowo gue, tapi trus dia ga nerima dan neriakin balik. Haha sebetulnya gue mau ketawa, tapi ga enak, ini kan gara-gara gue. Jadinya gue bolak balik minta maaf ke sahabat gue yang cewe karena musti terlibat, tapi habis itu bener-bener kita gamau berhubungan apalagi ketemu sama yang cowo. Tiba-tiba BBM gue pun bunyi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ycbOnB-Tlhg/TXnGkbzb_1I/AAAAAAAAA1M/umx6K_CfFTY/s1600/Capture23_13_12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ycbOnB-Tlhg/TXnGkbzb_1I/AAAAAAAAA1M/umx6K_CfFTY/s320/Capture23_13_12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lON4PtIYx6E/TXnGlfLG8pI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/-krOXM1-xjw/s1600/Capture23_13_27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lON4PtIYx6E/TXnGlfLG8pI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/-krOXM1-xjw/s320/Capture23_13_27.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KoV5gdMjvUk/TXnGmkfHX-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/zsMb9wVGZ1k/s1600/Capture23_13_46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KoV5gdMjvUk/TXnGmkfHX-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/zsMb9wVGZ1k/s320/Capture23_13_46.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-euNP6P0D1rI/TXnGnSKH8BI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/qlQ-BLvcj-M/s1600/Capture23_14_5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-euNP6P0D1rI/TXnGnSKH8BI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/qlQ-BLvcj-M/s320/Capture23_14_5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vxrjwA3oDcE/TXnGoUMsUtI/AAAAAAAAA1c/T48aVv3OiPE/s1600/Capture23_14_15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vxrjwA3oDcE/TXnGoUMsUtI/AAAAAAAAA1c/T48aVv3OiPE/s320/Capture23_14_15.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mCJmW9kAGlw/TXnGpSR2krI/AAAAAAAAA1g/AWWpIaprj6M/s1600/Capture23_14_34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mCJmW9kAGlw/TXnGpSR2krI/AAAAAAAAA1g/AWWpIaprj6M/s320/Capture23_14_34.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-asH7DHjzyDo/TXnGqa4YvwI/AAAAAAAAA1k/FX95ZF2izqs/s1600/Capture23_16_15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-asH7DHjzyDo/TXnGqa4YvwI/AAAAAAAAA1k/FX95ZF2izqs/s320/Capture23_16_15.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7NamW_KC5ng/TXnGrGv5ujI/AAAAAAAAA1o/EK78ojzoufo/s1600/Capture23_16_34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7NamW_KC5ng/TXnGrGv5ujI/AAAAAAAAA1o/EK78ojzoufo/s320/Capture23_16_34.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bacanya gue langsung down banget. SIAAAAAAAAAAAL! Kenapa musti ada perasaan gitu sih? Gue kapok banget soalnya, temenan deket eh tiba-tiba ada perasaan, kan sayang gitu pertemanan yang udah capek-capek dibikin hancur cuma karena rasa lebih?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gue langsung nginget-nginget semua yang pernah kita lewatin bareng-bareng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pas gue mulai curiga pacar gue selingkuhin gue, dia yang nenangin gue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pas gue bener-bener ngegep pacar gue selingkuhin gue, dia bela-belain ngajak gue ngobrol di BBM barengan sahabat cewe gue, biar gua ga kepikiran. Sempet dia mau nyamperin di tengah-tengah, karena dia lagi gada kendaraan dan itu udah malem banget cuma gue nya takut nyupir sendiri dalam keadaan kalut gitu ntar kenapa-kenapa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pas gue tiba-tiba gada les, dan males pulang dia gue suruh nyamperin eh bisa padahal waktu itu gue sih pengennya ketemu pacar tapi dia lebih milih kasur&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pas gue lagi mau makan nasgil depan kampus mereka sama sahabat cewe gue, eh tiba-tiba ketemu dia dan nasgil nya abis. Gue sampe berpendapat mungkin kalo kita bertiga kumpul bareng, ga bakal bisa deh makan nasgil. Karna kalo kita cuma berdua gitu (salah satu diantara kita ga ikut), pasti nasgil nya ada, semalem apapun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pas gue dan sahabat cewe gue mulai kasmaran lagi sama cowok baru, kita ketawa ngikik malu-malu semua, dia setia ngedengerin kebawelan kita&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pas gue dan sahabat cewe gue bingung harus gimana sama percintaan, dia juga selalu ngasih saran&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pas smalem gue depresi pengen banget ikutan kuis di twitter yang hadiahnya tiket nonton 2PM gratis tanggal 19 ini, tapi gue ga bisa-bisa mau masuk dan ternyata DIA LAH YANG BERHASIL DAPETIN TIKET BUAT GUE! :D *kyaaaa*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan yang paling ngena. Di saat gue gamau sendirian pas gue ultah, di saat gue berharap bisa ngabisin waktu sama pacar... Dia lah yang bersedia nawarin nemenin gue seharian. Tapi bodohnya gue, gue lebih milih ngabisin malem pertama 19 tahun dengan pacar yang waktu itu lebih milih main komputer, sedangkan sahabat gue itu udah di Cinere dari sore udah beli kue segala macem mau kasih surprise dan dia lagi berusaha dapetin alamat gue dari gue cuma gue ga kasih karena gue lebih milih ngabisin sama pacar (waktu itu cara dia nanya pun udah mencurigakan sih, tp gw gamau GR dulu), padahal pacar gue siangnya lebih milih magang padahal di sana dia juga ga ngapa-ngapain. Ultah gue taun lalu gue bener-bener ngerasa bersalah banget&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan masih banyak lagi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aBnLJWUATbw/TXnNAF_yAVI/AAAAAAAAA10/yrI1KyK0ONA/s1600/IMG_0902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aBnLJWUATbw/TXnNAF_yAVI/AAAAAAAAA10/yrI1KyK0ONA/s320/IMG_0902.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kue yang harusnya gue tiup di menit pertama tanggal 28 September, malah gue tiup di jam terakhir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Udah banyak yang terjadi dalam jangka waktu yang singkat, dan itu semua hilang cuma karena "rasa". Sebel gedek-gedek gue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MAphHuealjc/TXnKqbYSaNI/AAAAAAAAA1w/JhTPCkkbsSE/s1600/Capture20_23_13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MAphHuealjc/TXnKqbYSaNI/AAAAAAAAA1w/JhTPCkkbsSE/s320/Capture20_23_13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4qMZZgEfWyk/TXnJzqrbixI/AAAAAAAAA1s/YUcXmt_tQrw/s1600/IMG00064-20101111-2208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4qMZZgEfWyk/TXnJzqrbixI/AAAAAAAAA1s/YUcXmt_tQrw/s320/IMG00064-20101111-2208.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love you both, Tasya Nandya Saraswati &amp;amp; Ikhsanul Kamil :') Makasih untuk semuanya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pesen untuk Ikhsan, semoga lo bisa dapetin cewe yang lebih baik dari gue yaa. Jangan habisin waktu lo untuk nunggu yang ga pasti, San :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-6197331497227267090?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/6197331497227267090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=6197331497227267090&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/6197331497227267090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/6197331497227267090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/03/friendship-over-lover.html' title='Friendship over lover'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ycbOnB-Tlhg/TXnGkbzb_1I/AAAAAAAAA1M/umx6K_CfFTY/s72-c/Capture23_13_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-5476773164426675015</id><published>2011-03-09T22:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T22:59:31.548+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>labil060311</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Udah lama ga nulis sekedar nyampah ga penting ga berharap dikomentarin, nulis ah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 hari lalu, gue ke BSD. Kenapa? Karena ada oknum yang tinggal di sana yang lagi ngambek &lt;b&gt;banget&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;ke gue dari subuh. Kok bisa? Iya, biasa dia emang ngambekan dan kita emang selalu berantem gatau kenapa. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi ceritanya, begini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hari Sabtu tengah malem menjelang Minggu gue tiba-tiba ngerasain down. Galaaau gitu, efek dari PMS sih emang tapi tetep aja ngga enak banget. Terus gue mikir, siapa yaa yg bisa gue gangguin tengah malem gini? Yang anak gahuuul gitu, terus kepikiran Ucup, mantan gue. Dia pasti belom tidur jam segitu di hari Sabtu eh Minggu deng. Yaudah, gue PING!!! attack dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: udah tidur ncit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: blom..aku br nyampe rmh! knp nyuuu? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(terbukti kan gaul, jam 1:41 am bok!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: mo nelf, blh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: lama ato bntar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: tau dh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahaha, galak yah gue. Maaf, sensi pol. Oke, lanjutin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: kok gatau..yoda klo klamaan aku ingetin kmu! tlp aja nyuu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*gue diemin BBM-nya*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: jd ga nyuuu? aku pengen boker..hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: boker aja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: yoda aku boker dulu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*20 menit kemudian*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: aku uda slese ni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Langsung gue telfon lah. Dia nanya kenapa, gue jwb aja gapapa iseng. Trus gue diem, ini emang jadi salah satu kebiasaan aneh gue; nelfon dia tp gue ga ngmg apa-apa. Karena emang gue lagi down, dia pun lagi ngotis akhirnya dia asik nonton sendiri gue didiemin. Sebetulnya gapapa sih didiemin emang udah biasa begini, tapi tiba-tiba terus gue nangis. Kenapa gue nangis, karena gue kangen &lt;b&gt;banget&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;sama seseorang. Dan perlakuan Ucup bikin gue tiba-tiba inget sama orang itu, dan langsung keinget betapa bodohnya gue. Pas akhirnya gue dan Ucup ngobrol, jawaban gue emang dingin eeh terus tiba-tiba dia bilang &lt;i&gt;"Kalo telfonnya mati, batreku abis ya."&lt;/i&gt; Gw bilang &lt;i&gt;"Ya sambil dicas lah, gimana sih!"&lt;/i&gt;, dia &lt;i&gt;"Gamau, nanti kena radiasi. Trus batreku kan ga ori, aku takut ntar ngelembung lagi"&lt;/i&gt;, gw &lt;i&gt;"Hmm"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dia dan gue pun akhirnya ngobrol ngalor ngidul sampe akhirnya gue bilang gue lagi kangen sama seseorang, dia respon:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: ya hubungin lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: susah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*jutek*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;loh, kenapa susah? telfon, sms kek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: hhh, ga bisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: kenapa ga bisa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*suara pasrah* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;keadaannya ga memungkinan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: kenapa ga memungkinkan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*kesel*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ya karena emang ga memungkinkan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: ya tapi kenapa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: ihh nyebelin banget sih, dibilang ga mungkin ya ga mungkin! bisa dibilang ini kayak udah harga mati, mo ditawar kayak apa juga klo udah harga mati ya ga bisa diapa-apain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Trus gue lupa habis itu ngomongin apaan, eh trus tiba-tiba telfonnya mati. Gw mikir, hmm batre abis nih. Yaudah langsung gue tinggal tidur aja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Paginya gue baca sms dari dia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kmu ampe ngapus bbm aku? Ckckck..sgitu nya! Baiklah klo itu yg kmu mau! Smoga kmu dapet yang lebih dr aku biar kmu jd lebih dewasa! Makasi banyak loh nyuuu..CK!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dalam hati gw mikir &lt;i&gt;"Apa sih? Apus BBM? Kapan?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terus gue cek BBM gue, ternyata emang ngerror. Beberapa contacts baru2 ini yang temenan emang tiba-tiba ilang, termasuk dia yang baru sekitar kurang dari sebulan di list gue. Dan gue emang jarang ngeback-up contact, yaa cuma bisa meringis aja pas tau banyak yang hilang. Mungkin dia mikirnya gue ngapus dia karena hape dia tiba-tiba mati trus gue ngambek? Kalo emang dia mikir itu, zzz banget loh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi, dalam hati gue kembali mikir &lt;i&gt;"Kok kata-kata dia kayak kita baru putus aja sih? 'Smoga kmu dapet yang lebih dr aku biar kmu jd lebih dewasa'? Itu bukannya kalimat yang sering diucapin pasangan kalo habis putus yah? Ga telat baru ngucapin sekarang?"&lt;/i&gt; -_______-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gue bales lah sms nya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Errr, setelah dipikir-pikir sms nya terlalu personal, jangan deh nanti ketauan seberapa galaknya gue. Teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Habis bales sms itu, emang gue pun udah ada rencana hari itu jadi gue sebodo amat dulu deh sama masalah yang ini. Gue coba cuekin aja dulu, nunggu balesan dulu dari dia. Tapi sampe sore gue udah di rumah lagi, dia ga bales-bales. Kesel dong! Yang harusnya kesel kan gue difitnah begitu, akhirnya gue memutuskan untuk nyamperin dia ke rumahnya. Nekat sih, soalnya gue baru sekali ke sana jadi gue belom hafal. Tapi sejam gue coba telfon dia, mastiin dia ada di rumah, eh tapi ga diangkat-angkat. WOOOHH, makin terbakar emosi gue. Gue pun nyari back-up an. Terpikirlah nama Ribka, temen gue yang tinggal di BSD juga dan emang pengen banget ketemuan lagi setelah terakhir ketemu berbulan-bulan lalu. Gue mikir &lt;i&gt;"Yah, kalo gue udah nyamper dan dia gada di rumah gue masih bisa ketemu Ribka. Ga rugi jauh-jauh ke BSD..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jam 4.20 an sore gue cabut, degdegan gitu habis gue baru pertama kali ini nyamperin orang tiba-tiba gada pemberitahuan. Rumahnya jauh bet pula, kan rugi kalo nyampe sana eh orangnya gada #padang. Jam 5.40 gue sampe, sempet bingung mau parkir dimana. Takut kalo ada ibu-babeh nya, hehe. Soalnya seinget gue dulu Ucup pernah bilang kalo weekend orang tua nya suka ada di rumah. Jadilah gue parkir ngasal abis di tengah-tengah jalan di pertigaan gitu. Gue sms:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku depan rumah kamu. Keluar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asek ga kalimat gue, kayak mafia gitu. Mihihi. Semenit, dua menit, baru pas menit ke lima ada seseorang nongol dan nyamper mobil gue.&amp;nbsp;Kalimat pertama dia &lt;i&gt;"Jangan parkir di sini atuh nyuu, pindah gih ke depan rumah aku".&lt;/i&gt; Gue pun nurut, parkir di depan rumah dia dan dia jadi tukang parkir dadakan. Pas dia di depan mobil gue, sempet gue terusin aja gitu mobil gue berharap dia bisa ketabrak. Hehe, becanda. v^_^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pas dia berdiri di samping kaca mobil gue, kalimat pertama gue lebih ajaib &lt;i&gt;"Mukanya jangan sok imut gitu deh!", &lt;/i&gt;karena emang sok imut abis dia. Dia ketawa &lt;i&gt;"Aku tuh baru bangun tidur tau nyuuu! Wuuu".&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gue mikir &lt;i&gt;"Buset? Setengah 6 dan dia baru bangun tidur?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: kamu mau ngapain? tumben ke sini..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: hmm, ada urusan sama kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: mau ngobrol di mobil kamu ato di dalem rumah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: mmm, aku kebelet pipis juga sih. tapi orang tua kamu ada ngga? (teteup, takut)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: ngga ada orang di rumah, mak babeh lagi ke rumah sakit. yaudah masuk ke dalem rumah aja yuk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di rumahnya gue lebih awkward lagi, terakhir ke sana kan gue udah lama banget. Ini cuma berdua di rumah dia, mana terakhir ketemu juga bulan Januari, trus lagi suasana berantem. Hmmmph x__x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Awalnya sempet kaku, dia masih belum kumpul kayaknya nyawanya. Tapi akhirnya biasa-biasa lagi aja, dia suka senyum-senyum sendiri ga jelas liatin gue, gue judesin &lt;i&gt;"Apa kamu liat-liat?"&lt;/i&gt; trus dia &lt;i&gt;"Ahahaha galak bener sih! Gigit nih"&lt;/i&gt;. Ngobrol-ngobrol-ngobrol ternyata dia lagi megang HD nya Rio, sahabat dia, jadilah gue diajak ke kamarnya ngeliat variety-variety Korea. Takut takut masuk ke kamar dia, takut diapa-apain, jadi gue buka pintu kamarnya. Dan dalam beberapa jam kemudian gue hanyut nontonin music awards yang ada Big Bang, SHINee, 2PM, dll. Sedangkan Ucup? Yah biasa lah, ngendus-ngendus kayak tikus. Terus ga lama dia mandi dan ngendus-ngendus lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jam 8 nyokap gue BBM, nanya kapan pulang, khawatir soalnya gue jauh mainnya. Sempet kepikir juga sih, males bet pulang malem sendiri dari BSD. Dan akhirnya! Gue membujuk Ucup mati-matian, dan sempet memberikan sebuah kesepakatan yang diinginkan Ucup, sampe akhirnya dia mau deeh anterin pulang. Ho ho ho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kita ga langsung pulang sih, mampir dulu di Jajanan Babe di Lenteng Agung soalnya udah dari Agustus kita berdua BM nyobain roti cane di situ. Tapi setelah kalap makan nasgor, kita ga jadi mesen roti cane deh. Udah gitu, emang sialnya keju nya jg lg gada pula! AAAAAAAA T_T Melin sangat sedih dan Ucup tertawa. Pffftt. Baru dari situ kita pulang. Nyampe rumah udah jam 11 lebih deh kayaknya, dia pun bersih-bersih habis itu baru giliran gue mandi malem. Seperti biasa gada yang berubah dia nginep, karena emang dari BSD dia ga bawa motor dan jam segitu bis mana ada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besokkannya, kita ngabisin seharian di kamar. Nonton DVD dan nonton Korea, pastinya :D Gue juga sempet nanya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: kenapa sih kamu nilai aku serendah itu? apa coba tiba-tiba sms gitu, kamu tuh pikirannya nethink mulu tau ke aku?! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*sambil nunjuk-nunjuk pelipis dia*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;U: hee, ya abisnya... tiba-tiba kamu ilang gitu dari BBM aku, trus ya errr... &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*dia ga bisa beralasan lagi*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M: emang dasar sensi aja luh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malem dia baru pulang, itu juga nyokap udah khawatir kenapa kita ga keluar-keluar, oops. Dia sempet agak ngambek LAGI sama gue karena pas nyadar liat waktu habis mandi malem ternyata udah jam 8 lewat, sedangkan kata temen dia TransBSD terakhir jam setengah 9. Walau gue ga salah-salah amat, tp untuk menghindari konflik LAGI dan sedikit menebus kesalahan gue, gue anterin dia sendiri naik mobil ke depan Carrefour Lebak Bulus, siapa tau ada keajaiban. Tapi gada, jadilah kita ke arah Pasar Jumat sana deket pintu masuk tol, karena dia mau nyegat angkot merah warnanya bernomor S14 yang menuju ke Veteran buat naik Arga Mas. Setelah nunggu lumayan lama, gue nyeletuk&lt;i&gt; "Kenapa ga kita ke Veteran? Jadi kamu langsung naik Arga Mas kan?"&lt;/i&gt;, dia &lt;i&gt;"Gapapa?"&lt;/i&gt; gue cuma jawab &lt;i&gt;"Ya gapapa, aku ngerasa ga enak kamu ketinggalan bis jadi aku musti yakin kamu dapet kendaraan yang bisa nganterin kamu pulang"&lt;/i&gt;. Ngerasa ga sih gue yang jadi cowok gentleman, dan dia yang jadi cewek?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seteleh ke Veteran, ternyata dia tetep ga berjodoh dengan Arga Mas. Jadinya dia memutuskan pulang naik taksi. Setelah ber-byebye ria, dan gue hampir nyasar, dia tiba-tiba BBM gue pas gue udah di tengah jalan menuju pulang,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"Ahaha mahal :("&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;ini dia lagi ngomongin tarif taksi dari Veteran menuju rumahnya... LOL, dasar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-k-E8-Em1lLY/TXeg8iVirSI/AAAAAAAAA1I/t2bXj11UeqQ/s1600/Capture22_44_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-k-E8-Em1lLY/TXeg8iVirSI/AAAAAAAAA1I/t2bXj11UeqQ/s320/Capture22_44_7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Hmm... Hubungan gue sama mantan buncit berpantat besar gue yang satu ini sungguhlah sangat aneh, teraneh dalam sejarah love story hidup gue malah. Pas gue nanya ke Ucup&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"Kok kita begini amat ya Pu?"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;dia pun membalas&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"Gatau, aku begini juga cuma sama kamu."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-5476773164426675015?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/5476773164426675015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=5476773164426675015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/5476773164426675015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/5476773164426675015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/03/labil060311.html' title='labil060311'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-k-E8-Em1lLY/TXeg8iVirSI/AAAAAAAAA1I/t2bXj11UeqQ/s72-c/Capture22_44_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-1929695051158834105</id><published>2011-03-08T22:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T22:16:15.778+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>365; Tasya Nandya Saraswati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ini hanya sebuah kebiasaan gue -- yang sebetulnya agak gue kurang sukain karena kalo inget kadang bikin sakit hati (for some cases) -- mengingat-ingat sebuah kejadian yang udah pernah terjadi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In this post, I'm gonna write about the first day I met &lt;b&gt;Tasya Nandya Saraswati&lt;/b&gt;. A friend from elementary school, but never close since she's a new transfer student in the last 6 months of grade 6, but suddenly since early 2010 we become a really good friends. One of my best friends, actually :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tepat hari ini, 365 hari lalu, pertama kali gue ketemu Tasya lagi setelah terpisah for about 7 years I guess. Secara gue lulus SD tahun 2003. Sebetulnya gue udah mulai ngobrol sama Tasya semenjak gue secara ga sengaja mengumpulkan seluruh teman-teman SD 1 angkatan di facebook tahun 2009 lalu, tapi ngobrol nya cuma yaa sebatas basa basi. Apalagi jujur emang gue ga inget sama sekali Tasya tuh yang mana, HAHA peace Sya, tapi temen SD yang lainnya begitu juga kok ke Tasya! Karena emang Tasya waktu SD beda BANGET, kalo dia ngga ngetag gue difoto (yang langsung diapus) dia waktu SD gimana mungkin gue ga bisa inget sama sekali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Selain ngobrol basa basi di facebook, kadang dia suka nyapa gue di YM, tapi dasarnya gue orangnya dingin ke orang yang gue ga deket jujur gue sempet agak risih gitu habis dia ramah bener! Dikit-dikit "haha", "hehe". Dan waktu itu gue lagi keburu-buru mau pergi, eh tapi dia ngajak ngobrol, tapi gue pun orangnya ga tegaan ninggal orang duluan kalo lagi chat/sms/calls. Gue pasti nunggu orang itu say goodbye first, #factsaboutmelin. Yah, ngobrolnya sebatas itu lah waktu itu. Tapi gue ga terlalu inget gimana caranya tahun lalu tiba-tiba kita bisa memutuskan untuk ketemuan. Secara waktu itu gue lagi pacaran sama anak Univ. Al-Azhar, dan Tasya pun goes to the same university so I decided, "Let's meet up there!" Kalo awkward, toh ada pacar gue ini hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hari itu dimulai dengan SANGAT tidak bagus. Kebiasaan buruk gue waktu itu adalah, nge-silent blackberry gue. Jadi semua telfon/sms gada getar mau pun suara, ya iyalah silent -.- Gue sering dimarahin pacar waktu itu karena setiap dia nelfon ga pernah gue angkat, hahaha oops. Hari itu pun begitu juga. Gue yang emang tidurnya ngaco, hari itu jadinya kesiangan. Tiba-tiba kebangun, liat hp ngecek sms/misscalls banyak banget dan SEMAKIN panik pas liat ternyata gue udah MEPET banget! Aaaaaa. Tapi gue sempet2nya n&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;getik sms panik ke pacar dan Tasya yang sama-sama nyariin gue. Pacar emang sengaja berangkat lebih awal padahal kelas dia siang, biar bisa ketemu gue dulu. Unyu menye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gue pun siap-siap, ngebut ala&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Michael Schumacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;dan nyampe di UAI jam berapa tau dah udah lupa gue. Ketemuan di depan Alpus, sempet panik kringet dingin gimana gitu degdegan mau ketemu Tasya, habis waktu SD kita pun ngga deket jadi kan grogi! Habis dari situ, ternyata dia bilang dia lagi di Blek, salah satu tongkrongan anak sana, jadilah gue ke sana. Aduh, perut gue semakin mules pas tau ternyata banyak temen-temennya di sana. Tengsin bok! Gue yang pemalu di lingkungan baru, langsung salah tingkah, untung gue langsung memanggil bala bantuan gue (baca: pacar). Gue suruh dia nyamper, jadi gue ga kaku-kaku amat. Tapi sempet diprotes pacar, karena gue jadi nyuekin Tasya dan ngobrol berdua pacar. Gue cuma bisa meringis sambil minta maaf, huehehe maaf yaa Sya :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hari itu pun dilanjutkan dengan gue ke Ragusa konvoi sama temen-temen Tasya dan gue "memaksa" pacar untuk ikut. Karena alhamdulillah, dosen dia siang itu ga dateng. Sialnya, kita diputerin sama temen-temennya. Harusnya kalo dari UAI bisa kan ya lewat langsung Sudirman, toh belom 3 in 1, kalo pun udah juga kita banyak anggotanya. Eh, tapi kita sampe lewat Kuningan, sampe lewat Menteng dan lain-lain! ASTAGAAAAA. Gue yang buta jalan, cuma bisa pasrah aja. Sampe akhirnya, kita kepisah sama rombongan satunya! Shoot. Di situ kita mulai gontok-gontokan antara sesama, Tasya ke temen-temennya, gue dan pacar juga. Hrrr! Orang lagi panik nyupir, di belakang malah dikomentariiiin melulu. Gimana ga kesel! Akhirnya terpaksa gue memutuskan untuk balik lagi ke UAI, soalnya pacar musti ngejemput babehnya dan itu udah mepet (akhirnya dia emang telat dan dimarahin sepanjang jalan sama ibu nya, maaf sekali lagi yaa walau udah lama).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Habis ngedrop pacar di UAI, gue sama Tasya pun bergegas ke Senayan City. Kita memutuskan untuk nge-sushi! Yay! :D Di situ masih awkward, tapi yaah, udah mulai agak cair. Kita pun memutuskan untuk foto-foto untuk mengabadikan momen pertama ketemu ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Am-NjWJripA/TXY6gvwP6LI/AAAAAAAAA0c/DgUbIpu3KRY/s1600/DSC_3541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Am-NjWJripA/TXY6gvwP6LI/AAAAAAAAA0c/DgUbIpu3KRY/s320/DSC_3541.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Look at our hair Sya --' Uber short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Selesai makan, dikarenakan orang tua Tasya yang protektif, gue pun langsung mulangin dia ke kosannya. Di hari itu gue sadar, gue ada temen bolang baru! Weheey \^.^/ Semenjak hari itu pun, kita jadi sering ngabisin waktu bareng, karena gue waktu itu lagi sering ditinggal emak gue ke rumah oom gue di Kemang jadinya gue sering sendiri di rumah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OBnjOCL1G2g/TXY6oBfQKmI/AAAAAAAAA0g/RI-HeGM_mTY/s1600/DSC_3678.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OBnjOCL1G2g/TXY6oBfQKmI/AAAAAAAAA0g/RI-HeGM_mTY/s320/DSC_3678.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lagi bete sama pacar, memutuskan nyulik Tasya. Eh tiba2 dia bilang dpt tiket JJF2010 gratis, asik!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FDXp4HKF_uM/TXY6xpRaH8I/AAAAAAAAA0o/nE49m1UFEKI/s1600/DSC06268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FDXp4HKF_uM/TXY6xpRaH8I/AAAAAAAAA0o/nE49m1UFEKI/s320/DSC06268.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vVibubBlTLQ/TXY6uq7aZ5I/AAAAAAAAA0k/vJlhgPagRLg/s1600/DSC06265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vVibubBlTLQ/TXY6uq7aZ5I/AAAAAAAAA0k/vJlhgPagRLg/s320/DSC06265.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bosen di rumah, nyulik Tasya seperti biasa. Mengobrol lah kita di UAI.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sumpah ga kerasa banget udah setahun deket yaa Sya? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gue bersyukur banget bisa deket sama lo, karena ntah kenapa gue ngerasa kenal lo udah lama. All the things we've been through in our life are similar. Especially our love stories, LOL. I can't imagine I could meet someone who have the same stories about love life with me, even though the orders are different but still... Kita berdua bisa sama-sama saling tau jadinya apa yang dirasain saat berhadapan dengan situasi A, B, C dan itu bikin kita sama-sama bisa saling ngebantu waktu lagi sama-sama susah. Tapi bukan berarti pas seneng kita jadi lupa sama satu sama lain, nope ;) Alhamdulillah so far, we've always been together through our ups and downs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-THk_hXlKD2c/TXY6zwOAr8I/AAAAAAAAA0s/3azxDnl93ac/s1600/tasya%2526meyin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-THk_hXlKD2c/TXY6zwOAr8I/AAAAAAAAA0s/3azxDnl93ac/s320/tasya%2526meyin.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-E7yIJajHNAw/TXY611STkMI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DZLz1t-C3LY/s1600/DSC06651.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-E7yIJajHNAw/TXY611STkMI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DZLz1t-C3LY/s320/DSC06651.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jatuh cinta pada pandangan pertama dengan Alm. Wocky the cat, miaaaw :3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-IHju-191fSc/TXY63gtxH2I/AAAAAAAAA00/HxyYZ0_dNaI/s1600/DSC06659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-IHju-191fSc/TXY63gtxH2I/AAAAAAAAA00/HxyYZ0_dNaI/s320/DSC06659.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foto random ambil dr a broken pocket camera yang ternyata dipuji-puji banyak orang, dan bikin Tasya mewajibkan gue untuk punya portfolio.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IXQ05435z2U/TXY65UM04dI/AAAAAAAAA04/Qq5VRzLpieY/s1600/DSC06667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IXQ05435z2U/TXY65UM04dI/AAAAAAAAA04/Qq5VRzLpieY/s320/DSC06667.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eGtkrHCy9JE/TXY67ZgmF8I/AAAAAAAAA08/aHBSg8efLhY/s1600/DSC06670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eGtkrHCy9JE/TXY67ZgmF8I/AAAAAAAAA08/aHBSg8efLhY/s320/DSC06670.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QpeJEB1sFLk/TXY7QlV3-EI/AAAAAAAAA1E/3BXa_QDgBvs/s1600/PA130018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QpeJEB1sFLk/TXY7QlV3-EI/AAAAAAAAA1E/3BXa_QDgBvs/s320/PA130018.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kita pernah kena masalah bareng-bareng juga, berhubungan dengan mantannya pacar gue waktu itu HAHA ngakak gue kalo ingetnya. Aduh, super ga penting. Ah, the point is... I'm glad to have a best friend like you in my life :D thank God, and thank &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi sedih lagi mikirin nanti bakal beda kota, dan bakal jarang ketemu. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-v6o-E_6RIUQ/TXY6-zpOipI/AAAAAAAAA1A/6H3saq3ipBw/s1600/DSC06732.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-v6o-E_6RIUQ/TXY6-zpOipI/AAAAAAAAA1A/6H3saq3ipBw/s320/DSC06732.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Udah siap tidur, tiba2 Tasya nelfon mau main. Lagi bermasalah dengan pacarnya waktu itu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;PS: Yang gue sebut pacar di post ini, sekarang udah bukan yaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;PSS: I love ya, Sya! &amp;lt;3 *hug* *cipok basah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-1929695051158834105?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/1929695051158834105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=1929695051158834105&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1929695051158834105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1929695051158834105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/03/365-tasya-nandya-saraswati.html' title='365; Tasya Nandya Saraswati'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Am-NjWJripA/TXY6gvwP6LI/AAAAAAAAA0c/DgUbIpu3KRY/s72-c/DSC_3541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-8743919938037158180</id><published>2011-03-03T22:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T22:31:36.874+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Cooking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is gonna be a heck of a random post. &lt;b&gt;Very&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually cooked today! Well, I was just helping my mom cooked Soto Ayam sih, but you know. It's still cooking, LOL. My job was to fry the onions, the chips and boil the eggs. Sepele kan? Muahahahaha :D But the thing is, I despise cooking. Gatau deh kenapa, tapi dari dulu ga pernah namanya tertarik untuk masak. Bisa sih - dikit - tapi, I guess it's just not my 'thing'. Dan ini yang mau gue bahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kenapa sih, kenapa cewek harus diwajibkan bisa memasak or at least, suka di dapur? Terus kalo ga bisa, ato bukan 'cewe dapur' tuh kayaknya &lt;i&gt;gimana &lt;/i&gt;gitu di mata orang lain. I've stated this a lot di twitter dari beberapa taun silam (kesannya udah jadul banget), if you're my followers dari awal pasti tau. I mean, I'm okay with cooking but then again, it's just not my 'thing'. Dan gue, apa yah, merasa kesal dengan tuntutan "wanita itu harus bisa memasak, or at least menjadi wanita dapur, Mel". WHY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jawabannya, karena udah kodratnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AH! Bosen gue dikasih jawaban itu-itu melulu. Iya sih emang, itu udah jawaban mungkin yaa yang paling masuk akal. Tapi, apa cuma karena itu kita lantas harus melakukan sesuatu yang kita kurang sukai?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm more of a technology kind of girl. Setiap teknologi baru, gue pengen banget utak-atik... Pengen gue telusuri sampe gue merasa puas udah dapetin setiap lubuk terselubung. Bahkan gue berani taruhan, mungkin kalo gue sukses besok (AMIN, ya Allah!) gue bakalan ngeluarin duit lebih banyak ke teknologi ketimbang baju or make up. Teehee :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ANYWHO. Cuma karena kodrat? Laki-laki pun punya kodratnya sendiri, tapi enggak lantas kita yang wanita menjatuhkan mereka kalo mereka toh ga suka dengan apa yang seharusnya menjadi kodratnya. Kayak mantan gw, 2 of them actually, can't drive a car. Bukankah itu juga kodrat mereka? Not as big as "woman has to cook" I know, but still... Tapi lalu gue ga ngejatohin mereka dengan kekurangan mereka tersebut. Bahkan, 2 orang itu pun naik motor juga ga bisa. BAYANGIN, motor! Me, myself have been able to drive a motorcycle since I'm in junior high class errr, 7? Dengan kekurangan mereka tersebut, berarti bisa dibilang mereka ga bisa diandelin dong? Laki-laki macam apa, naik motor aja ga bisa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi mungkin, emang gue nya aja yang kelewat sensi dengan topik ini. I've had tons of fights with my mom only because she expects me to help her more in kitchen, but I always rejects her. Bahkan gue pernah berantem sama salah satu mantan gue karena dia pun juga berpikir demikian! HECK, dia termasuk salah satu mantan gue yang gue bilang ga bisa naik motor, or drive a car! Cih, naik pitam sekali gue. Dia menuntut gue untuk memasak, tapi dia sendiri ga ada niat untuk bisa nyetir motor/mobil. What a hypocrite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the love of God, I &lt;b&gt;will cook&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;someday. &lt;i&gt;S-o-m-e-d-a-y&lt;/i&gt;. It's like a calling, when I feel like there's the calling, I'll cook. But not now, why can't people respect my decision? It's not like I can't cook at all. Seenggaknya gue ga kayak orang-orang yang bahkan ngidupin kompor aja takut. Seenggaknya gue tau bumbu-bumbu masakan apa aja yang emang harus ada di sebuah masakan. Seenggaknya gue ga bakalan mati, just by not willing to cook for now. Pffftt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-8743919938037158180?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/8743919938037158180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=8743919938037158180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8743919938037158180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8743919938037158180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/03/cooking.html' title='Cooking.'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-784503267902152415</id><published>2011-03-02T16:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T16:56:09.837+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Finally :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 6 months, I won't be sitting on where I'm sitting now. I'll probably be busy in some place else, doing something I've been longing to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yep, I'm moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nfcNvDMQ8xw/TW4OrfCvA4I/AAAAAAAAAzM/nqPUtI1fFTc/s1600/IMG_1584+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nfcNvDMQ8xw/TW4OrfCvA4I/AAAAAAAAAzM/nqPUtI1fFTc/s320/IMG_1584+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Zi0p1gGH_Bc/TW4OxOeJgbI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/zTPViAiDvIM/s1600/IMG_1589+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Zi0p1gGH_Bc/TW4OxOeJgbI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/zTPViAiDvIM/s320/IMG_1589+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6JGC5hn8cpE/TW4RTTA-VEI/AAAAAAAAA0M/N2KnKdfIa9g/s320/IMG_1614+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What are you doing, Chiki? You silly lil' cat :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hCWicX3_4VY/TW4RYFOVEEI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/VIdx1IkMckI/s1600/IMG_1620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hCWicX3_4VY/TW4RYFOVEEI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/VIdx1IkMckI/s320/IMG_1620.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I will definitely miss Dimas, Dylan and especially my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ga pernah pisah, selalu bareng-bareng. Nanti, kita bakal beda benua T^T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I_YEzHunakQ/TW4RdS99owI/AAAAAAAAA0U/uybNah-y790/s1600/IMG_1621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I_YEzHunakQ/TW4RdS99owI/AAAAAAAAA0U/uybNah-y790/s320/IMG_1621.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-sLNx4zQUPvY/TW4RivGBKwI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/lzDGURY2zmw/s1600/IMG_1622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-sLNx4zQUPvY/TW4RivGBKwI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/lzDGURY2zmw/s320/IMG_1622.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've experienced most of my first&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;here.&amp;nbsp;Thank you, Cinere, for everything.&lt;br /&gt;And thank you, Jakarta, for being something I can call a home for the past 17 years of my li&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;fe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-784503267902152415?l=mel--hoppus182.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='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nfcNvDMQ8xw/TW4OrfCvA4I/AAAAAAAAAzM/nqPUtI1fFTc/s72-c/IMG_1584+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-2562210306753515819</id><published>2011-03-01T22:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T22:54:03.661+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Mr. Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My girlfriend's got a boyfriend, funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He doesn't make a dime all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And all her girlfriends' boyfriends with money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;What more can i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He never made it through a day of school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The only thing he studied was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He knows your body better than you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe i'm your mr. right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Baby, maybe i'm the one you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe i'm a shot in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And you're the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe this is sad but true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Baby, maybe you've got nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You could be the best of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When i'm the worst for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My girlfriend's got a boyfriend, running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To catch the bus to meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To meet up with the boyfriend's girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Who's stunning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;she's such a sight to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The moment he layed eyes on you he knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The only wish he wanted came true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He knows he's lucky that he met someone like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe i'm your mr. right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Baby, maybe i'm the one you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe i'm a shot in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And you're the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe this is sad but true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Baby, maybe you've got nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You could be the best for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When i'm the worst for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You can always change your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And you can't change mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I know you can't change mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe i'm your mr. right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Baby, maybe i'm the one you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe i'm a shot in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And you're the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe this is sad but true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Baby, maybe you've got nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You could be the best for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When i'm the worst for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mr. Right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A Rocket To The Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ada cerita sedikit dibalik lagu ini. If you wanna know, keep reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lagu ini dikasih sama mantan terakhir gue, for me. Tapi kayaknya (mungkin) dia juga bermaksud nyindir mantan gue sebelum dia. Nyebelinnya, dia gamau ngaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-muiHEf1RKyc/TW0OYfrWPhI/AAAAAAAAAzI/fhbx97M6Gf8/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-03-01+at+10.14.32+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-muiHEf1RKyc/TW0OYfrWPhI/AAAAAAAAAzI/fhbx97M6Gf8/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-03-01+at+10.14.32+PM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Kenapa gue bilang nyindir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"My girlfriend's got a boyfriend, funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He doesn't make a dime all day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He never made it through a day of school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The only thing he studied was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He knows your body better than you do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe this is sad but true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Baby, maybe you've got nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You could be the best of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When i'm the worst for you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The moment he layed eyes on you he knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The only wish he wanted came true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He knows he's lucky that he met someone like you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe i'm your mr. right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Baby, maybe i'm the one you like"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hmmmph. x___x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For those who doesn't know my story and those 2 exs, won't probably understand what I'm trying to say. But for those who know, uh, horay? :-x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mungkin ada pembaca blog ini ga begitu bisa bahasa inggris? Google translate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh, honey honey honey. Kalau aja pertemuan kita lebih baik dari kemaren, kalau aja timing nya lagi ga kayak gitu. You are, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;mr. right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-2562210306753515819?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/2562210306753515819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=2562210306753515819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2562210306753515819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2562210306753515819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/03/mr-right.html' title='Mr. Right'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-muiHEf1RKyc/TW0OYfrWPhI/AAAAAAAAAzI/fhbx97M6Gf8/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-03-01+at+10.14.32+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-1421705868778011047</id><published>2011-02-04T22:49:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T22:51:11.505+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Uhjjum iluhkehdo babo gatni nehga?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Main tebak-tebakan yuk! Di bawah, I'll write the title of the songs that described how I currently feels. So far, baru nemu ini sih:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cpFX5MWEg80"&gt;2AM - I Was Wrong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cpFX5MWEg80"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUgReo37ECw&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;2PM - Again and Again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Kalo bisa ngerti maksud terselubungnya dan bisa nebak apa kira-kira yang lagi gue rasain, post me a comment! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I would love to know your answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Selamat tanggal 4 Februari. Heu :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PSS:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jawabannya udah gue jeberin, coba-coba dicari dimana hayoo. Hihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Cheerio xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jawabannya:&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck with a guy that I know has caused me nothing but pain. But although I know he's really bad for me, I can't resist him in my life. I should leave him, but somehow I keep coming back for more. And what I did, give me more pain each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-1421705868778011047?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/1421705868778011047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=1421705868778011047&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1421705868778011047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1421705868778011047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/02/uhjjum-iluhkehdo-babo-gatni-nehga_04.html' title='Uhjjum iluhkehdo babo gatni nehga?'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-6523923423726768590</id><published>2011-01-29T00:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T00:23:41.456+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Sincerely me,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Are you scared of getting hurt? I do. Especially by the one you really loved. That's why, I swore to myself never to let myself fell in love ever again. I did once, I'm still 16 and reckless. Up until now, he is still the one for me. Don't get this the wrong way, what I meant by the one is... I have never ever found a guy that is like him, even thou I've dated a few others after dating him. Not, the one as in "I'm still crazily in love with him til' I die". I was terribly selfish back then, insecure, childish and well... pretty much a 16 years old would do. Until the moment I wrote this, I still can never understand why did I do all the things I did during the months we've dated. It's been 2 and a half years since we broke up, and I still can't get over the fact that I let someone as good as him go that easily, maybe you can call it as something that I regret. And I won't let this off my mind as easy as it sound to you, before I can talk to him about us - whenever that is. I'm hoping soon, or you know at least less than a year, cause this keeps messing with my head and with my relationships with other guys after him. Hopefully that won't be too hard cause thankfully, I've been talking to him every once in a while since Idul Fitri on September '10 up until now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anywho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think, I'm in love again. Unfortunately, this person didn't realize it until a few days earlier (well, at least that what he's been trying to tell me). I give my all to him, with some expectations, saddening. Our months of relationship are filled with jealousy, backstabbing, cheating, all kind of stuffs that wouldn't have happened if only we know each other better before we decided to be a couple. But yeah, that's in the past. Another lesson to be learned. The thing that really makes me sad is, after all we've been through, all the pain he have caused me, all the shits and lies he has told me... He suddenly decided to just walk in to my life again after I struggle for a month trying to get rid of him, and us. It just pissed me off. I've avoided him successfully but then, I get weak and fall for him once again. I don't mind letting him come back into my life, but not now. Not when I'm trying all of my guts to try to forget everything between us. Not when all he can say now is "I love you", "I just realized that you've loved me so much and I did all that to you, I'm sorry". Can't you see it's breaking my heart? I've loved you, so much until I realized as days goes by, I am expecting less out of you, cause I know... I'm starting to understand, how to love a person fully without asking anything in return. That is why, even thou you did all of that, I'm still fooling myself and letting my self get hurt by still staying by your side. Until I can't stand it anymore and decided to let you go, even if it's breaking my heart so badly cause letting you go would be the last thing on my mind. What's more heartbreaking was, letting you go was something you asked for from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, I know you're reading this, even thou I'm not so sure if you fully understand what I've been mumbling about... All I'm asking is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do you want from me now?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are you gonna keep doing what you're doing now?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I won't (at least, I'll try) have any contacts with you in any ways until you can tell me what do you want from me. Cause all I can give you as an options are: &lt;b&gt;either we try once again to be a couple, this time for real. &lt;/b&gt;I'm sorry but I just can't deal with the fact that we still text, call or see each other as if we're still a couple, but we're not. The second option is,&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;back off from my life until my feelings are neutral towards you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah, Melin in love is indeed a scary Melin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-6523923423726768590?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/6523923423726768590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=6523923423726768590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/6523923423726768590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/6523923423726768590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/01/sincerely-me.html' title='Sincerely me,'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-482478710646808130</id><published>2011-01-12T16:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T16:25:03.806+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>I'm on a break,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TS1ylByeIDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/EoTA_PfVahQ/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-01-12+at+4.16.59+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="30" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TS1ylByeIDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/EoTA_PfVahQ/s320/Screen+shot+2011-01-12+at+4.16.59+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause in 2 years, 4 failed relationships taught me... I suck at choosing guys. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And relationship, is just not for me.&lt;i&gt; At least not now. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-482478710646808130?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/482478710646808130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=482478710646808130&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/482478710646808130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/482478710646808130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-on-break.html' title='I&apos;m on a break,'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TS1ylByeIDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/EoTA_PfVahQ/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-01-12+at+4.16.59+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-7405511887167821111</id><published>2010-11-23T17:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T17:45:06.317+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>23 does not read "wise"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;           &lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have never seen a grown up acting so childish, as childish as you. While I thought by going out with you might make me feel like I’m a kid again, cause I will be spoiled, but it turns out… you are the one that needs to be spoiled (a lot) more than me. I thought by avoiding to date guys with the same age as me, will make me feel more relax. Cause if I date – and have dated a few – guys with the same age, our emotions are both unstable, so we fight often and all. So I chose to date you, but I guess, age is &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; only a number. Thanks for reminding me about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-7405511887167821111?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/7405511887167821111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=7405511887167821111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/7405511887167821111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/7405511887167821111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/11/23-does-not-read-wise.html' title='23 does not read &quot;wise&quot;'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-859656026817191438</id><published>2010-11-15T19:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:47:12.235+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Where have you been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, i know&lt;br /&gt;That i am here&lt;br /&gt;And you are there &lt;br /&gt;But we still have our love&lt;br /&gt;We move just like the moon and sun&lt;br /&gt;The sun comes up, the moon rolls down&lt;br /&gt;A world apart, but they don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;They know their love spins us round &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to heaven, i've been to hell&lt;br /&gt;I've been to vegas, and gods knows where&lt;br /&gt;But nothing feels like home, like you babe&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i've got my car and my guitar&lt;br /&gt;A couple pills, a couple scars&lt;br /&gt;But i made a wish on a lonesome star&lt;br /&gt;Star oh star, you shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;Wont you grant me one small wish tonight&lt;br /&gt;That i won't die on this destructive path of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to heaven, i've been to hell&lt;br /&gt;I've been to vegas, and gods knows where&lt;br /&gt;But nothing feels like home, like you babe&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than you will know&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you will ever know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Never Shout Never, I Love You More Than You Will Ever Know -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KZcVyRwbk98&amp;amp;feature=&amp;amp;p=218C7EEABA6DE363&amp;amp;index=0&amp;amp;playnext=1"&gt;See it on youtube&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey, &lt;b&gt;thanks&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-859656026817191438?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/859656026817191438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=859656026817191438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/859656026817191438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/859656026817191438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-have-you-been.html' title='Where have you been?'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-4332475659653790386</id><published>2010-10-29T23:16:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:47:45.592+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Sederajat lah sama yang di Mahakam :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jadi selingkuhan aja kok bangga, haha. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lucu deh kamu, sini cubit dulu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-4332475659653790386?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/4332475659653790386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=4332475659653790386&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/4332475659653790386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/4332475659653790386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/10/sederajat-lah-sama-yang-di-mahakam.html' title='Sederajat lah sama yang di Mahakam :)'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-6095986087522149064</id><published>2010-09-10T23:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:47:53.478+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Minal Aidzin Wal Faidzin :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; 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Setelah berpuasa selama satu bulan, marilah kita jadikan Hari Raya Idul Fitri untuk saling memaafkan dan memulai lembaran baru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Melinda Septifiani &amp;amp; Keluarga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; 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font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Februari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIxfPiXBII/AAAAAAAAAxc/drvUaUzFU4k/s1600/DSC_3287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIxfPiXBII/AAAAAAAAAxc/drvUaUzFU4k/s320/DSC_3287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Maret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIx94BjEEI/AAAAAAAAAxk/t3RjqtoKplo/s1600/IMG00178-20100310-0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIx94BjEEI/AAAAAAAAAxk/t3RjqtoKplo/s320/IMG00178-20100310-0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIyWurfKvI/AAAAAAAAAxs/JB08xy0xgiY/s1600/DSC06489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIyWurfKvI/AAAAAAAAAxs/JB08xy0xgiY/s320/DSC06489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIy0IqcBqI/AAAAAAAAAx0/4U8YMtD4-Vo/s1600/DSC_4208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIy0IqcBqI/AAAAAAAAAx0/4U8YMtD4-Vo/s320/DSC_4208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Juni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIzVaWWdjI/AAAAAAAAAx8/OTaFXXqjlFs/s1600/DSC_4299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIzVaWWdjI/AAAAAAAAAx8/OTaFXXqjlFs/s320/DSC_4299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Juli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIzxQ0GFXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/TWHKq3ojpGM/s1600/DSC06845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIzxQ0GFXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/TWHKq3ojpGM/s320/DSC06845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Agustus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIz3s6TBYI/AAAAAAAAAyM/B0O-AkyNkHo/s1600/6th+anniv+%281%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIz3s6TBYI/AAAAAAAAAyM/B0O-AkyNkHo/s320/6th+anniv+%281%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TII0A9FqpVI/AAAAAAAAAyU/0kv5N4NDHYY/s1600/IMG_0466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TII0A9FqpVI/AAAAAAAAAyU/0kv5N4NDHYY/s320/IMG_0466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alhamdulillah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: &lt;/b&gt;Err, I quit on my #30HariMenulis. I find it no fun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-8757496709166777267?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/8757496709166777267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=8757496709166777267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8757496709166777267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8757496709166777267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/09/7-wonders.html' title='7 Wonders :)'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TIIxfPiXBII/AAAAAAAAAxc/drvUaUzFU4k/s72-c/DSC_3287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-9000449723176610990</id><published>2010-08-27T21:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:48:43.883+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>H+11: eye liner, propose and the game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THfMw1dCbDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/-SZV7S-hXqk/s1600/GG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THfMw1dCbDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/-SZV7S-hXqk/s320/GG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gw gatau ini hal yang biasa aja, buruk, aneh atau bagus tapi... Gw gampang banget ke influence tontonan yg lg gue tonton. Kayak wktu itu gw nonton &lt;b&gt;Gossip Girls&lt;/b&gt; terus-terusan, and all I wanted to do is put on eyeliner. Eveywhere. I. Go. Aneh bet yak? HAHA, padahal waktu gue nonton itu gue sama sekali ga suka dan ga bisa pake eyeliner.&amp;nbsp; But now I kinda can't live without it (lebay), but my boyfriend isn't a big fans seeing me using make up, zzzz&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THfMyo8XsEI/AAAAAAAAAw8/TkbRlREsKb4/s1600/friends" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THfMyo8XsEI/AAAAAAAAAw8/TkbRlREsKb4/s320/friends" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Terus pernah pas lagi ngikutin serial &lt;b&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S &lt;/b&gt;di Star Movies all I wanna do is hang in a coffee shop. Ngobrol, cuci mata, nulis novel, etc. Pokoknya apa aja deh asal di coffee shop. But then I figured out that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; 1) gw ga suka pergi sendirian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2) gw ga doyan minum kopi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;3) boros amat gw mau leyeh-leyeh aja di coffee shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;HAHA, I know I'm so weird and random --" but seeing all those 6 people always hanging out in the same place everyday, bikin gue jadi kepengen nyobain apa yang mereka selalu lakuin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THfMz24sTTI/AAAAAAAAAxE/f3GCaULSB_Y/s1600/HIMYM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THfMz24sTTI/AAAAAAAAAxE/f3GCaULSB_Y/s320/HIMYM" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And for now, gue lagi suka-sukanya banget sama this geeky yet sexy Architect, Ted Mosby from &lt;b&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/b&gt;. So far gue baru nonton sampe season 3 episode 12 (might continue it later on tonight, teehee) and I LOVE THIS SERIES! Ahh, all the fun and wild stuffs they're doing... I've always wanted to experience it in my life. Especially Lily and Marshall's 10 years (and on going) relationship, I mean... WOW! They've only had sex with each other (See, this is ultimately rare for western culture), they're a weird in-a-cute-kinda-way couple and they always somehow manage to deal with all their problems and down sides. It's amazing. Well, even thou it's only in a movie but still... &lt;i&gt;"Awww"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Secara gw tipe orang yang yah, as I've mentioned earlier above "easily influenced", satu dari banyak hal yang udah bikin gw rada berubah adalah... Now I always talk and write in English. Well, gue emang selalu ngomong pake Bahasa Inggris sih tp itu buat ke orang rumah dan temen-temen Global. Pernah beberapa hari lalu gw nyadar &lt;i&gt;"Gw jadi pake bahasa Inggris mulu yah ngmg ke Ucup?"&lt;/i&gt; trus I asked him if it's weird to see (or in this case, read my text) me always talk in English. Then he said &lt;i&gt;"Iya rada aneh, tp gapapa bagus. Sekalian aku jg memperlancar, hee"&lt;/i&gt; Tapi walau pun begitu gue tetep ngerasa ga enak, soalnya my tone jadi beda ngomong sama dia. It's as if I'm talking to a friend, not to a boyfriend. And he felt it too :( I'm sorry... As you can see, my recent posts are mostly written in English too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another thing that influenced me is, last night I somehow bisa secara sangat amat random mikir sesuatu yg absurd &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt; fun &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt; adventurous... And I talked to Ucup about it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Pu... Sini deh, aku tiba-tiba mikir sesuatu yg random banget tapi seruuuu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ucup:&lt;/b&gt; Apaan Nyu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M:&lt;/b&gt; Gini, yah well... Aku rada terinspirasi sama series F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Hmm, misalnya kalo nanti hubungan kita ga berhasil terus kita putus terus ya kita move on kan. Nah tapi, misalkan by the age of yaa umur maksimal kita diharuskan udah berkeluarga tapi kita ga berkeluarga-keluarga juga... Kamu mau nikah sama aku gak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;U:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;*bengong* *senyum nahan ketawa*&lt;/i&gt; Kamu lucu banget sih pikirannya Nyuu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M:&lt;/b&gt; Yee, ini tuh seru tau! Jadi bisa dibilang kayak apa yaa, we already have a backup plan untuk masa depan! Soalnya dari pada nih kita buang2 waktu lagi buat nyari calon, kenapa ga sama yang pernah sama-sama jadian aja pas dulunya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;U:&lt;/b&gt; Haha dudut. Hmm... Emangnya kamu mau nikah sama aku? Aku ga peka loohh, ga sensitif...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M:&lt;/b&gt; Tenaaang, sekarang udah mau bulan ke 7 kita jadian jadi aku yaa udah mulai kebiasa lah. Jadi kayaknya misalnya di masa depan aku sama kamu lagi, ga bakal kaget deh! Wlee ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;U:&lt;/b&gt; Pfftt, nyebeliiin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M: &lt;/b&gt;Hehe, gimana sayaaang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;U:&lt;/b&gt; Yaudah, tapi kalo sama-sama single kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M:&lt;/b&gt; Yaiyalaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;U:&lt;/b&gt; Ok, aku mau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&amp;amp;U: &lt;/b&gt;*pinky promise*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So there you go, secara ga langsung gue udah ngelamar Ucup pffftt (&amp;nbsp; - .&amp;nbsp; - ")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another thing that influenced me. If you're wathing HIMYM, you'll probably know that Lily &amp;amp; Marshall use this "pause-unpause" method if they're fighting. Jadi misalnya lo lagi berantem heboh, tp tiba-tiba you don't want to fight about it you'll say "pause" habis itu keadaan antara lo-pacar akan seperti biasa pas lagi adem ayem. Tp itu tergantung partner lo jg lagi pengen pause ato ga and when you feel like talking about it again, you'll say "unpause". I thought this method is uber cool, I'm gonna start using it. MUAHAHAHAHA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yeah, bisa di konklusikan kalo gue gampang banget kepengaruh sama tontonan. Especially movies/series yang punya meaning di balik cerita-ceritanya. Ga cuma sekedar asal mensajikan konflik tanpa ada buah yang bisa dipetik, like most of national TV programs now. Sheesh, ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THfM8VDhNWI/AAAAAAAAAxM/g0R1wpftI6U/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-26+at+20.46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THfM8VDhNWI/AAAAAAAAAxM/g0R1wpftI6U/s320/Photo+on+2010-08-26+at+20.46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Walaupun" bukan "karena" ! Aku ke kmu dan kita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-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/37734180-9000449723176610990?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/9000449723176610990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=9000449723176610990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/9000449723176610990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/9000449723176610990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h11-eye-liner-propose-and-game.html' title='H+11: eye liner, propose and the game'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THfMw1dCbDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/-SZV7S-hXqk/s72-c/GG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-1897464742556422386</id><published>2010-08-27T20:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:48:50.512+07:00</updated><title type='text'>H+10: Call 911! It's an emergency, she's having a heart attack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4946968796c880c5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4946968796c880c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347994%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D562DC67E6128A8350A09EF4442F5D9F33E4C0F90.39C935184F2345AAC091CEFA654415A1402CBAAA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4946968796c880c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF0Q_aLL9KpkA5YfYE9dAsTmjNQs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4946968796c880c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347994%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D562DC67E6128A8350A09EF4442F5D9F33E4C0F90.39C935184F2345AAC091CEFA654415A1402CBAAA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4946968796c880c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF0Q_aLL9KpkA5YfYE9dAsTmjNQs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Menit 7:10 - 7:20. Happiest seconds in my life :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;SO EFFIN' ADORABLE, I COULD DIE OF GEMES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-1897464742556422386?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/1897464742556422386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=1897464742556422386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1897464742556422386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1897464742556422386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h10-call-911-its-emergency-shes-having.html' title='H+10: Call 911! It&apos;s an emergency, she&apos;s having a heart attack!'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-5011819863375454598</id><published>2010-08-27T19:13:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:48:56.771+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>H+9: History used to be fun, until....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm such a stupid girl. Kenapa sih gw musti sok-sok tegar, sok-sok pengen tau, sok-sok ARGHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Intinya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kenapa gue sekepo itu?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Belajar dari hubungan gue yg sebelumnya, gw pikir I've learned my lessons dengan ga kepengen tau tentang masa lalu pacar gue sekarang. Karena, the last time I'm in a relationship I know too much and semakin banyak gue tau... semakin tinggi rasa penasaran gue untuk mencari tau lebih dalam lagi soal masa lalunya. STUPID. Gosh! But guess what? Rasa penasaran gw menang, dan gw kali ini dengan sengaja mencari tau super duper ultimate dalem tentang masa lalu pacar gw. Dan hasilnya? Yeap, I'm hurt. That bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You see, I kinda see this as uh... a suicidal that I did to myself. Sheesh, can't stop saying how stupid I am. Hal yang lebih buruk adalah setelah gue tau tentang masa lalunya (dan yaa kemungkinan emang gue ga bakal suka), gue ga bakal berhenti make itu buat dijadiin bahan-bahan sarcasms ke dia. Sometimes he's chill (on the outside) about it, but sometimes we fight about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enough with the history already! AND PLEASE, for the love of God. MOVE ON, dude! Can't you see &lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-5011819863375454598?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/5011819863375454598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=5011819863375454598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/5011819863375454598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/5011819863375454598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h9-history-used-to-be-fun-until.html' title='H+9: History used to be fun, until....'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-912101986628710981</id><published>2010-08-23T22:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:49:03.924+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>H+8: Where will I stand 5-6 years from today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Boleh gw jujur? Gw pengen &lt;b&gt;banget&lt;/b&gt; nikah. Gw pengen punya seseorang yang bisa gue temuin (selain keluarga inti) dari pagi-pagi buta, siang, dan sebelum gue memejamkan mata di malam hari. Gw pengen bisa ngerencanain segala macam hal dari yg paling sepele, sampe yang paling besar sama dia. I'll tell you a secret, gw paling suka belanja kebutuhan rumah di Ace Hardware or you know, like the one in Senayan City? Ah, milih-milih furniture, TV, kebutuhan dapur, kamar mandi, dll excites me! Kayaknya super duper ultimate seru :D Itu hal pertama yang paling gue nantiin if I'm married, &lt;i&gt;tentunya&lt;/i&gt; setelah punya tempat tinggal sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THKUJg2unQI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Aw2yG3YXEIo/s1600/as" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THKUJg2unQI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Aw2yG3YXEIo/s320/as" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi, gw udah planning kalo gue nikah nanti gue gamau langsung punya rumah sendiri. Gw pengen tinggal di apartment minimalis, ga terlalu deket sama kota, dan cuma punya 1 pembantu yang pulang-pergi setiap harinya. Kenapa gw milih apartment, karena gue rasa awal-awal nikah kayaknya kemungkinan untuk punya rumah langsung tuh quite impossible (kecuali suami lo udah kerja lebih dr 10 tahun, dan penghasilannya super wow). Oh, it reminds me of a random conversation I had with Ucup a week ago:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THKV7c32wNI/AAAAAAAAAws/5TQoMKXAKck/s1600/IMG_0227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THKV7c32wNI/AAAAAAAAAws/5TQoMKXAKck/s320/IMG_0227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ucup:&lt;/b&gt; Tapi kamu tau kan, aku pengen banget punya rumah sendiri. Kalo bisa sebelum nikah udah punya rumah sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Iya, tapi itu susah banget loh Pu. Cause you know, it's you. Dan bisa-bisa kalo kamu nunggu punya rumah dulu baru nikah, bisa-bisa kamu udah lebih dari 30 tahun! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(fyi: Ucup susah &lt;b&gt;banget&lt;/b&gt; disuruh hemat/nabung)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ucup:&lt;/b&gt; Iya sih... Emang kalo kamu maunya gimana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Kalo aku mau nya nanti kalo awal nikah, pengen tinggal di apartment sama 1 pembantu yg pulang-pergi tiap harinya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ucup:&lt;/b&gt; Apartment? Ga seruuu! Ga ada tetangganya, ntar ga bisa main&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Yee, tetep main dipikirin! Think of it this way, kalo kamu udah punya rumah sendiri pas awal-awal nikah it will be uber boring! Kamu masih berdua aja sama istri kamu, belum ada anak kan? Yaa kecuali kalo pas nikah kamu udah umur 30 baru lah langsung punya anak gapapa, aku sih gamau punya anak cepet-cepet (kalo nikah di bawah umur 25) mau pacaran dulu lagi yang halal kalo habis nikah hehe. Nah terus, emang siap gitu ngurus rumah? Rumah itu ga gampang loh ngurus ini itu nya. Tapi kamu mana mikir yang begituan, kamu kan cowo. Cowo cuma bisa mikir 1 hal, dan sblum 1 hal itu ke-cek list kamu ga akan bisa mikir yg lain, beda sm cewek. Terus kita bakal spent most of our time setiap harinya not at home, we'll be working jadi buat apa punya rumah dulu? Apartment kan gampang, it's not as big as a house, terus bersih-bersih udah ada pembantu, security udah terjamin, pkoknya you have anything you want for a fresh marriage life if you live in an apartment. Well, ya itu menurut aku ya. Aku sih maunya gitu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ucup:&lt;/b&gt; Iya sih ya, kalo cowo kan mikirnya cuma 1 dan bakal fokus ke situ. Kalo cewe kan mikirnya banyak, mikirin kerjaan lah, mikir masak apa lah, dll... Apa lagi aku ya! Aku mana bisa mikir begituan, males&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Beeeegitulah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ucup:&lt;/b&gt; Ih si sayang pinter deh! Ga nyangka... Unyuu menyeee, udah mulai cocok jadi istri hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess, secara ga sadar gue udah ngeplan secara garis besar soal my marriage life. Like for example: I want an outdoor wedding, with simple decoration dan &lt;b&gt;engga mau sama sekali&lt;/b&gt; resepsi di gedung! SUMPEK! Terus I want 2 children, twins, a boy and a girl... 3 will be okay, but 3 is enough. I don't know, is it just me or is it really every girls habit to plan out their D-Day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THKUnadj4-I/AAAAAAAAAwk/Qnu7ImLDo24/s1600/asss" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THKUnadj4-I/AAAAAAAAAwk/Qnu7ImLDo24/s320/asss" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi itu bukan berarti gue pengen buru-buru nikah.&lt;b&gt; NOPE&lt;/b&gt;. Sama sekali t-i-d-a-k. Na'ah. Umur termuda gue mau nikah is probably 24-25, lebih muda dari itu err kayaknya engga deh. And besides, gue selalu mikir this way &lt;i&gt;"Well, you see... Lo pasti berharap lo nikah cuma sekali dan gamau cerai kan? So that means, once you're married you'll lose your freedom that you used to have when you're single. AND, kalo lo udah nikah and eventually punya anak... You can't be selfish, you can't just think about yourself. You have your husband (or wife) and your kids to think about. Then why rush into marriage? Lo hidup cuma sekali, muda cuma sebentar dan sisa hidup lo... Lo bakal habisin untuk ngurus anak dan pasangan lo, and you can't turn back. Jadi, nikmatin masa muda lo selagi lo bisa. Cause once you're married, you have to commit to it and you can never say 'ah I wish I didn't get married too soon'. Cause believe me, I've heard and seen that a lot. Dan gue gamau jadi salah satu diantara mreka. Gw mau, when I am married... Emang udah pure siap dan gue udah yakin sama pendamping gue yang insyallah bener-bener bisa ngertiin &amp;amp; nerima gue apa adanya."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pffftt, I sound so old! (&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; - )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anywho. Yeah... Marriage is great, but I guess I'll see you in the next 5-6 years from today. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Cheerio xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-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/37734180-912101986628710981?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/912101986628710981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=912101986628710981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/912101986628710981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/912101986628710981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h8-where-will-i-stand-5-6-years-from.html' title='H+8: Where will I stand 5-6 years from today?'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THKUJg2unQI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Aw2yG3YXEIo/s72-c/as' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-2054213119061848249</id><published>2010-08-22T21:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:49:10.055+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>H+7: Music is like a heatbeat. It follows you everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Music sucks. I hate music. Cause music is everywhere. I can't seem to find a day without listening to it, it's addictive and yet I hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate music cause it always reminds me on how I am so desperately want to know how to play musical instruments, but I can't. I hate music cause it's always reminds me on every single moment that had happened while I'm listening to a particular song. Music just... tells so many stories, in just 3-4 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THE2tOe3vDI/AAAAAAAAAv8/s1g-T3qk6V0/s1600/images2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THE2tOe3vDI/AAAAAAAAAv8/s1g-T3qk6V0/s320/images2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fun fact #1: I cried when I heard they're breaking-up in 2005&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fun fact #2: I cried (again) when I heard they're re-united last year&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fun fact #3: F*ck, I have to see Mark before I die!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Every relationships I had always introduces me to a new genre of music I never thought I would listen. Like once I dated a guy who introduces me to punk-alternative such as Blink-182, Simple Plan, etc. While beforehand, the type of music I listen to was Hilary Duff, Westlife, F4, Backstreet Boys. But guess what, punk-alternative? I LOVE IT. Up until now, that would be my most fav genre in music history. You can check my iTunes if you don't believe me. Then, I dated a guy who introduces me to indies and rock type of music. Not liking it too much, but you know there's always a song or two that could stuck in my head and I could play it on repeat for a period of time. And the current relationship I have right now, introduces me to a not-so-new type of genre, Korean. It's not a new thing for me, really. Cause in 7th grade, I love Mandarin music. In 9th grade, I gave my heart to L'Arc~en~Ciel which is a Japanese band. And now, Big Bang have again, stolen my heart. Ooh, and it's a Korean music. (I guess I have a thing for Asian boys)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THE27PzMCJI/AAAAAAAAAwE/BdWCutVgwIg/s1600/images3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THE27PzMCJI/AAAAAAAAAwE/BdWCutVgwIg/s320/images3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fun fact: I used to listen to their songs all the time (my boyfriend gave me) but, I started liking them (and their music) not because my boyfriend always giving me their songs but when I randomly youtube-d their videos and realizing there's this uber-cute guy named Choi (T.O.P - right side) and he has the most killer eyes e-v-e-r!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know, I guess I'm the type of person who opens up about music and basically listen to all sort of music, and I don't really care what others think about my taste in music. But still... that doesn't change the fact that music sucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;You wanna know why I say music sucks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Since earlier I told you every relationships I had always introduces me to a new genre, which happens to be cool and you know I could fall for, but... Every time I break up, music &lt;i&gt;is and the only&lt;/i&gt; connection I have that could reminds me of my past relationship. And that sucks. Real bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THE2JjjpGlI/AAAAAAAAAv0/sewaieSmzRQ/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THE2JjjpGlI/AAAAAAAAAv0/sewaieSmzRQ/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fun fact: I used to debate who's the most awesome band ever between FOB and Blink-182 with my ex, and we could spent hours debating about it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Every time I break up with someone, I suddenly stop listening to that particular music I used to listen to when I'm with him. It's actually pretty weird, the reason I have for stop listening to music but that's me! Like a few years ago, me and my ex could just sing to every Fall Out Boy songs but when I broke up with him... Every time I hear a Fall Out Boy's songs, I could just grab and stuck a cotton inside my ears until it finishes. I don't know, music could hurt me sometimes. And I just started listening to Fall Out Boy &lt;i&gt;again &lt;/i&gt;about a couple months ago, and it still have its memories which I honestly don't want to recall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Music is just too awesome, it sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;That's what I think, and I'm keeping it that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THE4gTDjP3I/AAAAAAAAAwM/NU6MjvmD6eI/s1600/images4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THE4gTDjP3I/AAAAAAAAAwM/NU6MjvmD6eI/s320/images4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fun fact: Tetsuya Ogawa (bassist - left side) is my second obsession (after Mark Hoppus, Blink-182). And I also have to see him in Japan, before I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ooh!&lt;/b&gt; I have a huge thing for musician, especially bassist. Mark Hoppus from Blink-182 and Tetsuya Ogawa from L'Arc~en~Ciel are both very smokin' hot bassists, there's other bassists that I adore but is not that important to put here. And for the love of God I hope I could have the chance to be a bassist's girlfriend or something in the future (amin!!!). They're just uber smexy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-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/37734180-2054213119061848249?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/2054213119061848249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=2054213119061848249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2054213119061848249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2054213119061848249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h7-music-is-like-heatbeat-it-follows.html' title='H+7: Music is like a heatbeat. It follows you everywhere'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THE2tOe3vDI/AAAAAAAAAv8/s1g-T3qk6V0/s72-c/images2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-8834992500238149892</id><published>2010-08-21T21:30:00.025+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:50:04.806+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>H+6: Kenalan Yuk Sama Melin! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can I be honest? Gue mulai kehabisan topik mau nulis apa, ow no! Dan ini baru hari ke 6 x|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I am a (very) random person, I wanna post something random about me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TG_5oODFZwI/AAAAAAAAAvc/7UfziQwQZ8I/s1600/IMG_0260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TG_5oODFZwI/AAAAAAAAAvc/7UfziQwQZ8I/s320/IMG_0260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#randomhabits:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kalo lagi mandi or pake body lotion or anything. Gue selalu meng-anak emas-kan tubuh bagian kanan gue, jadi misalnya lagi pake sabun yang paling banyak gue kasih sabun dan gosok lebih lama pasti bagian kanan. I have absolutely no idea why, but that's what I do dari dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm not a planner, I'm a spontaneous person. But when it comes to going out, I can be extremely perfectionist on where to go, when, with who, etc. Ini rada menyebalkan memang, cause I like things to go well, jadi kadang kalo it went wrong my mood will drastically drop. Like, really D-R-O-P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Di saat mandi, I have my own list on what to do after this and that. Biasanya pas gue baru masuk kamar mandi, gue pipis dulu. Baru undress, then shampoo, bilas, conditioner, ngejepit rambut dengan conditioner masih nempel di rambut, "bersih-bersih", sabunan, bilas, bengong, cuci muka, bengong, handukan badan, handukan rambut, ngebuntel-buntel rambut di handuk, pake undies baru gosok gigi. Weird, huh? Dan biasanya kalo gue ga ngelakuin as exactly like I always do, pasti pas slese mandi gue ngerasa kayak ada yg kurang, walau pun sebetulnya udah semua. This thing apply juga pas gue lg dandan, hahaha LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue insomnia dari tahun 2005 atau 2006, dan biasanya kalo gue ga bisa tidur I make dreams. People call it "day-dreaming" ato "berkhayal" tp gue manggilnya bikin mimpi hehe. Tapi, gue ngelakuinnya harus in a dark place terus posisi tidur harus miring ke kanan. I can never be asleep kalo posisi tidur gue terlentang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I always chew food on my left side. Ga ngerti kenapa tapi ini jadi kebiasaan yg gue baru sadarin beberapa minggu/bulan terakhir ini. Dan sejak gue ngeh akan habit gue, gue selalu nyoba untuk ngunyah di bagian kanan tapi baru sadar gue ngelakuin habit gue lagi dan lagi selalu after I chew on the left side. Pas gue pindah, it just... doesn't feel right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Setelah belanja bulanan, I always take some part of the snacks &amp;amp; drinks to my room. This is because, adek gue tipe orang yang orangnya ngemil mulu dan ga pernah sadar kalo dia yang selalu ngabisin snacks. Jadi kalo gue ga ngambil - dan gue tipe org yg sebetulnya jarang ngemil - dan pas akhirnya gue baru mau ngemil, pasti udah tinggal sisa-sisa doang or even worst biasanya udah abis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sebelum tidur, gue harus ngelakuin what I called 3-steps (tapi sekarang jadi lebih). They are: pipis, gosok gigi, cuci muka (And of course, in exact orders). But now, I also need to drink water and use lip balm first. After that, baru baca doa and sleep :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Selalu bawa kamera kemana pun gue pergi. Even thou my phone has a well yeah not-bad camera quality, tapi bringing at least a pocket camera is a must for me. I like to... mengabadikan sebuah kenangan singkat dalam hidup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#randomfacts:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tidak suka jalan-jalan sendiri. Daripada gue jalan-jalan kemana sendirian, mendingan di rumah. I don't like being in a crowded place, especially if I'm alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This blog was actually made by me in 2006, karena gue lagi suka-sukanya nulis poet2 emo karena lagi super naksir sama temen gue kelas 1 SMA. Lol. Temen-temen Global pasti tau siapa, hahahaha :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm a dog person, 100%. Tidak peduli dengan apa kata agama yg bilang anjing itu najis atau apa lah, I just love dogs so much and always will. Gw harus pnya pet anjing if I'm married later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Awal dari kesukaan gue ngoleksi Jack (Nightmare before Christmas) sebetulnya sangat tidak disengaja. Gue inget I was in Citos, back in 2006, terus di cashier nya dijual Jack stuffs. I bought some of them, trus pas gue bawa ke sekolah (waktu itu I bought a phone straps) semua orang tiba-tiba langsung nge-assume I collect Jack, which I'm not... yet. Tapi pas gue liat-liat, Jack lucu juga yaa. Dari situ gue jadi tergila-gila deh :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saya jauh lebih ingin belajar bahasa Jepang, dibanding belajar bahasa Perancis, Rusia, dll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue paling ga bisa ngga ngutak-atik gadgets baru yg gue punya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue belajar nyetir, ga pake les-les-an. Cuma by seeing others doing it. I'm the type of person who can learn just by seeing others doing it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gw bicara pake bahasa inggris dari gue umur 3 or 4 years old. Masih super duper hancur, tapi yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue ga pernah ketemu Ayah gue dari umur... I don't know. Yep, segitu lamanya sampe gue ga bs inget. Oh and yeah, my mom and dad got divorced when I'm 1 or 2 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most effective position yang udah pasti bikin gue terlelap adalah tengkurap. But I think that position will give me a bad side effects to my bo0bs, jd gue ga mau sering-sering. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am so effin' weak with guys wearing hats. Mau jelek kayak apa, kalo dia pake topi pasti jadi lebih "naik" gitu level kejelekannya. So if you're trying to make me like you, use hats. Lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gw udah pernah pacaran 7x (my current relationship is with the 7th boyfriend). Had 6 exs, 2 selingkuhan, 2 yang engga terlalu gue hitung pacarannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Belum pernah jadian sampe bertahun-tahun. Paling lama euhm, cuma 8 bulan. So I'm working my ass off in this current relationship, but you know... We'll see. *muka licik*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Paling ga suka going to bed, tapi sekali udah tidur gamau pernah bangun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hated seafood my whole life, but super in love with them now. When and how? I have no idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue orang Padang - Jawa, tapi kayaknya darah Padang gue lebih kentel di hal makanan cause I cannot eat without sambel. Makan apa aja deh, h-a-r-u-s ada bau-bau cabe/sambel. Kalo engga tuh, malah gue mending ga makan karena kalo makan tanpa ada yg pedes-pedes malah bikin mual! But guess what? My boyfriend is Padangnese too, tapi tetep gue yang lebih tahan makan yang pedes-pedes ketimbang dia. MUAHAHAHA! I feel proud, very proud of myself (6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I like the number 28 and 182. 28 from my birthday, 182 from my #1 most fav band ever :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wanted to get rid of my "Tweet This" icon (below my signature), but I don't know how. Since my ex boyfriend helped me designed this blog, so I am clueless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just edited my "T0odles!" with "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo" last night. From American style, to British style. Huh, what do ya think?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue &lt;i&gt;baru&lt;/i&gt; sadar beberapa bulan lalu, but... I LOVE CHEESE. So much. So bad. ARGH! Apa pun yang berbau keju, pastiiii gue suka. Omagah, I can't get enough of cheese and that's bad... Cause it will make me fat! x \ BOO-HOO!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THADhd9C4tI/AAAAAAAAAvs/iAT2nQgG64o/s1600/snacks%26drinks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/THADhd9C4tI/AAAAAAAAAvs/iAT2nQgG64o/s320/snacks%26drinks.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cheese are everywhereeee~ I'm a happy kid! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TG_5XlfjveI/AAAAAAAAAvU/z4q8U_lBcik/s1600/IMG_0249+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TG_5XlfjveI/AAAAAAAAAvU/z4q8U_lBcik/s320/IMG_0249+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Koleksi Jack gw so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ada yg mau nambahin? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheerio xo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-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/37734180-8834992500238149892?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/8834992500238149892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=8834992500238149892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8834992500238149892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8834992500238149892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h6-kenalan-yuk-sama-melin.html' title='H+6: Kenalan Yuk Sama Melin! :)'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TG_5oODFZwI/AAAAAAAAAvc/7UfziQwQZ8I/s72-c/IMG_0260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-1285494945500347456</id><published>2010-08-20T23:39:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:50:13.898+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>H+5: Sesuatu Yang Nyaman Untukmu, Kadang Bisa Membuat Orang Merasa Risih</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So for the past week I've been watching How I Met Your Mother, season 1. It kinda reminds me of a group of people that I knew that always hang with the same person for over, oh I don't know, more than 6 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Menurut gue itu aneh. Don't get mad at me or anything, I'm just saying from my point of view. Karena apa yah, I mean, oke lah kalo lo berteman bisa selama itu dan it's awesome to know that. It would be totally normal if you just hang for like every couple of weeks, or yah seminggu sekali on weekend would be great. But, every 2-3 days? Seriously, guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue emang bukan tipe orang yang bergaul dengan orang yang sama terus-terusan, and selama itu. I get bored easily if I stick for too long with the same group of people. I don't say what those people are doing is weird or anything but, seriously? Every 2-3 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dari kecil gue selalu pindah-pindah. I was born in Jogja, lived for a few years in Surabaya, started staying in Jakarta when I was 3 until 7 then moved again to Jogja for less than a year and after that I stayed in Jakarta my whole life (or at least, up until this second). Sekolah gue pun juga pindah-pindah, tapi setelah umur 8 I always went to the same school sampe gue graduate in every level. SD 2 cawu 2 sampe lulus SD gue di SD Gunung 01 Kebayoran Lama. Gue pengeeeen banget bisa lanjutin ke SMP 11 atau 19 bareng temen-temen SD gue yg lain, tp orang tua ngelarang karena denger rumors kurang baik tentang sekolah itu. So I went to this stupid school named Delima School in Kemang. Secara emang dari awal gue sangat sangat tidak suka dan tidak setuju untuk sekolah di situ, jadi gue cuma mampu bertahan untuk 1 semester. And thank God akhirnya orang tua gue sepemikiran kalo Delima emang yah, sucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So then my parents moved me to Global Jaya di Bintaro. I survived there until I'm in year 11. Dan di sana pun gue main selalu sama orang yang berbeda, I only stick to this one person that I called my bestest friend, namanya Adelia Arif. But she moved when we graduate junior high, so there I am... best friend-less. But even so, gue tetep contact sama dia. Kita tetep selalu jalan bareng every few months, and that's it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mungkin emang dasarnya gue bukan tipe orang yang bisa terbuka dan menganggap semua orang sebagai "teman baik gue loh" or "you're my bestest best best friend EVER" dan ini bukan juga merupakan sebuah kesalahan, karena emang it's hard for me to trust people cause I've gone through a lot of problems with trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But the thing I want to point out is: why do you hang with the same people every single day for more than 6 years? Don't you get bored seeing them all the time? Don't you have any other friends you can hang other than them in a regular basis? Don't you have any boyfriend/girlfriend that you should taken care of? Will you &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; have enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maksud gue, kalo lo punya pacar tapi terus-terusan ketemu sahabat lo dan lo jadi mentelantarkan pacar lo... Ngapain lo cari pacar? Pacarin aja sana sahabat lo! I guess they just got too comfortable with their little comfy zone. I'm not saying it's not cool or anything, but it's just... super weird for me. Dan itu merugikan buat orang lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS: bagi yang ngerasa, please jangan marah. This is just my curiousity and I just could not answer it, so I'm writing it in my blog so if the future me opens up this post again, I'm hoping she could finally have the answer(s). Peace out \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-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/37734180-1285494945500347456?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/1285494945500347456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=1285494945500347456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1285494945500347456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1285494945500347456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h5-sesuatu-yang-nyaman-untukmu-kadang.html' title='H+5: Sesuatu Yang Nyaman Untukmu, Kadang Bisa Membuat Orang Merasa Risih'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-567655207948093098</id><published>2010-08-20T01:24:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:50:23.379+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><title type='text'>H+4: closure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's been two years.......&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And yet, you're still here inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I thought I've moved on, but I guess it's just so hard to resist you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I have to, it's a torture for me and them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're just.... the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're the best, even though you failed sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're the best, even if we had to go through everything we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're the best, cause you're... you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why can't I accept the others for being who they are like I did to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why do I keep on comparing them to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear #4, hey how are you? Hope you're doing great. Do you still eat instant noodles for you sahur? I hope not cause if you do, I will be mad at you. And so is your mom. Well but I hope you can manage everything, including yourself a lot better than you used to a couple years ago. It's your 3rd year there, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well this is kinda awkward, writing to you indirectly like this. Hmm. I have no other option I guess, and I'm just too scared that you'll reject me if I contact you via other services, just like what you did 2 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay let's move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm just gonna say what I wanted to say for a very long time, probably for the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With you, I can be whoever I wanted to be. Without even having the feeling of being scared that you'll judge me a-z. You accept me for being who I am. Not hoping I change even just a tiny bit, just for your own sake. I'm grateful to be able to have the chance to know you, cause up until now it's so hard to find someone who accept me they way I am. Even though it's quite impossible and hard, I really wanted to be your friend again. Really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been trying to contact you, but don't know how or when is the right moment but I did. I asked for a favor from a friend of mine, who's also your friend. I told her to send my greetings to you, I didn't ask for detailed info about your reaction but what she told me kinda slapped me. Why? Well I guess I finally woken up. Nah, it's not important. I should just keep it to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So anywho, yeah. If your reading this (and still feel angry), I apologize for what I did to you back then. And if you don't mind, would you be my friend again? But, if it's too much to ask for... it's okay. Well then, I better close this post or I'll start writing something cheesy. I hope you're having a blast, and hope you're always... you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-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/37734180-567655207948093098?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/567655207948093098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=567655207948093098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/567655207948093098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/567655207948093098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h4-closure.html' title='H+4: closure'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-3533729941444555060</id><published>2010-08-17T23:44:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:50:35.148+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>H+3: Look who's here :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So uh, another new stuff that I got was this Macbook Pro. Since my old laptop is useless, it's been 4 years and &lt;i&gt;seseorang&lt;/i&gt; pernah secara &lt;b&gt;tidak bertanggung jawab&lt;/b&gt; ngutak-atik tanpa ngasih tau gue kalo spec laptop gue ga mampu buat semua yg dia rubah. Alhasil, dasarnya udah bangkotan di paksa nerima semua hal-hal yg ga kuat, dia tewas deh. Udah bener-bener hopeless sama laptop lama gue, diidupin bentar fan nya super kenceng dan panas dan.. mati tiba-tiba. It's always like that, &lt;i&gt;all the time&lt;/i&gt;. Udah gue tambahin RAM nya, ternyata ga ngefek. Udah nyoba di bawa service tapi gimana caranya mau diservice kalo dikit2 udah mati dulu? Hhh T_____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel terribly sad and guilty. If I knew my laptop wasn't compatible with those things that &lt;i&gt;creature&lt;/i&gt; put inside it, gue ga bakal deh maksain. Seenggaknya, laptop gue ga bakal tewas semengenaskan itu :"( bye bye Nec, thank you so much for the wonderful 4 years journey :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And, hello &lt;b&gt;Maccie&lt;/b&gt;! Please be kind to me, you're super duper sensitive and I can be&amp;nbsp; (super) reckless sometimes. Mwah, (gonna) love ya (so much)! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TGq6Du4nPQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/bFrX82jkSgs/s1600/IMG_0201+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TGq6Du4nPQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/bFrX82jkSgs/s320/IMG_0201+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS:&lt;/b&gt; Yep, I treat my gadgets as if they're my best super friends, so if anything bad happens to them... I will be as sad as if I heard something bad happen to my beloved ones. Or maybe more, cause so far all of my gadgets never hurt my feelings like most of the people I know in my life. That's why I treat them with love and care &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-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/37734180-3533729941444555060?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/3533729941444555060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=3533729941444555060&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/3533729941444555060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/3533729941444555060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h3-look-whos-here-d.html' title='H+3: Look who&apos;s here :D'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TGq6Du4nPQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/bFrX82jkSgs/s72-c/IMG_0201+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-2632269526468785473</id><published>2010-08-16T23:29:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:50:42.207+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>H+2: Hey, Cannie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue berduka, tepat 1 bulan (kurang 1 hari) lalu gue kehilangan belahan jiwa gue. Nikon D70s gue ilang dirampok orang waktu gue lagi ada acara di The Jungle Bogor, that place is fucked up. They lied to me and my family, saying &lt;i&gt;"ini baru kali pertama Bu, terjadi seperti ini" &lt;/i&gt;pffft you can KISS MY ASS. Ternyata pas gue ngurus ke kantor polisi, itu udah sering terjadi di sana, cuma pada gamau nge-claim aja ke The Jungle. Pemiliknya itu tuuhh, yg punya hp CDMA inisial E**A. Pantes tajir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anywho, gue nangis sesenggukan lamaaaa banget pas tau kamera gue ilang. Hhh, how can I not? I've been together with that camera for 4 years. Udah ngelewatin serangkai macam kenangan, dari pertama kali bener-bener ngedalamin photography, gaji pertama, etc. Yang bikin gue terharu, ternyata semua peduli sama perasaan gue huhuhu bahkan Kak Heri sampe nelfon gue pas gue ngetweet sumpah serapah di twitter. Pacar gue? Asik tidur pas gue lagi butuh, &lt;i&gt;as always.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, I moved on. Not entirely, but yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tapi syukur alhamdulillaaaah, a few days ago gue dapet pengganti kamera gue. Let's welcome Cannie :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TGli-mChznI/AAAAAAAAAu0/9c5FzdPr6Z4/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-16+at+22.25+%232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TGli-mChznI/AAAAAAAAAu0/9c5FzdPr6Z4/s320/Photo+on+2010-08-16+at+22.25+%232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TGljAB-AD5I/AAAAAAAAAu8/H7kDI-8uLcQ/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-16+at+22.26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TGljAB-AD5I/AAAAAAAAAu8/H7kDI-8uLcQ/s320/Photo+on+2010-08-16+at+22.26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TGljSJ1353I/AAAAAAAAAvE/5eNO-j293H8/s1600/IMG_0204+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TGljSJ1353I/AAAAAAAAAvE/5eNO-j293H8/s320/IMG_0204+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most of you will say I'm lucky to have a brand new Canon 500D (plus all of it's accessories) to replace my old Nikon D70s, I must say I am (thank God). Tapi gimana yah, tetep aja sedih kehilangan my old camera. Mau dia masih 6MP, mau dia berat kayak apa, mau dia old-fashioned, belom bisa video... I still love my Nikon so much :'((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It wasn't an easy thing to do, choosing a new camera. Gue sampe musti nanyain semua temen photographers gue, and ntah kenapa mereka semuanya nyaranin Canon -.-' Susah bangeeeeet ganti agama dari Nikon ke Canon, but yeah... Something new, won't hurt right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-2632269526468785473?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/2632269526468785473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=2632269526468785473&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2632269526468785473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2632269526468785473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h2-hey-cannie.html' title='H+2: Hey, Cannie!'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TGli-mChznI/AAAAAAAAAu0/9c5FzdPr6Z4/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-08-16+at+22.25+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-1427201258153729453</id><published>2010-08-15T23:27:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:50:56.090+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>H+1: Maaf, maaf aja nih</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;OHAYOU GOZAIMASUUU! Genki desuka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Omagah, udah lama bangeeet ga nulis blog! I feel like something is missing. Kesenangan gue menyampah di blog, jd rada terhambat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;hanya karena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;satu-dua comments di cbox yang rada nyelekit buat gue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;, buat siapa pun yang merasa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;tidak suka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;dengan tulisan di blog gue, please... Feel free to push the "close tab" or "close window" button. Gue tidak pernah memaksa orang ngebaca blog gue, apalagi memaksa orang untuk menyukai tulisan gue. Kalo kalian suka, syukur alhamdulillah. Kalo engga, ya it's up to you, I don't mind. Tapi tolong, keep ur rude words to yourself, buddy! Kay? ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Karena udah jarang nulis, there's so much I wanna share. And I will, one by one. Tapi, I'll share it day-per-day. Rada latah karena ngebaca&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://punyatara.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-hari-menulis.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;30 Hari Menulis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- nya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/alohatara"&gt;@Alohatara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;, jd bikin gue kepengen juga. Hihi. I'll start from tonight, and probably end it on 13 of September :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you're as excited as I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(Dan semoga aja gue bisa bener-bener nulis per-hari, lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-1427201258153729453?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/1427201258153729453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=1427201258153729453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1427201258153729453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1427201258153729453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/08/h1-maaf-maaf-aja-nih.html' title='H+1: Maaf, maaf aja nih'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-8679769983864032691</id><published>2010-06-18T16:53:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T18:04:08.917+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Human Nature? Oh, really</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"When you just broke up with someone, you tend to remember only the bad memories you had with them and ignoring the good ones. I guess that's just human nature."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gw nulis quote itu beberapa tahun lalu, a year or two maybe. Waktu itu salah seorang teman gw baru aja curhat tentang mantannya yang baru aja mutusin dia, trus ngejelek-jelekin dia ke semua orang. Dan ntah kenapa, gw langsung otomatis ngomong itu ke dia dan dia terpukau tapi sialnya dia ga percaya kalo itu gw yang nulis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;His story reminds me so much of myself. How I acted so childish back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Isn't it very ironic how we act so differently to one person after we break up with him/her? I mean, why should we do that? Is it true like what I quoted before, is it &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; human nature? Ataukah emang itu guilty pleasure kita? Sadly I am one of those people who tend to remember only the bad memories after I broke up with my exs. Dan, itu hal yang sangat gw sesalin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why do people do that? Why did &lt;i&gt;I &lt;/i&gt;do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bukankah dulu semua terasa menyenangkan? Saat kamu pertama kali berkenalan dengannya, memasuki masa penjajakan, sampai akhirnya bisa bersamanya? Penuh keceriaan kan? Ok, aku akui... Kadang pasti kita berantem dan rasa sebal itu muncul, tapi bukankah itu &lt;i&gt;bumbu&lt;/i&gt; dari suatu hubungan? Well, that's what I heard. Lalu kenapa setelah terucap 1 kata, itu semua berubah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wajar sih kalo baru pertama2 putus, pasti sebelnya bukan main. Tapi apa itu harus terus berlanjut, sampai-sampai lo jadi musuhan dan lost contact sama orang yang lo pernah sayangi? Sama orang yang biasanya selalu ada di keseharian lo? Kemana rasa sayang yang pernah terbangun selama beberapa bulan (bahkan tahun) itu pergi? Mungkinkah hanya dengan mengucap 1 kata, semua itu hilang tak berbekas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ada 1 orang yang pernah sangat amat berbekas di hidup gw. Perkenalan kita cukup standar, hanya lewat myspace dan berlanjut ke friendster dan MSN. Masa penjajakan kita pun, bisa terbilang unik karena kita sama sekali ga pernah ketemu. Orang-orang pun juga bingung kenapa kita yang notabene hanya senior-junior di sekolah, bisa tiba-tiba deket pas doi udah lulus SMA? Tapi karena kita sama-sama merasa nyaman ngejalanin apa adanya, jadi kita cuek aja sama apa kata orang. Banyak orang udah menyimpulkan kita udah jadian, padahal... kita bener-bener cuma sebatas teman aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cinta datang karena terbiasa&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Itu cocok banget buat ngedeskripsiin hubungan kita. Karena terlalu seringnya ngobrol, rasa suka berlanjut sayang pun muncul. Kita pun akhirnya jadian. Waktu jadian dan memasuki bulan-bulan ketiga-keempat, frictions starts to show itself. Kita jadi sering ribut, over something really silly. It happens quite a lot. Ekpektasi pun mulai muncul di antara kita untuk satu sama lain, itu juga jadi pemicu terbesar. Sampai akhirnya kita sama-sama lelah, dan hubungan berakhir di bulan ke 7 lewat beberapa hari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Setelah itu, yah karena gw masih sangat muda, gw pun bertingkah kekanakan. I bad talk him in front of others, even in one of the social service where he can actually see it. Dia pun gerah dengan sikap gw itu dan mengirim pesan ke gw. Pesan itu, terakhir kalinya gw dan dia ngomong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Until now, I regret every single thing I did that might have hurt his feelings. I've apologize to him (sayangnya ga secara langsung), but sometimes when you realized you did something wrong... It is all just too late to fix. Tapi gw dalam hati ga pernah berhenti yakin kalo gw suatu saat bisa temenan lagi sama dia, coz he really is a good friend. He is so far, my best I ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Emang sih waktu awal-awal putus, all I think about was our bad memories. Tapi semakin ke sini, gue malah semakin sadar tentang baik-baiknya dia. Telat banget emang, yah seenggaknya itu bisa membuat gw sadar gw bikin salah dan berusaha ga ngelakuin lagi. Hee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gw iri sama orang-orang yang bisa temenan sama mantan-mantannya, seru aja gitu bisa temenan sama bekas pacar lo. Yah, walau pun emang sih biasanya kalo lo temenan sama mantan lo pasti bikin rada ga enak di posisi pacar baru lo. Pengen deh bisa gitu tapi, semoga kesampean. Ga usah muluk-muluk, sama #4 aja udah cukup :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-8679769983864032691?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/8679769983864032691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=8679769983864032691&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8679769983864032691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8679769983864032691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/06/human-nature-oh-really.html' title='Human Nature? Oh, really'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-8479222406945154824</id><published>2010-06-11T18:12:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:51:34.954+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Choi Seung Hyun XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya jatuh cinta. Jatuh cinta sekali. Sama orang yang baru dikenal 1-2 minggu terakhir. Kenalan resminya. Kalo ga resminya sih, udah 4 bulan yang lalu. Kyaaaa &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBIPJSaJVwI/AAAAAAAAAuM/R6onWTKN9Jg/s1600/Big_Bang_T_O_P_29072009003340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBIPJSaJVwI/AAAAAAAAAuM/R6onWTKN9Jg/s320/Big_Bang_T_O_P_29072009003340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBIPKuqi9lI/AAAAAAAAAuU/i0yfFSy4o4Y/s1600/top127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBIPKuqi9lI/AAAAAAAAAuU/i0yfFSy4o4Y/s320/top127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBIPZa6qOII/AAAAAAAAAuc/R5Ndo6uyBVQ/s1600/1_850608737l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBIPZa6qOII/AAAAAAAAAuc/R5Ndo6uyBVQ/s320/1_850608737l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBIPxt5dr3I/AAAAAAAAAuk/uFZ9xPu4JBo/s1600/Topteddybear.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBIPxt5dr3I/AAAAAAAAAuk/uFZ9xPu4JBo/s320/Topteddybear.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NYERAH BANGET!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I fell in love with &lt;b&gt;Choi Seung Hyun&lt;/b&gt; when I first saw his group's MV (Music Video) "Haru-Haru". Oh, grupnya Big Bang by the way. Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F9XOw2AitRI&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;Haru Haru - Big Bang&lt;/a&gt;. Pertama kali liat dia sih sebetulnya pas dikasih nonton video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WLEuWZ31PBs"&gt;Lollipop part 2 - Big Bang&lt;/a&gt; sama pacar, di situ tapi gue ngeliatnya cuma sebatas&lt;i&gt; "Ih, yang itu gayanya mirip Gabe nya Cobra Starship deh! Lucu"&lt;/i&gt; tapi that's it. Eh, pas beberapa waktu lalu ngasih tunjuk (rada nge-doktrin sih) ke Tasya, gw langsung &lt;i&gt;"WHOA! Parah bet, kok itu lucu? Kyaaa"&lt;/i&gt;. Dan dari situ, mulai tergila-gila sama Choi. Nama artis nya sih TOP, tapi gue mau beda sendiri dooong. Muahahaha, jadi gw tetep manggil dia Choi. Lebih lucu juga ketimbang TOP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Liat deh liat deh, sampe wallpaper gue pun:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBITk72L5cI/AAAAAAAAAus/r5tH-6ulZ7Y/s1600/32023_10150179686180037_695660036_12802866_8114517_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBITk72L5cI/AAAAAAAAAus/r5tH-6ulZ7Y/s320/32023_10150179686180037_695660036_12802866_8114517_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;HA. HA. HA. ajadimalu :$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Up until now, belom terlalu research gimana-gimana sih tentang dia. Habis he's a Korean, and kalo mau ngestalk artis Korea tuh rada PR! Pasti ada variety show nya, pasti ada di acara-acara musik live, pasti punya acara musik nya sendiri, dll. Zzz dan gw tipe orang yang males search kalo lagi ga random! Huehehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau ga yang bikin gue sukaaaaa banget sama Choi apa? MUKANYA GALAK! Hahaha :D Aneh abis yah, tapi gitu deh. Mukanya galak trus bandel-bandel gimanaaa gitu, he has a bad boy look that no girl can ever resist :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh~ Saranghaeeee Choiii :* :* :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-8479222406945154824?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/8479222406945154824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=8479222406945154824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8479222406945154824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8479222406945154824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/06/choi-seung-hyun-xd.html' title='Choi Seung Hyun XD'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TBIPJSaJVwI/AAAAAAAAAuM/R6onWTKN9Jg/s72-c/Big_Bang_T_O_P_29072009003340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-3292896460576081598</id><published>2010-05-24T18:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:51:46.401+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>The Big Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tak pernah setengah hati&lt;br /&gt;Ku mencintaimu, ku memiliki dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Setulus-tulusnya jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Ku serahkan semua hanya untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak pernah aku niati untuk melukaimu&lt;br /&gt;Atau meninggalkan dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Sesal ku selalu bila tak sengaja&lt;br /&gt;Aku buat kau menangis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memiliki mencintai dirimu kasihku&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan pernah membuat diriku menyesal&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh matiku&lt;br /&gt;Hidupku 'kan selalu membutuhkan kamu&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tak Pernah Setengah Hati - Tompi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Bukankah ini menyedihkan, di saat kita sedang menyayangi seseorang dan ingin memberikan yang terbaik untuknya tapi seseorang tersebut malah berkelakuan 180 derajat berbeda dari harapan kita? Sedangkan, yang bisa kita lakukan hanyalah menelan mentah-mentah rasa kecewa itu. Apa-apaan itu? Apakah ini yang disebut mereka dengan perasaan "sayang" ataukah we're just plain stupid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sering kali kita merasa letih, ingin sekali rasanya melepas orang itu tapi kita tidak sanggup. Mungkin dikarenakan kita telah merasa cocok (dengan segala macam kekurangan dan kelebihannya) atau, kita nya saja yang kepala batu. Kita tau, bila terus-terusan bertahan dengannya kemungkinan yang terjadi adalah kita terus-terusan merasakan kekecewaan yang lebih sering menetap dibandingkan dengan kebahagiaan yang sementara dan datangnya pun &lt;i&gt;ogah-ogahan&lt;/i&gt;. Tapi apa daya, sudah sayang bukan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Yang jadi pertanyaan adalah: &lt;i&gt;Kenapa kita sebagai manusia kekeuh dengan pendapat kita untuk terus-terusan mencoba bertahan dengan seseorang yang sangat kita sayang padahal dia lah yang paling sering menjadi sumber utama kita sakit hati?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just can never understand why. And yet, I'm one of those people who did that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;T0odles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-3292896460576081598?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/3292896460576081598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=3292896460576081598&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/3292896460576081598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/3292896460576081598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/05/big-q.html' title='The Big Q'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-5952148185302166023</id><published>2010-04-20T01:55:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:52:24.675+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>#kaen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="copy" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girl, my heart is for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and you can’t imagine how much I love you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;now tonight, I’m right here with you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I do wanna do the things that we do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;coz baby girl I don’t ever want to let you go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you for sure,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I don’t wanna stop this flow baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;coz I don’t know if I could let you go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my love is for real, and I know exactly how you feel, baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I’ll give you everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but as long as you give me everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I’ll try to treat you right&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;since you wake up till I kiss you goodnight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;coz you know that nothing is impossible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;as long we hold on we’ll be unbreakable&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when you know that nothing is impossible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;as long we hold on we’ll be unbreakable&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and you know that nothing is impossible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;as long we hold on we’ll be unbreakable&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and you know that nothing is impossible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh no, come sing it with me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don’t ever want to let you go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you for sure and I don’t wanna stop this flow, baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;coz I don’t know if I could let you go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my love is for real, and I know exactly how you feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don’t ever want to let you go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you for sure and I don’t wanna stop this flow baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;coz I don’t know if I could let you go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my love is for real and I know exactly how you feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girl, my heart is for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and you can’t imagine how much I love you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Piano - Ran ft. Andi Rianto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Kali pertama gue ngedenger lagu ini, was in Bandung. Last February. My boyfriend sang it for me. It was a random thought of him, karena kita berdua lagi perjalanan dan dia dengan cuek bebeknya nyanyi ini sambil gaya sok sweet padahal lagi nyetir. Waktu pertama kali denger liriknya, I thought &lt;i&gt;"Aww, so sweeeeet"&lt;/i&gt; especially when someone that you like sings it for you. But then again, since it's me and my boyfriend I instantly said &lt;i&gt;"KAEEEEENNN WOOO!"&lt;/i&gt; lalu dia merengut dan gue tertawa puas :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ucup.&lt;/b&gt; We've been together for 2 1/2 months now, belom lama emang tapi kita sama-sama ngerasa kalo ntah kenapa kita jadian kayak udah lamaaaa banget (#lebay). It feels like we've known each other more than 6 months, padahaaaaal kenal juga belom sampe 3 bulan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Bersama Ucup, gue udah belajar sangat banyak. He has given me so much in so little time. Percaya atau engga, di bulan pertama jadian aja gue udah 5x dibikin nangis sama dia. Many people was shocked, but I didn't. Gue tau itulah resiko gue menerima orang segitu cepatnya. Itulah konsekuensi keteledoran gue. But hey, gue ga nyesel! I thought of it as another new experience in my love life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tapi emang sih, mungkin di bulan pertama itu gue masih bener-bener kaget dengan segala macem tetek bengek pacaran bersama Ucup. Secara, he's a complete stranger to me. Who is he? What are his favorite things to do? What are his hobbies? What music does he listens to? Etc. I don't know any of those things about him, I'm clueless. And he's pretty clueless as well about me. Itulah yang bikin kita bentrok, yang bikin kita ga sync; karena kita belum mengenal satu sama lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I get used to it though. Gue terbiasa dengan kekecewaan gue yang dikasih Ucup. Gue terbiasa dengan ke-tidak pekaan, tidak dewasa, keleletan, dan segala macemnya UCUP. I'm tired though, I really am. Sampai akhirnya gue tiba di satu titik di mana gue merasa muak dengan semuanya and I.... just simply give up on hoping. Gue mulai terbiasa dengan tidak berharap, karena semakin gue berharap semakin sakit gue rasa. Jadi, buat apa berharap? Dan hey, it works better for me, and Ucup as well :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eh, tapi jangan berpikir Ucup segitu buruknya. Engga, he's not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad. I said this to one of my friend, a couple weeks earlier &lt;i&gt;"Kalo aja yaa, Ucup itu ga segitu ga peka nya... Ga segitu bocahnya... Ga segitu cueknya, dll... He might be one of the most perfect boyfriend you could ever wish for"&lt;/i&gt; tapi lalu temen gue tidak setuju, cause it's true no one is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;On our 2nd month anniversary, Ucup gave me this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S8yfxN1MmWI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TWNi-sESR7o/s1600/IMG00312-20100411-0015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S8yfxN1MmWI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TWNi-sESR7o/s320/IMG00312-20100411-0015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Aaaa, gue seneng bukan main dapet teddy bear itu. I've always loved teddy bears dan itu kali pertama gue dapet dari pacar, hihihi. We named him, &lt;b&gt;Adjhu&lt;/b&gt;. Itu bukan satu-satunya hal manis yang dilakuin Ucup kok. Pernah, just a week ago, we were fighting karena he was too busy with his bb dan gue super dicuekin. Dan gue, bukan tipe orang yang ngomong kalo gue bete jadi gue ngambek dan diemin dia. Bukannya membaik, eeehh dia makin menjadi dan bener-bener nyuekin gue. I was really pissed so I took off (kita waktu itu lagi di Citos) to Jco, eating Jcool hehe. Gue sengaja duduk ngadep ke dalemnya Jco, so if either him or my mom nyari ga bakal terlalu ketara but after a while in there duduk diem dengerin iPod sambil makan jcool, tiba-tiba dia nyamperin. Awalnya sempet dingin-dinginan but then dia mulai ngelakuin hal-hal absurd dan cair lah suasana awkward di antara kita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;There's a lot more good sides of Ucup that I really like, seperti dia pernah rela bolos kuliah dan skip quiz cuma karena waktu itu I was too sick (and lazy) to drive home and pick up my brothers again jadi kita ga jadi pulang. Lalu, dia mengerti ke-moody-an gue. Gue musti bersyukur sih, karena alhamdulillah, kalo gue yang lagi bocah dia bisa ngimbangin dan berpikir (agak) dewasa... Vice versa. Hee ; b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It's been a pretty awesome journey, what Ucup and I been through so far. And I would like to travel more with him on this journey, let's just pray nothing bad happens, amiiiiin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S8yjKGrMyRI/AAAAAAAAAuE/uh2FeX7ysBg/s1600/DSC06489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S8yjKGrMyRI/AAAAAAAAAuE/uh2FeX7ysBg/s320/DSC06489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;PuuNyuu 100402.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-5952148185302166023?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/5952148185302166023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=5952148185302166023&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/5952148185302166023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/5952148185302166023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/04/kaen.html' title='#kaen'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S8yfxN1MmWI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TWNi-sESR7o/s72-c/IMG00312-20100411-0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-5651787804876769971</id><published>2010-02-28T02:33:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:53:50.741+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Define 'February' : the month of love :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;People say, February is the month of love. Love is in the air. Never believed in that sentence, but now I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sebulan ini gue penuh merasakan kasih sayang dari orang-orang sekitar gue, well... Not precisely this month, tapi since it's February - month of love - jadi lebih berasa :) As I've told you before in my previous post, &lt;a href="http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/02/shes-got-boyfriend-now.html"&gt;She's  Got A Boyfriend Now&lt;/a&gt;, I finally find the right guy for me. He treated me right, just the way I've always wanted to be treated by my boyfriend. Selain dari pacar, gue pun merasakan kasih sayang dari teman-teman gue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1267292215290"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mirzaarfina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mirza Arfina. &lt;/a&gt;Sahabat gue sejak kelas 3 SD. Kita selalu main bareng, ketawa-ketawa bareng, melakukan hal konyol bareng, dan menangis bareng waktu dia harus ninggalin gue untuk pindah ke Bandung waktu kelas 5 SD. Gue sedih, gw kehilangan temen main gue. 2 sekaligus pula waktu itu, bersama temen kita satu lagi. She left us when we're moving from 4th to 5th grade. Kita ga pernah bisa ngobrol ever since she left. Pernah sih sekali kalo ga salah, lupa deh waktu itu gue SD apa SMP. I remember I was watching Kuch Kuch Hotahe trus dia nelfon, I was superb excited! Bayangin ga pernah ngobrol tiba-tiba ditelfon! I'm so glad she still save my number :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tapi that was it. Sejak saat itu kita semua lost contact. Gue apa lagi. Dikarenakan gue tidak melanjutkan SMP di 11/19 (which most of my friends are), gue jadi bener-bener terasingkan dari temen-temen kecil gue. Tapi Alhamdulillah, akhirnya Tuhan mengizinkan gue bertemu lagi dengan Fina. 2 weeks ago, I went to Bandung with my boyfie and my mom. Gw sih diajakinnya karena pacar ada nikahan temennya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hari Sabtu malem, gue inget gue belom ngabarin Fina gue di Bandung, so I texted her and asked:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lc3t_8uCI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MqxdHQAX2tA/s1600-h/Capture0_54_9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lc3t_8uCI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MqxdHQAX2tA/s320/Capture0_54_9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pas baca itu gue tidak terlalu berharap banyak, soalnya bulan lalu gue pun berencana ketemuan sama Fina tapi gagal gara-gara Fina sibuk dan tabrakan sama jadwal gw pulang :( Yaudah gue sabar nunggu besok, keesokkan harinya gue di sms Fina pagi-pagi: &lt;b&gt;"Hei hei lo kondangan jam brapa nginep dmana mau pulang kapan?"&lt;/b&gt; cuma ya secara pas malem gue baru tidur jam 2 ke atas, dan sms itu dikirim jam 7, gue ga sempet bales. Jam 11 kurang, ada sms lagi, PAS BANGET gue baru bangun tidur:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4ldY7qYimI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_CWwKkt2sNc/s1600-h/Capture0_54_38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4ldY7qYimI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_CWwKkt2sNc/s320/Capture0_54_38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;HAHA anjrit, smsnya ngeselin yee tapi gue langsung jumpalitan kepanikan di tempat tidur dan buru-buru nelfon doi. Setelah berbincang-bincang dan sok-sok sibuk ngurus meeting kita (jailah berasa orang penting yee kita, Fin) akhirnya kita sepakat ketemuan hari itu! :D Senang bukan main gue, hehe apa lagi setelah tau rumah Fina ternyata cuma tinggal ngesot (&lt;i&gt;katanyaaa&lt;/i&gt;) dari hotel di mana gue nginep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue pun mandi dengan santai, pas selesai mandi dan sedang dandan tiba-tiba:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lfnUAwLHI/AAAAAAAAAqc/a2xCw-kkLOA/s1600-h/Capture1_6_46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lfnUAwLHI/AAAAAAAAAqc/a2xCw-kkLOA/s320/Capture1_6_46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ANJRIT, gue langsung panik abis. Dan nelfon doi. Eh tapi, selesai telfonan dia pun nge-sms gue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lf9u1jnuI/AAAAAAAAAqk/F716MR-vAfc/s1600-h/Capture1_6_57.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lf9u1jnuI/AAAAAAAAAqk/F716MR-vAfc/s320/Capture1_6_57.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gw langsung buru-buru pake segala macam perlengkapan yang harus gue pake, karena ga lama setelah dia SMS, tiba-tiba ada yg ngetok dengan semangat kamar gue. YAAAAAAAKK, pintar, si bocah sudah datang. Untung aja gue udah pake baju, coba kalo belom. Aw aw, bisa diapain tuh gue :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kita bener-bener seneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeng banget bisa ketemu sampe kita treak-treak, loncat-loncat, jungkir balik, salto (lho?), dan berpelukaaaaaaannnnn :D Si pacar ngeliatnya entah apa yang ada di benaknya saat itu, hehehe. Kita sempet ngobrol-ngobrol sembari gue menuntaskan dandan gue, dan setelah selesai kita pun ngeplan mau kemana. Akhirnya kita pun memutuskan untuk ke kawinan, eh nikahan, temen pacar dianterin oleh Fina.... yang sudah bisa menyupir! WOOHOO :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lha1UZU0I/AAAAAAAAAqs/-EoG8gHjEpk/s1600-h/DSC_3244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lha1UZU0I/AAAAAAAAAqs/-EoG8gHjEpk/s320/DSC_3244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gw bisa "meloloskan" diri dari nikahan kali ini, hehehe, jadi sembari nunggu pacarku kita pun berfoto-foto!! YEAAAAAAH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4liFScuz0I/AAAAAAAAAq0/OP2oWhwMtqI/s1600-h/DSC_3251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4liFScuz0I/AAAAAAAAAq0/OP2oWhwMtqI/s320/DSC_3251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4liLn0Gg6I/AAAAAAAAAq8/U-WIQVJh1no/s1600-h/mija%2Bnjo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4liLn0Gg6I/AAAAAAAAAq8/U-WIQVJh1no/s320/mija%2Bnjo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Setelah dari situ, kita pun bingung mau kemana. Kita pasrah aja sama si Fina yg lebih tau Bandung, &lt;i&gt;seharusnya&lt;/i&gt;. Eehh tapi tetep aja, ujung-ujungnya di bawa ke BSM -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lln8PJ9zI/AAAAAAAAArM/V8u7l33hb68/s1600-h/mija%2Bnjo%2Bcup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lln8PJ9zI/AAAAAAAAArM/V8u7l33hb68/s320/mija%2Bnjo%2Bcup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;anake, bapake, ibune &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4llaFGW83I/AAAAAAAAArE/ChfaMCgmicA/s1600-h/DSC_3270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4llaFGW83I/AAAAAAAAArE/ChfaMCgmicA/s320/DSC_3270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ncup&amp;amp;Njo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Di BSM, gw &amp;amp; pacar di traktir Fina. Aheeeeeey! Cik acik :D makasih Finaaaa ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4ll7-j9JNI/AAAAAAAAArU/eqWvCxdXVbo/s1600-h/DSC_3273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4ll7-j9JNI/AAAAAAAAArU/eqWvCxdXVbo/s320/DSC_3273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lmBLxi6rI/AAAAAAAAArc/8Pu15fxgEbM/s1600-h/DSC_3275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lmBLxi6rI/AAAAAAAAArc/8Pu15fxgEbM/s320/DSC_3275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lmNPTwwRI/AAAAAAAAArs/kfGC1jUx1hU/s1600-h/DSC_3279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lmNPTwwRI/AAAAAAAAArs/kfGC1jUx1hU/s320/DSC_3279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lmYKMTr7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/HpFg03Sb2bM/s1600-h/DSC_3280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lmYKMTr7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/HpFg03Sb2bM/s320/DSC_3280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lmfK5aIfI/AAAAAAAAAr8/CFbf4Q5SMx0/s1600-h/DSC_3287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lmfK5aIfI/AAAAAAAAAr8/CFbf4Q5SMx0/s320/DSC_3287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dan, dengan sangat berat hati kita pun habis itu musti dadah-dadahan :'( Gue dijemput nyokap, jadi terpaksa berpisah deh. Tapi senaaaaaaaaaaaaaang bukan main hari itu! Nanti kalo ke Bandung, gw mampir rumah lo yaa Fiinn.. Sungkeman sama si tante dan kakak mu ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oia oia oia, habis itu kan gue drop nyokap yah trs habis itu kan gue cabut lagi kan ke PVJ, tebak doooong gue dikasih apa sama pacar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lnt4QSS6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/7G9-m-ZkX8g/s1600-h/IMG00148-20100215-1107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lnt4QSS6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/7G9-m-ZkX8g/s320/IMG00148-20100215-1107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;HAHAHA, akhirnya dibeliin setelah seharian dengan tanpa sengaja ngejek-ngejek pacar yang diem ga ngasih apa-apa pas V-day :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Habis itu, ke &lt;b&gt;Paris Van Java&lt;/b&gt;. Ketemuan sama &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/putriyuma"&gt;Mput&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/gagashi"&gt;Gashi&lt;/a&gt;~ Setelah lebih dari 4 taun kenal, ketemu juga! HAHA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4loYG2He4I/AAAAAAAAAsM/R92gVffFsjc/s1600-h/DSC_3307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4loYG2He4I/AAAAAAAAAsM/R92gVffFsjc/s320/DSC_3307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lo8EZCD_I/AAAAAAAAAsU/Nfan_tBsYR8/s1600-h/DSC_3309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lo8EZCD_I/AAAAAAAAAsU/Nfan_tBsYR8/s320/DSC_3309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OKE. Sekian dari Bandung, next:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seminggu lalu, I had the chance to meet up with my lovely #gengtwitter again :D Plus pacar dan Raka, Echa's boyfie. We went to Karoke @ Inul Vizta Poins Square (my PJ treat :D) and ate seafood at Fatmawati 38. OH MY GOD, I HAD A BLAAAAASSSSSSTTTTT parah! It was friggin' fun, gue sampe serek pagi-paginya. Konser for 3 hours, laugh for eternity (lebay) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lr0VQymlI/AAAAAAAAAsc/YPDw1Lh8Zwo/s1600-h/DSC_3311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lr0VQymlI/AAAAAAAAAsc/YPDw1Lh8Zwo/s320/DSC_3311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lr6u7svvI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YLO7v9fg2Wo/s1600-h/DSC_3312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lr6u7svvI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YLO7v9fg2Wo/s320/DSC_3312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsFnuh_jI/AAAAAAAAAss/jA6FFMmqKgE/s1600-h/DSC_3315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsFnuh_jI/AAAAAAAAAss/jA6FFMmqKgE/s320/DSC_3315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAHA, masih pada malu-malu kucing :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsKsT23NI/AAAAAAAAAs0/_Ebf8bkv36I/s1600-h/DSC_3326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsKsT23NI/AAAAAAAAAs0/_Ebf8bkv36I/s320/DSC_3326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsQ0xfCZI/AAAAAAAAAs8/UT6j93qFLuw/s1600-h/DSC_3337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsQ0xfCZI/AAAAAAAAAs8/UT6j93qFLuw/s320/DSC_3337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;YAAAAAAK, geng Korea beraksi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsbJoSvdI/AAAAAAAAAtE/6I5iUkByvzM/s1600-h/DSC_3339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsbJoSvdI/AAAAAAAAAtE/6I5iUkByvzM/s320/DSC_3339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorry sorry sorry sorry shawty shawty shawty shawty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lshdIrusI/AAAAAAAAAtM/tf_zR1ynYxo/s1600-h/DSC_3354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lshdIrusI/AAAAAAAAAtM/tf_zR1ynYxo/s320/DSC_3354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jupe mempertunjukan kebolehannya sepanjang konser :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsnX7lAbI/AAAAAAAAAtU/1sUZD852MzM/s1600-h/DSC_3372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsnX7lAbI/AAAAAAAAAtU/1sUZD852MzM/s320/DSC_3372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duet India "Kuch Kuch Hotahe": Pacar VS Jupe :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsuH3-v5I/AAAAAAAAAtc/uHAaTTJQULg/s1600-h/DSC_3385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lsuH3-v5I/AAAAAAAAAtc/uHAaTTJQULg/s320/DSC_3385.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I looked skinny, yay! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lszgYF2hI/AAAAAAAAAtk/4zyotaQs4uo/s1600-h/DSC_3388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lszgYF2hI/AAAAAAAAAtk/4zyotaQs4uo/s320/DSC_3388.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Twitter whores ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4ls_wsB4EI/AAAAAAAAAt0/tyBAx66rBEE/s1600-h/DSC_3393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4ls_wsB4EI/AAAAAAAAAt0/tyBAx66rBEE/s320/DSC_3393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our fav menu of the night: Kerang saos Padang! Nyuuum :9&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4ls6FDrX2I/AAAAAAAAAts/ErvfYmvvPPs/s1600-h/DSC_3391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4ls6FDrX2I/AAAAAAAAAts/ErvfYmvvPPs/s320/DSC_3391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;KALAAAAAAAAAP habis konser 3 jam, bhehehehe :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh well, that summons up &lt;i&gt;my &lt;/i&gt;February. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;How was &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; February? I would love to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-5651787804876769971?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/5651787804876769971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=5651787804876769971&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/5651787804876769971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/5651787804876769971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/02/define-february-month-of-love.html' title='Define &apos;February&apos; : the month of love :)'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S4lc3t_8uCI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MqxdHQAX2tA/s72-c/Capture0_54_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-1990058471340987750</id><published>2010-02-10T02:33:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:57:44.675+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>She's Got A Boyfriend Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HOLA HOLA HOLA!!&lt;/span&gt; Oh my, oh my... I miss blogging so much! The last time I wrote a blog was on Oct?! My god, where have I been to during those months??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maaf yaa, sudah lama tidak meng-update. Tapi di post kali ini gue akan nge-update semua yang udah terjadi sama gue selama kurang lebih 3 bulan belakangan. Okay? So, keep on reading guys &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First of all&lt;/b&gt;, for those who might haven't know this yet: I've broken up with my 8 months boyfriend :D Yapiyap, tanggal 1 Desember 2009 saya diputuskan hehe. I feel glaaaaaad it was all over! Gosh. Sedih? Tentu saja! Saya pernah sangat menyayanginya, tapi... hehehe, ternyata tidak berpacaran dengannya hidup saya terasa sangat lebih damai dan indah. Hoho :D Thanks to him, gue belajar sangat banyak tentang hidup. Dari gue yang enggak ngerti jalur-jalur bus/angkot, ngebolang ke tempat-tempat yang gue engga pernah terpikirkan akan gue datangi, menyadari kebutuhan dan keinginan gue dan orang sekitar gue, dan lain-lainnya. Semua berharga banget, makasih ya. Have a nice life, dude! I know I will, and currently am living it ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Second of all&lt;/b&gt;, wow ternyata berkelana itu sangat menyenangkan yah! HAHAHA. Selama 2 bulan single, gue dikenalin sama cukup banyak pria sama teman-teman gue (makasih loh guys :p). I went on a date with few of the guys, teehee jadi malu. Tapi dasarnya waktu itu gada niatan serius, ya rasanya biasa aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Third:&lt;/b&gt; GUE DAPET MEET &amp;amp; GREET BOYS LIKE GIRLS MEEEEEEEEEEN!!! I won the quiz on twitter by Om Adrie Subono!! ANJRIIIIIIT, best day of 2010 SO FAR!! And of course I went to their concert, hoaaaah nyeraaaah mereka baik BANGEEEET!! :D :D :D :D I LOVE BOYS LIKE GIRLS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3G-BoBEvuI/AAAAAAAAApk/38_u_Lgs_uc/s1600-h/BLG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3G-BoBEvuI/AAAAAAAAApk/38_u_Lgs_uc/s320/BLG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lalu, uhm... I'm taken now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;His name is &lt;i&gt;Ihsan Yusuf&lt;/i&gt;, his friends though, called him &lt;i&gt;Ucup&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Bancek&lt;/i&gt;. Gue sih manggilnya special doong, hehe &lt;i&gt;Puucuu&lt;/i&gt; :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mau tau kejadiannya gimana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jadi tanggal 30 Januari 2010 kemarin, gue dateng ke 1 event gitu called 2010NEWDAYPARTY/Langit Musik. It's an invitation only party, jadi kita musti request untuk dapet the access card. Without it, you can't get in. Nah, beberapa hari sebelumnya gue ditawarin sama temen gue, &lt;i&gt;Tara&lt;/i&gt;, dia nulis gitu di status BBM-nya punya 3 access cards. Gue yg suka ngasal nerima ajakan orang bilang mau, padahal gue masih bingung mau dateng sama siapa. Habis Tara sama temen-temennya kan gue ga enak, ya kan apa lagi gue pemalu bgt. Pas 2 hari sblm hari H aja gue masih bingung, hahaha, cuma ternyata temen gue, &lt;i&gt;Tata&lt;/i&gt; ngabarin kalo dia dapet access cardnya. YAY, gue seneng seenggaknya gue ga bakalan cengo-cengo amat di sana kalo dicuekin Tara hehehe. So on the D-DAY, gue dateng telat... BANGET. Haha. Gue dateng jam 6 kurang, sedangkan acaranya udah dimulai dari jam 2.30 an siang. Dateng-dateng gue kebingungan lagi nyari Tara &amp;amp; Tata diantara kerumunan orang-orang yang banyak banget! Pas gue akhirnya ketemu, gue langsung dikenalin sama temen-temennya. Ada Kiki, Lyla and Ucup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GweDoZG5I/AAAAAAAAApE/us5r2AE5Gt0/s1600-h/zzz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GweDoZG5I/AAAAAAAAApE/us5r2AE5Gt0/s320/zzz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;L-R: Tata, Ucup, Kiki, Lyla, Tara, Melin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ini sedikit memalukan (gue harap cowo gue ga baca ini) tapi pas pertama kali ngeliat Ucup, gue langsung suka. Habisnya lucuuu, haha tipe gue banget :p Cuma waktu itu gue pikir dia udah jadian, habis cowok seimut dan lucu itu ga mungkin ah kalo single. Gue malah pikir dia udah jadian sama Kiki! Dan gue langsung diketawain Tara waktu ngomong ini ke dia --" Tara bilang di BBM &lt;i&gt;"Tenang Mel, kita semua muhrim". &lt;/i&gt;Alhasil, setelah pertunjukkan RAN gue baru mulai rada-rada flirting, cuma ya namanya juga Melin, flirting gue mah kayak apaan tau ga keliatan -__- Pas mau pulang gue rada sedih, huhu harus berpisah gue mikirnya bakal susah tuh PDKT, soalnya emang biasanya selalu gagal (hiks). CUMA OH CUMA, ternyata yah kawan-kawan... si Ucup pun naksir gue! UHUUUYYYY!!! HAHAHAHA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sepanjang perjalanan pulang gue BBMan gitu kan sama Tara, dia cerita kalo si Ucup nanya2in gue. Nih baca aja BBM nya :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GshMbTQ9I/AAAAAAAAAn8/3tvx6IXdXYk/s1600-h/Capture22_55_29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GshMbTQ9I/AAAAAAAAAn8/3tvx6IXdXYk/s320/Capture22_55_29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3Gsn5xMFoI/AAAAAAAAAoE/cHyHCxOta4I/s1600-h/Capture22_55_40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3Gsn5xMFoI/AAAAAAAAAoE/cHyHCxOta4I/s320/Capture22_55_40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GsrrAvEQI/AAAAAAAAAoM/MDT_9WZoNhA/s1600-h/Capture22_55_48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GsrrAvEQI/AAAAAAAAAoM/MDT_9WZoNhA/s320/Capture22_55_48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3Gs4Sw0eqI/AAAAAAAAAoU/af1v_s6k-LI/s1600-h/Capture23_7_53.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3Gs4Sw0eqI/AAAAAAAAAoU/af1v_s6k-LI/s320/Capture23_7_53.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;HAHAHA itu ya beneran deh, gue perjalanan 2 jam pulang (thanks to PERSIJA --") ga kerasa saking gue senang sekali. Muahahaha, norak norak xp Malemnya emang dia lngsg ngeadd cuma kita ga lngsg chat, dan kita pun baru chat besoknya hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lucu sekali dia selama PDKT, terang2an cuma gue nya selalu yg engga PD-an, zzzz -.- hehehe :$ :$ :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GukZtHv_I/AAAAAAAAAok/DyynKPy2Fmk/s1600-h/Capture19_36_47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GukZtHv_I/AAAAAAAAAok/DyynKPy2Fmk/s320/Capture19_36_47.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ini karena gue yang tiba-tiba DC pas hari pertama chat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GvDswE5TI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Qm-ZChpvxGs/s1600-h/Capture1_9_43.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GvDswE5TI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Qm-ZChpvxGs/s320/Capture1_9_43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ini berhasil membuat gue senyam-senyum terus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GvUV9RJTI/AAAAAAAAAo8/00EU2jgI5IQ/s1600-h/Capture2_7_18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3GvUV9RJTI/AAAAAAAAAo8/00EU2jgI5IQ/s320/Capture2_7_18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yang ini seriusan bikin gue langsung nge-BBM Tara, takut GR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;baca&lt;/b&gt;: asiknya PDKT sama dia!! ihiiy..) norak ye :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yak cukup sekian dan terima kasih, selanjutnya rahasia ya. Malu! :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;PDKT kita sangatlah singkat, hahaha. I thought 2 weeks penjajakan with my latest ex itu udah sangat cepat, ternyata... salah! Gue sama Ucup PDKT cuma 5 hari! Karena di hari ke-5, kita jadian! JENG JENG. Jadi hari Rabu tanggal 3, gue bilang gue mau ke kantor Java ngambil foto Meet&amp;amp;Greet Boys Like Girls, cuma gue gatau di mana and dia nanya apakah gue sendiri ato ada temen. Sebenernya gue udah janjian sama temen sesama M&amp;amp;G tapi dia ga ngabar2in jadi ya gue anggep gue bakal ambil sendiri. Baiknyo, dia mau nemenin. Dia pun in return minta gue temenin makan sushi, hahaha spik abis dasar! So seharian kita jalan, dia ke rumah gue dulu siang ngejemput trus cabut ke kantor Java. Ternyata oh ternyata karena sama-sama buta arah, kita nyasar! Gue lupa kalo Ritz Carlton ada 2, satu di deket SCBD, satu di deket Ambassador. Dan kita berdua nyasar di SCBD, zzz. Padhal sblmnya kita udah bener2 di samping Ambas tuh, muter2 Jakarta deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3Gy-_K5wqI/AAAAAAAAApM/6o16fBscGvw/s1600-h/DSC_2945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3Gy-_K5wqI/AAAAAAAAApM/6o16fBscGvw/s320/DSC_2945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pas udah ngambil foto, kita lngsg cabut ke Senayan City. Mau makan lalu nonton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3G1mpLHCSI/AAAAAAAAApU/M_dJnHQ8PhU/s1600-h/DSC_3232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3G1mpLHCSI/AAAAAAAAApU/M_dJnHQ8PhU/s320/DSC_3232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Selesai di Senayan City, tiba-tiba gue BM Puncak. HAHAHA, and you know what? Dia mau nemenin, awwh :') jadi kita mampir di Circle K Kemang dulu beli kopi, mixmax and coklat. Meluncurlah kita lngsg ke Puncak! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I really had a fun day that day, besoknya pun begitu. Paling kocak pas Ucup nembak, hahaha. Nanyanya setengah2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ucup:&lt;/i&gt; Boleh ga...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gue:&lt;/i&gt; Boleh apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ucup:&lt;/i&gt; Ahh, boleh ga aku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gue: &lt;/i&gt;Apaan siiihh... Jangan setengah-setengah deh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ucup:&lt;/i&gt; Tapi udah tau kaan, aku mau nanya apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gue:&lt;/i&gt; Hah? Enggak tuh (bohong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ucup:&lt;/i&gt; Boleh engga aku...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gue:&lt;/i&gt; Boleh apaaa? Kamu mau apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ucup:&lt;/i&gt; Boleh engga... aku jadi pacar kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gue:&lt;/i&gt; *ketawa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ucup:&lt;/i&gt; *protes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Begitu lah kira-kira, hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And up until today, gue bersyukur ketemu cowo kayak dia. Karena akhirnya gue jadian sama cowo yg bisa ngerespect cewe (kurang lebih), ngetreat cewe the way we should be treated DAN YANG PASTI: engga bohong ke temennya kalo emang lagi di rumah cewenya. HAHAHA, ada yg merasa? Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3G4QCN0hfI/AAAAAAAAApc/sgQniLpJg2Y/s1600-h/DSC_3230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3G4QCN0hfI/AAAAAAAAApc/sgQniLpJg2Y/s320/DSC_3230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daisukiii Puuucu~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-1990058471340987750?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/1990058471340987750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=1990058471340987750&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1990058471340987750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1990058471340987750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2010/02/shes-got-boyfriend-now.html' title='She&apos;s Got A Boyfriend Now'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/S3G-BoBEvuI/AAAAAAAAApk/38_u_Lgs_uc/s72-c/BLG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-7624937589357036775</id><published>2009-10-29T00:55:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:57:47.882+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><title type='text'>Dammit, what's my age again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you for your text message 3 days ago. You indeed slap me on my face, waking me up from all this childish act of mine and realizing: I'm freaking 18. And I'm no longer a kid anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, for the past 6 or 7 years I've been missing the warmth I used to feel. And I kinda miss that. I wanna go back to the days when I can still make stupid mistakes without hearing people around me telling me to grow up. I know how old I am, I know how I'm supposed to act but does that mean I can't have a little of my kid moment every once in a while?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What? So its illegal now for me to do so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss those times where I could just snuggle into my mom's arms, feeling her hands running through my hair (even tho I used to hate it so much back in those days) trying to accessories my very long hair. But what I really miss though, that feeling of knowing nothing. We're still young and innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past months, I've been feeling like I lost my way. I can't remember where I'm heading to. I don't know who to listen to and believe in. I'm... Lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew the people around me. I thought I could trust them. I thought I could rely on them. But then I realize, I was wrong. I don't know anyone else as better as I know myself. I can't trust anyone else other than myself. I can never rely on somebody else other than.... myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There are many people who have helped me through all of this "growing up project". With all the disappointments they have caused to me, I learned a LOT. And I wanna say many thanks to them. I can never be who I am right now, without them. Even though the process wasn't very nice and something that I wanna remember, but I guess that is the best way to learn about how tough life really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So for now, I guess I'm just gonna try to truly accept that I am now officially a young adult. I need to stand on both of my feet, hold on to nothing except what I believes in and of course, God. And for you, good luck on your journey if you're still lost like me. I wish we will all find our destination soon enough :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SuiA1L09QLI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Omxf61vNJeo/s1600-h/road_to_somewhere_by_night_fate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SuiA1L09QLI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Omxf61vNJeo/s320/road_to_somewhere_by_night_fate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;image from: &lt;a href="http://night-fate.deviantart.com/art/road-to-somewhere-115190844"&gt;here :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But everybody's gone&lt;br /&gt;And I've been here for too long&lt;br /&gt;To face this on my own&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess this is growing up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Dammit by Blink 182.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&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/37734180-7624937589357036775?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/7624937589357036775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=7624937589357036775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/7624937589357036775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/7624937589357036775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/10/dammit-whats-my-age-again.html' title='Dammit, what&apos;s my age again?'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SuiA1L09QLI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Omxf61vNJeo/s72-c/road_to_somewhere_by_night_fate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-2478851511671977584</id><published>2009-08-22T02:55:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:57:58.537+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Ramadhan tlah tiba :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SpGNDfBcj3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/ktzPoB83O8Y/s1600-h/ramadhan-guide.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373230921436401522" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SpGNDfBcj3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/ktzPoB83O8Y/s400/ramadhan-guide.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 313px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;{Photo taken from: &lt;a href="http://sipil2006.wordpress.com/2009/08/06/"&gt;sipil2006.wordpress.com/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;2009/08/06/}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;etahun telah berlalu semenjak Ramadhan '08. Begitu pula segala macam kenangan tentang bulan suci pada tahun itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari untuk sejenak biarkan saya untuk mengenang Ramadhan tahun lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih ingat benar Ramadhan tahun lalu dimulai pada tgl 1 Sept, bulan favorit saya. Tp sayang, pada saat itu saya sudah sendiri tanpa pacar yang biasa selalu menemani. Tapi walau begitu hubungan masih tetap terjaga, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt; Kita masih sering ber-skype ria sampai sama-sama tertidur dan laptop pun menyala -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is our everynight routine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur saya akui, sejak beranjak dewasa saya sudah mulai kurang tertarik menyambut datangnya Bulan Ramadhan. Kenapa? Karena biasanya saya selalu makan seorang diri (hari-hari biasa pun begitu), menatap piring berisikan nasi beserta lauk pauk tanpa ada kegiatan lain yang membuat saya menjadi nafsu untuk melahap sahur saya. Sebetulnya bisa saja saya menonton TV atau menyuruh pembantu menemani (tapi biasanya mereka langsung ngacir ke garasi -_-), tapi itu tetap tidak merubah fakta bahwa saya sendirian. Iya, saya merasa kesepian di saat sahur tiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not until last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarak memang memisahkan saya dengan dia, tapi dia membuat saya jadi jauh lebih bersemangat menghabiskan saur saya -- ya walau ritual makan sendirian ttp terjadi (dan akan selalu terjadi sepertinya, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unless&lt;/span&gt; saya di Jogja atau saudara saya ke Jakarta). Saya ingat betul kuping saya selalu sakit setiap bangun tidur dikarenakan tidur dengan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; headset&lt;/span&gt; yang kadang2 ngejepit kuping, tapi saya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;. Saya pun ingat betul rutinitas stelah saur: minum sangobion dan promaag, duduk sbntr, bangunin dia dan ngobrol sampai tiba waktu dia berangkat ke kampus dan saya bersiap-siap untuk sekolah. Hal itu terulang terus hari demi hari selama bulan Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur, saya jadi rindu dengan dia walau di bulan Oktober tahun kemarin terjadi sesuatu diantara kita berdua dan itu mengakibatkan kita tidak pernah mengobrol dengan satu sama lain, sampai sekarang. Ditambah lagi, beberapa bulan terakhir saya lumayan sering memimpikan dia. 2-3x mungkin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi saya jauh lebih merasa 'hidup' di Bulan Ramadhan tahun ini. Karena saya memiliki 'dia' yg lain :) baru kali ini saya punya pacar di saat Ramadhan (well, waktu taun 2003 punya sih tp &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;... hanya saya, 'dia' dan Tuhan yang tau) datang, ditambah lagi kali ini pacaran beneran, bukan pacaran dunia maya :) :) bisa dibilang saya cukup penasaran dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excited &lt;/span&gt;untuk puasa taun ini. Saya pun berkata pada dia '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kamu tar tetep ke rumahku kan pas puasa? Aku pengen bisa saur bareng, buka bareng trs Tarawih brg pacar!!' &lt;/span&gt;dan Alhamdulillah dia bilang dia mau :) jadi saya benar-benar&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; looking forward to it&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Untuk 'dia' di masa lalu;&lt;/span&gt; kamu masih ingat segala rutinitas kita di Ramadhan taun lalu? :) apa yang kamu lakuin untuk Ramadhan taun ini? Apa masih makan mie rebus popmie lagi jam 1 biar engga usah bangun lagi pas jam 3? Oya, minal aidzin ya maaf lahir&amp;amp;batin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Untuk 'dia' di masa sekarang;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heey! &lt;/span&gt;Jangan dibiasain ga tidur sampe stelah saur, ga sehat nanti sakit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And don't u know&lt;/span&gt; kalo sbtulnya kita harus tidur dulu sebentar sebelum saur? Mmm hey kamu di sana, hihi aku pengen cepet2 bs 'pacaran alim' bareng hihihi :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan untuk kalian semuanya yg menjalankan puasa;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;minal aidzin wal faidzin! Mohon maaf lahir&amp;amp;batin yaa :) Semoga amal ibadahnya diterima Allah S.W.T, amin ya robbal alamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-size: auto auto; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-2478851511671977584?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/2478851511671977584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=2478851511671977584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2478851511671977584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2478851511671977584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan-tlah-tiba.html' title='Ramadhan tlah tiba :)'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SpGNDfBcj3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/ktzPoB83O8Y/s72-c/ramadhan-guide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-1238110731482730702</id><published>2009-07-20T00:41:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:58:38.670+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Tribute to My #1 Fan ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;MIDNIGHT EVERYBODY! &lt;/span&gt;Skrg jam 12:41 dan gw masih belum terlalu ngantuk and besides I don't know why, gue merasa lg sangat aktif sekali semenjak bangun tidur jam 5 tadi ya walau gw bangunnya gara-gara nyokap. Anywho, yeah gw bakal memenuhi janji gw from my latest post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibirjahe.blogspot.com/" style="color: red;"&gt;Satrya Damarjati&lt;/a&gt;; telah menjadi temen gue sejak 3 SD, menjadi teman insomnia gw di malam hari selama 5 bulan belakangan, dan telah menjadi pacar gw selama 2 bulan kurang 6 hari. And from all of that, I am grateful to have him no matter what our status is. Tapi ternyata Tuhan memberikan gw sebuah kesempatan untuk menjadi seseorang yang 'lebih' bagi dia, gw teramat sangat bersyukur :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 minggu kemarin benar-benar membuat gw sadar kalo gw mempunyai seseorang baru yang sangat peduli akan keadaan gw, fisik maupun batin. Rio membuktikan itu semua dengan setia banget nungguin gue selama gw sakit, walau sakit gw terbilang sakit biasa. Amazingnya, dia tidak pernah mengeluh sedikit pun selama merawat gw, padahal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naudzubillah&lt;/span&gt; gw rewelnya minta ampun! Seperti yg gw blg di post sebelum ini, gw sangat amat resah mau ngelakuin apa aja bahkan untuk gerak dikit aja itu resah. Gw dipeluk Rio pun gw langsung protes karena gw merasa badan gw tidak sanggup untuk menerima sentuhan seringan apa pun itu. Gw hanya bisa terbaring lemah di tempat tidur, guling2an kanan kiri ga bisa stay di satu tempat untuk waktu yang lama karena pasti gw bosen. Kerjaan gw selama di tempat tidur juga paling bengong, nonton TV, nge-tweet and plurking from blackberry. OH speaking of which, GOSH gw merasa sangat cinta sekali dengan HP gw, ntah apa yg terjadi sama gw kemarin misalnya HP gw masih HP yg lama. Mungkin smakin rewel lg protes krn internet selow kyk bekicot -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ini akan terdengar salah bagi kalian yang suka berpikir kotor, tapi kemarin Rio telateeeen banget ngusapin minyak kayu putih dan vaporub ke perut, punggung dan pundak gw. Hiks ;"( Gw sih sempet protes berkali-kali soalnya dia kalo ngasih pasti banyak banget and I can't stand the smell of it, dari kecil ga suka. Tapi dia tetep kekeuh, which membuat gw jadi ga enak krn gw tau apa yg dia coba lakuin itu yg terbaik buat gw. :'( Dia juga rajin banget mijetin gw supaya angin2 di dalem perut cepet2 keluar, soalnya susah banget gw mau nge-burp ato kentut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminggu itu gw banyak banget berpikir, kenapa gw selalu nyusahin Rio pdhal Rio udah baik hati jauh2 dateng dr Manggarai hari Sabtu siang buat jenguk dan temenin gue yg home alone for a few days? Apa lagi setiap gw ngeliat dia tidur, Tuhan gw ga sanggup banget :( I can really see his true soul, gw yakin seyakin-yakinnya dia capek. Fisik, batin, semua! Tapi dia jarang mengeluh, apa lagi seminggu itu dia bener-bener ga pernah ngeluh. Malah gw mulu yg ngeluh perut sakit lah, gerah lah, bibir sakit (btw gw jg lg sariawan -_-), mau burp&amp;amp;kentut ga bisa, etc. Sedangkan dia? Dia cuma tersenyum dan ngmg &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"onyo onyo, sini sini aku olesin vaporub lg ya trus aku pijet biar keluar anginnya?"&lt;/span&gt; Nyeeeeeees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ntah apa yang ada di otak gw kok tega banget gw suka nyusahin orang se-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nrimo &lt;/span&gt;(nerima) dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu pagi tadi kita berantem lagi, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as usual&lt;/span&gt; karena dia mau pulang dan gw lagi yg bener-bener ga mau ditinggal dia. Dia udah beeeeeeeeeerkali-kali jelasin (pagi tadi aja udh lbh dr 3x dia jelasin, ditambah yg kmrn2 udh puluhan kali) kalo dia bener-bener ga bisa hari ini karena dia mau liat temennya manggung di Manggarai, dan emang dia udah lama banget ga ngumpul bareng temen-temennya. Sebetulnya tanpa dikasih sama Rio pun gw udah sadar kalo gw udah sangat amat egois krn gw mau miliki dia, secara tanpa sadar gw selalu menuntut Rio untuk ketemu gw, nginep lah, apa lah padahal he have other needs too! Tapi gw jarang memberikan dia kesempatan untuk melakukan hal lain. Udah sering terbayang di otak gw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Rio pengen ketemu temennya ga ya? Kan udah lama engga"&lt;/span&gt; setiap dia nginep di rumah gw, karena gw tau banget dia pasti bosen ketemu gw mulu dan he have less time with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai akhirnya semalam dia confess itu semua ke gw.&lt;br /&gt;Tentang seberapa kangennya dia dengan temen-temen dia yang walau emang dia kadang masih kurang bisa sreg dengan beberapa orang, tapi udah lama ga ngumpul. Tentang seberapa besar pengorbanan dia selama ini hanya untuk bisa bertemu dan spend time sama gw. Kayak waktu itu dia ada kerjaan nge-design, gw udah paksa dia untuk ngerjain di rumah gw karena due nya udh tinggal berapa hari dan kebetulan dia lagi nginep tapi dia nge-refuse. Selang beberapa hari dia pulang dan ternyata duit yg harusnya punya dia dihabisin tanpa disisain sepeser pun buat dia. Gw waktu baca dia ngeplurk itu cm bisa bengong dan ber-istigfar. Dan dia pun lagi-lagi ga punya uang karena kehilangan kerjaan design itu. Dan itu semua karena gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menyesali apa yg telah terjadi bener-bener ga akan fix anything saat ini, dan mungkin emang kali ini gw udah harus bener-bener bangkit dan ga boleh jadi anak kecil yang spoiled dan manja. Gw musti bisa membiarkan Rio membagi waktunya secara adil untuk dihabiskan bersama gw, keluarga dan temen2nya. Gw tau Rio hanya ingin yang terbaik buat orang-orang disekitarnya, tanpa memedulikan dirinya sendiri. Udah ada banyak bukti pendukung statement gw di atas. Gw salut sama pacar gw yang jarang mengeluh dan lebih banyak berpasrahkan diri aja atas semua yang terjadi di hidupnya. Gw pengen bisa gitu, susah emang dia pun ngaku blom bisa 100% cuma pasti asik banget bisa gitu. Gw yakin gw bisa, asal ada niat semua hal yg terdengar mustahil pun pasti bisa dilakukan. Gw yakin itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SmNmAOn0QsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SdCOwjpUStc/s1600-h/DSC_0454.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360240135612154562" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SmNmAOn0QsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SdCOwjpUStc/s400/DSC_0454.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Haha, foto pertama yg somehow bikin gw seneng walau mukanya jelek2 banget -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Gosh njing, I'm so glad ur hair isn't the same as this one and ure not wearing that glasses anymore. Ini superb ugley! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SmNl_x7-d8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/nh4AG2eHKMI/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360240127912081346" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SmNl_x7-d8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/nh4AG2eHKMI/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Gw sempet ogaah bngt upload ini ke facebook krn gw tau pasti anak2 smakin yakin kita ada apa-apa pdhal wktu itu emg kt bnr2 blm ada apa2, hahaha :D bahkan gw sempet kepengen ngirim ini lwt email aja ke Rio :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, aku harap kamu ga kapok ya pacaran sama aku. Maaf aku selaluuuuuu ngerepotin kamu, selalu bikin kamu bete dan marah, membuat beban hidup kamu jadi semakin banyak. Maaf. Aku gamau janji, dan aku ga bisa juga berjanji cuma kejadian kemarin pagi bener-bener membuat aku sadar kalo kamu sudah berkorban sangat amat terlalu banyak untuk aku. Sekarang, kasih kesempatan buat aku untuk ngebales semua jasa-jasa kamu yg lalu-lalu. Butuh waktu, seperti yg sering aku katakan ke kamu, tapi seperti kata kamu juga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Banyak potensi-potensi positif di diri kamu, bi. Aku yakin kamu bisa. Kamu harus percaya diri dan memandang diri kamu jangan dari sisi negatifnya aja, tapi liat dari positifnya. Kamu pasti bisa, aku aja percaya kamu bisa", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aku mohon dukungannya :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SmNl_gsfvaI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/D1c84tv06BY/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360240123283750306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SmNl_gsfvaI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/D1c84tv06BY/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SmNl_J1V9ZI/AAAAAAAAAlI/bntWJ7ABfdw/s1600-h/DSC_0086.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360240117146842514" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SmNl_J1V9ZI/AAAAAAAAAlI/bntWJ7ABfdw/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Begitu juga dari kalian ya, mohon dukungannya ya :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-size: auto auto; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-1238110731482730702?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/1238110731482730702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=1238110731482730702&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1238110731482730702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/1238110731482730702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/07/tribut-to-my-1-fan.html' title='Tribute to My #1 Fan ;)'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SmNmAOn0QsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SdCOwjpUStc/s72-c/DSC_0454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-7054627726458707369</id><published>2009-07-17T01:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:59:30.598+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watsuup? Feelin' good everyone? I see a nod and a non-nod *whatever that call in english*. Me? I'm not good actually, hiks :( I've been feeling preeeetty fu*ked up the past week, and still am until now: Saya. Masuk. Angin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepele memang kedengarannya tp no, masuk angin tetap membuat gw kelabakan; resah mau ngelakuin apa-apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm writing this, I'm looking at my boyfriend playing Star Wars di PS 2. Keasikkan sendiri dia. And me? I'm lying on my bed, writing this from my phone, feeling cold, a bit dizzy and my nose feels weird. Suckass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my boyfriend. Maybe some of you have been reading a post I made a week ago about me being mad at my boyfriend - I deleted anyway in case ur wondering, and some of you may haven't read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uhm. For those who might know me, gw memang sangat emosian. Labil. Uncontrolable. Bahkan gw sendiri pun masih kurang bisa mengontrol emosi gw. If you've been reading my posts from the old days, like a year ago or so, you'll see me as a very devil person. Karena itu tadi, ketidaksanggupan gw mengontrol emosi. Dan itu terjadi lagi sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago, gw masih beruntung mungkin karena pacar gw pada saat itu memang bersifat lunak ke gw. He always tries to understands me, dia selalu mengalah, blabliblu. Gw masih sangat berterima kasih sekali pada Tuhan karena diberi kesempatan buat kenal someone like him. Tapi ya itu tadi, kelunakan dia pun lama-lama membuat sifat gw malah memburuk karena gw keenakkan dingertiin tanpa gw berusaha mengubah sifat buruk gw. Dan ya, lama-lama pun sang pacar kehabisan kesabaran, gue-nya tambah labil, bentrok, akhir-akhirnya putus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat itu gw cuma terpaku pada satu statement yang dibuat oleh otak gw, yg notabene otak itu kan memang egois: cowo gw jahat! Sejak kenal temen-temennya yang itu dia berubah, he's no longer the person I used to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi setelah emosi gw mereda dan pikiran pun kembali waras gw sadar apa yang dia lakuin itu malah lebih baik dibandingkan yang sebelumnya. Dia sadar dia malah ngebantu gw menjadi orang yang lebih buruk apabila dia terus-terusan mengalah, makanya dia berubah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedangkan dengan pacar gw yang sekarang, hahahahahaha, gw cuma bisa ketawa. Kenapa? Karena gw bertemu dengan diri gue sendiri, only a bit worse maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! My boyfriend and I have the exact personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is madness man, I seriously never thought that he will have the same personality as I am but turns out he does so... Uhm, awkward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi walau sifat kita sama, gw malah bersyukur gw bisa kenal someone like him. Seriously. Apa lagi beberapa bulan terakhir ini, wow such a great life lessons! Gw sekarang merasa gw berada di posisi mantan gw di atas, hahaha. Dan gw sedang melihat sosok gw di diri orang lain. Uh-ma-zinc! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeh jangan ngerasa gw lalu ngelunak gitu kayak apa yg dilakuin mantan gw, nope! Gw teteplah gw. Egois, keras kepala, ngga mau ngalah, emosian. Itulah yang seriiiing banget bikin gw dan pacar gw ribut, karena bentrok. Tapi Alhamdulillah, sekeras apapun pacar gw dibalik itu semua dia tetap selalu mencoba nge-guide gw untuk meninggalkan sisi buruk gw. Walau caranya agak salah kadang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia bener-bener membuat gw merasa 'tertampar' setiap gw melakukan sesuatu yang merugikan, dan itu bikin gw kapok. Sampai saat ini ada 2 hal major yang udah gw lakuin, dan itu salah dan pacar gw 'menampar' gw dan gw pun kapok. Insya Allah ga terulang lagi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my boyfriend and grateful, I'll be writing about him and how grateful I am to have him after this post okay. Cause my eyes starting to feel weird. By the way, gw BINTITAN. Grrr! As if all my sickness haven't tortured me enough already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-7054627726458707369?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/7054627726458707369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=7054627726458707369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/7054627726458707369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/7054627726458707369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/07/watsuup-feelin-good-everyone-i-see-nod.html' title=''/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-6175254886892383845</id><published>2009-07-08T23:14:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:17:27.702+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>upgrade_july_e-day</title><content type='html'>It's been a while I haven't been active into this blogging thingy, and it's also been a while since I haven't been writing anything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt;. For example: dulu seriiiiiing banget kan gue nulis soal apa aja yang gw kerjakan selama weekend, etc. This past few months? Ew, semuanya tulisan depresi dan melancholic. Yuck! Sedih juga bacanya gw udah sangat jarang aktif hiks :( Habis gimana, mood nulis blog sedang sangat minim. Ini aja gw nulis gara-gara gatau mau ngapain. Harusnya sih mandi tapi kok males?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll tell you what has been happening to me the past month (July doang :D which, baru berjalan 8 hari hehe :D):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 1st:&lt;/span&gt; I fight with Rio, again and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. CAPEK sumpah CAPEK, tapi gue sadar kita berantem terlalu sering itu ga baik. Mending kalo masalahnya worth it, ini? SEPELE. Serius deh. Misalnya gw cerita apa-apa aja yg bisa bikin kita berantem pasti lo bakal terperanga saking ga pentingnya, gw pun yakin yg sering gw curhatin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mungkin&lt;/span&gt; enek karena denger seberapa SEPELEnya problem yg bikin gw dan Rio berantem. Anywho, dia pulang hari itu dengan perasaan shock, dan ya bisa dibilang harga diri jatuh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maafin aku ya sayang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 2nd: &lt;/span&gt;Earlier that day (mid-night ish) I talked on the phone for 4 hours with Rio, woot! Thats a record for us since he isn't much of a talker dan gw sering kali diem kalo lawan bicara gw pun diem, so yeaaah. Awalnya sih kita telfon gr2 mau nyelesein masalah dihari sebelumnya, pembicaraan itu pun memakan waktu kira-kira 2 jam kurang setelah itu kita memperbaiki relation kita deh :D Alhamdulillah, it went well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 3rd: &lt;/span&gt;Iseng sih sbetulnya plan gw untuk menculik Rio ini. Jadi pas gw bangun, gw kan sempet sms Rio soalnya dia minta (atau bisa dibilang, mengharuskan... hmm? :p) gw untuk ngabarin dia misalnya gw bangun and such and such, and so I did. Tapi dia baru bales jam 6 kurang gitu gw udah keburu males dan kebetulan saat itu fokus gw terpecah belah antara &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plurk, facebook&lt;/span&gt; and apa ya? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Msn&lt;/span&gt;, I think. Trs tiba-tiba dia nyapa gw, huahaha dan dia pun sedikit ngambek karena smsnya ga dibales and so I said sorry and explained why lalu dia off zz -_- ga penting sekali ol-nya haha :D Yaudah habis itu gw sempet away bentar ga megang laptop dan nelfon dia. Di situ gw nanya lagi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Jadi ga nih diculiknya?"&lt;/span&gt; dia pun jawab &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Zz bego banget sih mau nyulik kok bilang2"&lt;/span&gt; haha ya habis gimana rumah dia jauh boooi, klo gw beneran nyulik eh tp ga boleh zz bngt kan usaha gue? Eh tp dia bilang boleh, asiiiik! Tapi musti nunggu nyokap soalnya mobil lagi dipake, and so I waited. Ga lama nyokap balik dan gw pun langsung nanya boleh ga. Nyokap semula sempet yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hmm, ketemu Rio?"&lt;/span&gt; kayak agak segan, ntah kenapa tapi akhirnya boleh. YAAAAAAYYYYY! :D Yaudah langsung deh gw mandi, siap-siap dan ciao! Gw sempet nunggu for like 10 minutes trs kt pun sempet kebingungan mau ke mana, tapi emg dasarnya kita lg jd bolang akhirnya kita ke &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taman Menteng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dimsum Kemang&lt;/span&gt; afterward ;) Di Tamen sempet yg kita bicara serius blabla, tapi ya namanya juga kita pasti habis itu jadi enakkan dan biasa lagi. Habis itu gw kelaperan dan gw lg ga doyan masakan rumah DAN pada dasarnya lagi pengeeeeen sushinya Dimsum Kemang yaudah ciao lah ke sana. Pas ke BCA, gw sempet smsan tuh sama temen bolang kita (the true bolang deh!) namanya Dandy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bukan, ini bukan yang kembaran gw.&lt;/span&gt; Akhirnya setelah blabliblu dia pun nyusul. We stayed at Kemang sampe jam 5 gitu, langsung cabut dan pulang deh lalu tidur karena capeeeeek banget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 4th: &lt;/span&gt;Nah udah kan tuh tidur baru jam 7 kurang bangun jam 2-3an. Langsung itu smsan sama orang-orang ngajakkin jalan. Semula emang ada rencana ke Koffka, Lamandau, soalnya ada temen gue &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talitha&lt;/span&gt; yang mau curhat soalnya baru putus eh tapi pas udah fix tiba-tiba dia cancel. Zzz. Yaudah akhirnya jalan lah kita dengan orang-orang yang berbeda, mereka adalah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP5ibGyYPI/AAAAAAAAAjo/NoERbt4fnuk/s1600-h/DSC_1552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP5ibGyYPI/AAAAAAAAAjo/NoERbt4fnuk/s400/DSC_1552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355898751660744946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Dandy&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP5iLqCuII/AAAAAAAAAjg/pqG-4BjAeAY/s1600-h/DSC_1553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP5iLqCuII/AAAAAAAAAjg/pqG-4BjAeAY/s400/DSC_1553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355898747513649282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Dion&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP5hquP7JI/AAAAAAAAAjY/fSMhXn9U5C4/s1600-h/DSC_1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP5hquP7JI/AAAAAAAAAjY/fSMhXn9U5C4/s400/DSC_1554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355898738672921746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Riku&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, awalnya tuh kita mau nongkrong aja di Koffka tapiiiiiiii pas udah sampe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D'Best&lt;/span&gt; tiba-tiba nyokap gw dengan sangat santainya nyuruh gue balik ke rumah HANYA KARENA KUNCI KAMAR DIA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KETINGGALAN&lt;/span&gt;. Yak! BAGUS. Di situ mood gw langsung down sekali karena bete, dan ya habis itu sempet adu argumen dengan manusia-manusia di atas mau gimana. Tapi mereka sangaaaat baik sekali akhirnya mereka mau ke rumah gw dan yaa akhirnya nongkrongnya di rumah gw deh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we did that night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlSf_m7vINI/AAAAAAAAAk4/41f9da20fTA/s1600-h/DSC_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlSf_m7vINI/AAAAAAAAAk4/41f9da20fTA/s400/DSC_1490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081771982037202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dandy adalah orang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ter&lt;/span&gt;rakus malam itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlSf_TEfGGI/AAAAAAAAAkw/UziSavCBAjQ/s1600-h/DSC_1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlSf_TEfGGI/AAAAAAAAAkw/UziSavCBAjQ/s400/DSC_1504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081766650026082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlSf-3iNn8I/AAAAAAAAAko/FsuMGsutCiA/s1600-h/DSC_1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlSf-3iNn8I/AAAAAAAAAko/FsuMGsutCiA/s400/DSC_1510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081759258517442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlSf-nyfnxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/m_q5WpR83ts/s1600-h/DSC_1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlSf-nyfnxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/m_q5WpR83ts/s400/DSC_1512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081755031838482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comments on fa&lt;/span&gt;cebook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/29nice"&gt;Satrya Damarjati&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 2:13am July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ed5b958a89b68967930" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;kaya anak epilepsi bhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1508380768"&gt;Krishna Malik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 7:50am July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ed5b9605e2a40917600" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;ini pada main dimana ? ada wahana sepeda kecil segala.&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1372891085"&gt;Dion Adi Kristiawan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 8:39pm July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ed5b968069841411747" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;main drmh org nii, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;anjing bgt spedanya kcil orgnya gede&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlSf-M5cM9I/AAAAAAAAAkY/kwL2ZuoDyN8/s1600-h/DSC_1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlSf-M5cM9I/AAAAAAAAAkY/kwL2ZuoDyN8/s400/DSC_1524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081747813217234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comments on facebook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=695660036"&gt;Melinda Septifiani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 1:12am July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ec66bff973483403416" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;kyk kelinci lg ngendap2 mo maling ketimun HAUHAUAH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/mirzarfina"&gt;Mirza Arfina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 5:46am July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ec66c0b306219786321" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;Aaaaahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1320125494"&gt;Eggy Izzi Shalliya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 5:57am July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ec66c15a75b73642693" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;baru bisa main sepeda jadi gitu, roda empat lagi bisanya ckckck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=758944185"&gt;Teddy Triantara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 5:58am July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ec66c1e347531224128" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;weh jgn salah lo, klo si Rio berubah jadi kamen rider, sepedanya jga berubah hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1320125494"&gt;Eggy Izzi Shalliya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 6:02am July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ec66c29513c77334634" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;kamen rider kok kurus banget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/tashangel"&gt;Tasya Nandya Saraswati Judhie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 9:55am July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ec66c32ce5d08221621" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;masa kecil kurang happy wkwk :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/tashangel"&gt;Tasya Nandya Saraswati Judhie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 9:56am July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ec66c3a712991235522" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;btw , itu sepeda syapa deh ? :p . tapi gue yakin sepedanya ga bakal rusak soalnya yg naik juga badannya ringan kaya BULU XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1532168554"&gt;Irvan Deriza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="comment_meta_data"&gt; at 3:03pm July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comment_credits"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4a54ec66c42ed2828123729" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;haha mkkb ck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP9q9Ht_VI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/3DT2fUzaUMo/s1600-h/DSC_1529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP9q9Ht_VI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/3DT2fUzaUMo/s400/DSC_1529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355903296276921682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yoi deh temen-temen gw, workout semua -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP9qtfvEoI/AAAAAAAAAkI/epStDu_TVtk/s1600-h/DSC_1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP9qtfvEoI/AAAAAAAAAkI/epStDu_TVtk/s400/DSC_1550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355903292082688642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pada main capsa, hiks aku ga bisa jadi jd tukang foto :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP9qLInnnI/AAAAAAAAAkA/PXNkmj_mkFY/s1600-h/DSC_1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP9qLInnnI/AAAAAAAAAkA/PXNkmj_mkFY/s400/DSC_1569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355903282858925682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP9pwSQ_2I/AAAAAAAAAj4/HPV2s2iLkhs/s1600-h/DSC_1580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP9pwSQ_2I/AAAAAAAAAj4/HPV2s2iLkhs/s400/DSC_1580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355903275651628898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP9psQOh3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/EEsjmG38Hp8/s1600-h/DSC_1586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP9psQOh3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/EEsjmG38Hp8/s400/DSC_1586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355903274569336690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;huahauhauah pada tepar semuanya! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEBOH YEEEE -_- rumah gw udah berisik aja sampe jam 2an, karena habis itu udah pada tepar semua hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, si Riku pun balik jam 4 sedangan Dion dan Dandy baru balik jam 5. Gw yg udah capeeeeek, ngantuuuuuk, kepanasan, meriaang pengen tidur tapi ga enak klo gw ke kamar. Yaudah nungguin mreka pada cabut dulu deh -_- Dan ya bener aja loh, ga lama setelah mereka cabut gw pun langsung ganti baju, cuci muka gitu2 langsung terbaaaaang ke alam mimpi huahauha! :D Tapi gara-gara 2 hari berturut-turut gw kena angin malem terus, sekarang gw masuk angin deh :( Mana tadi sempet maag paraaaah bgt pas sebelum nyontreng zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 4-5: &lt;/span&gt;I can't remember what I did that day. Kayaknya cuma bermalas-malasan di tempat tidur, kalo ga pindah tempat ke sofa depan dan bermain PS serta online di malam harinya hahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 6th: &lt;/span&gt;Mendownload banyaaaaaaak sekali games &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tycoon&lt;/span&gt;. Yang gw download sih cm cinema tycoon, sama sushi something. FYI, jadi tycoon itu adalah game yang membuat gw berpikir gimana caranya membuat sesuatu dari nol. Ada zoo tycoon, roller coaster, etc. Tapi kalo yang cinema sih ceritanya jadi kita disuruh ngebikin sebuah cinema yang udah bangkrut supaya sukses lagi, nanti as your lever grows cinemanya bakal pindah-pindah tempatnya. Seru deh! Now I'm in level 3 :D out of I don't know how many levels there is.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 7th: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hmm, membantu mama memasak steak dan lain-lain. Tapi karena gw sedang tidak mood, jadinya cuma bantu dikit doang huahaha sangat bukan wanita sekali yaa :$ Malemnya nonton &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson's Funeral&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CNN&lt;/span&gt;. Itu sedikit membuat gw berpikir &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Apa bener prediksi orang-orang tentang kiamat 2012?"&lt;/span&gt; Karena as you all know and realized, banyak sekali musibah yang sedang menimpa dunia saat ini dan semua itu menewaskan orang kebanyakkan. Dari yang masalah sesimple sakit biasa, sampai musibah alam yang naas. Hiiiks, serem :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malem itu gw jg berpikir, dan bingung juga... MJ kan dimakamkan, tapi kok acaranya kayak acara konser ato awards gitu sih? Too many claps -_- Berasa nonton MTV awards tau ga ketimbang nonton funeral orang meninggal? Zz -_- tapi gw sangaaaaat merinding saat liat si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brooke Shield &lt;/span&gt;ngmg, dalem banget :(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 8th: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;NYONTREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENG!!!!!!! That's probably the hi-lite of ALL Indonesian for today. Yep! It's election day! But I don't know why I don't feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; excited dibandingkan dengan nyontreng waktu caleg kmrn. Mungkin krn ya gw memang masih kurang peduli dengan politik Indonesia, I must admit. Tadi aja ntah dari mana asalnya tiba-tiba pas gw udah selese nyontreng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LANJUTKAN&lt;/span&gt;, tiba-tiba langsung muncul ide buat gambar-gambar di muka 3 orang: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mega, JK &amp;amp; Prabowo&lt;/span&gt;. Kalo ditanya kenapa gw juga gatau, spontanitas. Dan jangan berpikir gw dendam sama mereka, ngga kok. Kan udah dibilang, gw kurang peduli sama politik Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okei, secara I haven't slept for like errr 24+8 hours=32 hours akhirnya pas jam 11 kurang as I was on the phone with my boyfriend tiba-tiba mulut mulai ngaco ngomong yang artinya gw udah ngantuk, yaudah tutup telfon dan gw langsung ambleeeees tidur sampe jam 5! Itu juga gara-gara emak gw bangunin gw suruh makan bareng. Ajiiiiiiib! Pecel lele supeeeeeer pedes sambelnya, gokeeeeeel banget masakkan emak gw (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it for now. It's currently 2.09 AM, July 9th 2009 and I don't feel sleepy at ALL, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as always&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-6175254886892383845?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/6175254886892383845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=6175254886892383845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/6175254886892383845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/6175254886892383845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/07/upgradejulye-day.html' title='upgrade_july_e-day'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SlP5ibGyYPI/AAAAAAAAAjo/NoERbt4fnuk/s72-c/DSC_1552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-2478780901581181602</id><published>2009-06-23T19:56:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:18:13.047+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Pirates, aaaarrrrrr!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seperti yang kalian tau, the past 2 months I've been rarely active from blogging world. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why, you ask?&lt;/span&gt; I have no idea. Ide banyak, tapi saking terlalu banyaknya sampe bingung mau nulis yang mana. Besides, emang lagi males banget online laptop since 1 bulan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; terakhir. So, postingan kali ini gue akan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; mengupdate apa-apa saja yang sudah terjadi. Okay? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;NEW HAIR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDXEPyRYqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/312GKjfsB9k/s1600-h/IMG00356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDXEPyRYqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/312GKjfsB9k/s400/IMG00356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350512825272984226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yap! I finally cut my hair :D Padahal gue rencana mau potong bulan Mei awal tuh, tapi I get too comfortable with not having bangs. But yeah, namanya juga Melin, ga mungkin bisa betah lama ga pake poni. So I cut it short. But this time, bukan poni dora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; haha soalnya kata Rio gw aneh kalo poni dora. I cut my bangs menjadi miring, ke kiri. Kurang suka sih sebetulnya gue, soalnya gue suka banget mindah sisi poni dari kiri-kanan-kiri-etc. Skrg cm bisa 1 sisi itu sedikit menyebalkan, but anywho, I still like it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; my boyfriend and I cut our hair together, nyaaw :3 he looks chubbier this way ya? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Fight, fight, fights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Argh gw streeeeeeeeeess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s!! Semenjak insiden 25 May (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is private confidential, no one except kembaran gue Dandi knows, dan ya keluarga gue beserta oknum yang bersangkutan&lt;/span&gt;), gw dan Rio jadi seriiing banget ribut. Bener-bener sering parah. FYI, selama sminggu penuh dari tanggal 25-31 May kemarin gw dan Rio bener-bener y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;g kyk Tom&amp;amp;Jerry. RIBUUUUUUUT mulu, capek bangeeeet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;gue sumpah! Sampai 2 hari lalu pun kita masih sering ribut, mostly because gue egois minta ini itu tp ga bisa kesampean alhasil gw ngambek. Rio bete gw ngambek, jdnya kt brantem deh. Climax-nya (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt;) 2 hari lalu itu, jadi gw ngilang untuk beberapa jam (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gw aja baru bangun udah jam 4 krg sore&lt;/span&gt;) dan tiba-tiba jam 10 malam gue mendapatkan response di plurk dari dia dan kata-katany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a itu bikin gue shock banget! Tiba-tiba pula gw dpt wall dr dia di fb, kata-katanya begini:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;*barusan ngecheck fb dan ternyata diapus sama Rio, meeh -_- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh well...&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tp Alhamdulillah, ga pernah stop gue mengucap syukur kepada Allah S.W.T setelah kejadian tempo hari, sejak insiden itu gue sama Rio bisa lbh hangat dan terbuka lagi. Insya Allah, kita bakal lebih-sangat-amat jarang ribut dari hari itu. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amin, amin ya robbal alammin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speaking of bersyukur, ini juga udah ada dibenak gw sejak gw bangun tidur tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Jadi, gw sekarang sedang amat sangat mensyukuri hidup gw. Lebih dan kurangnya, semua deh pokoknya gw syukuri! Dari keluarga gw yg tidak pernah berhenti membantu gw setiap gw cekcok sm Rio, terutama nyokap gw. Hiks :'( Gw merasa sangat amat berdosa sekali saat ini terhadap beliau. Lalu, pacar gw yg selalu mengerti sikap labil pacarnya ini yang tak kunjung stabil-stabil. Haha, insya Allah ya njing aku akan '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berkembang'&lt;/span&gt; seperti yang kamu (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dan aku&lt;/span&gt;) inginkan. AND NOT TO FORGET, my verybery beeeeeest friend, Adelia :) Dia emang jarang ada buat gw, kita pun jarang contact but somehow when I tell her stories, itu pasti dia bisa banget nenangin gw. She's childish and rare dibandingan dengan cewe-cewe seumuran kita seharusny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a, tp advicenya dia itu ampuh sekali (y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;8:51 PM: BRB, makan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;9:26 PM: baaack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Lalu, apa lg ya? Ya pokoknya gw lg bersyukur dengan keberadaan keluarga, sahabat dan pacar gw. Hehe :D Sulit untuk dijelaskan, namun sangat terasa di hati dan pikiran :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDs6B_sDAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/q15ie7yVa7A/s1600-h/DSC_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDs6B_sDAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/q15ie7yVa7A/s400/DSC_0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350536839028280322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adik kecilkuu, Dylan :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDs5jovWGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9SKcGmhg1nA/s1600-h/DSC_1381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDs5jovWGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9SKcGmhg1nA/s400/DSC_1381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350536830878963810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adik pertama, Dimas :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDs5TaLPMI/AAAAAAAAAi4/jp8lUFUWT90/s1600-h/DSC_1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDs5TaLPMI/AAAAAAAAAi4/jp8lUFUWT90/s400/DSC_1420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350536826522909890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pacar dan mamakuu :)&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDx6ziZ6ZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/i9RN9GoNQg0/s1600-h/DSC04934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDx6ziZ6ZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/i9RN9GoNQg0/s400/DSC04934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350542349885368722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sahabatkuu :)&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My treasure chest :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teramat sangat gw sayangi, gw gatau gw bakal gimana without them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Gw skrg mau nge-list a few to-do lists;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kurangin porsi makan!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huuff, gw lg sangat self concious dengan berat badan gw :( Ga gendut sih, cuma yaa ga puas dengan yang skrg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXERCISE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini nih yang slalu diperintahkan oleh nyokap dan Rio. hahaha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tidur cepat, bangun pagi! SUNSHINE SUNSHINE, I miss you A LOT! :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gw tidur selalu paling cepet jam 4 dan bangun paling cepet jam 1 :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explore photography. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gilaa, gw udah lama banget ga megang kamera gw untuk motret bener-bener motret. Kangeeen banget! :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bertemu dengan sahabat tercintaaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terakhir ketemu tuh bulan Maret, masih baru-barunya jadian sama Rio jd gw inget. Hiiiiiks, lama skali tidak bertemu, aku rinduuuuuuu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memperbaiki sifat, sikap, kebiasaan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Udah terlalu sering gw menyakiti dan membuat kecewa orang-orang sekitar karena hal ini :( maaaaf semuanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Menjadi pacar yang baik! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kan kemarin gw belum terlalu menjadi pacar impian buat sang pacar, jadi gw mau mencoba berubah..... or he always say, 'berkembang' :) I will sayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELAJAR MASAK!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gw sebetulnya pengeeeeeeen banget bisa masak, cuma ntah kenapa maleees banget buat berlama-lama di dapur. Hiiiiks, masa kemarin gw masak sesuatu yg simple; cuma ngegoreng chicken stick, chicken ring, kentang, aja gw smpe kelabakan! Bukan salah gw completely sih, habisnya gw dibagi2 gitu fokusnya (masak steak juga soalnya) dan Rio ngga ngebantu hueee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ke pasar baru!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gw mau beli roll black&amp;amp;white dan belanja murah meriah di sanaaaaa, aahhh ingin cepat2!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuci cetak roll film b&amp;amp;w. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gileeee udah lama blm gw cuci-cuci!! Blm sempat dan gw pribadi emang gatau cuci roll kamera lama-lama gitu di mana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yg kepikiran cuma itu sih, for now, I'll think of another to-do lists later on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;T0odles!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-2478780901581181602?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/2478780901581181602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=2478780901581181602&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2478780901581181602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2478780901581181602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/06/pirates-aaaarrrrrr.html' title='Pirates, aaaarrrrrr!!'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SkDXEPyRYqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/312GKjfsB9k/s72-c/IMG00356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-2317256859328965729</id><published>2009-06-12T22:55:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:18:29.371+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>One of many other reasons :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9873e36cbe532241" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9873e36cbe532241%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347994%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D350B90379D42088FC9A6091C616CD3EF8E07869A.10FF960E580A9E0AFB18F0AA314B1D1606280101%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9873e36cbe532241%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt5mIRKI_7_K7TOV-4Oic-oB-lEE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9873e36cbe532241%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347994%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D350B90379D42088FC9A6091C616CD3EF8E07869A.10FF960E580A9E0AFB18F0AA314B1D1606280101%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9873e36cbe532241%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt5mIRKI_7_K7TOV-4Oic-oB-lEE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now you know why I L&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;VE &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bibirjahe.blogspot.com"&gt;Satrya Damarjati&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! 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Terlalu polos dan naif karena sudah berusaha meyakinkan diri sendiri kalau dia masih mengingat-ngingat gue walau hanya sesekali dalam beberapa minggu, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mungkin&lt;/span&gt;? Karena kenyataan itu yang gue sadari tadi, saat akhirnya gue bertemu kembali dengan&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-nya&lt;/span&gt; setelah hampir 2 tahun (kurang 12 hari) benar-benar tidak pernah bertemu walau tinggal di 1 kota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jantung gue berdegup dengan sangat kencang saat gue menatap matanya lagi, berharap dia akan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;setidaknya&lt;/span&gt; tersenyum. Tapi fakta berkata lain. Hati gue sangat,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sangat &lt;/span&gt;hancur saat tahu dan sadar kalau dia melihat gue akan tetapi tidak mengucapkan sepatah kata pun. Not even a simple smile. Hati gue &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lebih&lt;/span&gt; hancur lagi saat melihat dia datang ke arah gue, menatap langsung ke mata gue namun berjalan begitu saja. Seakan-akan gue ini hantu yang mungkin hanya dengan mengedipkan mata, seketika itu pula lah hantu itu akan menghilang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa mungkin gue berharap terlalu banyak? Gue rasa, iya. Dan karena itu pula lah, tangis gue pun ga bisa gue bendung lagi saat menyadari kenyataan pahit yang baru terjadi itu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;; bukan sekedar fatamorgana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANGUN, MEL! Dia bukan lagi orang yang sama seperti saat lo pertama berkenalan dengannya. Yang ramah dan selalu senyum saat menatap elo, walau elo tahu elo bukan siapa-siapanya. Dan sekarang, posisi gue sama persis seperti hari di mana gue pertama kali bertemu dirinya. Gue bukan (lagi) siapa-siapa dia. Tapi apa tidak boleh gue berharap setidaknya dia tersenyum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hati gue masih terasa sakit setiap gue nge-flashback kejadian yang terjadi kurang lebih 10-15 detik tadi. Dan gue (sangat) tidak suka sakit hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-8000404537001378355?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/8000404537001378355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=8000404537001378355&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8000404537001378355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8000404537001378355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-still-mine.html' title='Are you still mine?'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-8044570531012238861</id><published>2009-05-19T23:52:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:19:56.299+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><title type='text'>Another great life lesson :)</title><content type='html'>Which lasts longer, the feeling of "sayang" or "cinta"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur gw pribadi sampai saat ini masih belum bisa mendefinisikan kedua kata tersebut, apalagi membedakan. Mungkin ada beberapa orang yang akan mengatakan kedua kata tersebut adalah hal yang sama, tapi enggak bagi gw. Menurut gue, cinta itu lebih ke perasaan yang teratas, melebihi segalanya dan hanya bisa dirasakan oleh beberapa orang dan kepada orang-orang tertentu. Sedangkan sayang lebih ke perasaan yang netral, yang bisa dirasakan oleh siapa pun kepada siapa pun. Hal yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;common&lt;/span&gt;, bisa dibilang begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti apa ya, sayang itu bisa diibaratkan oleh kata "teman". Pasti kita punya dong teman, dan gw yakin banyak teman-teman kita. Sedangkan kata "cinta" itu bisa diibaratkan oleh kata "sahabat sejati". Susah kan cari sahabat sejati? Dan kalau pun ada, pasti enggak sebanyak teman biasa kan? Yaa seperti itulah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Sabtu dini hari, gw dan Rio sempat berantem hebat banget. Mungkin berantem terparah bagi kita berdua, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so far&lt;/span&gt; - hopefully ga akan pernah lagi, amin! Alasannya sepele, waktu itu udah pukul 1 dini hari dan dia tiba-tiba mengetok kamar gw izin mau pulang, padahal sebelumnya dia bilang mau nginep. Jelas gue larang, terlebih lagi karena dia lg kurang sehat dan udah jam segitu juga. Hell no I'm giving him permission to go home. Tapi agaknya alasan gw kurang begitu bisa diterima oleh Rio, maka dari itu dimulailah perdebatan yang berujung bentak-bentakan diantara kita berdua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, skip masalah itu karena itu kurang berelasi dengan apa yang mau gw omongin. Besides, itu cuma berlangsung selama 1 jam kok (Ntah itu bagus atau buruk, gw kurang tau).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subuhnya, terjadi sesuatu yang SANGAT SANGAT SANGAT........ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*speechless*&lt;/span&gt;. Gw tidak bisa menjelaskan oleh kata-kata, walau ada 26 huruf dalam alphabet, tapi 26 huruf tersebut masih kurang bagi gw untuk bisa dirangkai menjadi kalimat-kalimat yang bisa menjelaskan apa yang terjadi saat itu. Singkat cerita, hal tersebut 'menampar' gue, Rio dan beberapa oknum yang tidak bisa disebutkan di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah satu oknum bertanya ke gue, atau mungkin Rio, err... ya kita berdua lah; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kalian udah berapa lama jadian?"&lt;/span&gt; dan jawaban gue ala kadarnya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kita udah putus malah, kita jadian cuma sebulan hehe"&lt;/span&gt; dan mendengar jawaban gw yang memang polos tapi memang fakta oknum tersebut berkata &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ck, kalian ini yaah... Tapi bagus sih, jadi kalian itu saling sayang ya, bukan cinta. Karena kalau cinta, putus ya putus aja. Biasanya jadi musuh malah. Sedangkan kalo sayang, perasaan itu akan tetap ada regardless status kalian."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nyeeeeeees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas dia ngomong itu, otak gue langsung berpendapat "Bener juga". Karena apa ya, menurut gw pribadi perasaan sayang (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FYI&lt;/span&gt;, ini jawaban gw atas pertanyaan di awal blog ini) itu lebih everlasting dibandingkan cinta. Cinta emang jauh lebih WOW dibandingkan sayang, tapi sayang itu tidak menuntut apa-apa. Sedangkan cinta iya. Menurut gw loh ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang itu bisa diibaratkan oleh air yang terus aja ngalir, rasa sayang itu suka nongol aja tiba-tiba dan tanpa bisa ditolak apa lagi dihentikan. Sedangkan cinta, bisa dikontrol. Duh, susah deh ini hal yang abstrak. :-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw bisa ngomong gw sayang sm nyokap gw, tp gw ga bs ngmg gw cinta sm nyokap gw. Ntah kenapa, tapi menurut otak dan lidah gw kata sayang lebih enak diucapkan dibanding kata cinta. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai saat ini, gw enggak yakin gw pernah merasakan apa itu perasaan cinta. Gw sempat merasa yakin pernah merasakan itu ke mantan kedua terakhir, tapi ntahlah. Habis gada seorang pun yang bisa memembuat gw mengerti arti dari kata cinta, jadi ya gw kurang yakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Which lasts longer, the feeling of "sayang" or "cinta"?&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious to know your answer ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-8044570531012238861?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/8044570531012238861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=8044570531012238861&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8044570531012238861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/8044570531012238861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-great-life-lesson.html' title='Another great life lesson :)'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-2252792832741734308</id><published>2009-05-15T04:22:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:20:39.704+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><title type='text'>overexposure?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sedih ku tahu kini perasaanmu kepadaku&lt;br /&gt;sedih saat kau tak yakin kepadaku&lt;br /&gt;akan cintaku&lt;br /&gt;jalan berliku takkan membuatku&lt;br /&gt;menyerah akan cinta kita&lt;br /&gt;tatap mataku dan kau akan tahu&lt;br /&gt;semuanya yang ku rasakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reff:&lt;br /&gt;aku bertahan karna ku yakin cintaku kepadamu&lt;br /&gt;sesering kau coba tuk mematikan hatiku&lt;br /&gt;takkan terjadi yang aku tahu kau hanya untukku&lt;br /&gt;aku bertahan ku akan tetap pada pendirianku&lt;br /&gt;sekeras kau coba tuk membunuh cintaku&lt;br /&gt;yang aku tahu kau hanya untukku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatap mataku dan kau kan tahu&lt;br /&gt;semuanya yang ku rasakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*repeat reff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bertahan ku akan tetap pada pendirianku&lt;br /&gt;sekeras kau coba tuk membunuh cintaku&lt;br /&gt;yang aku tahu kau hanya untukku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku Bertahan by Rio Febrian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anjrit, gokiil! Dalem abis nih lagu, wow :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue pertama kali dengerin lagu ini ga terlalu ngeh amat sama liriknya, cuma berkali2 gue dengerin (di radio -_-) dan akhirnya tadi gue pun memutuskan untuk ngedownload dan WOW, gw sangat terkesima sekali membaca liriknya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah ga sih lo ngerasa sayaaaaang bgt sama 1 orang, padahal lo tau orang itu ngga sayang sama lo? Padahal lo tau, cinta lo hanya bertepuk sebelah tangan? And yet, lo tetep yakin akan pendirian lo kalau cinta lo suatu saat nanti akan terbalas, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somehow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gw pernah, dan gue sampai sekarang ntah kenapa masih merasakan hal itu. Walau yaa, enggak sekuat dulu. Tapi ya, gue sadar diri lah... Buat apa maksain kehendak gue misalnya yang bersangkutan tidak merasakan hal yang sama? Egois kan namanya kalo gue tetep aja maksain? Besides, life is about moving on forward bukannya stuck di satu titik aja, bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gw menemukan salah seorang teman gue yang sedang mengalami hal seperti Rio Febrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anggap nama oknum itu Miki, laki-laki. Dia lagi sayaaang bgt sama 1 cewe yang sayangnya tidak terbalaskan, anggap si cewe bernama Anya. Nah, Anya ini sayangnya tidak merasakan apa yang dirasakan oleh Miki, akan tetapi Miki tetep kekeuh akan pendiriannya untuk mengejar Anya dan dia sangat PEDE skali kalo suatu saat Anya akan jatuh ke pelukannya. Tapi, bad luck untuk Miki dia kurang cepat mendekati Anya. Anya keburu 'dijambret' oleh Surya. Mereka berdua pun cocok, dan akhirnya jadian. Namun sayang oh disayang, Miki salah memilih waktu untuk mengatakan soal perasaannya ke Anya; dia bilang itu waktu Anya udah jadian sama Surya dan saat itu Anya pun menjadi bingung mau milih siapa. Karena dia suka juga ke Miki, namun hanya sebatas suka fisik. Tapi saat itu Anya berpikir kalau dia pasti bisa merasakan rasa sayang seiring berjalannya waktu dia menghabiskan waktu bersama Miki, namun dia salah. Sampai suatu ketika, karena sifat posesif Miki yang berlebihan dia pun memaksa Anya untuk memilih antara dia atau Surya. Dan dalam hati Anya yang terdalam dia tau dia salah telah memberi lampu hijau yang berlebihan untuk Miki, dan dia akhirnya melepaskan keduanya. Dari pada milih salah satu tapi akhir2nya berantem? Karena sebenernya Miki dan Surya pun berteman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi skrg Anya baru sadar kalo dia sebenernya lebih sayang ke Surya dibanding Miki, dan kurang ajarnya Anya dia masih terus2an deket sama Miki walau setelah kejadian itu dia dan Miki agak renggang. Sampai sekarang pun Anya masih melakoni apa yang terjadi seperti gue ceritain di atas, karena sampai saat ini Anya masih belum mau terikat oleh siapa pun. Jadi dia mencoba untuk menjalani saja, tanpa ada beban atau goal. Dia lebih baik sendiri, karena dia sedang ingin membenahi perasaannya yang sempat kacau balau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ga tau kenapa gue nge-share cerita temen gue di atas, mungkin buat ngasih tau ke elo biar ga ngelakuin hal yang sama kyk dia kali ya? Karena gue pun jadi belajar banyak sekali dari cerita teman gue tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw sadar, yang namanya cinta itu sangat tidak bisa dipaksa&lt;br /&gt;Gw sadar, semua hal di dunia ini butuh proses dan proses tersebut sangat tidak bisa dikira-kira akan makan waktu berapa lama&lt;br /&gt;Gw sadar, ketika lo menyukai seseorang... Elo musti ngedefine dulu perasaan suka lo itu suka fisik atau suka personality dia, seperti waktu itu gue sempat komen di blog &lt;a href="http://kataichan.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-thought.html"&gt;Kanira&lt;/a&gt; dan di situ gue berpendapat jujur kalau gue lebih sering menyayangi seseorang karena personalitynya, bukan karena tetek bengek lain. Yah, bisa dibuktikan oleh perkataan &lt;a href="http://bibirjahe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rio&lt;/a&gt; yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kamu tuh ternyata yah kalau sayang sama orang itu ya bener-bener sayang, bkn karena tetek bengek lainnya"&lt;/span&gt;. Gw pribadi, bukan bermaksud nyombong, tapi itu kenyataannya. Setiap gue ditanya orang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kenapa sih lo bisa jadian sama ini, itu..."&lt;/span&gt; jawaban gue pasti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tau deh, ga ngerti gue"&lt;/span&gt; dan orang biasa berkata &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Itu namanya lo bener2 cinta"&lt;/span&gt;, karena setahu gue... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinta tidak butuh alasan kenapa itu terjadi, unlike any other reaction that happens surrounding us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral yang gue dapet dari cerita temen gue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Define your feelings towards someone before you do anything further with them&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; give a shiny light (whichever color) sebelum menjalani sama orang itu, we won't trip over unless we step forward right?&lt;br /&gt;3. Jangan terlalu berharap lebih saat lo masih dalam proses PDKT, karena harapan lo yang berlebih akan mempengaruhi the way u treat them&lt;br /&gt;4. Ungkapkan perasaan lo sedini mungkin. Urusan diterima/ditolak/dicacimaki/dll itu belakangan, yang penting lo ungkapin daripada lo nyesel ternyata lo telah melewatkan suatu kesempatan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; Moral apa yang lo dapet dari cerita pendek yang gue tulis di atas? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-2252792832741734308?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/2252792832741734308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=2252792832741734308&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2252792832741734308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2252792832741734308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/05/overexposure.html' title='overexposure?'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-3567956516409337444</id><published>2009-05-06T05:07:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:22:02.638+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Apa, apa, apa? Tanya kenapa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Apa sih yang kamu temuin di club?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu pertanyaan yang dilontarkan oleh seseorang semalam, dan itu terus-terusan terngiang-ngiang di telinga gue. Jujur jawaban gue: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enggak tau&lt;/span&gt;, dan pertanyaan itu pun udah ada lama dikepala gue. Begitu pula dengan pertanyaan seperti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Apa sih enaknya ngerokok?", "Apa sih enaknya minum alkohol?", "Apa sih enaknya selingkuh?", "Apa sih enaknya seks?" &lt;/span&gt;dan berbagai macam pertanyaan lainnya. Karena selama ini misalnya gue mendapatkan jawaban dari pertanyaan-pertanyaan di atas gue pasti akan merespon kurang lebih seperti ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;1. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SgC_eD-OdzI/AAAAAAAAAio/U61jmfIV3Yo/s1600-h/im_a_smoker_by_the_psycrothic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SgC_eD-OdzI/AAAAAAAAAio/U61jmfIV3Yo/s400/im_a_smoker_by_the_psycrothic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332472481989949234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken from: http://the-psycrothic.deviantart.com/art/im-a-smoker-49831390&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngerokok kan bikin sakit jantung, trs gangguan kehamilan, etc. Lalu kenapa kamu tetap merokok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SgC_eJ4FCXI/AAAAAAAAAig/Kg0c_ILieWM/s1600-h/Alcohol_by_rachel_sr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SgC_eJ4FCXI/AAAAAAAAAig/Kg0c_ILieWM/s400/Alcohol_by_rachel_sr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332472483574778226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken from: http://rachel-sr.deviantart.com/art/Alcohol-87688898&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkohol itu kan bikin gendut, bikin perut buncit trus kalo kebanyakkan bisa bikin gangguan di pencernaan apalagi kalo nggak makan sblmnya. Lalu kenapa kamu tetap melakukannya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Selingkuh itu dosa, bikin kita selalu melakukan dosa tiap saat dan menyakitkan diri sendiri lalu pihak yg kamu selingkuhi, dan yaa mungkin yg jadi selingkuhan misalnya doi gatau dijadiin selingkuhan. Mana beban kan jadi nambah karena takut ketauan selingkuh, trus jd tukang boong... Nah itu semua kembali lagi ke "selingkuh itu bikin selalu melakukan dosa setiap saat" lalu, kenapa tetap melakukannya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SgC_d2XDAaI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vTiIzatoYMU/s1600-h/Der_Sex_by_the_flow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SgC_d2XDAaI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vTiIzatoYMU/s400/Der_Sex_by_the_flow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332472478335959458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken from: http://the-flow.deviantart.com/art/Sex-58012590&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seks yah... Buat cewe, apa enggak sakit ya lubang sekecil itu dimasukkin sesuatu yg jauh lebih besar? Oke, emang memelar tapi buat yg masih perawan? Waktu pertama kali kan pasti sakit luar biasa bukan? Dan jangan lupa soal penyakit kelamin yg mungkin bisa kita derita karenanya, lalu kenapa tetap melakukan?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kalimat gue di atas agak terdengar kolot, memalukan dan ya, membingungkan namun itu beberapa pertanyaan yang selalu terngiang-ngiang di telinga gue. Dan walaupun gue berkali-kali udah mendapatkan jawaban dari orang-orang yang memang melakukan hal-hal tersebut, gue tetap merasa kurang puas. Karena gue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pernah mencoba merokok, dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt; tidak merasakan apa yang dirasakan oleh perokok kebanykkan yakni rasa addict.&lt;br /&gt;2. Gue enggak suka sama rasa alkohol yang keras dan pait, lagipula gue punya maag juga jadi gue ga berani macem-macem dengan penyakit gue yang satu ini.&lt;br /&gt;3. Selingkuh? Aduh, punya pacar aja enggak dan kalaupun punya itu ngurus 1 cowo belum termasuk masalah-masalah antara kita aja udah bikin puyeeeeeng apa lagi selingkuh? Dan, berbohong? Wow, I suck at lying. Seriously. Gw selalu terkikik geli atau tersenyum tiap kali mencoba berbohong, arghh!&lt;br /&gt;4. Gue no comment soal yang ini :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yah, itu semua tergantung dari individu-individu masing-masing. Lifestyle saya dan kamu pasti berbeda, begitu pula lifestyle saya dan dia yang ada di ujung ruangan. Jadi apapun keputusan kita dalam menjalani hidup kita ini, sebisa mungkin pikirkan masak-masak terlebih dahulu sebelum kita loncat ke konklusi di mana mungkin bila tidak dipikirkan matang-matang akan membuat kita menyesalinya di kemudian hari. Semoga tidak, ya? :)&lt;br /&gt;Karena gue skrg lg &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;agak&lt;/span&gt; menyesali sesuatu, tp insya Allah ini enggak bener-bener menjadi penyesalan gue. Karena gue tau, ini yang terbaik hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-3567956516409337444?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/3567956516409337444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=3567956516409337444&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/3567956516409337444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/3567956516409337444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/05/apa-apa-apa-tanya-kenapa.html' title='Apa, apa, apa? Tanya kenapa?'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SgC_eD-OdzI/AAAAAAAAAio/U61jmfIV3Yo/s72-c/im_a_smoker_by_the_psycrothic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-5968170731174938634</id><published>2009-04-30T00:00:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:21:27.338+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Experimenting With Photoshop, I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiKDUxTb2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/W0oweMnvQts/s1600-h/DSC_0351+with.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiKDUxTb2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/W0oweMnvQts/s400/DSC_0351+with.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330161948712726370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiKDe7IrEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/BEU6hrhcd38/s1600-h/DSC_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiKDe7IrEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/BEU6hrhcd38/s400/DSC_0327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330161951438318658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiKDP6JZRI/AAAAAAAAAiA/jACKWqyRbbA/s1600-h/DSC_0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiKDP6JZRI/AAAAAAAAAiA/jACKWqyRbbA/s400/DSC_0226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330161947407639826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiI76sDs5I/AAAAAAAAAh4/c96baTYVB7E/s1600-h/DSC_0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiI76sDs5I/AAAAAAAAAh4/c96baTYVB7E/s400/DSC_0222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330160721940689810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiI7pvoHDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/yLuQ3HELcHk/s1600-h/DSC_0198+color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiI7pvoHDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/yLuQ3HELcHk/s400/DSC_0198+color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330160717392256050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiI7j5YknI/AAAAAAAAAho/hCqwEirm530/s1600-h/DSC_0198+b%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiI7j5YknI/AAAAAAAAAho/hCqwEirm530/s400/DSC_0198+b%26w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330160715822568050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiI7ajoBsI/AAAAAAAAAhg/3JpkidzxH-A/s1600-h/DSC_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiI7ajoBsI/AAAAAAAAAhg/3JpkidzxH-A/s400/DSC_0158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330160713315387074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiI7IEK0MI/AAAAAAAAAhY/O0TycDAAgcI/s1600-h/DCS_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiI7IEK0MI/AAAAAAAAAhY/O0TycDAAgcI/s400/DCS_0276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330160708351611074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been bored lately with the usual routines and yet I've been feeling a little more creative these days, but I don't wanna take photographs cause the objects surround me are lame. So therefore what I did was I chose a few old stock photos and just play around with it in photoshop, or you may call it experimenting. I've never experimented something like this before, I'm not that 'pede'. So comments, critiques are very welcome! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These photos are taken by various people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-5968170731174938634?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/5968170731174938634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=5968170731174938634&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/5968170731174938634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/5968170731174938634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/04/experimenting-with-photoshop-i.html' title='Experimenting With Photoshop, I'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfiKDUxTb2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/W0oweMnvQts/s72-c/DSC_0351+with.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-7189463496770917783</id><published>2009-04-28T05:52:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:21:53.106+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>patahturun/breakdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You said you loved me&lt;br /&gt;More than anyone else could ever know&lt;br /&gt;But now you're leaving&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to strive to work this out&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been one to brag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights get lonely&lt;br /&gt;And all I have left is a memory of you&lt;br /&gt;I tried to say this&lt;br /&gt;But now there's nothing left for me to do&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been one to brag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go, just stay&lt;br /&gt;I watched with tears in my eyes as you walked away&lt;br /&gt;Miss your voice, and your touch&lt;br /&gt;And if I told you I loved you could that be enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An awkward silence&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long since I've heard from you&lt;br /&gt;And I lay sleepless&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that my heart still belongs to you&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been one to brag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go, just stay&lt;br /&gt;I watched with tears in my eyes as you walked away&lt;br /&gt;Miss your voice, and your touch&lt;br /&gt;And if I told you I loved you could that be enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go, just stay&lt;br /&gt;I watched with tears in my eyes as you walked away&lt;br /&gt;Miss your voice, and your touch&lt;br /&gt;And if I told you I loved you could that be enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight I'll stay home and miss you more than you'll ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Told Me You Loved Me by Cinematic Sunrise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a very awkward moment,&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a very difficult situation,&lt;br /&gt;I've been having one of the toughest dilemma I ever felt so far in 17 years of my life,&lt;br /&gt;And all of that happens at the same time, same month, to the same person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I should do, but I just couldn't do it,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was brave enough to stand up and say what I wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;but then I chickened out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray, pray, pray,&lt;br /&gt;That's the easiest getaway I could think of,&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, the hardest thing I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shit, I seriously need to get out of Jakarta and play around with my imagination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my not-so-cool &lt;a href="http://mel--hoppus182.deviantart.com/"&gt;gallery&lt;/a&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-7189463496770917783?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/7189463496770917783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=7189463496770917783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/7189463496770917783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/7189463496770917783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/04/patahturunbreakdown.html' title='patahturun/breakdown'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-4779210475022122450</id><published>2009-04-27T01:10:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T04:46:56.423+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>the 10 things I ♥ the most about myself</title><content type='html'>Gw sempat bertamu ke 3 blog berbeda, dan ketiganya memiliki 1 postingan yg serupa. Inti dari post serupa tersebut adalah membuat diri kita menjadi nyaman dan semakin mencintai diri kita sendiri. Yep! 10 list of things that we love,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; or I can say&lt;/span&gt; plus points about ourselves. I'm thinking real hard for this one, so... don't laugh at it, don't say rude things about it... I'm just trying to love myself, the way it is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfTKKFU4BtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uEw38PH3oIg/s1600-h/DSC_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfTKKFU4BtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uEw38PH3oIg/s400/DSC_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329106533663377106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;ENJOY! ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy happy joy joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that I'm a happy person. And thankfully, a lot of people said they love being near me when I'm in my happy mood. Cause I'd like to share my happiness, and somehow I manage to make them also in a good mood. Well, my 2nd latest ex told me this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm loyal to my friends/boyfriend/family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that I'm loyal if I already fell in love with a person. No matter what people might say about him, or whatever things he did to me that might be kinda wrong, if I think that rumor(s) isn't 100% true or it could be fixed I'll tell him to fix it. I'll do my best to keep my relationship happy, safe and sound :D&lt;br /&gt;Same thing goes to my friends and family. If anything bad happens to them, I'll do anything to keep them safe and I'll do my best to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys with money? Not so interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias,&lt;/span&gt; gw ga matre! Gue kurang begitu peduli akan seberapa banyak duit yang dimiliki oleh pasangan gue, dan gue pun enggak pernah menuntut pasangan gue harus yg selalu ngebayarin gue segala macem. No. I'd rather pay for myself every once in a while or if he told me that we have to pay for ourselves. Karena apa ya, menurut gue money isn't an important object or a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must have&lt;/span&gt; thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Berpendirian!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atau keras kepala?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue musti jujur sejujur-jujurnya, kalau gue SANGAT keras sekalinya gue udah berpendirian A, ato B ato C. Dan sangatlah teramat susah untuk mengubah pendirian gue. Gue 2 hr lalu diingetin sama salah seorang temen gue soal sifat gue yg ini, dan yaah sblm2nya orang2 jg banyak sih yg ngmg soal ini. Salah dua pendirian gue yg alhamdulillah sampe saat ini masih bisa gue pegang kokoh adalah; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tidak merokok&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tidak melakukan seks sebelum menikah&lt;/span&gt;. Doakan gue kuat ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gw sangaaat bangga sekali dengan yang satu ini. I might not be as creative as the professionals, but dalam standard orang awam yang sangat mencintai Art; gue bisa dibilang cukup kreatif. Sayang aja, saking jenuhnya gue dengan rutinitas yang itu-itu melulu, kadang membuat kreatifitas gue terganggu. Gw tipe orang yg bosenan sih, jd gue musti do something new to be creative :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a loving person, menerima sepaket-paketnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibirjahe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rio&lt;/a&gt; pernah berkata kepada gue &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ya aku jadi tau aja kalo kamu tuh sekalinya sayang sama orang, ya karena emang kamu sayang. Bukan karena tetek bengek lainnya"&lt;/span&gt; dan reaksi gue saat doi berkata itu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ah masa sih?"&lt;/span&gt;. Cuma setelah gue liat2 dan renungkan kembali, emang bener apa kata dia. Gue tipe orang yg sebisa mungkin berusaha untuk menerima pasangan gue dan teman/sahabat gue sepaket-paketnya. Karena gue tau, kalo udah sepaket mau lo ubah kyk apa ya ga bakalan bisa. Kan bayarnya paket itu, jd ya terimanya seisi-isinya dong. Besides, if I don't accept them as a whole package, that means I'm loving the person I'm creating dong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Awal dari cinta adalah membiarkan orang yang kita cinta menjadi dirinya sendiri, dan tidak merubahnya menjadi gambaran yang kita inginkan. Jika tidak, kita hanya mencintai pantulan diri sendiri yang kita temukan di dalam dia." - Aribhewhe.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malu bertanya, sesat di jalan, bos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoa yoi, gue tipe orang yang bakalan terus menerus bertanya misalnya gue ga ngerti tentang sesuatu. Gue tipe yg butuh tau sesuatu secara detail sih, hehe :D This might make me look dumb or whatever, but I don't really care. Daripada lo yg gatau apa2 tp lo sok2an ngerti, hayo looh ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there for youuu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sangat sayang dengan orang-orang di sekitar gue, mau itu orang yg baru sejam di kenal kek, setaun, seabad, u count it! Sebisa mungkin gue membuat mereka merasa nyaman berada di samping gue, salah satunya dengan membuka jasa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pelacuran&lt;/span&gt; alias &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pela&lt;/span&gt;yanan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cur&lt;/span&gt;hat-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; :D Gue sangat tau, hanya dengan bercerita sedikit dari beban yang lg kt pikul rasanya seperti kehilangan beberapa KG berat badan kt; enteeeeeeeng! Dan gue ingin orang2 di samping gue merasakan hal tersebut, makanya gue bakal sanggup memberi segala macam bala bantuan 24/7 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and it's free! PLEASE DIAL: M-E-L-I-N-J-O 008)&lt;/span&gt; :) Kamu yg baca pun boleh loh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not the sexiest, but still kinda hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! OKAY, gue mohon dengan sangat untuk tahan muntahan kalian seenggaknya sampai kalian selesai baca blog gue, kasian laptop/komputer lo kena muntahan lo. Mending buat gue! :D Oke, gue berkali2 mengatakan kalau gue sangat tidak pede dengan posture tubuh gue. I must say I'm very chubby dan berisi. I gotta say, my posture isn't as sexy as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;err,&lt;/span&gt; Katy Perry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; I'm kinda proud with my body shape. Enggak lurus tegak kyk bambu, dan enggak bulet kayak huruf O. Dan yaaah, ini sedikit menyombong sih cuma, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*blush*&lt;/span&gt; a few guys told me that they like my body posture. Ga cungkring, dan ga bengkak. Alhamdulillah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Curiousity tickles me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maksudnyaaaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maksud gue adalah, gue tipe2 orang yg berani mencoba sesuatu yang menurut gue menarik dan emang baru buat gue. Gue bukan tipe orang yg terpuruk hanya menjajal/melakukan hal yang itu-itu aja. Seperti telah gue tulis di atas, gue orangnya bosenan. So, the more new things I've discovered and try... the happier I'll be cause I've got the chance to learn new things :) Learning new things excites me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;! Cause by learning new things gue bakalan tau dunia lain selain dunia yang biasanya gue singgahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, gue menulis ini membutuhkan waktu yang sangatlah lama boy! Susah ya ternyata mencari plus++ things about yourself, haha! :D Tapi now, gue punya satu kesimpulan yang agak berbeda dari ketiga blog yang gue singgahi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di akhir post, all of them said they love themselves even more and blahblahblah stuffs like that. But for me, it doesn't change a thing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm, wonder why...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfTIhM5dy5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/R7xedQzrys4/s1600-h/DSC_0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfTIhM5dy5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/R7xedQzrys4/s400/DSC_0256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329104731809631122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-4779210475022122450?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/4779210475022122450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=4779210475022122450&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/4779210475022122450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/4779210475022122450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/04/gw-sempat-bertamu-ke-3-blog-berbeda-dan.html' title='the 10 things I &amp;hearts; the most about myself'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfTKKFU4BtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uEw38PH3oIg/s72-c/DSC_0238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-3866765936868182543</id><published>2009-04-23T18:33:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:23:03.902+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>The Breakup; the longest silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEFORE READING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS HIGHLY RECOMMENDED THAT YOU LISTEN TO &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE CLIMB BY MILEY CYRUS&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOTHING LASTS FOREVER BY MAROON 5&lt;/span&gt; OVER AND OVER THROUGH THE WHOLE POST.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;READY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ENJOY! ♥&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senin pagi (jam 2/3an pagi) gue baru selesai online dan bersiap-siap tidur. Gue ngeliat Rio yang udah terlelap gitu ketiduran di tempat tidur gue, kasian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi Minggu malemnya (19 April) kita berdua kan ke Carrefour soalnya gue mau belanja bulanan bareng nyokap dan Dimas, nah waktu itu gerimis dan yah, dari parkiran ke mobil kita berdua keujanan. Akibatnya, malem2nya kita berdua pusing. Dan kenapa Rio bisa sampai terlelap? Karena kita berdua habis minum PANADOL EXTRA, yg sepertinya dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; membuat kantuk. Huff. Gue ga tega ngebanguninnya jd gue cm bisa mandangin dia kyk org bego, haha. Habis Rio kalo lg tidur mukanya polos, dongo dan anak kecil bangeet.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Awww&lt;/span&gt;, minta gue peluk HAHA tp kenapa ya kalo udah bangun mukanya minta digampar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. I just downloaded a few new songs, and one of them is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Climb by Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;. I kept on listening to it over and over again the whole time I was looking at Rio and I don't know why, suddenly tears started to came down from my eyes down to my cheek. I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Heee, knapa nih gue nangis?"&lt;/span&gt; But then I realized its probably because I was sad cause I know I gotta let go of him for now... Its for the best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the easiest decision to make to let someone that you love and cared about go away, but even tho it's hard I have to do it. For both of us. Before we started to enter the phase where we fight almost every single day and started to hate each other because of that. No, I don't wanna repeat what happened between me and my latest ex (before Rio), no. I had enough with it! And I'm sick of hating the person I love and care about. Cause I've realized, in life... you don't need &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; status to be with the person you care about. No matter what the status is, as long as you know you're close to them, you care about them and they also care about you... I guess that's more than enough :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaknya gara-gara gue tiba2 yg ingusan trs berisik, Rio kebangun gitu. But I can tell that he wasn't 100% sober, haha. He asked me what happened, why am I crying and all I can say was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nah, nothing happened. I'm okay"&lt;/span&gt; and I can only wish he would buy my lame excuses. All I wanna do that night was just to hug Rio tight and never let go, and so I did. I hugged Rio and just pretend that we're okay. And then we fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, or I may say afternoon. I decided to talk about "us" di teras belakang, karena gue gamau harus ngelakuin sesuatu yg gue ga pengen lakuin di kamar - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where I'll spent most of my time&lt;/span&gt;. Di sana gue yg deg2an super parah sampe2 gue mau ngmg jd agak2 gagu kyk org cacat dan perut gue pun sakit kyk orang mau boker. But then I know, gue ga bisa ngundur ini lagi. No, gue gamau. Tepat pukul 1:38 PM, I said this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Njing, masih inget soal pertanyaanku dulu waktu kt masih HTS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio:&lt;/span&gt; Yee, yg mane? Kamu nanya kan banyak banget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;BHAHA, iya sih ya.. Yaa, yg aku blg aku takut kalo kita nerusin dr HTS ke jadian trus some day we broke up kt jd musuhan. Trs aku minta kt untuk ttp temenan apapun status kita, inget kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio:&lt;/span&gt; Iya, knapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Itu masih berlaku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio:&lt;/span&gt; Masih kok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Sampai kapan pun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio: &lt;/span&gt;*mulai penasaran* He eh masih masih, knapa emang bi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; *menarik nafas panjang dan nggak berani natap ke mata Rio* Aku... aku mau putus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio:&lt;/span&gt; *diam beberapa saat* Oh... Hmm. Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu gue menceritakan segala macam unek2 yg udah menjadi beban diotak gue untuk beberapa minggu belakangan. MAKASIH TUHAN, dia mengerti :) Dan makasih Tuhan juga gue udah diberikan kesabaran selama beberapa minggu belakangan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang kita ngomongin itu, gue yg megang lengan dia erat gitu. Afraid of letting him go, even tho I know I should and I will, sooner or later. I guess I've chose sooner, than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we were both caught up in a very awkward moment untung aja nyokap dan Dimas udah pulang jadinya rumah rame. Then we went to my room (Dimas too) trus we were all talking about random stuff, well most of the time Dimas do the talking I can only stare at something with nothing on my mind, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alias&lt;/span&gt; bengong. Rio supposedly went home at 3 PM, tp terundur2 trus karena Dimas minta bantuan dia soal his music group thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinda&lt;/span&gt; helped Dimas, I remembered that at Carrefour I bought some blueberry mix max for both of us. So yeah, we drank it while we had our chit chat. At 4ish PM, I took the car with me and dropped Rio off at Pasar Pondok Labu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR GOD'S SAKE, that was like the HARDEST 'dropping off Rio' scene I've ever felt! But since I know his habit; not talking when he's inside a car, so I decided to not talk as well. I don't feel like talking anyway so yeah, we were both were killed by the silence all the way from my house to Pasar. After I dropped Rio off, you guys know what happened? Tears started to drop down onto my cheek one by one, hahaha. I was like crying all the way back home and couldn't stop and don't want it to stop. Oh Goshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu sampe rumah, thankfully, gue sempet ga nangis but then waktu balik ke kamar and knowing that Rio used to be there like 40 minutes ago, I started to cry again. HAHAHA. Oh weeeellll..... We gotta do, what we gotta do right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I’m dreaming but&lt;br /&gt;There’s a voice inside my head sayin,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never reach it,&lt;br /&gt;Every step I’m taking,&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking but I&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an up-hill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I’m facing&lt;br /&gt;The chances I’m taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down but&lt;br /&gt;No I’m not breaking&lt;br /&gt;*I may not know it &lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna remember most yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta keep going&lt;br /&gt;And I, I gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on&lt;br /&gt;Cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an up-hill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an up-hill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving&lt;br /&gt;Keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith baby&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about&lt;br /&gt;The climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith&lt;br /&gt;Keep your faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Climb by Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is so easy to see&lt;br /&gt;Dysfunction between you and me&lt;br /&gt;We must free up these tired souls&lt;br /&gt;Before the sadness kills us both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried and tried to let you know&lt;br /&gt;I love you but I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;It may not last but I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Just don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Then you can't care&lt;br /&gt;And you show up&lt;br /&gt;But you're not there&lt;br /&gt;But I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;And you want to&lt;br /&gt;Still afraid that I will desert you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;br /&gt;The distance between us makes it so hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;br /&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bed that's warm with memories&lt;br /&gt;Can heal us temporarily&lt;br /&gt;The misbehaving only makes&lt;br /&gt;The ditch between us so damn deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Built a wall around my heart&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never let it fall apart&lt;br /&gt;But strangely I wish secretly&lt;br /&gt;It would fall down while I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Then you can't care&lt;br /&gt;And you show up&lt;br /&gt;But you're not there&lt;br /&gt;But I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;And you want to&lt;br /&gt;Still afraid that I will desert you, babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;br /&gt;The distance between us makes it so hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;br /&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough we have not hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean we're not still falling,&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want so bad to pick you up&lt;br /&gt;But you're still too reluctant to accept my help&lt;br /&gt;What a shame, I hope you find somewhere to place the blame&lt;br /&gt;But until then the fact remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;br /&gt;The distance between us makes you so hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;br /&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;br /&gt;The distance between us makes it so hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;br /&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Lasts Forever by Maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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memberitahukan aku tentang betapa kerasnya hidup dan betapa jahatnya orang-orang disekitar kita bisa bersikap ke kita&lt;br /&gt;Makasih udah ngajarin aku kalo hidup itu emang cuma bisa dijalanin, ga bisa terlau direncanakan apalagi ditahan-tahan&lt;br /&gt;Makasih udah ngebolehin aku menjadi seseorang yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mungkin&lt;/span&gt; pernah berarti di hidup kamu&lt;br /&gt;Makasih untuk kasih sayang dan perhatian yang kamu berikan ke aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf kalau mungkin aku ada salah-salah kata maupun perlakuan&lt;br /&gt;Maaf kalau mungkin aku pernah menjadi beban di hidup kamu&lt;br /&gt;Maaf kalau aku bawel dan arogan dan egois dan lain lain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich liebe dich, Satrya Damarjati :)&lt;br /&gt;Wo ai ni, Satrya Damarjati :)&lt;br /&gt;Watashiwa aishiteru, Satrya Damarjati :)&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Satrya Damarjati :)&lt;br /&gt;Aku sayang kamu, Satrya Damarjati :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS: Itu 5 different 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width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-2923639513647970613</id><published>2009-04-23T13:46:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:23:14.811+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Ketchup with Moi (read: catch up with me) (;</title><content type='html'>I AM BACCCCCCCCCCCCCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on hiatus for quite a while from blogspot cause... err, actually I don't really know why. I just can't came up with ideas on what to write, but theeeeen! TA DA! I AM BACK PEOPLE SO THAT MEANS, I HAVE TONS OF STORIES TO TELL! And by that it means that I'll divide my post into several parts and yeah, wait for it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for my first post, I'm gonna write something that has been on my head for the past few days: I'm gonna share a lot of silly and sad moments I've experienced in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, well I haven't told you guys this but I've been very miserable for the whole month. If you ask me why I'll probably geleng-geleng dan bermimik muka sedih cause I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no idea&lt;/span&gt;! I've been feeling pretty down and sensitive the whole month, and that is why I'm planning to pulang kampung to Jogja. But quite a few people prevent me to do so. I mean for me, myself, I think that's what best for me. To go out from Jakarta and get out from all the noisiness this city makes but then it means that I'm running, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or I may say&lt;/span&gt;, menunda menyelesaikan masalah yang ada. And no, I don't do that, apparently. I even had a dream where I keep on running from my mom at the mall and I ended up with my best friend! Crazy much? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, that's not the crazy part yet.&lt;br /&gt;The crazy part is that the next morning my boyfriend (now ex; story about how we broke up coming soon) texted me and we talked about blahblahblah until at some point we agreed that we are gonna meet up in Lamandau. If you wonder why, well... we were both felt kinda bumbed up about life and we needed a getaway, and YES. We did! Where to? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONAS!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA :D Lame and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;err,&lt;/span&gt; silly but I really don't care. All I need that day was just to get out and not seeing another person that lived under the same roof as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND! Guess what? My best friend also texted me that day, I was like "Wth?". The funny part was, she also dream about me the previous night. HAHA, geez... I guess we really do have a bond, huh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Li&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, basically that day I spent most of my time with Rio. After we meet up in Lamandau we went straight to Blok M to catch a Busway and there we went, MONAS! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH OOH!! I almost forgot to tell you a funny story that happened the night before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was crying my ass out right and I called a friend of mine. I asked for an opinion whether I should or shouldn't go, and my friend told me not to, cause of personal reasons. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt; then I also asked Ran about train stuffs cause he'd been to Jogja with a train before so I asked him for info. After I got the number I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"YAAAAAAAAAY! Gue skrg tinggal nelfon deh trus nanya2"&lt;/span&gt;, so then I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened next:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Halo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A guy:&lt;/span&gt; Ya, halo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(bertanya dengan pede namun ragu2) &lt;/span&gt;Mm, mau nanya mas... Apa bener ini nomer telfon stasiun gambir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEBAK DIA NGMG APA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A guy:&lt;/span&gt; Aduh salah mbak, ini nomer telfon kantor MONAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Di benak gue) HAH? Ahh kok kantor monas sih? Emang monas ada kantornya ya? Buat apaan? AH momo nih, malu2in aja! Huff...&lt;/span&gt; Oh gitu ya mas, oke salah sambung berarti. Makasih mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADOH GILE, hahaha bisa2nya gue salah nelfon! Bodoh, bodoh, stupid. Bzz -_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trs yaudah, malem itu I spent most of my time distracting myself from thinking about things that have been a burden to me. Sampe akhirnya Rio called me (cause earlier that night I tried to call him but he didn't answer and he texted me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what's up&lt;/span&gt; and I said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I needed someone to talk to&lt;/span&gt; and blahblahblah) and when he called I told him what happened. Thankfully, Rio isn't the type person who's always try to calm me down with words like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Udahlah, nanti jg berlalu"&lt;/span&gt; blahblahblah. Dia ngmg sesuatu yg emang realistis. Oke, gue tau kata2 seperti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nanti jg berlalu, sabar aja"&lt;/span&gt; emang bener, cman at some point when you're feeling f*cked up and stuff I don't think you need to hear those words, right? And yeah, gitu deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that he accompanied me and try to calm me down, and yeah he succeeded cause at some point in our phone call that night we randomly talk about something dan ujung2nya he said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Gue cocokan jadi kenek bus kali, bi"&lt;/span&gt;. DAN ENTAH KENAPA after that I had a very WILD imagination of Rio and a bus and errm, hahahahahahhahahahaha... aduh, ngakak gue. Coba bayangin ya, ikutin gaya imajinasi gue yg awesome tee-hee ;)&lt;br /&gt;Rio badannya sekurus ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfATIJW5RmI/AAAAAAAAAeo/myuVlHeRI0k/s1600-h/DSC_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfATIJW5RmI/AAAAAAAAAeo/myuVlHeRI0k/s400/DSC_0348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327779389851125346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trs kalian tau enggak soal layang2 berbentuk ikan yang selalu dikibarkan di Jepang kalo lagi ada festival2 gt? Namanya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Koinoburi&lt;/span&gt;, ini gambarnya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfATH2uCO-I/AAAAAAAAAeg/BWy25uNOPdE/s1600-h/koinoburi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfATH2uCO-I/AAAAAAAAAeg/BWy25uNOPdE/s400/koinoburi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327779384847907810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/japan%252527s%20fish%20kite/iquino/Ebay/Items/hangingart/hangingart007.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, di situ gue ngebayanginnya gini:&lt;br /&gt;Rio kan kurus, tipis kan, kyk rapuh gitu deh. Ya kan? Nah dengan badan sekurus itu, mau jadi kenek? Ga salah? Gue bayangin dia yang kena angin aja langsung terbang gitu, tiba2 pula gue langsung kebayang soal Rio gelantungan di blkg bus metromini dan berubah menjadi Koinoburi. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Kenapa Koinoburi? I have absolutely no idea, I guess it's because the fact that he have a big lips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfAksYGHdgI/AAAAAAAAAe4/oHqwb4nKj7A/s1600-h/rio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfAksYGHdgI/AAAAAAAAAe4/oHqwb4nKj7A/s400/rio.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327798703980246530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirip kaaaan? BHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayank ayank ayank, maaf ya jangan ngambek ke aku hehehe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas ngebayangin itu, anjrit! I swear, for more than 10 minutes I laugh my ass off non-stop! Gue bahkan sampe nangis dan Rio di seberang telfon udah yg kyk bete gue ktawa2in, tp dia jg ikutan ketawa HAHA. Aduh, ayaaaaaaaaank!!!!! Grrr gemes banget guaaa &gt;,&lt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the next day where Rio and I went to Monas. Kita di Monas kan sampe jam 7an gitu, soalnya ya we took the busway and we couldn't stay late like we always do since busway have time limit. AND me, myself, didn't bring my car to Lamandau. I took the cab. So yeah, we have time limit that day. SURPRISE, SURPRISE haha. So we went back to Blok M and as soon as we arrived there, Rio and I had an argument. He told me to go home, but I don't want to since I don't feel like going back home. So yeah, we kinda argue about that for like more than 5 minutes until we finally decided to just walk back to Lamandau and decide there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Lamandau, I still couldn't decide where I wanna go, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; not home. So after a long few minutes of depressing silence, I finally said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yaudah, ke Taman Barito aja yuk"&lt;/span&gt; then I held his hand and walk from in front of Koffka to Taman Barito. As we arrived there, we were superly shock knowing the fact that there are A LOT of couples there. Almost every single corner being invaded by them, haha LOL. So we finally decided to sit down di salah satu pinggiran di danau. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes,&lt;/span&gt; they have danau - -'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di situ, Rio and I were talking and talking and talking aaaaaaaaaaaaaand at some point we were joking right dan di situ gue saking gemesnya mendorong Rio, PELAN! But guess what happened? DIA JATOH AJA LOH NGEJENGKAL GITU KE BELAKANG! BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH :D Untung both of our reflex are pweeeeeeetty awesome so I held him tight dan dia pun tangannya langsung menyangah belakangnya so pantat dia ga, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or I may say,&lt;/span&gt; haven't touch the ground. tee hee (; sorry ya anjing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ck, bisa ngebayangin kan Rio seentang apa cuma gue dorong pelan dia bisa HAMPIR jatoh? HAHAHA. Aduuuuuuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then later on that night Rio was sleepy jadinya dia yang tidur gitu di salah satu tempat di situ, tapi lantai. Ck, alay banget sumpah HAHA. Jahat tp ya, gue ditinggal cengo gitu sedangkan dia tidur, tp gapapa. Soalnya habis itu I had the chance to take a super aib picture of him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfAsjqHzmJI/AAAAAAAAAfI/e8WbHyWdttc/s1600-h/IMG00210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfAsjqHzmJI/AAAAAAAAAfI/e8WbHyWdttc/s400/IMG00210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327807350293371026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfAsjuAWIII/AAAAAAAAAfA/gxQVEl3GdY0/s1600-h/IMG00209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfAsjuAWIII/AAAAAAAAAfA/gxQVEl3GdY0/s400/IMG00209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327807351335821442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I guess that's it for this post, I'll write another one as soon as I've finished my shower. OOH! But I do have something to tell you, unimportant but yeah it's kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi beberapa hari lalu when a friend of mine in plurk wrote&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Aduuuuuh panaaaaaas, panaaaaaaaaas"&lt;/span&gt; I randomly commented something that made me and another friend laugh. Guess what my comment was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Aduh sorry ya Ta, gue lagi baca yasin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, LOL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-2923639513647970613?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/2923639513647970613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=2923639513647970613&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2923639513647970613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/2923639513647970613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/04/ketchup-with-moi-read-catch-up-with-me.html' title='Ketchup with Moi (read: catch up with me) (;'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SfATIJW5RmI/AAAAAAAAAeo/myuVlHeRI0k/s72-c/DSC_0348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-6697856529035673780</id><published>2009-04-14T16:07:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:23:58.574+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>maafkan aku...</title><content type='html'>Gw lg bingung dengan sesuatu. Sesuatu yg dimulai karena ketidak-bisanya gue menolak kuasa hal itu untuk datang ke badan gue. Sesuatu itu kini menjadi sebuah virus atau wabah yang menyebabkan badan gue untuk tidak dapat menolak atau pun mengindar saat sesuatu itu menyakiti badan gue. Dan sesuatu itu sangat sering menyakiti badan gue. Menggerogoti perlahan-lahan dinding-dinding pertahanan yg gue miliki, yg sudah gue benahi dengan apik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya, gue terlambat menyadari kesalahan gue. Maka dari itulah diri gue skrg hanya bisa berpasrah diri pada yg di Atas, memohon segala petunjuk agar gue bisa sesegera mungkin sembuh dari wabah atau virus ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang teman gue berkata, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atau lebih tepatnya menyarankan&lt;/span&gt;, untuk gue sesegera ke dokter dan menyembuhkan virus ini biar sesegera mungkin hilang agar tidak terlalu terlambat. Tapi ntah kenapa gue menjawab "Ntar ah, biarin aja dulu. Siapa tau virus ini ga berbahaya buat diri gue, gue ga akan tau ini berbahaya kalo blom gue liat di masa nantinya kan?" lalu ia pun hanya menjawab dengan pasrah "Yaudah, coba aja dulu..." lalu gue pun tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang, sekarang gue hanya bisa berdiam diri termenung membayangkan segala keputusan yang telah gue ambil. Enggak, gue sama sekali enggak mengatakan kalau gue menyesali keputusan gue. Nope. Gue justru bersyukur atas segala tindakan yg telah gue putuskan untuk lakuin, karena tanpa pengalaman dari sebuah kesalahan di masa lalu kita tidak akan pernah belajar bukan? Dan skrg gue bljr, ternyata virus itu bermacam2 ya. Ada yg baik untuk kesehatan, ada pula yg buruk. Ada yg menyebar dengan cepat, ada yg perlahan2 tapi lebih mematikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gue sekarang sedang dalam proses penyembuhan. Yup, gue akhirnya memutuskan untuk mengikuti saran teman gue di atas dan pergi ke dokter. Karena gue ingin dengan sesegera mungkin sembuh. Iya, gue memutuskan untuk melepas virus ini dari badan gue. Karena gue udah tidak merasa sanggup lagi. Gue udah terlalu letih dengan segala efek samping dari virus ini, badan gue udah lemah. Habis sudah segala antibodi badan gue. Virus ini terlalu kuat. Gue udah mencoba bertahan, tapi semua manusia mempunyai batas kesabaran dalam bertahan akan sesuatu bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've reached my limit, now I'm letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T0odles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/36/8CFE0DABD56503EE2356753A67F8546F.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37734180-6697856529035673780?l=mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/feeds/6697856529035673780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37734180&amp;postID=6697856529035673780&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/6697856529035673780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37734180/posts/default/6697856529035673780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mel--hoppus182.blogspot.com/2009/04/maafkan-aku.html' title='maafkan aku...'/><author><name>Melinda S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17044527220391968691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/TMr00480IYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/xbFd0AZWns0/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-27+at+22.48+%235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37734180.post-5539674208956232245</id><published>2009-04-12T21:48:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:24:23.153+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Trip to Setu Babakan with Ranmo</title><content type='html'>ALOHA EVERYBODY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling in a really good mood now, hehe so I'll be "haha" "hihi"-ing the whole post I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAAAAAAAAAY, so yesterday I went for a culinary adventure with Ran/Dandi to Setu Babakan in Jagakarsa. It went okay, I guess I meant there's no difficulties on finding the place since I've kinda figured out the place sblm kt nyasar terlalu jauh di daerah yg kt berdua asing. Thanks to my super awesome memory brain (y), yeaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SeIH2t9J3_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/Uv7oQDPd1X4/s1600-h/DSC_0058resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SeIH2t9J3_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/Uv7oQDPd1X4/s400/DSC_0058resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323826346135773170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've arrived in Setu Babakan around 12.30 ish PM, dan sesampainya di sana suasanya betawinya tuh bener-bener yg kerasa banget nget nget! Gue sampe yg ngmg &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Weeh ran! Rmh betawinya lucu2 yaa"&lt;/span&gt; but then I also said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Buset aku udik banget ya"&lt;/span&gt; and then he laughed. Haha. Trs habis cari parkir, kt langsung ke danaunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GILA DEH ITU YG NAMANYA RAME, RAME BANGET! Itu belom pas Jakarta Fair, kl pas lg JF gmn ya? Mungkin yg males ke PRJ ngabur ke situ kali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway, di situ gue mulai motret2 dan sambil motret2 itu gue jg sambil smsan. Lalala, gue sm Ran masih yg kaku2 gt sih &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;secaraaaa&lt;/span&gt; baru pertama kali ketemu hahaha dan yaa gue pemalu, DIA JUGA PEMALU! Ih, pdhal kmrn ada gt yg blg &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yaudah nanti kl kt ktmu aku deh yg bakal ngajakkin kmu ngmg biar kt ga diem2an" &lt;/span&gt;ehh tapi apaaaa? (Pasti klo baca ini ada yg protes haha) Habis itu kita kan bingung mau ke kiri atau kanan (di depan danau jd ga mungkin kita lurus), but then we decided to go to right first. Nah kt rencananya mau makan gado-gado tuh soalnya kan udah jam makan siang dan udah cukup lapar, eeh tapi sampai ke ujung pun kt ga nemuin! Sial kan ya? Trs yaudah kt puter balik ke arah sebaliknya, dan tetep aja loh kt ga nemuin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai akhirnya gue menemukan sebuah resto2 kecil gtu yg menjual minuman khas betawi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SeLYwNt9JGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/_0TVt7dPO7w/s1600-h/DSC_0005resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SeLYwNt9JGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/_0TVt7dPO7w/s400/DSC_0005resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324056032333079650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BIR PLETOK!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, rasanya aneh. Buat gue pribadi sangat aneh hahaha, mirip2 ronde. Kalo lo suka ronde mungkin bisa suka ini, tp gue saranin jangan deh. Soalnya dikasih tau temen gue katanya ga bagus, gue gatau sih blom sempet research (mungkin nanti klo udh mau nulis article buat ABJAD) tp ya gtu deh. Besides, ada kandungan alkohol jg, kan tidak dibolehkan di agama Islam, betuuuuul? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah di situ gue mulai mencoba untuk mencairkan suasana antara me and ranmo, dan yeah thankfully it works. Ga lngsg lancar2 jg sih, cm ga sekaku sejam sblmnya lah hehehe. Di situ kt sekalian nitip ke si ibu untuk dibeliin kerak telor. Ini kali pertamanya gue makan kerak telor dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rasanya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SeLYv-65VtI/AAAAAAAAAdw/5njwaBuhpVE/s1600-h/DSC_0009resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbtanU5_oYo/SeLYv-65VtI/AAAAAAAAAdw/5njwaBuhpVE/s400/DSC_0009resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324056028360824530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUUUCCCCCKKKKKK! HAHAHA jahat ya gue? Ya habis gimana ya, gue pada dasarnya juga ga suka suka amat makan telor. Tau deh kenapa. Gue kalo lg suka telor paling mentok telor ceplok, paling niat ya omelet dan itu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SANGAT JARANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
