<?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-8182088985892515571</id><updated>2012-02-03T20:41:11.350+07:00</updated><category term='damn'/><category term='essay'/><category term='announcement'/><category term='schoolism'/><category term='event'/><category term='pvt life'/><category term='songs'/><category term='meaningful words'/><category term='review'/><category term='socializing'/><title type='text'>Undefined Serenity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>224</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-425791916904149283</id><published>2012-02-03T09:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T20:41:11.369+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Face and Careless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/41393_100000098304347_9410_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Day 6: something you would like to change about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.residentadvisor.net/images/labels/careless.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;I'd like to change my face obviously. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;It implicitly means I am not satisfied with what God already gave to me :P Whatevs. In fact, black spots around my nose and cheeks are not such good things to see :( I used to go to a doctor named dr. Lukman. My grandma was the one who recommended him to me. He is such a long life doctor. My grandma even have ever became his patient when she was younger than now. What a doctor! He is a dermatologist who often wear jeans in work. How cool, huh? I firstly go to his praktek in a pharmacy close to my home. Then, he suggested me to go to Klinik Estetika in RSU Malang to get further treatments because tools are limited in his praktek room. I had peeling every months and receipt of so many ointments in RSU. I went there regularly for about 6 months and got nothing better. one of my friend, Anis, probably looked that nothing-better in my face, then she invited me to visit her doctor in Belle Crown. And this is the first time how I was introduced to Belle Crown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/41393_100000098304347_9410_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/41393_100000098304347_9410_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt; I first went there 3 years ago. Anis herself stopped going there because she received something better from Kalimantan. During my first year of treatment, there were a lot of changes in my face. Less black spots, not have lots pimples, but one thing I didn't like was the exfoliation -_-" and it continually occurred for one year. Gosh! So, I decided to stop going there and got Garnier as its substitution. There was no bad effects in using Garnier, but when I started to have masker time every three days by Mustika Ratu masker, those black spots came back and I just couldn't help it. Once Gulan told me about her experience with Belle Crown. OMG, she is such a success patient of Belle Crown, indeed. No pimples and black spots at all, no excessive white in her face. Anis told that Gulan put those Belle crown ointments thickly. It is not me if I don't easily be influenced with someone else stories -_-" then I went back to Belle Crown after I stopped going there for about one year. I started to use those ointments from the very first step. I listened to my friends about how I should treat those ointments and ta-da....... Those black spots are disappear after I use them for about two months :D It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;holds out until chicken pox attacked me last month.. This clean face finally abandoned to black spots caused by chicken pox -_- I think, I should have the other two months to make those black spots go!! Ganbate!&lt;/span&gt;&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="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;What a story up there. Well, that was physical matter. For mental matter, I'd love to omit my careless habit. I am extremely careless, folks.. That is what my hubby told me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.residentadvisor.net/images/labels/careless.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.residentadvisor.net/images/labels/careless.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;During my whole life, I denied this habit. However something change when I am with him. He regularly tells me about omitting this careless habit. Then, I realized how careless I am all this time. I am familiar with stub toe. What I hold or touch often fell of because of my careless. I always unintentionally wrestle my hamster to the ground every time I hold them on my hands. I sometimes hurt my Kochan by slapping his face or hitting his body just because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;I do not know where my hands swing and where my feet step. Well, it is not happened to my Kochan only, but also to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;my other friends. He had an analysis of mine and he came into a result why this careless habit is long lasting inside myself. It is simply because of my laziness to look before I leap. I am too lazy to have further thought about everything. And I desperately want to change this bad habit!!! If I can't, there will be one day when I ill started everyone with this habit -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;I need to be changed!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-425791916904149283?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/425791916904149283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=425791916904149283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/425791916904149283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/425791916904149283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2012/02/face-and-careless.html' title='Face and Careless'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-8027897199155437948</id><published>2012-01-29T20:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:50:47.287+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguins teach you!</title><content type='html'>Day 5: something you would change about the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want this animals could be taken as pet.. Look at those cute faces below...&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to resist them live in our houseeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gdargaud.net/Antarctica/Life/Creche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 199px;" src="http://www.gdargaud.net/Antarctica/Life/Creche.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT20MU_cBM-A27n0xuIdB2fUa9BU4xWR-UX7OwK2MtCjb-J_o_z&amp;amp;t=1"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 201px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT20MU_cBM-A27n0xuIdB2fUa9BU4xWR-UX7OwK2MtCjb-J_o_z&amp;amp;t=1" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://emperor-penguin.com/penguin-chick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 418px;" src="http://emperor-penguin.com/penguin-chick.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/29/61362700_4fb3beaca6_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 417px;" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/29/61362700_4fb3beaca6_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;They're like awesomely cute, aren't they? I just watched &lt;i&gt;Mr. Poppers Penguin&lt;/i&gt; lately and found how loyalty works among penguins. If you ever watched &lt;i&gt;Happy Feet&lt;/i&gt;,  you may notice one thing that depicts that loyalty. Do you remember,  the one who keep the penguin's egg is actually not the mothers, but  fathers. On the other hand, the mothers swim across the frozen sea to  find some food . Haha, feminism actually works in the penguin-world,  indeed. And a penguin surprisingly has loyalty related to  mate-relationship. Most of the species of penguin have only one mate in  their entire life, sounds romantic huh? That is why, it will be great if  we could take penguin as our pet and learn much from them, just like  Mr. Poppers' s experience in the film. It may be impossible to bring  them to places which have room temperature, but it is still legal to  have dream, right? :P Penguin may not change the world, but we can.  Learn the meaning of loyalty, empathy from them, at least it could give  good influence for people around us.. I recommend documentary film  entitled &lt;i&gt;The March of The Penguins&lt;/i&gt; to know them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all, those thick fur really catch my attention :D and I got a thing  on my googling time: Blue Penguin rope bracelet for LOYALTY..  Marvelous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missoma.com/images/AK-G-B1-BL-PN.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 318px;" src="http://www.missoma.com/images/AK-G-B1-BL-PN.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-8027897199155437948?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/8027897199155437948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=8027897199155437948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/8027897199155437948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/8027897199155437948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2012/01/penguins-teach-you.html' title='Penguins teach you!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-1370078245227693662</id><published>2012-01-27T00:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T00:28:03.621+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thesis-Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e3a327; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 4: how you think your life would change if you achieved your dream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I'll give my thesis submission form tomorrow. I was demanded to submit up to three topics for my thesis. Let's say each topic represents my short-term dream for now. Here my short-term dream are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Self-identity achievement's process of Josephine Alibrandi character in &lt;i&gt;Looking for Alibrandi &lt;/i&gt;novel.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. The characterization of Will Hunting in &lt;i&gt;Good Will Hunting &lt;/i&gt;script&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Teacher's intervention in John Keating and Sean Maguire character in &lt;i&gt;Dead Poet Society &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Good Will Hunting &lt;/i&gt;film: a comparative study.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, there will be one of my thesis-dreams which is going to be accepted by someone who is responsible to it. That accepting-time will be my turning-point for the next three months *I hope* and my life will surely change if I achieve one of those dreams. The changes will essentially appear differently from one thesis-dream to other dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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://misrule.com.au/images/alibrandiUSA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://misrule.com.au/images/alibrandiUSA.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#1 Thesis-Dream: Looking for Alibrandi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's say my lecturer accept my first dream. Well, it will be easier for me to finish my thesis indeed. I actually already done the first and second chapter of thesis, which is the introduction and theoretical framework, as my Seminar on Literature's final project last semester. It just needs a little retouch by&amp;nbsp;advisers' suggestions and ta-da.... i can have my proposal seminar next month, I guess, and continue to the analysis and finding. Simple and fast way, indeed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&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;img height="320" src="http://www.teachwithmovies.org/guides/good-will-hunting-dvd-cover.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2 Thesis-Dream: Good Will Hunting (written by Matt Damon and Ben Affleck *how cool!*)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the other hand, I have to work harder if I have to do my thesis with my number two dream on it. I already had the script. I got visible image for the theoretical framework. But I really need to read more literature as well. And unfortunately, I just watched Good Will Hunting once which means I need to provide more time to internalize the film to my heart. haaaaaaah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.teachwithmovies.org/guides/good-will-hunting-dvd-cover.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tarakilianti.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/dead-poets-society-mid1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://tarakilianti.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/dead-poets-society-mid1.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#3 Thesis-Dream: Comparative study between Good Will Hunting and Dead Poet Society&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I hope the lecturer will not let me done the thesis by that #3 comparative study! I even do not know in detail how comparative study supposed to work. I do not know how to make the analysis scientifically with the right method and theory. What kind of theory that I supposed to use.. and so on and so on.. To be honest, this is the most interesting topic among the others. It is because of the ones who played as John Keating and Sean Maguire are same: Robin Williams. Thanks God, I watched these two films within a short period of time. So that, it is still fresh on my mind how Robin Williams act smoothly in these two films to&amp;nbsp;intervenes&amp;nbsp;the students to reach what they want in different ways. Butttttttttttttt, I still grope for the proper theory and method.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And yeah, I think those conditions above answers &lt;i&gt;"how my life would change if I achieved my (short-term) dream"&lt;/i&gt; question..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Let's hope the best :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-1370078245227693662?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1370078245227693662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=1370078245227693662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1370078245227693662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1370078245227693662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2012/01/thesis-dreams.html' title='Thesis-Dreams'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-2425182519016272923</id><published>2012-01-25T20:23:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:06:26.261+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I belong here to..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Challenge Day 3: what you think your reason for being here is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"stating what I think that I barely could tell directly"&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yap yap.. I'm a good writer, not a good teller :) Writing is media for me to state what I think that is far easier than talking directly. It does not mean that I could not even speak in front of a lot of people. Nope. I speak. I experienced a moment when my voice is very important and this condition went on for a year. So, it is impossible for me to not become a speaker. However, I sometimes got into a scrape in communicating something. Well, not sometimes indeed, but always. What I think is not same as what I tell. I often speak too fast. I even speak without thinking regularly. When I got in confusion, I frequently give up to think or talk falteringly. Those moments happened when I talk to someone or group in serious discussion that really need ability of thinking-before-talking --" But simple silly thing like using wrong diction and stuffs like that happen unaccountably. And this thing surely leads to misunderstandings. Hiks :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;That is why I am here. I become a part of blogspot.com.. I love exam that needs ability in writing. I love written test much more than oral test. I enjoy blogging because I find media that allows me and gives me time to arrange words and purposes. This reason is also a reason why I dream to be a writer someday. Not a specific writer, like novelist or poet. Writing anything I want is my dream job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;That is why I belong here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-2425182519016272923?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/2425182519016272923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=2425182519016272923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/2425182519016272923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/2425182519016272923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2012/01/challenge-day-3.html' title='I belong here to..'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-7774100833917276893</id><published>2012-01-23T15:14:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:06:54.187+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schoolism'/><title type='text'>It must be LEGAL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Challenge Day 2: something that’s illegal but you think it should be legal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually about graduating, just like challenge day 1. Well, graduating before 8th semester is kind of illegal thing in my faculty. It should be legal!!! It is already legal in the most of univesities in Indonesia. There are so many students graduated in their 3.5th year!! How come my lovely faculty of culture(al) studies prohibit the students take lessons as much as they can just because to make them graduate in their fourth year of study! Sucks! Anyway, if you notice, there is (al) after the word culture. It actually signs how bad meaning-understanding of those who responsible to this faculty. It must be Faculty of Cultural Study, indeed! Not Faculty of Culture Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to graduation thingy. You may say it is weird!!! really weird.. 2008 class year must follow credit package that are already set up by the faculty. And that credit finished right on the fourth year. It means that all 2008 students cannot graduate before the fourth year! How lame my faculty!! there are actually some lessons that must be taken gradually. However, not all the lessons are arranged like that, but most of those certain lessons could only be taken at certain semester.. Reaching high GPA in FIB UB does not mean you can graduate soon. If you get up to 3.5 as your IP each semester, it should be possible for you to take up to 24 credits each semester. However, that possibility turns out to be impossibility because of lesson's limitation in each semester. I ever experienced that thing. I had right to have 24 credits for my fourth semester, but because of that silly rule, I only could take 18 credits for that semester! This faculty is insanely crazy!!! It obviously waste my time and money as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G5AoEWXOwi8/Tx0nMyhHJtI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/I2rFJmiZ5B0/s1600/top_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 115px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G5AoEWXOwi8/Tx0nMyhHJtI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/I2rFJmiZ5B0/s400/top_img.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700755803993482962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another stupid rule in this bloody-hell-beloved faculty is the rule which is stated that there are still 2 lessons that must be taken on 8th semester! Those lessons could be taken on 8th semester and up only. 8th semester students properly only take Thesis, but in the fact, they are still in charge to pass those 2 lessons. In case, they successfully finish their thesis but they don't pass those two lessons, they must retake those failed lesson in 9th or 10th semester with I-already-finish-my-thesis status!!!! Silly!! The last stupid thing there is about the official color of faculty. I got this fact from one of my lecturer. Have you ever heard that every science field in this world have their own color? White represents medical field, orange represents social field and purple represents humanity. FIB UB actually in humanity field. Purple actually should become iconic color in FIB UB, whether in thesis' cover or in dean's official shawl. In fact, this amazingly 'unique' FIB UB changed its purple color into white! Ha! I have nothing to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, I hope Fakultas Ilmu Budaya Universitas Brawijaya will revise its curriculum someday!!!!!  I hope all students in FIB UB will be aware of those silly things around them. I hope they will care enough and give their logical voice to those people who responsible to this faculty! I hope it will allow students to graduate as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this silly illegal thing will on the turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bravo FIB UB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-7774100833917276893?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/7774100833917276893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=7774100833917276893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/7774100833917276893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/7774100833917276893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2012/01/challenge-day-2.html' title='It must be LEGAL!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G5AoEWXOwi8/Tx0nMyhHJtI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/I2rFJmiZ5B0/s72-c/top_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-6176632636888605416</id><published>2012-01-18T20:13:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:08:03.377+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Challenge Day 1: hopes, dreams, and plans for the next 365 days with a picture of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My number one hope and dream in this year is graduate from University of Brawijaya!!! I want to cut the myth which states that literature students need more time than linguistic students to graduate. So far, most of literature students actually need more than one semester to do their thesis. And I hope, my thesis will be done in three months start from my future adviser accept the title of my thesis. AMEN!!!!! I plan to continue what I wrote as a final project in Seminar on Literature class. I had Looking for Alibrandi novel as my corpus and James Marcia's identity status theory as the theoretical framework. Well, this James Marcia's theory actually strike me right on my heart. It talks so much about identity crisis and based on that theory some aspects in my life do not reach the identity achievement yet! Gosh, I am twenty one and still searching for my identity -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I blabbed beyond this challenge. Well, that was my first priority hope. The rest is about our (me and hubby) future work. I have been dreaming to have secure job with steady income. While, my Kochan want to build a company and be success as an entrepreneur someday. I hope we'll get it as soon as possible. That jobs' criteria would fit us best :) According to my job criteria, I personally think that become civil servant is the most suitable choice for me. However, I agree that this job will be the most boring job I'll have since I had internship program on one of Indonesian governmental department. I actually want to make contribution related to creative field.. But you know, idea will not come every single time I need it. There must be saturation point one day. OMG, I sound pathetic with all those pessimistic reaction over my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to change my second dream. I want to be a super optimist person ever!!!! It will be very hard for someone like me who is accustom to say "I can't", "It's difficult", "so hard" for every single opportunities. I hope, there will be no more "I can't", "It's difficult", "so hard" for the next 365 days and counting.. yeahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLict95Agls/TxbRoJxTupI/AAAAAAAAB10/zLynlCuClnA/s1600/image201112190001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLict95Agls/TxbRoJxTupI/AAAAAAAAB10/zLynlCuClnA/s400/image201112190001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698972866231646866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't&lt;/span&gt; resist you!!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's difficult&lt;/span&gt; to not always beside you!! It will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so hard &lt;/span&gt;seize the day without you!&lt;br /&gt;(haha I think those bold statements are allowed to be said that way :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-6176632636888605416?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6176632636888605416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=6176632636888605416&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6176632636888605416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6176632636888605416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2012/01/challenge-day-1.html' title='I have dreams'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLict95Agls/TxbRoJxTupI/AAAAAAAAB10/zLynlCuClnA/s72-c/image201112190001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-2784775165720116074</id><published>2012-01-16T09:47:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:31:24.968+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pox, Drama Project, and Challenges</title><content type='html'>Folkssssssssssssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got chicken pox since last week.. and it was made me suffer.. You know, sense of depression will attack you directly when you know you got disease that supposed to occur to a CHILD!!! -_- And thank God, it happened at the first day of my final exam. And I did not even think to skip even one lesson of my final exam! So I still went to college with all those plentingan in my whole body, attend the final exam and spread the viruses as well :P We'll see next week, who is lucky person that luckily receive this visecerlla virus.. And the worst thing I had during my chicken pox period is the fact that the pelentingan grows much on my face because I actively do my activities outside during my sickness. yeahhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special thing I had in my 7th semester is Drama project for Drama final exam! We prepared for the performance for so many weeks and it finally was done on the last Saturday!!! I am grateful, totally grateful! I spend half of my day every single day on this last two weeks to prepare it. When I got that chicken pox thingy, I did not as much as my friends did for the preparation, too bad T.T Over all, all of our exertion already has been paid on our performance last Sat. Our class presented two dramas entitle "Wedding Gift" and "Rara Mendut". I played as second wife of Tumenggung in Rara Mendut Drama. We passed so many moments with various feeling. We ever felt hopeless, fear, enthusiast, tired, satisfy and grateful. We actually ever had role playing project for performance competition in our first semester. However, that was easy. We just got to prepare ourselves to act and did not even think to prepare the room, lighting, and all technician things. It is quite different from what we have to do this time. We were confused how to set up keber, lighting, and so many complicated things. We WERE exhausted to do those things. Our mind were divided into two things. That is the consequences of the limitation of human resources!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAYZNAr65I8/TxbWF0nrpAI/AAAAAAAAB2A/w-TESI23ea8/s1600/386017_2201267490509_1811979224_1392694_1154905237_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAYZNAr65I8/TxbWF0nrpAI/AAAAAAAAB2A/w-TESI23ea8/s400/386017_2201267490509_1811979224_1392694_1154905237_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698977773996712962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roro Mendut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ruYwTabnaWw/TxbWGL_wzJI/AAAAAAAAB2I/7elgxNrAJcg/s1600/390549_2201202488884_1811979224_1392610_1531154911_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ruYwTabnaWw/TxbWGL_wzJI/AAAAAAAAB2I/7elgxNrAJcg/s400/390549_2201202488884_1811979224_1392610_1531154911_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698977780271729810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the drama itself, this two drama presents different culture of world. The wedding gift brought Spanish culture, while Rara Mendut obviously has Javanese culture on it. From the costume and accent we had were totally different between these two. Ussi asked me to write about her in this drama blog post. Well, she played good. She became the spotlight at that night. It is because she is actually the only survivor in the Wedding Gift story. All characters were died. and Ussi perfectly shined with her baby-cry-out at the end of the story. Standing ovation for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both dramas got big appreciation from the audiences and we actually enjoyed our play yesterday. It is kind of our last project during our time in college. Thesis is already on the corner. Need to be done in the next semester. Hope it would be as smooth as our drama project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got something from a blog that I regularly read. This thing actually will make me keep in touch with my blog in 365 days. It is like challenge that need to be done by writing as a post for the nest 365 days. Here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;365 day challenge&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 1: hopes, dreams, and plans for the next 365 days with a picture of yourself&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: something that’s illegal but you think it should be legal&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: what you think your reason for being here is&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: how you think your life would change if you achieved your dream&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: something you would change about the world&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: something you would like to change about yourself&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: a show or a movie that has changed you, and how&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: things that make you sad&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: things that make you happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: what you think when you hear the words “be yourself”&lt;br /&gt;Day 11: the worst advice you’ve ever heard, or ever been given&lt;br /&gt;Day 12: the best advice you’ve ever heard, or ever been given&lt;br /&gt;Day 13: your favorite quote&lt;br /&gt;Day 14: write about something you believe in, anything at all&lt;br /&gt;Day 15: a song that makes you cry and why&lt;br /&gt;Day 16: someone you trust&lt;br /&gt;Day 17: your idol and why you look up to them&lt;br /&gt;Day 18: why you made your blog, why you still have it&lt;br /&gt;Day 19: your thoughts on your family&lt;br /&gt;Day 20: what you think makes someone beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Day 21: what does your favorite tshirt look like&lt;br /&gt;Day 22: how you judge intelligence&lt;br /&gt;Day 23: a month/year of your life when you were happiest and why&lt;br /&gt;Day 24: your favorite 10 people right now and why&lt;br /&gt;Day 25: the last movie you watched&lt;br /&gt;Day 26: 5 things you’re looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;Day 27: a person you wished lived closer and why&lt;br /&gt;Day 28: something you makes you really angry&lt;br /&gt;Day 29: a date you’d love for someone to take you on&lt;br /&gt;Day 30: 5 favorite girls names, 5 favorite boys names&lt;br /&gt;Day 31: a bit about your social life outside of tumblr&lt;br /&gt;Day 32: how many pictures do you have in your room&lt;br /&gt;Day 33: someone who really hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Day 34: your horoscope for today and whether you think it’s accurate&lt;br /&gt;Day 35: what is your favorite poptart flavor&lt;br /&gt;Day 36: what do you think about your friends&lt;br /&gt;Day 37: who are you&lt;br /&gt;Day 38: thoughts on your generation&lt;br /&gt;Day 39: why you think you’ve learned more from the good or the bad&lt;br /&gt;Day 40: what are features you get complimented on a lot&lt;br /&gt;Day 41: when was the last time you wrote a letter? to whom?&lt;br /&gt;Day 42: what do you think of your driver’s license picture&lt;br /&gt;Day 43: is it possible to lie without saying a word&lt;br /&gt;Day 44: when was the last time you wore a dress&lt;br /&gt;Day 45: when was the last time you tried something new&lt;br /&gt;Day 46: what makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;Day 47: what was your last Halloween costume&lt;br /&gt;Day 48: your life story in three words&lt;br /&gt;Day 49: are you a lover or a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Day 50: why you are doing this challenge&lt;br /&gt;Day 51: describe your future wedding&lt;br /&gt;Day 52: if you didn’t have an age, how old would you think you were&lt;br /&gt;Day 53: your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 54: your definition of love&lt;br /&gt;Day 55: a passage from a book that has touched you&lt;br /&gt;Day 56: something you did as a child that other people remember you for&lt;br /&gt;Day 57: what is your definition of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Day 58: places you want to visit, and why&lt;br /&gt;Day 59: what color are your favorite pair of flip flops&lt;br /&gt;Day 60: a YouTube video you absolutely love and describe why&lt;br /&gt;Day 61: one of your most prized possessions&lt;br /&gt;Day 62: how many keys are on your keyring&lt;br /&gt;Day 63: the song with the most number of plays on your itunes&lt;br /&gt;Day 64: favorite thing about last month&lt;br /&gt;Day 65: one random fact about yourself&lt;br /&gt;Day 66: if you could switch lives with someone for a day, who would it be&lt;br /&gt;Day 67: how you found out about tumblr, and why you made one&lt;br /&gt;Day 68: the best concert you have been to&lt;br /&gt;Day 69: powerful song lyrics you love&lt;br /&gt;Day 70: a celebrity you don’t necessarily enjoy, and why&lt;br /&gt;Day 71: differences between you and your best friend&lt;br /&gt;Day 72: list of everything you ate today&lt;br /&gt;Day 73: what are your favorite pair of shoes&lt;br /&gt;Day 74: how would you describe your style of clothing&lt;br /&gt;Day 75: what is one of the best dreams you have ever had&lt;br /&gt;Day 76: how do you feel about going green&lt;br /&gt;Day 77: what gives you everyday inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Day 78: would you rather people be honest with you, even if it’s something not good, or lie to you to make you feel good&lt;br /&gt;Day 79: least favorite subject in school&lt;br /&gt;Day 80: a picture from your childhood&lt;br /&gt;Day 81: what is your biggest fear&lt;br /&gt;Day 82: would you break the law to save a loved one&lt;br /&gt;Day 83: if you had to teach something, what would you teach&lt;br /&gt;Day 84: do you think crying is a sign of weakness or strength&lt;br /&gt;Day 85: if you had the opportunity to get a message across to a large group of people, what would your message be&lt;br /&gt;Day 86: what is the difference between living and existing&lt;br /&gt;Day 87: what are your views upon sex before marriage&lt;br /&gt;Day 88: does money equal happiness&lt;br /&gt;Day 89: are you self-aware&lt;br /&gt;Day 90: write a letter to one of your close friends&lt;br /&gt;Day 91: name a book you read in school that wasn’t entirely awful&lt;br /&gt;Day 92: what have you learned just from attending your school&lt;br /&gt;Day 93: what about the opposite sex can you not understand&lt;br /&gt;Day 94: do you keep your thoughts to yourself&lt;br /&gt;Day 95: describe the weather right now&lt;br /&gt;Day 96: what do you love the most about your grandparents&lt;br /&gt;Day 97: something you’ve always wondered&lt;br /&gt;Day 98: what would be the hardest and most fearful thing you would ever have to face in your lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Day 99: do you think it’s better to have a few close best friends or to have a lot of acquaintances&lt;br /&gt;Day 100: what is the best thing about being your age&lt;br /&gt;Day 101: would you like to travel abroad to learn about new things throughout the world&lt;br /&gt;Day 102: lessons you’ve learned throughout life&lt;br /&gt;Day 103: do you believe in god&lt;br /&gt;Day 104: three words you can’t go a day without using&lt;br /&gt;Day 105: describe your favorite place in the world&lt;br /&gt;Day 106: someone you judged by the first impression&lt;br /&gt;Day 107: the name of your pet&lt;br /&gt;Day 108: is it easier to forgive or forget&lt;br /&gt;Day 109: if you were a super hero, what kind of powers would you have&lt;br /&gt;Day 110: something that makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 111: do you wish upon 11:11 even if it may not come true&lt;br /&gt;Day 112: what is the most important part in a relationship, do you think&lt;br /&gt;Day 113: do you believe that if you want something enough you’ll get it&lt;br /&gt;Day 114: do you like when people are protective over you&lt;br /&gt;Day 115: is it possible to be single and happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 116: one guy who means a lot to you&lt;br /&gt;Day 117: if you were to get a tattoo, what would it look like&lt;br /&gt;Day 118: what people in your life inspire you the most&lt;br /&gt;Day 119: something you hope you never have to do&lt;br /&gt;Day 120: what is your zodiac sign and what do you think it means&lt;br /&gt;Day 121: what do you think about stereotypes&lt;br /&gt;Day 122: which activities make you lose track of time&lt;br /&gt;Day 123: do you believe teenagers can fall in love&lt;br /&gt;Day 124: have you ever had feelings for someone who was seeing someone else&lt;br /&gt;Day 125: have you ever gone out of your way to make someone happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 126: have you ever been betrayed by someone you trusted&lt;br /&gt;Day 127: do you believe in second chances&lt;br /&gt;Day 128: what is your life’s purpose&lt;br /&gt;Day 129: favorite month of the year and why&lt;br /&gt;Day 130: if you were deserted on an island, what would you bring&lt;br /&gt;Day 131: what do you worry about&lt;br /&gt;Day 132: do you believe ex’s can be friends&lt;br /&gt;Day 133: if you had to choose between a million dollars or to be able to change a regret, what would you do&lt;br /&gt;Day 134: do you have a reason to smile right now&lt;br /&gt;Day 135: is change a good thing&lt;br /&gt;Day 136: if you were 12 and looked at yourself in the future, would you be happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 137: one of your wildest dreams&lt;br /&gt;Day 138: one of the nicest things anyone has said to you&lt;br /&gt;Day 139: something you can’t wait for&lt;br /&gt;Day 140: how do you feel about people disrespecting their parents&lt;br /&gt;Day 141: someone who fascinates you&lt;br /&gt;Day 142: how have you changed in the past 2 years&lt;br /&gt;Day 143: how important you think education is&lt;br /&gt;Day 144: are you planning on having children one day&lt;br /&gt;Day 145: is it easy to trust others&lt;br /&gt;Day 146: is there someone that makes you happy every time you see them&lt;br /&gt;Day 147: what do you think about ignorant people&lt;br /&gt;Day 148: do you think more about the past, present, or future&lt;br /&gt;Day 149: would you rather love one person or have many short relationships&lt;br /&gt;Day 150: how is your heart lately&lt;br /&gt;Day 151: would you move to a different country to be with the one you love&lt;br /&gt;Day 152: what is one step of action you would take to change the world&lt;br /&gt;Day 153: do you think the hardest thing is sometimes the easiest thing&lt;br /&gt;Day 154: a moment you felt most satisfied in your life&lt;br /&gt;Day 155: what is one achievement you are proud of&lt;br /&gt;Day 156: what is a TV show you enjoy the most&lt;br /&gt;Day 157: do you like to give or receive&lt;br /&gt;Day 158: would you give up all of your presents one Christmas time to help others from other countries&lt;br /&gt;Day 159: what is one thing you love about photography&lt;br /&gt;Day 160: do you go by live, laugh, love&lt;br /&gt;Day 161: why is it so much easier being a child, than an adult&lt;br /&gt;Day 162: highs and lows of this month&lt;br /&gt;Day 163: where is one place you would love to visit&lt;br /&gt;Day 164: one thing many people don’t know about you&lt;br /&gt;Day 165: favorite type of music&lt;br /&gt;Day 166: have you ever had a teacher that changed your life&lt;br /&gt;Day 167: funniest movie you have ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Day 168: how do you feel about cyber bullying&lt;br /&gt;Day 169: what is your life motto&lt;br /&gt;Day 170: what is something you notice throughout high school&lt;br /&gt;Day 171: one famous guy you would marry in an instant&lt;br /&gt;Day 172: what kind of person attracts you&lt;br /&gt;Day 173: is there something you laugh at every time it happens&lt;br /&gt;Day 174: how do you think you’re going to act like in 10 years&lt;br /&gt;Day 175: songs you listen to when you’re happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 176: do you enjoy cooking&lt;br /&gt;Day 177: something you’re proud of in the past few days&lt;br /&gt;Day 178: a goal you have this weekend&lt;br /&gt;Day 179: how did you spend your last birthday?&lt;br /&gt;Day 180: what is the most inspiring book you have read?&lt;br /&gt;Day 181: A picture of your favorite memory&lt;br /&gt;Day 182: A picture that makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Day 183: you are told you have one week left to live, how do you&lt;br /&gt;spend it?&lt;br /&gt;Day 184: when you think of your best friend, what is your first memory? How did you meet them, explain him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Day 185: where will you be in ten years?&lt;br /&gt;Day  186: have you ever made a time capsule? If yes, with who, do you  remember what you put inside? If not, what would you put inside if you  had to put something in right now?&lt;br /&gt;Day 187: post a picture of yourself, taken today, and five random facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day 188: what are you always carrying around with you?&lt;br /&gt;Day 189: list everything you like about yourself, and explain why. What makes you unique?&lt;br /&gt;Day 190: put your iPod or mp3 player on shuffle and list the first ten songs/artists.&lt;br /&gt;Day 191: are you excited for anything right now?&lt;br /&gt;Day 192: summer or winter? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Day 193: what are you doing for the next big holiday? (i.e. Christmas, Hanukkah, Thanksgiving, Easter, Passover…)&lt;br /&gt;Day 194: what did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;Day 195: have you ever had braces/will you ever need braces?&lt;br /&gt;Day 196: what is one thing you regret doing?&lt;br /&gt;Day 197: do you have a set out path for your future yet?&lt;br /&gt;Day 198: a picture taken over ten years ago&lt;br /&gt;Day 199: what is the last book you read, why did you read it?&lt;br /&gt;Day 200: whatever suits your fancy. (A picture, random facts, what you did today, your plans for tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;Day 201: what are your plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Day 202: what did you do last Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;Day 203: what is the last thing you had to save your money for?&lt;br /&gt;Day 204: do you have a job, if so, where?&lt;br /&gt;Day 205: do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;Day 206: what’s your favorite band?&lt;br /&gt;Day 207: have you ever cried in a movie? Which?&lt;br /&gt;Day 208: tell us about your family.&lt;br /&gt;Day 209: what do you remember most about last winter?&lt;br /&gt;Day 210: in a nutshell, what is your daily routine?&lt;br /&gt;Day 211: a picture of you and your best friend&lt;br /&gt;Day 212: one person you know you can trust?&lt;br /&gt;Day 213: the person closest to your heart. How do you know them?&lt;br /&gt;Day 214: what are your feelings on gay marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Day 215: a letter to your crush&lt;br /&gt;Day 216: list of some of your favorite tumblrs&lt;br /&gt;Day 217: a letter to someone who you used to be close to&lt;br /&gt;Day 218: a letter to someone you judged by first impression&lt;br /&gt;Day 219: a talent you have&lt;br /&gt;Day 220: a picture that makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;Day 221: a photography picture taken by you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 222: what are you craving right now?&lt;br /&gt;Day 223: bad habits of yours.&lt;br /&gt;Day 224: A picture of something that means a lot to you&lt;br /&gt;Day 225: what is the most inspirational thing you have ever heard&lt;br /&gt;Day 226: next present holiday wish list&lt;br /&gt;Day 227: A picture that can always make you smile&lt;br /&gt;Day 228: list ten people you would die for&lt;br /&gt;Day 229: write a letter to the person you’re closest to&lt;br /&gt;Day 230: what is your favorite memory from before the school age.&lt;br /&gt;Day 231: what were your thoughts enter pre-school, kindergarten, middle school, and high school&lt;br /&gt;Day 232: list the movies you’ll never get sick of watching&lt;br /&gt;Day 233: what is the most quotable movie? List a few of your favorite quotes?&lt;br /&gt;Day 234: favorite song as a ten year old?&lt;br /&gt;Day 235: if your six-year-old self looked at you now, what would their reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;Day 236: what was your most memorable summer&lt;br /&gt;Day 237: who from full house do you relate to most?&lt;br /&gt;Day 238: who/what can’t you live without?&lt;br /&gt;Day 239: have you changed in the past 200 Days?&lt;br /&gt;Day  240: what does your name mean according to urban dictionary? Were you  named after anyone in your family, or does your name mean something  special to your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Day 241: what name would your parents have named you if you were the opposite sex? Did they have a list of names for you?&lt;br /&gt;Day 242: 10 most significant events in your life&lt;br /&gt;Day 243: what is the last thing you baked?&lt;br /&gt;Day 244: a picture taken recently&lt;br /&gt;Day 245: what is the compliment you get most, what is the compliment you give most?&lt;br /&gt;Day 246: what is your favorite city?&lt;br /&gt;Day 247: your opinion on drinking/drugs&lt;br /&gt;Day 248: who do you text most&lt;br /&gt;Day 249: if you died tomorrow, would you want to tell anyone anything?&lt;br /&gt;Day 250: write a short love story.&lt;br /&gt;Day 251: what inspires you to write?&lt;br /&gt;Day 252: list five things that make you happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 253: list five things that make you sad&lt;br /&gt;Day 254: list your five favorite foods&lt;br /&gt;Day 255: list your five favorite drinks&lt;br /&gt;Day 256: list five things you want to say to ten different people at this moment&lt;br /&gt;Day 257: list five good things about your life&lt;br /&gt;Day 258: list five bad things about your life&lt;br /&gt;Day 259: list your family members and how they help you daily&lt;br /&gt;Day 260: list your five favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;Day 261: list what you did/plan to do today&lt;br /&gt;Day 262: list your favorite stores&lt;br /&gt;Day 263: list how you did your make up today&lt;br /&gt;Day 264: how are you wearing your hair&lt;br /&gt;Day 265: post a picture of your outfit, or explain it&lt;br /&gt;Day 266: an old song you still like&lt;br /&gt;Day 267: when you’ve had a terrible day, how do you deal with it?&lt;br /&gt;Day 268: an overused saying.&lt;br /&gt;Day 269: how are you similar to and different from the majority of Tumblr users?&lt;br /&gt;Day 270: what would your dream house/apartment/castle/tree house/loft/bungalow/etc. look like?&lt;br /&gt;Day 271: who makes you happier than anyone else?&lt;br /&gt;Day 272: what was the worst thing to happen to you in middle school?&lt;br /&gt;Day 273: seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day 274: six things you love&lt;br /&gt;Day 275: five songs you like.&lt;br /&gt;Day 276: four things you wish you could say, but might never.&lt;br /&gt;Day 277: three things you miss&lt;br /&gt;Day 278: two things you want.&lt;br /&gt;Day 279: one story of a memory you have.&lt;br /&gt;Day 280: what was the last movie you watched, write about it&lt;br /&gt;Day 281: someone you would switch lives with for a day and why&lt;br /&gt;Day 282: if you were stranded on an Island, who would be with you and which limited 10 items would you two have?&lt;br /&gt;Day 283: describe your perfect date&lt;br /&gt;Day 284: write the differences between you and your best friend&lt;br /&gt;Day 285: what got you into this challenge?&lt;br /&gt;Day 286: a picture of what you wore today&lt;br /&gt;Day 287: a silly picture of you/ you &amp;amp; your friends&lt;br /&gt;Day 288: last post you made on Tumblr that doesn’t involve a challenge?&lt;br /&gt;Day 289: write a letter to your followers&lt;br /&gt;Day 290: a video you would usually watch on YouTube&lt;br /&gt;Day 291: what did you eat today?&lt;br /&gt;Day 292: recommend a few Tumblrs and write why you recommended them.&lt;br /&gt;Day 293: when you look outside step outside your front door of the house, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Day 294: something that inspires you&lt;br /&gt;Day 295: things you’re looking forward to next week -month&lt;br /&gt;Day 296: create a collage of your pictures you take in 1 Day and post them up.&lt;br /&gt;Day 297: when did you start wearing makeup?&lt;br /&gt;Day 298: do you like to dress up or dress down for school&lt;br /&gt;Day 299: A picture of someone you miss&lt;br /&gt;Day 300: A picture of something you wish you were better at&lt;br /&gt;Day 301: who is your favorite actor/actress and why?&lt;br /&gt;Day 302: A picture of yourself and a family member&lt;br /&gt;Day 303: last time you were sick, what did you have?&lt;br /&gt;Day 304: What is your favorite kind of soup?&lt;br /&gt;Day 305: which grade was your favorite? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Day 306: what are the most distinct memories from preschool age and&lt;br /&gt;younger?&lt;br /&gt;Day 307: what are the memories you have when you think of kindergarten?&lt;br /&gt;Day 308: Write 5 things that sum you up. Include a picture with 1 or more of these things.&lt;br /&gt;Day 309: Write about your crush. Write anything: if you’re friends, don’t talk, it’s going great or it’s complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Day 310: What’s the meaning behind your URL? Why did you make a Tumblr?&lt;br /&gt;Day 311: Is there drama in your life just now with friends and/or family? Write about it.&lt;br /&gt;Day 312: What are you grateful for?&lt;br /&gt;Day 313: Write about how you do your makeup/hair. Why do you do it that way?&lt;br /&gt;Day 314: Write about your ideal partner in detail. Does your crush match the criteria? If no, talk about that.&lt;br /&gt;Day 315: What is your definition of the word hate? Talk about 3 things you hate.&lt;br /&gt;Day 316: What is your definition of the word love? Talk about 3 things you love.&lt;br /&gt;Day 317: Your fears?&lt;br /&gt;Day 318: Are you happy with how you look?&lt;br /&gt;Day 319: If you could, would you rather live in the early 1900’s?&lt;br /&gt;Day 320: Favorite book. Explain why you like it&lt;br /&gt;Day 321: Worst book you have read. Explain why it is the worst&lt;br /&gt;Day 322: A book you are willing to read, why.&lt;br /&gt;Day 323: Your favorite quote of any of the books you have read&lt;br /&gt;Day 324: Which book you want-need to be made into a movie?&lt;br /&gt;Day 325: Favorite character of any book.&lt;br /&gt;Day 326: Have you read HP? Did you like it? Yes no why?&lt;br /&gt;Day 327: Have you read the twilight saga? Did you like it? Yes, no why?&lt;br /&gt;Day 328: A book you recommend? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Day 329: Ten Things that make you angry&lt;br /&gt;Day 330: Ten things that make you happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 331: Your favorite music&lt;br /&gt;Day 332: Your favorite movies&lt;br /&gt;Day 333: Where you want to be in ten years&lt;br /&gt;Day 334: What you want from a relationship&lt;br /&gt;Day 335: Which fictional character are you most like?&lt;br /&gt;Day 336: Describe the worst day of your life&lt;br /&gt;Day 337: Describe the best day of your life&lt;br /&gt;Day 338: Your opinion on gay marriage&lt;br /&gt;Day 339: Five positive traits you have&lt;br /&gt;Day 340: Five negative traits you have&lt;br /&gt;Day 341: Your views on religion&lt;br /&gt;Day 342: Describe your relationship status&lt;br /&gt;Day 343: what is the most inspirational thing you’ve ever heard&lt;br /&gt;Day 344: the last person you texted— how do you know them?&lt;br /&gt;Day 345: post a picture of yourself today&lt;br /&gt;Day 346: what are your favorite types of shoes? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Day 347: are you getting bored of this challenge?&lt;br /&gt;Day 348: what’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve done lately?&lt;br /&gt;Day 349: what’s the way to win your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Day 350: do you have any hard, life-changing choices to make, anytime soon?&lt;br /&gt;Day 351: are you addicted to Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;Day 352: do you know anyone with an outie belly button? Who?&lt;br /&gt;Day 353: what quote do you live by?&lt;br /&gt;Day 354: last time you cried, why was it?&lt;br /&gt;Day 355: honestly, do you know all the words to your countries national anthem?&lt;br /&gt;Day 356: what is your dream job?&lt;br /&gt;Day 357: as a kid did you want to be a ninja turtle and/or power ranger? Which color?&lt;br /&gt;Day 358: are you as addicted to tumblr as you were a year ago?&lt;br /&gt;Day 359: describe what you normally do on a weekly basis. A little bit about your social life outside of the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Day 360: a picture of what you wore today&lt;br /&gt;Day 361: If you won the lottery, honestly, how would you spend the money?&lt;br /&gt;Day 362: what is the biggest lie you’ve ever told. Why’d you tell it?&lt;br /&gt;Day 363: do you know what your first post on tumblr was?&lt;br /&gt;Day 364: have you changed much in the past year?&lt;br /&gt;Day  365: look back to your first post of this challenge, asking ‘Post a  picture of yourself and tell us your hopes, dreams and plans for the  next 365 Days’ did you achieve any of these goals? And post a picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Will I successfully done all those challenge? who knows.. In fact, I am really enthusiast to do the challenge in Day 1 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-2784775165720116074?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/2784775165720116074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=2784775165720116074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/2784775165720116074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/2784775165720116074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2012/01/chicken-pox-drama-project-and.html' title='Chicken Pox, Drama Project, and Challenges'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAYZNAr65I8/TxbWF0nrpAI/AAAAAAAAB2A/w-TESI23ea8/s72-c/386017_2201267490509_1811979224_1392694_1154905237_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-481423122249817299</id><published>2012-01-02T21:33:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:40:40.687+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my first blog post in two thousand and TWELVE!!!! wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last December, I successfully passed the IELSP document selection. It made me w-o-w! I got a ticket of ne step ahead to America (again)! I really prepared myself well at that time. I trained myself to give convince answers to the interviewer in interview section. This was my second attempt and I really wanted to give my best to pursue my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In D-day, I came to State University of Malang and had a nerve because almost all of the interviewees wore marketing-standard outwear. And I just wore my not-that-formal shirt and very tight black pants -_- However, I received good news: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the interviewer is my Translation lecturer&lt;/span&gt; :) And he is really kind of a person who can easily adjust himself to someone stranger. This IELSP interview did not really make me nerve because I knew that my lecturer would not let me down by seeing on what I wore and giving rude questions. And I was right. The first question (and I think the most basic and important question) for me is the reason why I apply to this program. The following questions flew casually. We talked about family, future plan, orangutan, boyfriend, hobbies, and at the end of the interview he encouraged me to never stop trying to pursue my dream, going to America. He also promised Ussi (a friend who also in that interview section) to reveal the secret of IELSP scholarship interview when we met in our Translation class. We were dying to hear his opinion about our performance at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview test was on Sunday and his Translation class was on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wed, He realized that I was on of his interviewees when he checked the name of his attended students. Then he actually revealed a fact that I never knew it before. There are 5 points which he measured in that interview section. He did not mention the four points, but he guaranteed me that he gave the best he could gave in those four points. The fifth point was kinda make me shock. It is point which measure how marginal my family. And he just could not say that I am from marginal family, indeed. Later he explained that IELSP aims to help students from marginal family to study in America. Gosh! I just remembered those marketing-standard-lookings on that interview. Most of them are Chinese and I was sure that they came from Surabaya and willing to go to Malang just to pursue their dream. I knew that they were absolutely not come from marginal family for sure. I did not blame those who come from marginal family. I just feel disappointed why don't IELSP give information about that marginal thingy -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is already announcement about IELSP grantee who will go to America in this mid-year. Oh well, I try to not sorry about my failure. I actually have to give thanks that I did not pass this IELSP test. It means I am lucky because God placed me in middle class family :) Congratulations for the grantees.. Go learn from America and apply those skills in our beloved country..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that IELSP's story, I want to underline and bold the statement:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; life is full of something that never been expected before&lt;/span&gt; - uh I can't underline this line &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, I had invited lecture by D.Y. Suharya. It is held by my Aesthetic lecturer. She just wanted to give us hope that there are something we can do as English Literature graduate. Ms. D.Y. actually came from D3 Sastra Inggris UI and she successfully became something in this world. She worked in Prambors Radio at the age of 19 which made me surprise because working in Prambors Radio was my junior high school's dream!!! She also made contribution in RCTI, CNN New York, United Nations, and other cool places that i am dying to work there *_* Well, by this invited lecture I just realized that it is possible for me to have great job :) and because of her, I am encouraged to make Vision Board. It is on progress now. I already collect all pictures of things which make me dying to have them. I hope by looking at this vision board, I could have those things on my own someday. hmmmmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, welcome 2012..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-481423122249817299?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/481423122249817299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=481423122249817299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/481423122249817299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/481423122249817299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2012/01/first.html' title='The First!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-5833839514156920887</id><published>2011-12-11T14:24:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T14:53:35.493+07:00</updated><title type='text'>today's blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got a video from wall of my friend in PMK Efod's group page. I was curious what it is about because there is 'anak' word in the link address. It must be a story about a child and it must be amazing. I clicked the link and it directed me to the download option. I left the downloading process to bed and being awake by loud sound from this video when it was done to be downloaded. Ah, this video is played automatically. I verge on my lepisus with my sleepy eyes and watch this video. There is no images. There is no child creature. There is only as song and word and word and word. I read all of it and those words series successfully pour my tears down and realized how God loves me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this video could be a blessing for you today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c805aabbcc876f3d" 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://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc805aabbcc876f3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448673%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D795EE78251685913F5CC30BB42E539B9B9ADD9CA.35E66D5844B6C9D93FBEEA307D92FD463797A4C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc805aabbcc876f3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHTSkvTRjBvKNWUN8qzXf8d5T7tA&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://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc805aabbcc876f3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330448673%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D795EE78251685913F5CC30BB42E539B9B9ADD9CA.35E66D5844B6C9D93FBEEA307D92FD463797A4C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc805aabbcc876f3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHTSkvTRjBvKNWUN8qzXf8d5T7tA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can download it in &lt;a href="http://184.105.232.145/39/54/39541ef2c9b79c9a7a27c1152263c6fd/ba124807/Seoranganak_3954_w_2.3gp?c=245332105&amp;amp;u=726332554&amp;amp;s=BMGgk"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share this video to others, and be bless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-5833839514156920887?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c805aabbcc876f3d&amp;type=video/mp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/5833839514156920887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=5833839514156920887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5833839514156920887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5833839514156920887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/12/todays-blessing.html' title='today&apos;s blessing'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-5432488702810791141</id><published>2011-12-04T14:21:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:25:07.372+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essay'/><title type='text'>Smoking Prohibition in campus is URGENTLY needed</title><content type='html'>A thought popped up in my mind. I wanted to share my old short essays that I ever written. on my writing classes. Hope it could trigger my writing passion which is ironically lost since i commercialized my writing T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The essay below is written in my fifth semester. I remember it well because a native lecturer from Los Angeles, if I'm not mistaken, taught me at that time. She is Ms. Potts and she changed the position of my real lecturer for several meetings. And she was interesting in my essay due to arguments that i stated in the essay. Her anxiety actually made me survive from that class because the one who gave us final score was my real lecturer, not Ms. Potts. She is actually famous with her cruelty in giving a score :D Well, I got enlightenment in arranging the content of my essay from my boyfie-wannabe at that time. It was one year ago and now he already becomes my future husband  :P Time does fly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZRo1mFuQFA/Ttst5CFUa3I/AAAAAAAAB1E/P9srTR3zNf8/s1600/i-want-you-to-quit-smoking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZRo1mFuQFA/Ttst5CFUa3I/AAAAAAAAB1E/P9srTR3zNf8/s400/i-want-you-to-quit-smoking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682185812692986738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Brawijaya University should Restrict Smoking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Each of us probably has experienced a situation, when we were sitting around campus and someone near us started to smoke a cigarette. We automatically became passive smoker at that time. This is happening to me very often and I wish Brawijaya University would build smoking rooms around campus. Campus is a public place which always full of people, so we have more passive smokers than active smokers. There are main reasons why Brawijaya University need to build smoking rooms around campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Smoking habit makes our campus environment dirtier. It can pollute the environment by its poisons fumes and stubs. Smokers produce a cloud of smoke which contains poisons and spreads everywhere, so that other people may inhale their smoke. The smoke of cigarette contains more 200 bad chemical substances, such as carbon-monoxide, ammonia, nitrogen-oxide, etc. It will surely cause air pollution and also health risk for those who inhale that smoke. Besides smoke, the leftover of smokers which are in the form of cigarette stubs and packs are scattered everywhere. They can also become environment issue because average smokers burn around twelve cigarettes everyday. Can you imagine how big the number of cigarette's packs and stubs which are scattered everywhere in a day because of smokers students in Brawijaya University? They cause our environment dirty. So, Brawijaya university needs to build smoking rooms to prevent the pollution caused by smoker students because our campus environment will turn unattractive with those things around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokers sometimes do not respect the non smokers' right. Smokers do not have consciousness about the existence of non smokers' right to live healthily which should be appreciated. The non smokers usually face the same health risks like the smokers if they live in circumstances which are full of smokers. Some researches show that 20% of people who always inhale cigar's smoke for years are at risk to have lung cancer and 25% of people who live in a smoking society also have the same risk. This danger of smoking for non smokers in Beawijaya University can be prevented by building smoking rooms around campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking is inappropriate according to Tri Dharma Perguruan Tinggi. Each university, including Brawijaya University, has functions as defined in Tri Dharma Perguruan Tinggi and one of its points is dedication to society. Smoking can be considered as an activity which ruins society's health and it is stated in the law of health article 113 which emphasizes on the danger of addictive substances in cigarette that give bad impacts to the smokers and also their surroundings. Students nowadays are allowed to smoke freely around campus and it surely brings unfit effects into society. We could say that smoker students ruin the society; not dedicate themselves to society. If this habit, smoking freely around campus, could not to be stopped, Brawijaya University could be said as a university which does not support the Tri Dharma Perguruan Tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can conclude that there are a lot of disadvantages caused by smoking. According to those facts, we would say that Brawijaya University should build smoking rooms around campus to decrease the number of passive smokers. In addition to that, smoker students can enjoy smoking and they cannot complain about their freedom of enjoyment. After all, they are also aware of the danger of smoking. At last, I finally say, smoking is dangerous. It is always better to keep our young generation healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rewrite that essay above, I realize there are so many grammatical errors, inappropriate diction, and unrelated cause-effect sentence -_- and it also raise my intention up once more to make formal authority of Brawijaya University aware that build smoking rooms around campus is fully needed! Speaking about formal authority, I apply in INNASYICON II (Indonesian Systemics Society Conference) as one of Liaison Officers there. I was interviewed by one of my lecturer that already known as one of active smokers. He once stated that our whole body is composed of complex system that able to neutralize all bad substances in cigar. This lecture is different from other lecturers in the way of interviewing the applicants. He did not only interview by giving organizational-related questions, but also asked us to make a three paragraphs essays about the danger of smoking. The points that I wrote at that time were not far different from my essay above. I don't know is it a sign or what,but i do hope he realize that Brawijaya University really needs people who could respect the non smokers' health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, University is an educational institutional which should not be dirtied by unfit conditions caused by cigars!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-5432488702810791141?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/5432488702810791141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=5432488702810791141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5432488702810791141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5432488702810791141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/12/smoking-probition-in-campus-is-urgently.html' title='Smoking Prohibition in campus is URGENTLY needed'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZRo1mFuQFA/Ttst5CFUa3I/AAAAAAAAB1E/P9srTR3zNf8/s72-c/i-want-you-to-quit-smoking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-6228238808795224655</id><published>2011-12-02T08:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:04:02.580+07:00</updated><title type='text'>freak me out</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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He suggested me to talk about my thesis. However, it freaks me out to share this complicated topic in my menye menye blog. I am not that into to my thesis object, Psycho analysis. Gosh, I swore to not use this theory for my thesis. I used to wish to have something different from my thesis. I don’t know what, but it is absolutely not psycho analysis. Unfortunately, destiny talks different things. Psycho analysis will become my passion for the rest my time in college -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my writing passion gradually. It is because of my job now as a content writer. Reviewing gadgets every day really makes me become gadget genius in a different way and lack of inspiration to write something inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaa .. Should i leave this job -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-6228238808795224655?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6228238808795224655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=6228238808795224655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6228238808795224655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6228238808795224655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/12/freak-me-out.html' title='freak me out'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-8116629161271715594</id><published>2011-10-23T23:28:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T00:31:38.079+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schoolism'/><title type='text'>start of my future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow! I am lack of time to have some updates for this blog. I've been busy lately. I make money from my hobby, writing! I become content blog writer and write things that I don't even like it substantively. Have you ever type keywords in Google search box and end up in a blog that gives you not-that-related-to-your-keywords article? Well, I think I'm one of writers of one of those kinds of blogs! I do not know, where my articles are placed in, but I make effort to write useful articles, not a trash one. What I need to know is the today's keywords, make article that contains those keywords and they due at 9 p.m. tomorrow night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I somehow love this job. It makes me accustomed to write in English, yeah, BASIC English, because I do not want to be busily engaged in difficult words even though it will enrich my vocabulary. Besides, it gives me a bit of knowledge. Yes, a bit! At least, I already know what VA or PA stands for :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read a lot this semesters. A lot of Literature journals and the textbook itself drive my eyes going crazy! I already plan my thesis' corpus. At first, I am interested to analyse something that relate to FEMINISM. I decided to have movie entitled Mona Lisa Smile as my corpus. When I realize that is too simple to be analyzed, I make it more complicated by comparing it to the Hours movie, a movie that I can't get in the most complete DVD rental. I firstly want to compare how Feminism work in both movies that set in different generation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That was my first plan! In fact, I still can't get The Hours in the due time and I think I should forget about Feminism Theory if I still want to be married to my future husband. He lives in patriarchy society and truly hate feminism. Well, I can accept it due to the fact that feminism is not my main principal :) and I think to have feminism for my thesis' theory would make me stuck in feminism and I might have an infatuation for it. It is better to prevent it, indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, I browsed to have an enlightenment and I got it. I remembered about a novel that I ever read when I was in Junior High School. Well, I used to proclaim it as my favorite teen-lit ever! It is entitled "Looking For Alibrandi". Some of you may know it from its film, but I never watch it before. I was in love with this novel just because I like a character named Jacob there. He is a bad boy and as we know, bad boys are impressing :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYdPN7BRPLA/TqRNRhE4zBI/AAAAAAAABzg/VC3tEcr7P1E/s1600/books.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYdPN7BRPLA/TqRNRhE4zBI/AAAAAAAABzg/VC3tEcr7P1E/s400/books.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666739194470910994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello, Thesis' corpus :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Over a period of time I have spent in college, I realize that this novel has possibility to be my thesis' corpus. It talks about Italian migrants descent in Australia, named Jossie. She is searching for her self portrait in her difficulties situation as a migrant descent and a lovechild. Yeah, it is silly to have teen-lit to be my corpus. I just have a dream to analyze it deeper. I do not know yet what theory i will use to analyze it, but I am pretty sure with this thing as my corpus :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My effort to face America does not have an end. I am currently working on IELSP thingy (again) as well. I am already done with essays, things that made me stuck on a couple of weeks :( and tomorrow will be letters-of-reference day hunt :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They are surely not bad ways to start off the future :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-8116629161271715594?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/8116629161271715594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=8116629161271715594&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/8116629161271715594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/8116629161271715594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/10/start-of-my-future.html' title='start of my future'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYdPN7BRPLA/TqRNRhE4zBI/AAAAAAAABzg/VC3tEcr7P1E/s72-c/books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-4372215675637638120</id><published>2011-09-14T21:32:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T21:40:01.454+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The stories behind my header</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My header is definitely new!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So does the background :) just to keep up with the header’s color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I just realized that the older header defines the-high-school-me very well with a lot of photos and bright colors on it and the big &lt;b&gt;“atalya’s page”&lt;/b&gt; really do not imply the blog address by which I originally intend to reflect this blog’s purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, why did I name it undefined serenity? I made this blog right after I read a novel by one of well-known Indonesian teen-lit author, Sitta Karina. If I am not forgotten, that novel told me that there was a girl who good on playing piano and she created a piano sonata entitled serenity. She always felt calm and quiet every time she played that sonata. I just imagined her calm and quiet and that &lt;i&gt;‘serenity’&lt;/i&gt; word just stuck on my mind. It suddenly popped up when I looked for my blog’s name with expectation I will feel that serenity every time I write on and read deep this blog. The word &lt;i&gt;‘undefined’&lt;/i&gt; was added of necessity. www.serenity.blogspot.com is actually unavailable and&lt;i&gt; ‘undefined’&lt;/i&gt; emerged every time I kept on pushing enter button in blog’s address box even though &lt;i&gt;‘serenity’&lt;/i&gt; was already unavailable. Therefore, I decided to add both of words together. This is it: &lt;b&gt;www.undefinedserenity.blogspot.com&lt;/b&gt;. This address also became the blog’s title. Lately, I ignored my very first expectations on this blog. I changed the title into &lt;i&gt;“atalya’s page”&lt;/i&gt; to be more personal and still kept &lt;i&gt;“undefinedserenity”&lt;/i&gt; as blog address because it is widely known already. Thanks God, I am wising up and coming to the decision to reconvert the title into&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; “undefinedserenity”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The thing is I am off balance to choose what kind of header I will use. I do not have any own pictures that reflect serenity. I only collected personal pictures and it does not echo serenity at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lucky me, having multi-capability husband! I asked him to help me make a header, which reflects serenity. I thought that he would use pictures from google, but he did not. He shot some pics by his camera phone spontaneously surrounding our spend-the-noon place. He reflects serenity on pics of leaves swept by rain. He chose one, retouched it in CS3 and created a Trubus header on it! Gosh, can you imagine a very green leaf with a white background? So Trubussssss.. After my comment, he set the leaf’s color as I wished and I thought it looks better with brown-ish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Touch it, touch that, and ta-da…..&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;undefinedchaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; actually defines the header well :p But I love it! Chaos indeed, yet gorgeous :) He promised me to make another header, which reflects serenity by pics of beach. Just wait until we visit beach at undefined time!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ugh, why are beaches so farrrrrrrrrrrrrrr from the city -_-&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/8182088985892515571-4372215675637638120?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/4372215675637638120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=4372215675637638120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/4372215675637638120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/4372215675637638120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/09/stories-behind-my-header.html' title='The stories behind my header'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-6717782715312102363</id><published>2011-09-10T18:32:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T19:25:32.460+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviewing Commenting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="id"&gt;One&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;thing I learned after finishing almost two months of being home is this quote below seems so real..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="id"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="id"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;I never realize how much I like being home unless I've been somewhere really different for a while." -Juno (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;I can't believe what I just wrote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold" lang="en-US"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;I've been somewhere really different than my home for three years and still counting. I don't know why the hell I am still complaining. And this is actually not my time to be that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold" lang="id"&gt;melodramatic old crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="id"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;acting . Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, that was the longest time I had home during the term break. I was in Jkt for couple of months, having internship, shopping, and meeting like a zillion people. Things which are used to be common things or even annoying things for me, now I feel that I really have a good time getting closer with those things, and everything else that comes along with visiting this town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This feeling got all over me when I met a bunch of old friends. They are used to be common people I met during high school time and that time did not even special to me. Well, sometimes yes, but not always. Now, time with them are still not always special but the things that come along with those time are special. Like places we went to share our togetherness. In two months, I've been in many places with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The first place we went was Blok M Square. Blok M Square is used to be what-de-oh place during my high school time. When I went back there last month, I was really had a good shopping time there. I am glad to know this kind of place. Call me exaggerating, you name it! But in this place, I bought my office outwear for internship with the right price! HA! Ah, I got a thing to share. When I looked for those office outwears, I've been there for almost 3 hours. I spent my time to look for those outwears on Lower Ground with assumption that in this Lower Ground, the seller would sell their things cheaper than those in higher floors. And I felt like I was very smart on bargaining. I can get a trousers for only Rp. 65k and some office long-sleeved shirts for Rp. 50k in average. When I decided to stop looking around to prevent loss of money because of those great deals, I went to second floor, the crowded one, and found a counter that sold all items of office outwears for only Rp. 35k!!!! Gosh, this smart office-outwears-buyer turned into super silly one! It was shocking to know that I can get the same trousers and the same office long-sleeved shirts with a half price there T.T Lesson I learned that I have to be more balance in shopping. It means looking around on each floor and buying at least one thing I like on each floor. So I won't miss counter with a very great deal in every floor :P And when Thea begged to be accompanied by me to look for her outwears needs for her internship, I didn't do the same mistake again :) While Thea was busy with her things, I busy with my things, some clothes for campus! Trekking on each floor to have some good deals and it works :D I found blazer for 80k and got an almost same blazer for 60k on different floor. And this Blok M Square is SOMETHING for me considering there is none in Mlg, a place which has a good taste in fashion and also good deal in price!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ah, women!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The second place is food stalls! I love eating! But I don't like to spend much money for eating! I am a person who feels better to buy some clothes than spending money on foods. It changes actually. When I got back to Jkt, foods were worth to buy! And thanks to the old friends to bring me on some great food stalls. Name it, Eat and Eat in Gandaria City. This is one of food courts in Gandaria City with a fabulous interior but I freaking hate their system, system that also can be found in Mall Taman Anggrek Food Court. Those who wants eat there have to make some deposit. You will be gived a card and only with it, you can buy food from so many stalls there. And that time, I was willing to spend my money on that sucks deposit. In eat and eat the price is freaking expensive!! Es Pisang Ijo which I usually buy only for Rp. 3k in Malang, its price is increasing highly there, Rp. 15k!!! OMG I can have 5 glasses of Es Pisang Ijo with those ammount of money. Ha, no wonder lah! It is Mall and its price defines Jkt well. I went around and decided to have Nasi Hainam from Singapore-foods stall for my dinner there. Thanks God, it tasted good with reasonable price :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--lP15iEZjrE/TmtMktaZtlI/AAAAAAAAByc/IJJ3bEA4iYo/s1600/photo%25284%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--lP15iEZjrE/TmtMktaZtlI/AAAAAAAAByc/IJJ3bEA4iYo/s400/photo%25284%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650694351015753298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Eat and Eat eats your money :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Another food stall I went to is Sambara. When I heard its name for the first time, an actor named Cok Simbara was suddenly popped up in my mind :P Well, this is a sundanese restaurant. I love Sundanese food. I love Sayur Asem because it has corn inside. I love sambal, who don't? I love teh tawar beacuse it's cheap :P In brief, sundanese foods defines me well. Sambara located somewhere near Cilandak, Fatmawati, ah you name it! Next of it is Dapur Sunda, such a competitive place though. I felt like I'm a tourist in Sambara. The waitress and waiters call their consumers with known Sundanese term, teteh and kang. Hihi.. I never been called that way :) Eating there in fasting month is the perfect time! So many compliments there! I got ta'jil compliments (bubur kacang ijo), sayur asem compliments, teh tawar compliments, and sambal compliments! One thing I learned in this place: with those compliments, you will definitely full by only buying rice and tempe! And they surely come with a low price. Maybe I have to try this strategy next time :P My lifetime favourite foods, tempe-sayur asem-sambal all served in table and made me thank God for inventing those kind of foods. I have four thumbs up for its sambal!! It made me can't stop crying because of its spiciness. Lucky me, when spent time there after finishing dinner, there was a number of people playing angklung, who caused very alive atmosphere, walked to table near ours. And ta-da we got someone's birthday there. Info from Kenny, that Angklung People usually come out when there is someone who has birthday party there. Haha what a loud birthday! This place is a really worth to re-visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Skl0Zl_VxtI/TmtMk473lTI/AAAAAAAAByk/l63HAOiJcgI/s1600/photo%252810%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Skl0Zl_VxtI/TmtMk473lTI/AAAAAAAAByk/l63HAOiJcgI/s400/photo%252810%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650694354108912946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;How Sunda their way on serving foods!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The interior has a large picture of Aksara Sunda and it is behind us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;How cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Another traditional food restaurant I visited is Rempah Wangi. It is located near Sambara. Not that near, just near. Well, the place is........so-so! The foods taste.......so-so! And the price is.........hell-no!!! What I love of being there is the people :) A lot of old friends came made a lot of chit-chat there. The fenomenal food there is sausage with 1m length which has ordinary taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F0aGVQVEwYM/TmtLEDeSumI/AAAAAAAABxk/DBs9xoY5xcw/s1600/17.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F0aGVQVEwYM/TmtLEDeSumI/AAAAAAAABxk/DBs9xoY5xcw/s400/17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650692690490341986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;meter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; sausage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5iz7KFsb0I/TmtLERrmkMI/AAAAAAAABxs/6kFkPPOB4hc/s1600/22.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5iz7KFsb0I/TmtLERrmkMI/AAAAAAAABxs/6kFkPPOB4hc/s400/22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650692694304264386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The High School Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My next stop is Strawberry Cafe! We went there right after we ate in Rempah Wangi just because of lack of idea in getting another hang-out places. Why Strawberry Cafe? Because it is a cafe where we can play so many games there and surely will have a lot of fun! And we were craving for playing Jumanji there! Why Jumanji? Because we heard about how scarry this game from one of us and we just CURIOUS! I went there once like two years ago. But that time, i ate outside, so I didn't feel the real atmosphere of this place. And I recently ate inside with those old friends. When we had the first step there, the impression of this place was HOT! The air conditioner was under the maintenance. Pity us! Well, we already full by eating in Rempah Wangi, so we hope by buying some foods we could play Jumanji. Unfortunately, some conditions came along with this Jumanji games. We had to order at least one food and one drink and also pay additional Rp. 5k for each person! So we ordered the cheapest food (spagethi for Rp. 19k) and the cheapest drink (aqua for Rp. 6k) for this JUMANJI games! The conditions were fulfiled and we welcomed in Jumanji room. Just like its name. Jumanji, not really different with the film, we had to acomplish missions. There is one safe room where we can use as a shelter place from unknown creatures. While we were trying to accomplish the missions, so many unknown creatures badgered us by uttering scarry voices and there was also sodako came up from a tv!! We yelled each other, we pushed, we pulled, we fell, GOSH! The missions are created to be not accomplished, though!! A horrible game indeed. But it was FUN! 15 minutes for Jumanji was a worth! We just didn't stop there. We played like three other games in that night, and we had joy! Regrettably, its foods were not pleasant as its games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kIwUf_b2Zgw/TmtLEV3_ovI/AAAAAAAABx0/Vv5asypYqcE/s1600/37.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kIwUf_b2Zgw/TmtLEV3_ovI/AAAAAAAABx0/Vv5asypYqcE/s400/37.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650692695429980914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After Jumanji! Very TIRING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEZQGZpBb7Y/TmtLEhW8hdI/AAAAAAAABx8/zT2eKUO6UP4/s1600/43.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEZQGZpBb7Y/TmtLEhW8hdI/AAAAAAAABx8/zT2eKUO6UP4/s400/43.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650692698512590290" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Another game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We have to thrust the sword into a hole. If we thrust in a right hole, powder will career up our friend's face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ncQ5lX5AFc/TmtLEtvTM-I/AAAAAAAAByE/tBlpkWL-MUA/s1600/60.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ncQ5lX5AFc/TmtLEtvTM-I/AAAAAAAAByE/tBlpkWL-MUA/s400/60.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650692701835965410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Another game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Put the plastic people in the right place. Don't make this thing fall or you will be powdered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s75qLFpoYIA/TmtMkgiv3qI/AAAAAAAAByU/9st33yzP1GY/s1600/blog.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s75qLFpoYIA/TmtMkgiv3qI/AAAAAAAAByU/9st33yzP1GY/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650694347561098914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Another game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What's on my head? Give some yes/no questions to your friend, and you will get the clue of what it is :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Next stops are very very odinary place you find in Jkt. They are J.CO and Bakmi GM. Ordinary, right? Yes, for people who can easily find it. But it is extra ordinary for me! Maybe it is because I couldn't find one in Mlg. No pangsit like GM has. No yogurt like J.CO has. And it was superb when I can feel taste of bakmi GM, its pangsit, J.Cool and Choco Loco again. Haha another exaggerating act :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WML08AsHCNE/TmtMlH-g10I/AAAAAAAABys/AIBMkDjzByA/s1600/photo%252817%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WML08AsHCNE/TmtMlH-g10I/AAAAAAAABys/AIBMkDjzByA/s400/photo%252817%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650694358146537282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSWOqqW2leY/TmtMkUHZDkI/AAAAAAAAByM/sl9-ZzjwC1k/s1600/299916_10150282247312850_522252849_7480104_7583597_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSWOqqW2leY/TmtMkUHZDkI/AAAAAAAAByM/sl9-ZzjwC1k/s400/299916_10150282247312850_522252849_7480104_7583597_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650694344225132098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Been to J.CO two times in a month :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ah well, you really don't know what you've got 'till it's gone :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gosh, this is a long long post!!! And it is unbelievably written full in English! Ha! I prepare myself well before back to campus this Monday, right? Alright then I guess I should stop here. Me actually craving for tempe, sambal, and sayur asem. I lost my focus by the time I typed those heaven's food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; " lang="id"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Itadakimasu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-6717782715312102363?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6717782715312102363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=6717782715312102363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6717782715312102363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6717782715312102363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/09/reviewing-commenting.html' title='Reviewing Commenting!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--lP15iEZjrE/TmtMktaZtlI/AAAAAAAAByc/IJJ3bEA4iYo/s72-c/photo%25284%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-2645919639958447692</id><published>2011-08-03T08:38:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T09:26:22.063+07:00</updated><title type='text'>New OC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hari ini gw mau mengubah kebiasaan gw selama 3 minggu lebih ini. Biasanya gw nyampe kantor, yang dikerjain pasti translate-an itu, berkutat sama merit sampe butek sambil nyambi main angry bird atau sms suami kalo udah bener2 butek sama tulisan.. Pagi ini beda. Gw ga ditemenin suami selama perjalanan ke kantor, di kantor nunggu ruangan gw dibuka. Pagi ini beda juga karna pagi2 gw udah histeris sama bokap. Alhasil diem2an sama bokap selama perjalanan gw ke kantor.. Jadi pagi gw di kantor mau gw bikin beda juga.. Pagi ini gw ngeblog!!! hihihih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama 3 minggu lebih di sini, baru satu kali gw keluar sama temen2 gw. Beneran deh, kerja itu bener2 menguras tenaga dan pikiran. Kalo ketemu weekend lebih memilih buat leyeh2 di rumah daripada harus menjadi peserta kemacetan jakarta lagi. Please yaaah weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi sesi jalan2 pertama gw itu hari minggu tanggal sekian. Kita ke Pantai Mutiara! Menurut jarkomannya sih begicuuhh. Gw ngebayanginnya heboh gitu. Gw kira pantai Mutiara tuh salah satu pantai di Anyer sanaaah.. Seneng dong.. Eh taunya di pluit ajahh. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe sana udah ngelewatin sunset karena nyasar tiada tara. Satu-satunya petunjuk jalan yang diharapkan memiliki sifat pelupa akut. Tanya satpam, jawabnnya njelimet.. Tanya satpam yang lain, jawabannya beda2 dari satpam2 sebelumnya. Nyampe sana udah tinggal liat bulan deh. hoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi pantai Mutiara itu bisa didapati dengan cara lewat tol dan keluar di pantai indah kapuk, selanjutnya tanya satpam. Deket sama PLTU, ada di perumahan yang rumahnya besarrr2, ada di deket rumah yang fix bener lebay gedenya pas diintip parkirannya, mobilnya gilaaaa bangetttt.. ferrari berjejr dll.. Pokoknya pantai mutiara di situ!!! hahaha.. Jangan mengharapkan suasana pantai dengan banyak pasir, pohon kelapa dan ombak yang menawan. Jangan! karena ini hanyalah sebuah dermaga ke laut lepas.. tanpa sea shore yang breath taking. hohoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita menuju salah satu cafe di sana, namanya New Oceanic Cafe. Lumayan breath taking juga sih tempatnya. Di dalemnya ada kolam renangnya dan ada meja2 makan di dermaga yang pemandangannya laut lepas. Sayangnya kita nyampe sini udah malem.. Percuma juga di foto ga keliatan indahnyaaa.. Tempat makan yang di dermaga ini remang2 romantis gitu. Sayang aja ke sananya sama orang2 yang kurang pas. Jadi suasananya ga kebawa deh. Yang gagal dari tempat ini adalah kamar mandinya!!! haha.. Gw kalo ke suatu tempat itu yang diliat kamar mandinya. Kamar mandinya sungguh biasa saja. Cuma satu biji lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X0UNX9ocmSM/TjinHOC0VuI/AAAAAAAABxE/8UJIsZDEVNM/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X0UNX9ocmSM/TjinHOC0VuI/AAAAAAAABxE/8UJIsZDEVNM/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636438676125013730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Itu tuh lampu2 yang nyala2 di atas, lampunya PLTU. Gila juga yah pantai Indah Kapuk punya PLTU sendiri buat perumahannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4XgIdfw6HpQ/TjinHaZOx9I/AAAAAAAABxM/CVSVgvpZt8s/s1600/284329_10150248654952850_522252849_7144170_3056432_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4XgIdfw6HpQ/TjinHaZOx9I/AAAAAAAABxM/CVSVgvpZt8s/s400/284329_10150248654952850_522252849_7144170_3056432_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636438679440246738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See.. New Oceanic Cafe, berhubung kepanjangan, jadi di singkat jadi New OC.. hihih kayak The OC. Beda takdir aja..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus yaaaa agak deg2an juga boo' makan di sini.. Takut tsunami. hahaha.. Jackpot banget kalo tsunami. Makan di tengah laut, ada ombak gede dikit aja paling udah kelelep. Tapi kayaknya kalo pelabuhan gitu ombaknya ga heboh2 banget yaa.. Makanannya ga cocok sama dompet mahasiswa perantauan dari malang!! haha.. Segalanya dibandingin sama harga makanan di Malang di mana 5000 udah bisa kenyang plus minum. Berhubung yaa waktu ke sana gw lagi sangat laper2nya, jadi pilih menu yang aman deh. Aman porsinya. Fried Rice! cailah gaya.. Nasi goreng mennn.. Banyakkkk porsinya! seneng gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pas lagi makan, kita didatengin satu cowo necis hitam hitam.. Kirain mah mau ngajak thea kenalan, eh tau2nyaaaaaaa...... Dia main sulap. hihihih.. Sulap yang kayak di tipi2 icuuuhhh.. Biarin deh ah norak. Spesial banget kan kitaaaa didatengin pesulap ke meja kita, khusus meja kita :P Nyulap deh diaa.. Yang satu bola bisa jadi dua lah, ambil kartu terus dia nebak kartu apa yang kita ambil terus bakar besi eh besinya ngebentuk tulisan sesuai kartu yang kita ambil, mindahin ttd dari kartu ke kartu juga.. Breath taking bangeeeeeettttt.. hihihih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai pada akhirnya we have our quality time!!! Had a good conversation! Took some pics! Then going homeeeeee... Udah sampe parkiran, ada 2 biji yang ketinggalan di belakang. Nungguin sambil foto2 dan sampe akhirnya thea kebelet pipis.. Mau balik lagi ke dalem ehhhhh dua orang yang ketinggalan itu dateng deh dari dalem bawa cup cakes 4 biji sambil nyanyiin happy birthday. Uhhhhhnyuhhhhhhhhhh :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FBidrKVCoyo/Tjiuio2BCHI/AAAAAAAABxc/K4jkYRfUMvA/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FBidrKVCoyo/Tjiuio2BCHI/AAAAAAAABxc/K4jkYRfUMvA/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636446843756939378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ituhhhhh yang di ujung2 itu adalah 2 orang yang ketinggalan di belakang!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e)  {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2PohRYu0Tfo/TjinHBfEVRI/AAAAAAAABw8/klaQiNPFeP8/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2PohRYu0Tfo/TjinHBfEVRI/AAAAAAAABw8/klaQiNPFeP8/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636438672753841426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday Girls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi ceritanyaaaaaa, gw sama thea itu ulang tahun beberapa hari sebelum kita jalan2 ini.. Thea hari selasa, gw hari kamis. Hihihi.. Padahal ulangtahun gw biasa-biasa sajahhhh di hari kamisnyaaah.. Di mobil langsung deh cerita2 persiapannya merekaaa, di mana waiternya agak2 bodohhhh, kuenya ga dianter2 pas kita makan. Jadinya di parkiran dehhh surprisenyahhh.. ceneng ceneng ceneng.. And this day ends with a big smile on my face :) maacih ceman ceman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e)  {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iRhlugxc1aI/TjinGmOZqbI/AAAAAAAABws/mC_0qJ2b6xE/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iRhlugxc1aI/TjinGmOZqbI/AAAAAAAABws/mC_0qJ2b6xE/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636438665436178866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ria. Thea. Ucok. Yulia. Kenny. Gw!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-2645919639958447692?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/2645919639958447692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=2645919639958447692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/2645919639958447692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/2645919639958447692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-oc.html' title='New OC'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X0UNX9ocmSM/TjinHOC0VuI/AAAAAAAABxE/8UJIsZDEVNM/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-740666841535366102</id><published>2011-07-29T22:55:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T10:05:51.769+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yak, pertama gw nulis di blog ini, gw masih ababil. Well, ga ababil juga sih. Karena sebutan itu belom ada di jaman gw SMA dulu. Intinya gw masih SMA lahh.. Sekarang predikat gw adalah mahasiswi semester 7. TUJUH menn.. Lo bayangin aja betapa udah tuanya gw. Gw aja sempet syiokk pas gw sadar gw udah tinggal skripsi terus kawin aja nih abis ini. Back to main point. Gw mahasiswi semester 7 ini sedang mengalami masa transisi menjadi orang kantoran secara mendadak. Yak! Gw lagi magang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berhubung gw anaknya optimis gilahhhh, tempat magang impian gw waktu itu kedubes Kanada. Itu juga setelah diiming-imingi janji palsu sama partner-in-hina gw.. Udah banyak omong aja kita ke mana2 waktu ituhh.. Udah ngerencanain bakalan ke TIM atau CCF tiap hari buat nonton film2 non-box office. Mulia banget kan tuh rencana kitahh.. Tapi ya gitu.. Apa pun yang sudah terencana dengan setinggi langit pasti hancur berkeping2 kena atmosfer di tengah perjalanannya menuju bumi -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnyahh gw googling. Gw harus mendapatkan tempat magang yang bermutu. Well, turun sudah standar gw. Kementerian Luar Negeri! Yak, itu tujuan kedua gw. Gw seperti mendapat pencerahan waktu googling ketemu ceritanya anak hukum UI yang dengan mudahnya dia diterima magang di sana. Oh well, menyedihkan sekali gw, tidak percaya bahwa takdir setiap orang itu beda2. So bulan Mei kemaren, gw bela2in balik ke Jakarta Cuma buat daftar KKN di menlu. Luar biasaaaahhh.. Tapi endingnya, gw ga langsung diterima tuh kayak si anak Hukum UI itu -_- lagi ada KTT ASEAN waktu itu. Pemimpin di tempat gw apply lagi sibuk dan gw disuruh nunggu kepastiannya ntar disuratin. Harapan gw semi-hancur. Dan completely hancur waktu bokap dateng ke menlu langsung di bulan berikutnya. Yahh, tau sendiri lah jawabannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, gw turunkan standar gw lagi. Bokap udah bingung2 aja dan akhirnya gw didaftarin magang dikantornye.. Gw mah iya2 aja. Tapi masih googling kesempatan magang2 di stasiun TV.hehe.. Googling sih googling. Dapet info sih dapet. Pencerahan juga. Tapi tindakannya NOL! Hahaha gw disibukkan dengan regenerasi PMK dan mendadak males nyari tempat bermutu lagi buat magang gw. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yak dan akhirnya di situ lah gw magang. Badan Kepegawaian Negara. Di bagian Pusat Pengkajian dan Penelitian Kepegawaian. Jangan mentang2 gw magang di kantor pemerintah di kata kagak ada kerjaan.. Enak ajaa.. Kerjaan gw tiap hari makan! Baik deh itu atasan gw. Mentang-mentang kita satu almamater, Brawijaya mennn yo pisss yoo, gw dibawain jajan mulu tiap pagi buat nyemil nunggu jam makan siang dateng. Misro, combro, bacang, kue cubit, setoples wafer gerry chocolatos.. Indah kan magang gw. Terus pas makan siang, tinggal pasang muka melas, terus ada deh ntar yang nanya, "mau makan apa tal?" hahahah luar biasa.. Gw rasa berat badan gw naik boo selama di sini.. Begah banget tiap hari. Mana boker juga jarang. Huhuh.. Yak! Itu adalah sisi positifnya orang2 di puskalitpeg. Baik2, suka berbagi, luar biasaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kerjaan inti gw bukan makan. Itu kerjaan sambilan lah.. Kerjaan gw adalah TRANSLATE. Translate sampe gw ngerti bannget arti dari kata2 yang ga pernah gw denger apalagi pake. Gw ini termasuk susah dalam menghafal vocab. Paling tahan selama gw berkutat dengan vocab itu, terus ilang. Kecuali, vocab2 yang diajarin dosen Poetry gw, Grandma. Dulu ada kata yang jarang dipake dan biar kita semua inget arti kata itu, si Grandma meragain. Apal deh sampe sekarang. Kata itu adalah Thrust. Gatau kan lo pada itu artinya apa.. Gw juga dulu. Tapi setelah si Grandma ambil kertas dan pulpen lalu menusuk kertas itu dengan pulpen secara tiba2 dan cepat dan bikin kaget juga, akhirnya gw tau deh sampe sekarang arti kata thrust itu apa.. Ya ya ya.. Another high quality lecture di FIB UB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi intinya, kerjaan gw tiap hari adalah ngetranslate jurnal2 yang dikasih atasan gw. Jurnalnya itu masyaolohhhhhh kata2nya bener2, gw milih lebih baik gw balik ke malang ketemu suami, magang di rumah dia aja, daripada gw harus ngartiin isi jurnal yang kayak...gatau kayak apa, yang jelas susyahhhhh.. Tapi sekarang udah biasa soalnya atasan gw ngasih gw jurnal2 dengan topik yang sama, yaitu Sistem Merit. Pertamanya, gw kira ini sistem Kawin. Biar gaul, kawin yang harusnya ditulis married jadi merit. Tapi jauh lah dari kawin. Ini tuh kayak sistem pengangkatan pegawai based on their performance. Kan di Indonesia masih banyak banget tuh naik jabatan didasarkan asas kekeluargaan. Jadi kayaknya si atasan gw ini mau meneliti tentang itu.. Secara ya divisi ini kerjanya kan emang penelitian aja. Jadi hidup gw selama di sini adalah hidup berdasarkan teori. Hahaha.. Ya gw juga heran kenapa mereka hebat sekali sampe bisa bikin penelitian 2x setahun. Anak kuliahan aja ada yang stuck di skripsi sampe ga selese tujuh tahun. Orang-orang di sini bikin skripsinya 2x setahun. Ya emang kerjaannya kali yah.. Jadi jurnal yang gw udah terjemahin itu 3 biji. Tinggal 1 biji lagi dan gw berencana bikin skripsi aja lah abs itu.hoho.. (melupakan 21 sks yang harus diambil di semester 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya gw mendapatkan tempat magang yang luar biasa enaknya. Di samping keenakan makanan2 itu tadi, keenakan tambahan yang gw dapet adalah pas gw masuk, ada 4 anak magang lainnya yang lagi magang juga di divisi itu. 3 anak dari UNJ, 1 anak dari UI. Dan gw membayangkan apa jadinya kalo gw magang seorang diri. Walaupun pada akhirnya gw ngerasain juga sih. Anak2 magang iru pada selese setelah 2 minggu pertama gw mulai magang. Sekarang udah akhir minggu ketiga. Masih ada minggu keempat dan kelima yang harus gw lewati seorang diri, mentranslate  sampe jadi dewi translate-an. Ahhhh ruar biasah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, gw kan udah di Jakarta 3 minggu tuh. Setiap harinya gw menempuh perjalanan 66 kilo Ciledug-Cililitan pulang pergi. Coba itung, udah berapa kilo yang gw tempuh selama 3 minggu ini?? Haha gila dong ngitungnya.. Apalagi ngitung kiloan yang ditempuh bokap gw yang udah kerja di sana 26 tahun yaaah.. Bego sendiri deh ngitungnya. Lo tau ga, dulu gw sangat maklum dengan kemacetan jakarta. Tapi sekarang ko rasanya amburadul semua yaa.. Dulu sih pas SMA, terus gw liburan ke Malang, uti gw nanyain berapa lama perjalanan gw dari rumah ke sekolah. Waktu itu gw jawabnya 2 jam paling cepet. Ahaha.. Tapi dengan santai dan menganggap it wasn't a big deal. Sekarang yaaaaa, masya olohhh, baru kerasa capekkkk banget gw di jalan. Berasa tua di jalan. Nyampe rumah udah punya anak cucu. Huhuhu.. Apa karena gw semakin tua jadi gw semakin renta dan daya tahan tubuh gw semakin berkurang? Tapi ga juga lah. Gw masih kuat nenteng2 laptop 2.5 kilo tiap hari. Gw rasa ini karena gw kelamaan di malang, pulang ke jakarta cuma bentar dan ga ngerasain macetnya jam masuk dan pulang kantor. Jakarta macet. Titik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua orang juga tau yaaa kalo jakarta macet. Tapi gatau kenapa sekarang gw ahmahzing ngeliat kemacetan jakarta. Semua orang kayaknya pada ga takut mati ye.. Apalagi yang bawa motor. Sruduk sana sini, ga mau disalahin, ga peduli sama sekitarnya.. Huhuh.. Terus merambat juga ke yang bawa mobil. Pada ga takut mobilnya lecet atau rusak dikarenakan nyetir yang kadang2 sama parahnya sama motor. Gamau kalah kali ye sama motor. Kalo angkot sama taksi mah dari dulu emang ngaco.. Yang paling kasian yah yang naik sepeda. Niatnya mau go green tiap hari tapi malah jadi sasarannya orang-orang yang mungkin go greennya Cuma hari minggu aja. Itu juga gara-gara ada car free day. Gw pengen deh ntar kalo kerja naik sepeda tiap hari. Tapi kalo inget sama keringet yang bakal gw hasilkan dan rambut gw yang jadi ga banget setelah kena keringat yang mengucur deras, maka gw urungkan niat baik gw itu. Gw naik trans jakarta aja ntar dah pas kerja. At least ga nambahin volume kendaraan bermotor di jakarta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya apa? Jakarta riweh. Gw heran sama orang2 yang hidup di Jakarta. Ko betah sihhh di sini dengan kemacetan yang tiap hari dan seterusnya pasti akan seperti itu terus dan mungkin makin sempurna. Ga pernah kah berpikir buat bikin hidup baru di luar jakarta. Rasakan bedanya. Ga cuma pas lagi lebaran aja. Hahaha gila omongan gw ciri mahasiswa rantauan bangetttsss. Dan mungkin ini salah satu alasan gw buat forget jakarta someday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumat minggu lalu gw merasakan kegunannya twitter. Gw berhasil menghindar dari spot2 kemacetan yang luar biasa di sore ituhhh.. Jalan yang biasa gw lewatin lagi ada demo booook. Akhirnya gw lewat warung buncit yang macetnya juga naujubilah. Sampe rumah juga setelah menempuh 2,5 jam perjalanan.. Gw heran kenapa tiap hujan, jakarta jadi macet luar biasa. Tiap ada demo, polisi tidak bergeming dan membiarkan kemacetan bertambah parah. Dan kenapa perusahaan motor ga sadar kalo motor2 yang dia jual itu udah overtarget????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah rumput2 yang bergoyang menjawab itu semua. Yang jelas, internet membantu proses LDR gw. Seteah sekian lama gw menjadi salah satu bagian dari skype tanpa mengetahui kegunaan pastinya, akhirnya baru2 ini gw sembah sujud di hadapan Tuhan (di hadapan Tuhan dong, bukan di hadapan Skype) karna sudah menciptakan skype. Lo tau rasanya ga ketemu 2 minggu ga ketemu suami lo terus tiba2 lo menemukan kedahsyatan teknologi saat ini yang dapat meliput (cailah meliput) muka suami lo kayak gimana pas nelpon lo? Cobalah LDR, lalu temukan skype. Lo akan berterimakasih sangat, walaupun hasil video yang ditangkap hanyalah sebuah muka rata namun bisa menggambarkan suami lo dikarenakan oleh provider yang ogah2an kasih sinyal dan modem yang ogah2an juga nangkap sinyal, lo akan tetap berterimakasih!!!! Dan lo juga akan tetap berterimakasih walaupun video yang dihasilkan tidak sebagus video Nazaruddin di persembunyiannya yang menanampakkan diri lewat skype ini. Duileh, LDR sama rakyat Indonesia diah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh kemaren gw baca artikelnya Anis Baswedan di kompas (bacanya sih di kompasiana.com). Ini nih artikel panjang dan lumayan berbobot yang gw baca. Gw bangga lohh bisa baca itu. Walaupun itu pasti juga ga beri pengaruh apa2 ke kondisi sekarang. Tapi gw bangga aja bacanya. Berasa orang pinter kan gw. Naik level lahhhh, biasanya kan kalo di kompas gw bacanya artikel surat pembaca yang isinya complain2 semua ituhhh.. Apa karna gw tukang complain kali yah.. Jadi gw lebih tertarik baca itu. Mungkin buat sekalian belajar bagaimana cara complain yang baik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to LDR. Di twitter tadi sore pun gw menemukan twet2nya Raditya Dika yang udah terkenal sampe ujung semesta itu yang mengatakan apa jadinya pasangan LDR tanpa skype. Hahayy skype lagiyyy. Tapi iya juga sih. Apa jadinya Cuma denger suara doang tanpa kita tau orang yang di sana sekarang bentuknya kayak apa sekarang :P tapi sudah jelas, LDR itu menyiksa,kawan. Mau sehari, 2 hari, 3 hari, apalagi yang 2 bulan kayak gw, atau 4 tahun kayak adek di PMK gw. Yaaaa keputusan tiap orang sih, asal preventif dari hal2 yang ga diinginkan, semoga itu tetap berjalan baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh acak2an sekali sistem berpikir gw. Dari A ke B terus ke C terus ke D, ke A lagi, terus mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw saat2 seperti ini gw sangat mendambakan hari sabtu yang kosong yang bisa gw pake tidur kebo 12 jam lohhh.. Gila, dari gw di sini, sabtu gw dipake buat ke daerah jakarta barat sama pusat terussss.. Mending deket, mending menyenangkan, mending tidak menemui macet, semua yang gw dapet, tidak mending2nya aja..  Tapi gw suka di sini. Semua murah. Biarpun Cuma beda seribu duaribu, tetep aja murah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo liat, jakarta akan membuat gw lebih cerah dalam 2 bulan. Ironis kan? Padahal malang lebih adem, tidak ada polusi, tidak ada panas menyengat.. Tidak menyengat tapi membakar! Thx banget men gw udah dibakar 3 tahun dan membuat gw lebih menyedihkan daripada pertama kali dulu gw ke malang. Hahah ga penting. Hidup Belle Crown!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-740666841535366102?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/740666841535366102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=740666841535366102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/740666841535366102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/740666841535366102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/07/itu.html' title='ITU!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-1229419007205760714</id><published>2011-07-18T20:19:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:52:08.042+07:00</updated><title type='text'>BALEKAMBANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Satu-satunya pantai yang gw pernah datengin di malang itu pantai Goa Cina. Itu juga bejuta-juta tahun yang lalu -_- Ada alasan kenapa gw jarang2 ke pantai. Satu, dari malang ke pantai jaraknya jauhhhhh boookk.. 2 jam perjalanan.. sebenernya sama aja sih kayak jarak Mangga Dua - Ciledug.. Tapi yaaah, secara di malang ke mana-mana itu deket, mau menempuh perjalanan sampe segitu lamanya ko kayaknya neraka banget gituhhhh.. But it's fun. Long journey is always fun! Alasan kedua, ga ada yang ngajak booookk.. Males donggg masa ngebolang sendiri. Bisa-bisa ga balik Malang lagi kan.. Ntar malah di ajak ke rumahnya Nyi Roro Kidul T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi akhirnya, sepertinya nampaknya seharusnya si pacar tau keinginan terpendam gw ini.. Diajakin double date dehhh sama adeknya jugaa.. hahah azeeeek double date. Rencana liburan ke pantai ini udah disusun sebulan sebelum hari H. Tapi adeknya pacar ga mau ngasih tau pacarnya dulu kalo belom deket-deket hari H. Berdasarkan pengalaman bulan kemaren, kita udah rencana mau double date ke surabaya tapi batal gara2 gw jadi proscatinator tugas dan di saat hari H, gw malah sibuk ngerjain tugas. Karna ga mau jadi keledai, yang jatuh pada lubang yang sama, gw menyusun schedule pengerjaan uas take home yang dikumpulin di hari setelah Plan Day! And I did it successfully dongssssss :D walopun dengan penuh perjuangan gw menyelesaikan Theory of Literature gila ituuuuu.. Yang penting ke pantai tanpa beban UAS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah kita ke pantai di tengah temaramnya dunia per-UAS-an di mana ada 1 hari gw dapet jatah untuk mengistirahtkan otak gw sejenak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Wednesday! A sunny Wednesday morning.. And our destination is jeng jeng jeng jeng Sempu Island!!!!! hahaha mimpiiiiiiiii.. Tujuan kita pagi itu ke Balekambang! Kita berangkat jam 9 lebih2 dikit dari Malang dan mengandalkan saudara vian buat memimpin perjalanan. Tapi berakhir di tengah kota Kepanjen. Akhirnya kita bersandar pada papan ijo penunjuk jalan yang membuat orang2 yang melihatnya jadi sakti itu.. Iya, sakti! Di prapatan mungkin ada tulisan Balekambang dengan tanda panah ke kanan, karna itu satu2nya penuntun hidup, kita ikutin lah belok kanan. Jalan dengan tenang.... dan tiba2 ada persimpangan. Di mana papan ijo itu memaksa kita untuk menjadi sakti. Mengira2 yang mana jalan yang benar. Kalo pilihannya bener ya sakti. Kalo salah yaa DL! Kira-kira seperti itulah gambaran perjalanan selama 2 jam ke Balekambang :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan akhirnya kita sampai ke pantai ituuuuuh setelah melewati tanjakan, turunan, tikungan yang luar biasa, bau jamur di sepanjang jalan yang pasti lo bakal berpikir lebih-baik-saya -tidak-bisa-mencium-bau, jalanan batu-batu dan hutaaaaaaaan! Keluar dari hutan itu tiba2 hamparan air menyapamuuu.. preketek. Tapi rasanya puas gituu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiket masuk satu motor yang isinya duat itu 12ribu. Plus biaya parkir yang standarnya tempat wisata lah.. Sampai sana, bingung tempat duduk. Dan syumpahhhhhhh rame aja lohhhhhh.. Rame bocah2. Lupa deh kalo sebenernya di hari itu anak2 sekolah masih pada libur.. Bete deh. Nangis deh. Pulang deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bo'ong.. akhirnya setelah meyakinkan hati kalo tas yang ditaro di bawah pohon itu ga akan ilang,kita berempat pun kecipak kecipuk. hahah sok imut lah kecipak kecipuk.. Kita jebyar jebyuuur dongggg di hamparan air asin icuuuuhhh... Enjoying every single of GOD's works!&lt;br /&gt;&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/-w1FbThQe_5w/TiRCQOHFOwI/AAAAAAAABv0/UOZ0a8E8FGg/s1600/shot_1309933390340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w1FbThQe_5w/TiRCQOHFOwI/AAAAAAAABv0/UOZ0a8E8FGg/s400/shot_1309933390340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630698280553102082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazing GOD's work: Sea, sky, sand, and flag ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tZ7hTHI3t3Y/TiRCQuXy2aI/AAAAAAAABwE/HS0xzYnsHJA/s1600/shot_1309933386422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tZ7hTHI3t3Y/TiRCQuXy2aI/AAAAAAAABwE/HS0xzYnsHJA/s400/shot_1309933386422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630698289213135266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazing GOD's work: Waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wFMLbuw1GA/TiRCQ0BB5xI/AAAAAAAABwU/lDnsDEoVAiA/s1600/shot_1309932198415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wFMLbuw1GA/TiRCQ0BB5xI/AAAAAAAABwU/lDnsDEoVAiA/s400/shot_1309932198415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630698290728265490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazing GOD's work: him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Vvr-6DGzLE/TiRDmMdFjLI/AAAAAAAABwc/az5U6tn4L2E/s1600/shot_1309932673938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Vvr-6DGzLE/TiRDmMdFjLI/AAAAAAAABwc/az5U6tn4L2E/s400/shot_1309932673938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630699757577276594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazing GOD's work: US :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Luar biasa kan??? Luar biasa juga dinginnyaaaaaa.. Sampe gw harus memaksa pacar buat menghangatkan diri di tengah terik sinar matahari yang menggagalkan program pemutihan telapak tangannya.. hahahhaa.. Karna sudah bosan, kitaaa jalan ke ujung pantai dan menemukan sisi lain pantai ini. Ada air payauuuuu.. Di mana kita bisa berenang!! Tapi berhubung banyak banget orang2 yg gamua rugi buat bayar kamar mandi pada mandi di air payau itu berhasil membuat gw agak2 gelayyyyy buat berenang2 di air bekas keramasnya orang, sabunnya orang dan pipisnya orang mungkin. huhuhuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pindah lagi deh kita ke bagian pantai yang lain yang lebih sepi dan lebih BANYAK BANGET karangnya -______- Surga lah buat yang punya target ke pantai: cari kerang buat hias akuarium &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*lirik pacar ini mah&lt;/span&gt;*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ybwobY8cBq0/TiRCQmDdgcI/AAAAAAAABwM/HXwWaj2Q74A/s1600/shot_1309941977944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ybwobY8cBq0/TiRCQmDdgcI/AAAAAAAABwM/HXwWaj2Q74A/s400/shot_1309941977944.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630698286980366786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ombak badai akan diempuh untuk seekor ikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah dirasa cukup dengan kerang2 yang sudah dicari,, walopun ga dapet ikan2 yang terjebak di karang buat di bawa pulang, kita PUAS! Puas menggosongkan kulitnyaaa.. Kita pulang jam 5 lewat dan sampai Malang jam 7. Perjalanan ke Malang lebih smooth dengan banyaknya truk over-filled isi TEBU! Banyak banget gilaaa.. Cukup kali buat bikin gula sejumlah pasir di pantai. haha lebe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, thank you for boyfieeeeee for brought me there.. Next trip, SEMPU ISLAND, for sure!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYYYYYY ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-1229419007205760714?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1229419007205760714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=1229419007205760714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1229419007205760714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1229419007205760714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/07/balekambang.html' title='BALEKAMBANG'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w1FbThQe_5w/TiRCQOHFOwI/AAAAAAAABv0/UOZ0a8E8FGg/s72-c/shot_1309933390340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-3078094420847741142</id><published>2011-06-30T23:53:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T00:19:32.513+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cranbrook-school.co.uk/store/images/1265296497-64952500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.cranbrook-school.co.uk/store/images/1265296497-64952500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.00 A.M. Has been working for&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; five&lt;/span&gt; hours to finish my Literary and Oral Tradition take home exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know f0r sure why does final exam in this 6th term drive me soooooooo crazeeeeehhh???&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I force myself to read A LOT, to think A LOT, and the effort I made has a larger number than my previous final exam -____________-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I trying to raise my GPA up after my last GPA was messed me up??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; gotta put a lot more effort&lt;/span&gt; if I wanna see great results coming through. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just another week of exam to go, and i'll be spending my internship time back &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;home&lt;/span&gt;! yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(54, 37, 11); font-family: Georgia, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a fighting-over-exam for y'all whose exams have started!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-3078094420847741142?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/3078094420847741142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=3078094420847741142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/3078094420847741142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/3078094420847741142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/06/exams.html' title='Exams!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-6133979628230983275</id><published>2011-06-28T23:51:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T00:16:26.778+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget Jakarta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ini leptopnya si pacar beserta modem2nya ada di dalam kamar mengundang banget buat write something.. Mau ngerjain UAS take home Literary and Oral Tradition, tapi kayaknya ko hina banget malem rabu gw yang di mana besok adalah tanggal merahnya Isra Mir'aj dinodai dengan mengerjakan UAS -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It started when I made a playlist in my cellie. The playlist is named LOVE! because of PMS hit me when I chose songs. Terpilihlah banyak lagu yang kalo ditotal adalah 9 jam. Mulai dimainkan, lagu pertama itu Foget Jakarta nya Adhitia Sofyan. kayaknya dulu gw denger lagu ini ga seenak ini. apa mungkin lagunya ada di playlist LOVE! jadi rasanya gimana gicuuuu.. Cari liriknya, eh sialan.. Pas kasih tau ke pacar, seneng banget die dapet lagu itu.. Katanya pengen ngebuat gw lupain jakarta.. hahahah dasar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Palatino, Georgia, Baskerville, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m waiting in line to get to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Hope floats up high along the way&lt;br /&gt;I forget Jakarta&lt;br /&gt;All the friendly faces in disguise&lt;br /&gt;This time, I’m closing down this fairytale&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I put all my heart to get to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s time to move away&lt;br /&gt;I forget Jakarta&lt;br /&gt;And all the empty promises will fall&lt;br /&gt;This time, I’m gone to where this journey ends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But if you stay, I will stay&lt;br /&gt;Even though the town’s not what it used to be&lt;br /&gt;And pieces of your life you try to recognize&lt;br /&gt;All went down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I travel the world to get to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Strangers i met along the way&lt;br /&gt;You forget Jakarta&lt;br /&gt;Leaving all the lunacy behind&lt;br /&gt;This time give me back my sanity&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah I’m still on my way to get to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Try to let go the things I knew&lt;br /&gt;We’ll forget Jakarta&lt;br /&gt;Promise that we’ll never look behind&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we’re gone to where this journey ends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And all the pictures that you try to loose&lt;br /&gt;Will follow you behind like ghosts do&lt;br /&gt;And all the lies you try to keep&lt;br /&gt;Have fall behind to catch you even more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Berhubung gw anak Literature, I'll try to interpret this song. This song simply tells us about a person who is willing to forget Jakarta in order to be near to someone he/she loves. Dia rela ninggalin Jakarta di mana semua kehidupan dia ada di situ buat orang yang dia cintai. Gitu ga ya? Kayaknya sih iya...&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan terus kenapa pacar saya seneng sama lagu ini, dia pengen saya ngelupain Jakarta. It is insecure town to build a nuclear family when we are married. hoho.. This topic is very sensitive for us. Jakarta or Malang or other city or even other country?? We don't know yet what will go on ahead.. Tapi untuk sekarang, ninggalin Jakarta sekali lagi itu berat buat gw. Cukup sekali gw ga di jakarta pas gw kuliah ini aja. Dari SMA gw punya impian buat settle di kota itu, kerja di sebuah kantor di kawasan Sudirman atau Thamrin, and it's enough for me.. Cetek banget ya impian gw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everybody changes lah yaaaa.. I'll have internship there for about one month plus plus and it will start on July 12th.. And we'll see.. Akankah keinginan gw berubah? We'll see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-6133979628230983275?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6133979628230983275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=6133979628230983275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6133979628230983275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6133979628230983275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/06/forget-jakarta.html' title='Forget Jakarta!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-5848651833767169977</id><published>2011-06-28T22:04:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T23:04:08.403+07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOTALLY RANDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hoho it's been over 2 months i left this blog without a single post +_+ ahhh kinda regret to not leave any post on May.. Well, I actually miss how productive I was when still in high school. I even ever posted 3 posts in a day. hoho.. Entah nganggur apa karena suka nulis. Well, I love writing, but English Department force me to write in every single of assignments, exams, quizzes, and they were breathtaking at first tapi lama kelamaan enek juga disuruh nulis terus.. and the hardest part is reading. I used to love reading.. read everything, everywhere and everytime. As you guess, university changes everything. I hate reading, especially read handouts full with ENGLISH texts in every single inch of the book. It becomes pain in my ass lately T.T this last 4 days actually.. I study harder for the first two days for exam. American Studies, Comparative Literature, and Semantics made me read about hundred pages of ENGLISH texts. Oemjihhhhh.. Back off. No campus drama tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These past 2 months have been an immensely busy months for me.. Bulan April, Mei jadi bulan sibuk di PMK. Nyiapin regenerasi, dari scanning calon ketua baru, calon pengurus baru, teknisnya camp regenerasi, pembekalannya, ribet2nya jadi nyipain acara regenerasi *haha gw kesampean jadi anak acara di kepanitiaan camp reg*, dan lain lain lain lain yang berujung I am no longer become head of PMK Efod FIB. Tongkat estafet kepemimpinan sudah ada di tangannya Natan :) what was on camp reg? I am not in the mood in talking it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in the mood of LOVE. haha cheesy.. Today, June 28th 2011, is our 7th monthlyversary :) hahahahahha akhirnya nyampe di angka 7, my favorite number. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;........................................................................................................ I lost words to write +_+ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is no happier thing than loving and being loved AND forgiving and being forgiven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nighty night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-5848651833767169977?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/5848651833767169977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=5848651833767169977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5848651833767169977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5848651833767169977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/06/totally-random.html' title='TOTALLY RANDOM'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-2480070685461075139</id><published>2011-04-23T19:40:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T21:08:09.960+07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMERICA!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is one of my favourite quote which is written in my dream book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="text"&gt;"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="text"&gt;James Dean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me introduce my dream book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw punya satu buku tulis yang tadinya ga kepake, tapi gw alihkan jadi buku yang isinya list mimpi2 gw. Well, gw terinspirasi sama motivator yang dulu ngisi di student day FIB jaman kambing. haha angkatan gw lah pokoknya. He told us about a man who always write his dreams and cross the ones which he already pursued. Mimpinya ga muluk2 seperti pengen terbang atau masuk surga. Simple. Mendaki gunung Everest, pergi ke pulau Jawa (well dia orang bersuku bangsa Arya). Simple tapiyyy menantang, bukan begitu bukan.. So it inspired me much. Gw mulai mengisi buku yang ga kepake itu dengan mimpi2 gw dan memulainya dengan menuliskan quote tentang dream kayak yang di atas itu. Mimpi gw ga muluk2 dong tentunya. Bisa main gitar, punya SIM A, IP diatas 3.5, nonton livenya The SIGIT dan sebangsanya lah.. Ga muluk2 kaaaaaaaaaaan.. Dan rasanya emang seneng bangeeeet kalo ada mimpi yang udah bisa gw coreeeet karena udah tercapai :D And my book has inspired 2 persons, anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada satu mimpi yang pengen banget gw wujudin tapi kayaknya ga gw tulis di buku mimpi gw, entah kenapa. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOING TO AMERICA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXbJbj7O_L0/TbLJccZJqlI/AAAAAAAABvo/66EBTdFCbO0/s1600/American-Flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXbJbj7O_L0/TbLJccZJqlI/AAAAAAAABvo/66EBTdFCbO0/s400/American-Flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598758777270151762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ga peduli pergi ke America sebelah mana, tapi pengennya L.A. sih. Why L.A.? Karena itu tempat asal banyak musisi, especially Linkin Park. Haha cheesy bangetttt meeeen :p  And why America? haha itu mah pertanyaan retoris. America. Siapa yang gamau ke sana. Ada sih emang yang ga tertarik ke sana, bahkan buat pergi ke luar negeri pun ga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*lirik pacar*&lt;/span&gt; tapi ya sudahlah, it's my old dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan banyak cara yang udah gw lewatin buat ke negeri ini. Bermula dari SMA. Senior gw 2 orang pergi ke sana buat sekolah setaun lewat program AFS. Program pertukaran pelajar buat belajar di High School di Amrik selama setaun. Seulang mereka dari sana, anak kelas 1 dikumpulin dan diceritain deh tuh pengalaman mereka di Amrik sambil promosi AFS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang satu tinggal di--lupa gw dimana, yang jelas kota itu sepiyyyy. Jarak dari rumah ke rumah bisa berkilo2 meter. Dia dapet host fam yang punya anak agak autis gitu suka nukulin dia, tapi akhirnya dia ganti host fam. Terus waktu farewell, dia truth or dare-an di sebuah club, and she had to kiss the bartender. Bukan! bukan karena gw mau nyium bartender, terus gw jadi pengen ke Amrik XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior yang satu lagi cerita kalo di sana dia sempet sakit. Temen2 dia di sana tau kalo dia suka The Used, maka dibawalah The Used itu ke rumah host famnya. Glek! Dan waktu dia balik ke Indonesia, dia terkesima, ternyata di Indonesia, The Used punya nama yang besar juga. Padahal di Amrik, it's just another indie band. Dan BUKAN! bukan karna mau ketemu The Used, gw jadi pengen ke Amrik.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu gw cobalah itu program AFS. Bolak balik Ciledug-Menteng buat ambil formulir, balikin lagi dan segala macam yang harus gw lakukan yang gw udah lupa! Udah 5 taun yang lalu meeeen.. Tes tahap pertama AFS itu seinget gw pengetahuan umum dan basic English. I passed it. Lanjut wawancara. Interview sama native dan alumni2 AFS. Asik sih, masih pada muda2. Pertanyaan demi pertanyaan gw lewati. Yang paling bener2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ga jelas&lt;/span&gt; jawabannya itu waktu gw ditanya tentang siapa role model gw. And you have to know my answer!! I answered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Upstairs&lt;/span&gt; aja gituuuuuu.. gilaaaa cacat bangetttttt XP but I passed the interview section :D Tahap terakhir itu lebih ke team work. Kita dikasih unpredictable team, unpredictable things, and we have to work on it, made a useful thing from those things as a team. Haha cacat! Gw lupa kita bikin apa, tapi di tes ini yang jelas, gw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GATOT&lt;/span&gt;. GW sekelompok sama anak entah dari sekolah mana yang lebaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay gila, padahal cowo. Gw malu sendiri sama jawaban2 yang cowok ini kasih, Gw nunduk dan geregetan sepanjang juri2 menyidang hasil karya kita. Hadeeeeehh.. And as I guessed, I received the announcement letter, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I failed in this last section&lt;/span&gt;. They even offered me to be volunteer in AFS. Ngurusin anak2 SMA yang mau daftar AFS?!?! Ogah layaauuuuu... Huhu sedih banget rasanya cuma gara2 cowok lebay itu, I ruined the effort I made :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesempatan terakhir yang gw dapet buat ke Amrik itu Beasiswanya IELSP. I heard this news from a friend. Bulan Januari kemaren. Awalnya ragu ikut ginian, yang ikut se-Indonesia dan dari berbagai macam universitas dan fakultas2 dan jurusan2 yang keren2, jauhlah sama Sastra Inggrisnya UB. Tapi berhubung temen2 gw pada antusias semua ngurusin tetek bengek IELSP ini, ikutan lah gw. Dari ngisi formulir, bikin essay seabrek2--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for this thing, I thank my boyfie :*&lt;/span&gt;--, minta surat rekomendasi ke tiga dosen, ngirim dokumennya pun mepet2 deadline. Bener2 ngebuuuuttt.. Dan pasrah lah sama hasilnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di hari ketiga di Singapur kemaren, di pagi hari ketika gw bangun, gw melihat banyak sms di inbox gw. Gw buka satu2. Yang satu dari nyokapnya Ussi, ngabarin kalo dia lulus IELSP dan interview tanggal 6 Februari di UM. Anjrit, dia LULUS. Liat inbox lagi, ternyata ada sms juga dari adek gw yang ngasih tau kalo ada orang dari IIEF nelpon ke rumah dan gw lulus seleksi dokumen, tinggal seleksi wawancara. Gila ngebacanya bener2 deg2an banget.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE STEP AHEAD TO AMERICA!!!&lt;/span&gt; Gimana ga gilaaaaa senengnya gw berdua sama Ussi. Kita yang ga bisa ke Universal Studio waktu itu gara2 ga punya duit jadi seneng2 aja, sambil mimpi2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ntar aja ke Universal Studio yang di America"&lt;/span&gt; Azeeeeek.. Gw seneng banget sama Tuhan. Dia pengertian! Gw balik dari Singapur itu tanggal 4. Bener2 pas.. Apa jadinya coba kalo jadwal wawancara gw pas gw masih di Singapur +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrsZ3jS-QyI/TbLJcDcfFqI/AAAAAAAABvg/cbfb6nzTJNo/s1600/IELSP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrsZ3jS-QyI/TbLJcDcfFqI/AAAAAAAABvg/cbfb6nzTJNo/s400/IELSP.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598758770573252258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daftar Nama yang Lulus Seleksi Dokumen. LOOK #101!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Datanglah tanggal 6 itu. Ditemenin sama pacal, kita berangkat pagi2 ke UM dan brain storming sejenak tentang isi essay gw.. Dapet giliran kedua wawancara gara2 ngejar waktu ke gereja. Di wawancara with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNPREDICTABLE QUESTIONS&lt;/span&gt;. huhu.. Korupsi lah, merapi lah.. Gw CUKUP gelagapan dan menjawab seadanya. Sedih ih :( Super pasrahhhhhhhh.. Dan bener. Waktu pengumuman, ga ada nama gw. Lagi2 gw menghancurkan usaha2 gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This events somehow made me realized that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE TO KEEP ON TRYING&lt;/span&gt;. Tuhan emang ga ngasih gw ke Amrik dengan cara2 tadi. But&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; God&lt;/span&gt; works in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mysterious ways&lt;/span&gt;. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He is always good&lt;/span&gt;. No doubt about that. Bisa lulus dibeberapa seleksi, I admit it as half success. I will regard this  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt; as something that will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;motivate&lt;/span&gt; me to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fight even harder &lt;/span&gt;to pursue this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I think I know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why america?&lt;/span&gt; I wanna settle my self and even my community up, and I think, one of its ways is learning from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's hope there's more to come!&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-2480070685461075139?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/2480070685461075139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=2480070685461075139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/2480070685461075139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/2480070685461075139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/04/america.html' title='AMERICA!!!!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXbJbj7O_L0/TbLJccZJqlI/AAAAAAAABvo/66EBTdFCbO0/s72-c/American-Flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-5963965123899188731</id><published>2011-04-03T19:11:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:16:55.230+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>backpacking day SIX</title><content type='html'>LET ME END THIS STORY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busettttt kejadiannya udah dari dua bulan yang lalu, tapi cerita di blog ga kelar2. Well well well welcome to the SIXTH day!!! Lama juga yeeeee kita di Singapur.. UDah khatam jalan sekitar Bugis, udah apal mati jalur2nya MRT. Cieeeeh sombong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ke 6, entah kenapa semua sadar diri! GA ada bangun tepat jam 12 siang. Semua menyantap sarapan bersama2. Ga ada yang sam[e keabisan sarapan seperti hari-hari sebelumnya. Mungkin karna hari ke lima ga begitu memforsir tenaga, paling memforsir mata aja buat yang menghabiskan hari di depan komputer hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun pagi, mandi, sarapan dan saat2 terakhir ini lah kita malah baru berinteraksi sama orang2 yang nginep di ABC lainnya (maklum lah yaaaa hari2 yang lain kan seringnya ketinggalan sarapan terus). Took a sit di teras belakang, kumpul deh ada yang dari Jakarta, Surabaya, dan Jepang tentunyaaaaaaaa -- sahabat barunya ussi yang atheis ituuuuy. hahahay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di saat2 terakhir ini gw tidak akan menyia2kan kekuatan super dari internet hostel. Jadilah gw, ngupload video fireworks yang di River Hong Bao yang sizenya kira2 500 juta mega lah. wakakak.. well, it needs almost one hour to upload it, tapi akhirnya berhasil setelah ditinggal makan, mandi, checkout, ditungguin sama anak2 di depan hostel.. Yang penting terupload di facebook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrgkSXf_vvY/TZhmydWqHzI/AAAAAAAABuw/wmsXIc3pruE/s1600/_MG_5398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrgkSXf_vvY/TZhmydWqHzI/AAAAAAAABuw/wmsXIc3pruE/s400/_MG_5398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591331954439626546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya masih di depan komputer nunggu upload-an selese T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas check out dapet $10 dari hostel yang buat deposit ituuu.. Terus cao deh kita ke Bugis MRT dan menghabiskan lembaran terakhir dollar singapur ini di Jalan Bugis untuk serenteng gantungan kunci. YAY! lumayanlah bawa something buat anak2 pengurus :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FROM ACTION SAMPLER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7fsUs1kNfw4/TZhmyt-NvII/AAAAAAAABu4/BMnr5jWiwqA/s1600/F1000006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7fsUs1kNfw4/TZhmyt-NvII/AAAAAAAABu4/BMnr5jWiwqA/s400/F1000006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591331958900505730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the way to Bugis MRT station &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54NSLiOQhKs/TZhmzMCQ_eI/AAAAAAAABvI/HajgJKgxkBQ/s1600/F1000003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54NSLiOQhKs/TZhmzMCQ_eI/AAAAAAAABvI/HajgJKgxkBQ/s400/F1000003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591331966970559970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MVMhPYwN_x0/TZhmy0w7tzI/AAAAAAAABvA/0yygHbLFn3g/s1600/F1000002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MVMhPYwN_x0/TZhmy0w7tzI/AAAAAAAABvA/0yygHbLFn3g/s400/F1000002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591331960723846962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baru sadar kalo di deket hostel ada rumah yang cat temboknya keren beginiiii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut deh ke Changi and the journey seems sooooo far awaaaaaaaaay.. haha syndrom udah kangen tanah air. Muter2 nyari tempat buat GST atau apalah itu yang bisa mengembalikan tax belanja.. Gw sih ga ikutan lah yaaaa, belanjaan termahal gw cuma sendal Ruby itu doang.hahayy.. Terus check in dan menungguuuuuu.. menunggu dan kelapean. Yak kelaperan. Energi yang tersimpan hanya dari roti sarapan di hostel pagi itu.. Sedangkan duit tinggal beberapa logam dollar singapur saja.. Lalu datanglah anis dan edu membawa secercah harapan. Ada yang jual hotdog for $3 only. Ngacir lah kitaaaa karena emang udah boarding. Tapi keburu dongggg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnv-7Ll99H0/TZhndwzleYI/AAAAAAAABvQ/zwGvNRA-mms/s1600/04022011327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnv-7Ll99H0/TZhndwzleYI/AAAAAAAABvQ/zwGvNRA-mms/s400/04022011327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591332698395605378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Menemukan suatu hal yang amazing di tengah menunggu pesawat!! TEBAK apa ini!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masuk pesawat. Udah anteng. Pesawat jalan. Kirain mau langsung take off. Tapi ternyata ada kali setengah jam pesawat ini jalan2.. huhu padahal kurang gede apalagi coba changi kalo nyari tempat buat take off doang... Then we'll fly leave Singapore behind. Daaaaaaagh!!!! Sudah cukup hidup dengan dua kali makan selama di sana. Cukuppppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTec0g5kgjA/TZhnd09EO0I/AAAAAAAABvY/1gcbHuVIY80/s1600/04022011330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTec0g5kgjA/TZhnd09EO0I/AAAAAAAABvY/1gcbHuVIY80/s400/04022011330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591332699509111618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yang ditunngu dari maskapai ini: Muffin Almond yang luar biasa enaknyaaaaa :9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe di Surabaya ujan deressssss.. Nunggu sampe ujannya at least layak buat dilewatin, naik damri ke Bungurasih. Dan itu sejam aja lohhh.. Surabaya macetnya nyaing2in Jakarta ajeeeee. Di Bungurasih rencananya mau ganjel perut duluuuu tapi karna saking kangennya sama malang, rela deh kelaperan di tengah perjalanan Surabaya-Malang yang luaaaaaaaaaaaar biasa macetnya -_________-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya sampe Malang udah turun mataharinya dan langsung saja melepas kangen sama pengirim email di tiap hari gw di singapur icuuuuuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, nice trip, super hemat trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2,7 juta buat 6 hari 5 malem (ini tiket pesawat belinya seminggu sebelum hari H lohhhh)&lt;br /&gt;LUAR BIASA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THX GOD, kapan2 kasih duit lebih lagiyyyy yaaaa, biar bisa ke sana bareng pacal &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-5963965123899188731?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/5963965123899188731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=5963965123899188731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5963965123899188731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5963965123899188731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/04/15-march-2011-backpacking-day-six.html' title='backpacking day SIX'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrgkSXf_vvY/TZhmydWqHzI/AAAAAAAABuw/wmsXIc3pruE/s72-c/_MG_5398.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-6927952108476236814</id><published>2011-03-15T16:58:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T17:47:20.814+07:00</updated><title type='text'>backpacking day FIVE</title><content type='html'>Lanjut manggggggg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;February 3rd 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day was CHINESE NEW YEAR. Singapur jadi kota hantu. Mall2 tutup! Jalanan sepi! yang banyak adalah penjual jeruk imlek. Kita bersepuluh pun memulai hari dari tengah hari. well, ga tengah hari banget sih karena masih harus berebut makanan sama orang2 yang bermukim di hostel. azek. Hari ini ga ujan!!! Finally yaaa.. Abis sarapan, seperti biasa juga nungguin yang lain pada bangun dengan berteman dengan internet! hore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a4cBmAuOX_4/TX9Cxlhc3FI/AAAAAAAABuY/b0rVhM-qqf0/s1600/03022011301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a4cBmAuOX_4/TX9Cxlhc3FI/AAAAAAAABuY/b0rVhM-qqf0/s400/03022011301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584255482616142930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anis still in pajamas in the MID day!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Udah siap semua, hari ini waktunya MENCAR. Karena gw menjadi bagian orang yang duit tinggal seiprit di akhir2 menjelang pulang, maka saya fleksibel, asal jalan2nya ga naik MRT berhubung deposit EZ Link gw udah limit banget. Samid Maya Bela Alan Nanda memilih untuk ke Esplanade theater. Menikmati lingkungan sekitar situ di siang hari. Gw sih makasih banyak ke situ, harus ke city hall naik MRT, harus isi EZ Link 10 bucks lagi, it's a big no no for me who has 20 bucks left in my wallet. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw ikut rombongan Edu Anis Wahyu Ussi ke Bugis. YAY! Tapi kepisah deh karna edu ilang. Akhirnya Gw sama wahyu ngiter Bugis. Ngeliatin rame2nya orang ibadah di kuil or something di Bugis. Gileeeee bau hio nya sampe merasuk ke jiwa saking banyaknya orang bawa2 hio segede sosis 1 meter. Karena laper, we deceided to eat di tempat Ussi dan Gw menemukan nasi lemak 1.50 dollars di hari ke tiga dulu. Went there and got nothing. Lagi imlekan sepertinya yang jual itu *padahal arab*. Ditawarin nasi ayam penyet lah kita. Karna spekulasi yang begitu sotoynya tentang harga ayam penyet di Singapur ini, maka gw mengiyakan. Jeng jeng jeng jeng.. Ternyata harganya 4.5 dollars. Which means 28 ribu rupiah lebih, saudara saudara... Luar biasa. Di Indonesia, ayam penyet emang segituan juga harganya. Tapi itu khusus buat ayam penet yang udah masuk di Grand Indonesia. Pret. Alamat kagak makan malem deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah bertemu kangen dengan ayam penyet dua puluh lapan ribu, kita balik ke hostel dan internetan lagi. Sedih yaaaaa.. Sambil ngitung2 kekayaan yang tersisa dan merencanakan untuk ke Orchard seorang diri di malem hari. Akhirnya setelah direncanak sedemikian rupa oleh otak, gw memutuskan buat caio dari hostel jam setengah 6. Balik ke kamar buat siap2 dan OH Ussi membawa pria tidak dikenal ke dalam kamar. Mereka sedang bergulat di tempat tidur bertutupkan selimut. HAHA! ga deng. Intinya gw kaget ada orang Jepang di dalam kamar. Another Ussi's friend!!!!! Luar biasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cao ke Orchard. Beli MRT single trip biar ga usah isi EZ Link dan sudah terbayang2 Cotton On. Setidaknya gw harus membelikan diri gw sepatu karena sudah mengidam luar biasa.. Sambil memikirkan sepatu, gw juga memikirkan harganya dan uang yang tersisa. Dan sampailah saya di Cotton On. Wah sepatunya jelek2. Sale sih, jadinya jelek semua. huhu.. Akhirnya memutuskan buat liat di Ruby Ion Orchard dan oh!!! LUAR BIASA unyu2.. Harganya juga membuat hati unyu. huhu.. Melihat dompet yang ga mungkin afford harga Ruby, akhirnya pergilah saya mencari BNI 46 di Lucky Plaza! I desperately need atm of Indonesian Bank. Nyampe Lucky Plaza, ngiterin dari lantai dasar sampai lantai paling atas, dari ujung ke ujung sampe parno karna saking sepinya akibat lunar new year ini.. Menyerah dan akhirnya nanya ke satpam. huhu ternyata banknya tutup dan bodohnya tanpa gw cek, apakah bank itu ada mesin atm atau ga. huhu bodoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan gontai menuju ke luar Lucky Plaza dan menemukan seonggok Money Changer. TING! begitulah bunyi otak saya. Di sompet masih ada rupiah 200 ribu. Di itung2 masih bisa dapet 20 bucks. Akhirnya dengan segenap hati, gw nukerin lembaran rupiah yang tersisa sambil meratapi kenapa waktu di juanda gw gajadi nyetok rupiah yang banyak sekaliaaaaan T.T dapatlah $20 lebih dikit. Lumanyan.. back to Ion Orchard. Menemukan 7/11 dan terpikir buat duduk bengong di orchard sambil menikmati paketan 7/11. beli chiki, cari tempat duduk terus bengong ngeliatin orang lalu lalang di Orchard. Fix ga punya temen! hahaha.. Udah cape ngunyah, lanjut lagi ke Ion Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j0lB4gm9vkI/TX9Cx1U112I/AAAAAAAABuo/hwZ2-0iJXkI/s1600/03022011323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j0lB4gm9vkI/TX9Cx1U112I/AAAAAAAABuo/hwZ2-0iJXkI/s400/03022011323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584255486858221410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No friends can shoot meeeeeee, No probs, i still have secondary camera on my phone :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PNwMVffOI2E/TX9CxwbcIiI/AAAAAAAABug/chymm3dtkyk/s1600/03022011324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PNwMVffOI2E/TX9CxwbcIiI/AAAAAAAABug/chymm3dtkyk/s400/03022011324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584255485543719458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucky Plaza's look from Takashimaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUBY! Dengan $30 di dompet membuat gw sangat menjadi ekstra pemilih dalam pemilihan sepatu sesi ini.. Ada kali setengah jam di Ruby. Nyobain ini itu. menimbang2 dan akhirnya dapetlah sepatu yang gw pengen sejak menginjakkan kaki di Bugis Street. jadi di Bugis ada sepatu gladiator unyu yang harganya sebelas duabelas sama Ruby. tapi buat ukuran kak lima di Bugis, Ruby still better. Terbeli sudah itu sepatu super unyu dengan harga $30. Luar Biasa!! dan menyesal *lagi2* kenapa ga bawa duit lebih, padahal kalo eli 2 sepatu, yang satunya cuma bayar setengah. Biar ga sakit ati, cepet2 beli Single trip ticket buat ke Bugis. Petualangan hari itu selesai dengan sisa $5 di dompet. Setidaknya masih afford buat beli single trip ke Changi besok. fufufufu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe hostel, anak2 udah lengkap. Di kamar, Anis Edu lagi membuka harta karun mereka. Pada belanja di Bugis. Belanja spons buat cuci piring, jepitan baju. hahahaha kacoooo... Malam itu dihabiskan dengan mikirin Ussi yang dibawa sama orang Jepang kenalannya. Adakah dia diculik atau dibawa kabur ke Jepang, semua bertanya2. Tapi akhirnya Ussi kembali jam setengah 10 malam. Luar Biasa. Kembali dengan membawa mie babi yang habis dimakan oleh orang2 yang di dompetnya hanya tersisa $5. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam itu semuanya ga tidur cepet. Semuanya menikmati malam terakhir di Singapore. Semuanya kumpul di beranda depan, kecuali Alan yang sibuk internetan. Malam terakhir dapet temen baru dari Filipin yang namanya mirip sejenis game, Wii. Malem terakhir, semua baru tau kalo hostel punya gitar yang bisa dipinjem2 *hadehhh*. Malem terakhir dihabiskan dengan menyanyi tembang2 Sandy Sandoro, Kerispatih dan mendengar lagu2 Filipinnya Wii. Luar biasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UlxkvfDJSQc/TX9CxZ-hrqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/lyGsflF10Iw/s1600/100_0844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UlxkvfDJSQc/TX9CxZ-hrqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/lyGsflF10Iw/s400/100_0844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584255479516868258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wii is the one with guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is our last night, and see you on my last post about backpacking experience. Smoooooooooooooooooooch :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-6927952108476236814?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6927952108476236814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=6927952108476236814&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6927952108476236814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6927952108476236814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/03/backpacking-day-five.html' title='backpacking day FIVE'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a4cBmAuOX_4/TX9Cxlhc3FI/AAAAAAAABuY/b0rVhM-qqf0/s72-c/03022011301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-468885869152010153</id><published>2011-03-13T15:34:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T17:49:09.030+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>backpacking day FOUR</title><content type='html'>FOURTH DAY! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore always rain since the day we arrived here. sebentar ujan gede, terus gerimis, panas, ujan gede lagi.. well even the weather is a labil thing just like me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 2nd 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day was eventful!!! We left hostel at twelve and make this day as the sentosa island day :) before we went to sentosa, we got brunch nasi padang pariaman. another cheap meal here, only 2.50 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took a awalk to the MRT station and went to Harbour Front. From there, we took mono rail to sentosa island. well the first mono rail station took us to universal studio area. gaaaaaaah i kinda felt regret to not come into Unstud. Only four of us came there, include nanda. well, dia sampe ngambek loh dari hari keedua pas tau banyak yang gajadi ke unstud akibat duit yang tidak cukup. Ngambeknya itu bener2 cembetut,diem,muka bete... hahahahah.. Tapi akhirnya bisa jg kita menetralisir cembetutnya nanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8XEWSN9VII/TXyTPRy_RkI/AAAAAAAABrw/UQEidj03gWs/s1600/S73R2479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8XEWSN9VII/TXyTPRy_RkI/AAAAAAAABrw/UQEidj03gWs/s400/S73R2479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583499528717157954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sentosaaaaaaa, we'll come in few minutes :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l5GHfho9sVE/TXyWxohyK4I/AAAAAAAABsY/qM4b90dGLVI/s1600/_MG_4830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l5GHfho9sVE/TXyWxohyK4I/AAAAAAAABsY/qM4b90dGLVI/s400/_MG_4830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583503417469447042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;takjub liat bolanya yg ternyata di luar universal studio. hahaha bukti otentik lahhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nganterin 4 orang ini masuk unstud, 6 lainnya ngelilingin sentosa. Naik mono rail lg ke Imbiah Station. Yg ternyata haha bisa dijamah pake kaki cuma beberapa menit dr universal studio. Di Imbiah station bertemulah kita dgn merlion super gede, banyak bunga, banyak air mancur dan banyak orang indiaaaa! Luar biasa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JScYXS8xH_8/TXyTQO7ynbI/AAAAAAAABsQ/MJsjtrcgnx0/s1600/_MG_4852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JScYXS8xH_8/TXyTQO7ynbI/AAAAAAAABsQ/MJsjtrcgnx0/s400/_MG_4852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583499545128639922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look!!!! ussi is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;under 150 CM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MzkVBTkqx8/TXyQur91BkI/AAAAAAAABrY/1rh01bqY0qk/s1600/02022011281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MzkVBTkqx8/TXyQur91BkI/AAAAAAAABrY/1rh01bqY0qk/s400/02022011281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583496769783006786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singa duyung. weird? hm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hari itu, sentosa island penuh sesak dgn org india. Membuat kita semua cukup familiar lah dgn baunya dan muka2 seremnya.. Tapi 4 thumbs up buat mereka. Di bawah matahari yg jaraknya kayak cuma sejengkal dr kepala, mereka masih bertahan dgn sari dan kemejanya! Luar binasaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMmTiypQEQM/TXyWx4PYtmI/AAAAAAAABsg/yMdq7SotdfA/s1600/_MG_4863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMmTiypQEQM/TXyWx4PYtmI/AAAAAAAABsg/yMdq7SotdfA/s400/_MG_4863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583503421687248482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sari dan kemeja. gatau dalemnya rasa apaaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puas temu kangen sm merlion (gilaaaa dirombak total! Terakhir gw ke sana, disekelilingnya masih buanyakkk bgt pohon adem.), kita ke atas, ke tempatnya carlsberg tower. Berhubung udah pernah naik yaaa, jadi agak males kalo mau naik lagi cuma buat diputer2 60m/sec. Haha lebe. Ga punya duit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4_Vhngi_oc/TXyTPm4UUUI/AAAAAAAABr4/b-RAL18McWk/s1600/S73R2519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4_Vhngi_oc/TXyTPm4UUUI/AAAAAAAABr4/b-RAL18McWk/s400/S73R2519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583499534376653122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P to the A to he N to the N A S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n0stY5cVtzg/TXyQucJ81BI/AAAAAAAABrQ/kp6JxksOdxI/s1600/02022011284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n0stY5cVtzg/TXyQucJ81BI/AAAAAAAABrQ/kp6JxksOdxI/s400/02022011284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583496765538882578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't afford the carlsberg tower jadinya begini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan lagi.. Jalannn nyari tempat parajump.. Yusrina Pradipta sudah termakan brosur parajump dan akhirnya saya jg ikut kemakan dan edu pun kemakan.. Ketemu deh Megazip yg ada parajumpnya. Bayar 12 bucks, didandanin pake segala macem tali, dibawa ke tempat buat loncat dan jeng jeng jeng jeng..... Plung! Loncat dr ketinggian 6 kaki kalo ga salah. Luar biasa sih. Rasanya kayak mau mati bunuh diri loncat dr atas gedung rektorat tapi udah tau endingnya ga bakal mati.. Puass? Tidak juga.. Tapi gapapa lah buat buang2 duit. Hahahakkk..&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/-f9IqR_AIA6I/TXyQu9Pa82I/AAAAAAAABrg/ir18OemYEj4/s1600/02022011285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f9IqR_AIA6I/TXyQu9Pa82I/AAAAAAAABrg/ir18OemYEj4/s400/02022011285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583496774420198242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEnolFhmzDs/TXyQu6aMy_I/AAAAAAAABro/wQ_X6_NJtZM/s1600/02022011638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEnolFhmzDs/TXyQu6aMy_I/AAAAAAAABro/wQ_X6_NJtZM/s400/02022011638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583496773660101618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 dollar melayang akibat brosurnya ussi!!! only 6 feet high!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu ke 4D Studio dan di sana hanya menunggu anis edu masuk.. Kita ber4 (gw ussi bela wahyu) bengong di luar sambil menikmati banyaknya orang india. Luar biasaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sambil nunggu rombongan unstud selese, janjian jam stgh7, rombongan tanpa duit ini naik shuttle bus gratisan menuju Siloso Beach!!! Oh mannnnn akhirnya setelah bertaun2, gw kesampean jg ke siloso. Selama ini cuma bs mupeng ngeliatin dr feri yg bolak balik batam - singapur. Hahahak.. Spending time there awhile, lagi2 sambil ngeliatin org india. Tp india yg ini beda. Cantik meeeen. Peranakan bule sm india.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOzZYWTRkuE/TXyWycS2RsI/AAAAAAAABsw/qpiArx8IWpE/s1600/_MG_4945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOzZYWTRkuE/TXyWycS2RsI/AAAAAAAABsw/qpiArx8IWpE/s400/_MG_4945.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583503431365445314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SILOOOOOOOOOOOSO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xF8Ooncz_kg/TXyWyHQAiiI/AAAAAAAABso/0-KZDWafc9o/s1600/_MG_4908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xF8Ooncz_kg/TXyWyHQAiiI/AAAAAAAABso/0-KZDWafc9o/s400/_MG_4908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583503425716390434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;India Bule yang dipujalelaki2 kubor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosen dong tuh lama2 ngeliatin india bule, jalan lagi deh nyari shuttle bus ke beach station. Kita menyerah. Sentosa seperti sudah kita jamah semua kecuali dalemnya unstud. Menyedihkan.. Nyampe beach station liat jam, masih sejam lebih menuju stgh7. Liat billboardnya Song of The Sea. Tapi mainnya malem. Bayar pula. Sedih yaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naik monorail train ke waterfront station. Menyerah. Kita menunggu di dpn unstud saja akhirnya. Sambil bolak balik ke 7/11 menikmati paket2 yg menyenangkan. Gulp+semacam pop mie for 2 bucks only. Dan lain2nya.. Udah kenyang, jalan lagi deh ke waterfront hall nya dan sepertinya akan ada acara di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcWZ5c-sfNs/TXyWyvk42aI/AAAAAAAABs4/l_X4c5Z1CM4/s1600/_MG_4979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcWZ5c-sfNs/TXyWyvk42aI/AAAAAAAABs4/l_X4c5Z1CM4/s400/_MG_4979.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583503436541385122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wjy4fpniGDw/TXyZGMK2pgI/AAAAAAAABtA/buX6hN5vV3Y/s1600/_MG_4990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wjy4fpniGDw/TXyZGMK2pgI/AAAAAAAABtA/buX6hN5vV3Y/s400/_MG_4990.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583505969657587202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we called it as ga ada kerjaan nungguin universal studio tutup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menikmati angin, menikmati pemandangan harbourfront dan vivo city. Menikmati sampe kebelet pipis sampe nyari toilet stgh jam ga ketemu2 sampe ketemu rombongan unstud! Luar biasa.. Balik2 ke tempat penuh angin tadi, ussi udah punya sahabat baru, ibu beranak dua asal california yg udah 2 minggu di singapur dan naik singapore flyer sampe 7x. Hahahak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WCN73Km-KsM/TXyZGXy7GDI/AAAAAAAABtI/zfgcqhm06HE/s1600/_MG_5010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WCN73Km-KsM/TXyZGXy7GDI/AAAAAAAABtI/zfgcqhm06HE/s400/_MG_5010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583505972778440754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5kS4r3LiI30/TXyZGUl-3oI/AAAAAAAABtQ/2bA6jEwCH1Q/s1600/_MG_4994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5kS4r3LiI30/TXyZGUl-3oI/AAAAAAAABtQ/2bA6jEwCH1Q/s400/_MG_4994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583505971918855810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enjoying harbour front and vivo city!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Karena performance di waterfront masih jam 8, kita mempromosikan paket2nya 7/11 ke rombongan unstud yg akhirnya menyebabkan kita balik lg ke sana (ini laksana ujung ke ujung) trs jam 8 balik lg ke tempat pertunjukan yg ternyata tempat duduk2 yg satu jam yg lalu masih kosong melompong, pas kita dateng udah penuh luar biasa... Lalu jeng jeng jeng... Dua robot besar di tengah pantai itu kemudian hidup dan menari2. Closingnya fireworks luar biasa.. Kerennnnn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7uJRS-s-Q4/TXyZG4uIBmI/AAAAAAAABtg/5JsWDRJy4tI/s1600/_MG_5076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7uJRS-s-Q4/TXyZG4uIBmI/AAAAAAAABtg/5JsWDRJy4tI/s400/_MG_5076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583505981616686690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Show!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdrQMk1bKk8/TXyZGr3wrLI/AAAAAAAABtY/FjLVR5vWGO4/s1600/_MG_5035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdrQMk1bKk8/TXyZGr3wrLI/AAAAAAAABtY/FjLVR5vWGO4/s400/_MG_5035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583505978167438514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maria : the woman with handycam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai itu, maria si ibu beranak dua itu masih ngikut rombongan.. Nonton dancing fountain di Lake of Dreams. Tahan beberapa menit terus kita cao cao cao cao!! Maria pulang krn dizzy. Nanda balik ke hostel krn udah terpuaskan sm unstud. Sisanya bertahan menantikan fireworks di river hong bao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ke harbour front. Take MRT to Raffles City. Exit di Esplanade theatre. Menuju jembatan river hong bao. Masih jam 11! Nunggu sejam lagi buat liat kembang api. Foto2 terus ujan luar biasa. Gila luar biasa.&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/-71YSTzExBEo/TXyetg37u7I/AAAAAAAABto/DR0O8VZ2IGo/s1600/_MG_5174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-71YSTzExBEo/TXyetg37u7I/AAAAAAAABto/DR0O8VZ2IGo/s400/_MG_5174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583512142788410290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esplanade theatre on the NIGHT :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentang2 taun baru cina, seminggu ujan terus tiada henti. Berteduhlah kita di kolong jembatan sambil ngeliatin orang2 main skateboard yg ternyata papan seluncur. Bukan skateboard. Apalah itu yaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--acDT6aY2-Y/TXyetziALCI/AAAAAAAABtw/DEP13oUDpgw/s1600/_MG_5209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--acDT6aY2-Y/TXyetziALCI/AAAAAAAABtw/DEP13oUDpgw/s400/_MG_5209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583512147796700194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan tried it!!! but failed! no wonder lah yaa.. he is a skateboarder, not papan seluncurer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pymJqAeHCQk/TXyeuFJr5kI/AAAAAAAABt4/vxw4j1_rn1k/s1600/_MG_5238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pymJqAeHCQk/TXyeuFJr5kI/AAAAAAAABt4/vxw4j1_rn1k/s400/_MG_5238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583512152526546498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ngantuk, laper.. all hail FIREWORKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jam stgh12 udah ga ujan. Cari spot yg bagus buat nikmatin fireworks dan tepat jam 12 dari perahu kecil yg kemungkinan ga berawak ini meluncur api2 yg berbentuk kembang luar biasa! Shot! This is our best moment in singapore! Stunning enjoying fireworks at side River Hong Bao in Chinese New Year Eve.. Sambil nebak2 berapa lembar dollar singapur diabisin buat kembang api bentuk planet ini. Hahahak..&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/-VvJtTesJXgI/TXyeuVBAldI/AAAAAAAABuI/kw-1yGItIZk/s1600/_MG_5311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VvJtTesJXgI/TXyeuVBAldI/AAAAAAAABuI/kw-1yGItIZk/s400/_MG_5311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583512156785120722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QznNeQJ9Ek8/TXyeuK8wwGI/AAAAAAAABuA/G8uqY4n7kKk/s1600/_MG_5280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QznNeQJ9Ek8/TXyeuK8wwGI/AAAAAAAABuA/G8uqY4n7kKk/s400/_MG_5280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583512154082951266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it would become unyu moment if i enjoy it with boyfie..aaaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice day. Nice moments. Nice people. Nice food. Nice city. Nice singapore. But no nice for money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at my fifth day post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-468885869152010153?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/468885869152010153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=468885869152010153&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/468885869152010153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/468885869152010153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/03/fourth-day-yay-singapore-always-rain.html' title='backpacking day FOUR'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8XEWSN9VII/TXyTPRy_RkI/AAAAAAAABrw/UQEidj03gWs/s72-c/S73R2479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-3992429804543324502</id><published>2011-03-06T15:30:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:30:44.287+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>backpacking day THREE</title><content type='html'>I remember something. Buat cerita hari ketiga di Singapur, gw akan menyadur *cailah menyadur* dari sent mail gw kepada kekasih tercinta yang ditinggal bermuram durja di Malang tercinta.. Soalnya ini akan menjadi bagian paling susah kalo gw harus berusaha meningat2 kembali gw ngapain aja di hari ke tiga. Secara yaaaa kejadiannya udah sebulan yang lalu.. Well, ini diaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 391px; height: 100px;" class="cf NtHald" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" class="gG"&gt;&lt;span class="gI"&gt;From&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" class="gL"&gt;&lt;span class="gI"&gt;Atalya Anggraini&lt;br /&gt;Chandra Harlis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" class="gG"&gt;&lt;span class="gI"&gt;date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" class="gL"&gt;&lt;span class="gI"&gt;&lt;span class="ik"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wed, Feb 2, 2011 at 12:34 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" class="gG"&gt;&lt;span class="gI"&gt;subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" class="gL"&gt;&lt;span class="gI"&gt;&lt;span class="ik"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Re: logo uakk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" class="gG"&gt;&lt;span class="gI"&gt;mailed-by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" class="gL"&gt;&lt;span class="gI"&gt;&lt;span class="ik"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello.. it's 12.40 singapore's time. sorry for not replied your message. Just like you said, I tried to use that limited deposit just for emergency things only. But missing you is the only emergency thing I had during these past few days -____- Uh i hate the operator. They like taking for grantee from us. whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;you know what, today was the most tiring days than the last few days.. we took a LOT of walk today. well, we here is me and ussi only. At first we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orchard&lt;/span&gt; with full team. but orchard seems so ridiculous for us who dont bring enough money. so, we decided to be seperated. the 3 shopping boys plus anis walked around Orchad, while me, ussi and the other 4 people went to the place which came out of my mind. Well, I browsed it in the morning. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;east coast park&lt;/span&gt;. you know, it's like park along the sea shore. the pictures and the reviews are promising. so i told my friends to go there. well i gave them two options: east coast park or botanic garden, but they chose the first one. We went there with our exciteness and curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aX-GYNcIw3g/TXyJtiRIABI/AAAAAAAABp4/96vRWkIkZKc/s1600/01022011174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aX-GYNcIw3g/TXyJtiRIABI/AAAAAAAABp4/96vRWkIkZKc/s400/01022011174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583489053418323986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orchard walk of fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A8Q6-Xkdt3s/TXyJta9VUGI/AAAAAAAABpw/_U-IovWMTgc/s1600/_MG_4701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A8Q6-Xkdt3s/TXyJta9VUGI/AAAAAAAABpw/_U-IovWMTgc/s400/_MG_4701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583489051456262242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Es potong harga dewaaaaa! Istilah Singaporenya apa yaaa? ice cut kah?? 1 buck only!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A8Q6-Xkdt3s/TXyJta9VUGI/AAAAAAAABpw/_U-IovWMTgc/s1600/_MG_4701.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DV5ZrmQlfb0/TXyJtA_VVhI/AAAAAAAABpo/eT_g0RjtlYM/s1600/_MG_4692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DV5ZrmQlfb0/TXyJtA_VVhI/AAAAAAAABpo/eT_g0RjtlYM/s400/_MG_4692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583489044485330450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find a new friend from different nation. Fowl nations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H-9ICuWgEqw/TXyLeEpA71I/AAAAAAAABqA/W-v2eGz_JIc/s1600/01022011190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H-9ICuWgEqw/TXyLeEpA71I/AAAAAAAABqA/W-v2eGz_JIc/s400/01022011190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583490986790678354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The famous Visitor Centre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;the first thing is: to get there, we have to take MRT and go down to the station which is very far enough from the city. Then we have to take a bus. From the data I got, we have to take bus no. 401. We queud in the 401 queud for some minuetes. But the bus didn't come. till we asked the students there to get the right direction. The student was very jutek. you know, even singaporean are very individualistic, how about American then.. Then we realized that 401 ONLY operates every weekEND. hahahahah.. how stupid. then we went to the locket and get the very right direction to the East Coast Park.&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/-XNPLU87HUfQ/TXyJsrvPBrI/AAAAAAAABpY/_0SsbOuSOjg/s1600/01022011193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XNPLU87HUfQ/TXyJsrvPBrI/AAAAAAAABpY/_0SsbOuSOjg/s400/01022011193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583489038780663474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS THE RIGHT ONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take the RIGHT bus and we arrived in a halte BUT we have to take a VERY LONG walk after that. pass the under bridge till my sandals are broken. hahahahah another bad luck.. After we arrived to THAT place, I bought sandals for SIX bucks (the very cheapy one in Indonesia). sial.. and the worst part is the place is not really THAT worth it to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdzmLti6Lac/TXyLefsZOjI/AAAAAAAABqI/gUnVIQ9lBmY/s1600/01022011194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdzmLti6Lac/TXyLefsZOjI/AAAAAAAABqI/gUnVIQ9lBmY/s400/01022011194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583490994052610610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not a tourists place, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfA8aY7-RxI/TXyMb0XTlHI/AAAAAAAABqw/_ktRdy29z6g/s1600/01022011195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfA8aY7-RxI/TXyMb0XTlHI/AAAAAAAABqw/_ktRdy29z6g/s400/01022011195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583492047573324914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wondering, where should we gooooooo!! There's no 'Kubor' word here. Bring our Kubor back!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OE4xGxtvwyA/TXyJs81F0WI/AAAAAAAABpg/I8CaDf06BX8/s1600/100_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OE4xGxtvwyA/TXyJs81F0WI/AAAAAAAABpg/I8CaDf06BX8/s400/100_0703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583489043368628578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At least, I fulfilled Maya's order. Lake in the middle of the park.haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt very ashamed to them. And we decided to have walk along the park to find a bus stop. we took A VERY LONG walk. I dont know, maybe about ten something kilos. we actually found some interesting place, but I know it didnt cure the disspointment of them. I felt bad, you know. After the journeyyyyyyyyyy, we asked about the direction of the bus. Well, the place actually located on the side of HIGHWAY. hahaha you know, it means that there is NO bus. We have to cross the higways and take a medium walk to reach the halte. fiuuuuuuuuuuuuhhh when I reminisced this thing, I feel that we are VERY VERY tough to have THAT FAR of walking. hahaha my hobby is actually fulfilled here :)&lt;br /&gt;&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/-SWgCAUzdYQk/TXyLe96KSMI/AAAAAAAABqg/AC3rKhgcd0U/s1600/01022011245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWgCAUzdYQk/TXyLe96KSMI/AAAAAAAABqg/AC3rKhgcd0U/s400/01022011245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583491002163415234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we called it as NGASO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOg29Pv6fIs/TXyLevi0BtI/AAAAAAAABqQ/HVtbHVNwMPo/s1600/01022011246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOg29Pv6fIs/TXyLevi0BtI/AAAAAAAABqQ/HVtbHVNwMPo/s400/01022011246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583490998307391186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the bridge which will bring us to the bus stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eGxECg2Q68g/TXyLe1GhmuI/AAAAAAAABqY/272cG4JuNrE/s1600/01022011248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eGxECg2Q68g/TXyLe1GhmuI/AAAAAAAABqY/272cG4JuNrE/s400/01022011248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583490999799356130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and this is the highway! fiuuuuh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When we reached the bus stop, we even dont know the number of bus we should took of. hahaha.. we used our feeling. We took a bus well-we-dont-know-where-it-is-&lt;wbr&gt;going. We just HAVE TO find MRT station. But, we got nothing. The bus even pass the HIGHWAY beside the path we took in east coast park. hahahahaahha..after some minutes, ussi recognize a building, the unique one, beside the nearest MRT station near our hostel. So we stopped on a halte near the building. we even didnt know the area we took off. We just felt save even only can see that building. It means a lot for us. hahah sounds crazy. After recognize the area, we finally got the very familiar place for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;and the adventure isn't end yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;six of us were starving and try to find nasi lemak. But as you guess, we even dont know where the place is. My friend only read from the book she read. Ussi and I were too lazy to fulfill their want. so we decided to take a seperate ways. They keep on searching their food, maybe. and we just look around bugis. we are not that starving, it can be cured by window shopping anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjq45dIHI0s/TXyMcOng6PI/AAAAAAAABq4/V5gKKJXqmtQ/s1600/01022011253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 368px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjq45dIHI0s/TXyMcOng6PI/AAAAAAAABq4/V5gKKJXqmtQ/s400/01022011253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583492054620629234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OlaVndAIb7Y/TXyOQY0EZKI/AAAAAAAABrA/JdkPPYUvdHQ/s1600/01022011256.jpg"&gt;   &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 368px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OlaVndAIb7Y/TXyOQY0EZKI/AAAAAAAABrA/JdkPPYUvdHQ/s400/01022011256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583494050222466210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HMV before Esplanade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Yanggggggggg, you know what i'm kind of regret to bring small number of money here. there are a lot of cute clothes, cute shoes, cute bags, even cute boys. hahahahha... not for the last, so many chinese and i never like chinese boy :) After we were satisfied to fulfill our eyes' need, we decided to bought drink and sat on the side of bugis street. we acted like fashion police who always gave comments to people who walked in front of us. hhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;then, we decided to go to esplanade. go google it. It is very beautiful on the night. well I felt like backstabbed my other friends. because I promised them to get there together. well whatevs. ussi and I really need refreshment by having quality time in the quality place :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;sayangggggg, the place is really beautiful. there is chair along the bridge and in the bridge, we can see a lot of interesting things.. you know, i miss youuuuuu.. i need you, i want you to be there with me enjoying the night, have some talks, some cuddles, some quality time :( well we can have it in RSU, but the place is really supporting us to get the romantic athmosphere.. It is not that crowd. It fixed us well :) someday yah yangg :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;well after those moments, we take a walk again. That was a lot of scenic view but our feet just too TIRED. so we went back to bugis and looked for some food. Based on my book AGAIN, I took ussi to the place which sold nasi lemak. But as always, WRONG expectation again :( no nasi lemak there. so we decided to eat near hostel. but we found moslem resto while we walked. So we ate nasi lemak there. And have a little talk with the owner. She is arabic but born in singapore. she told us about the Indonesian, Singapore and else. sedikit curcol sih dia, tapi gapapalah. she is very kind to us. and you know, that was the cheapest food we ate here. Only 1.50 dollars.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;finished eat, and went to hostel with VERY HARD of steps.hihi.. almost twelve hours we walked. we arrived in hostel at 12.15 Singapore's time. have a seat , took a bath, and typed this email for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You know, I typed this email in a VERY SMALL window to avoid the stalker. hahaha.. wahyu in my right side, bela in the left and ussi was behind. :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;i think this is the VERY LONG story to write.. really i wanna go here with you, yang.... someday someday someday someday someday over the rainbowwwwwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;yanggg, it's 1.33 a.m. I should take a sleep before the morning called me to up. Tomorrow will be Sentosa's day.. and will be very TIRING again :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;thank you yang the text and sate :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;miyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;wbr&gt;uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;wbr&gt;uuuuuuu much!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sounds like unyu, huh? hahaahah but this is the most complete story I ever write :) and full in English. Apa mungkin karna di sana atmosfir untuk berbahasa Inggris sangat2 merasuk hingga dalam tulisan? who knows?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. see you at the fourt day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-3992429804543324502?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/3992429804543324502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=3992429804543324502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/3992429804543324502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/3992429804543324502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-remember-something.html' title='backpacking day THREE'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aX-GYNcIw3g/TXyJtiRIABI/AAAAAAAABp4/96vRWkIkZKc/s72-c/01022011174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-7005464321732872857</id><published>2011-03-06T14:58:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T15:57:02.735+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>backpacking day TWO</title><content type='html'>Ya ampunnnn ini udah jadi draft untuk beberapa minggu. LUAR BIASA malasnya sayaaa menekan icon ‘publish’!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell-o. Postingan lanjutan dari yang kemaren tertunda beberapa saat akibat banyaknya sekali yang harus dikerjakan, yaitu: berkangen2an ria :P Dilanjut yaaaaa.. I’ll tell you abot the second day dan seterusnya dalam misi perbackpackingan gw dan temen2 gw di negara tetangga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 31th 2011&lt;/span&gt;. Bangun dengan keadaan tidak rela untuk bangun diakibatkan oleh dinginnya kamar dan gelapnya kamar, well ga ada jendela keluar yang bisa menghubungkan kamar kita, which is nomer 13, dengan peradaban matahari. Bangun jam 9. Teman bangun tidur hanya 3 orang (maya, ussi, nanda), lainnya masih di dunianya masing2. Keluar kamar, nengok ke sebelah kiri, wihhhhhh ujan deressss mennn… Ga terberkati banget kayaknya liburan kita. Dari pertama menginjakkan kaki di Changi aja udah ujan. Lupakan hujan, it’s time to sarapan FREE. Ambil sarapan donggg langsung, takut keabisan. Makan deh roti dengan selai seadanya (jeruk, gula, mentega, creamer). Tapi not bad ko. Ada toasternya juga. Minum tinggal pilih, teh apa kopi. Semuanya bisa ambil semaunya. Tapi mengingat masih ada bejibun orang di kamar gw yang masih terlelap di bawah pelukan selimut hostel, ga tega gw ambil roti sampe begah. Makan 4 biji roti, bikin kopi satu gelas sama teh satu gelas. Enaknya di sini, disediain tempat makannya juga. Tinggal pilih mau di teras belakang apa depan. Karena tamu hostel yang lainnya kayak2nya udah selese sarapan semua, terbukti karena teras depan sama belakang sama2 sepi, kita bertiga makan2 di teras depan sambil mencoba mengenali lingkungan sekitar hostel. Preeeet. Sambil ngawasin ujan juga kapan kira2 berhentinya. Selesai makan, mandi dan internetannnnn! Hahaha bergunaaaaaa banget liburan saya di sana jauh2 Cuma buat menghabiskan waktu di depan komputer. Dan ini berlangsung sampe jam setengah 1 siang, sampe ujan berhenti, well sedikit berhenti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fTpEd9E6B0/TXyGGaOfeXI/AAAAAAAABpI/8itzaxBNjmo/s1600/31012011104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fTpEd9E6B0/TXyGGaOfeXI/AAAAAAAABpI/8itzaxBNjmo/s400/31012011104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583485082710014322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coffee, anyone? azikkk gaul bet dah ah! preketek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-197o8QRxwLc/TXNYtbi-oLI/AAAAAAAABn4/KmzqVLbYmZo/s1600/_MG_4611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-197o8QRxwLc/TXNYtbi-oLI/AAAAAAAABn4/KmzqVLbYmZo/s400/_MG_4611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580901900754002098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Full Team ready to hit the city!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ujannya selese, semuanya sudah siap, berjalan menyerbu Bugis nyari brunch. Di seberang Bugis Junction ketemu Burger King, pake mikir sambil ngitung2 duit, akhirnya memutuskan buat having brunch there. Kenyang, masuk ke kerumunan di &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bugis Street&lt;/span&gt;. Memutuskan tidak membeli banyak karena katanya di Little India banyak barang yang lebih murah. Selesai dengan Bugis Street, kita sepakat buat JALAN KAKI ke &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little India&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, dari Bugis lohhhhh.. Pede dongggg karena ada peta. Sesering2nya gw ke Singapore, tapi gw ga pernah ke daerah Little india dan mendengar cerita temen2 saya yang mengagumi kedahsyatan belanja di Mustafa, saya penasaran dan membawa rombongan ke sana. Kita jalannnnn sampe gatau itu di daerah mana, melihat Lasalle College di seberang jalan, tercengang melihat betapa keren dan modisnya gedungnya Lasalle.&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/-O7KGRRuOKog/TXNYtnv881I/AAAAAAAABoA/PPdcOG3Sze8/s1600/_MG_4648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7KGRRuOKog/TXNYtnv881I/AAAAAAAABoA/PPdcOG3Sze8/s400/_MG_4648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580901904029643602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Queen St, where's the Little India??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqLZkJkM8OE/TXNYtxCc8TI/AAAAAAAABoI/N8XBsaVVe4M/s1600/_MG_4660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqLZkJkM8OE/TXNYtxCc8TI/AAAAAAAABoI/N8XBsaVVe4M/s400/_MG_4660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580901906523156786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gedung Kuliah Macam Apa Iniiiiiiiiiiii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih lanjut jalan sampe akhirnya nyampe di daerah Little India. Tanya2 Mustafa di daerah mana, ternyata harus masih jalaaaaaan jauhhhh. Petunjuk orang Indianya di suruh lurus terus. Lurus terus sampe mabok, ga nemu2. Eh ngeliat tempat ibadahnya orang India, masuk deh karena penasaran. Foto2, dan ternyata ada acara upacara susu. Haha gatau upacara apa, tapi semua orang bawa susu terus dimasukkin ke satu tempayan buesaaaaaaar, terus ada yang main musik juga, yg nari aca-aca juga, ada pilar2 khas film india, ada Sharukh Kahn, well banyak Sahrukh Khan. Hahaha ga segitunya sih. Yada yadaaaaaa kita bosan, keluar deh melanjutkan pencarian gedung yang bernama Mustafa.&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/--sjVsqRb8lk/TXNYt-Y_NxI/AAAAAAAABoQ/1Eyp2ASB_So/s1600/_MG_4670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sjVsqRb8lk/TXNYt-Y_NxI/AAAAAAAABoQ/1Eyp2ASB_So/s400/_MG_4670.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580901910107338514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Upacara Susu. Well, jangan mengharapkan susu dari buah dada ketiga orang ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3DRKKJA2Yk/TXNYuNVLnnI/AAAAAAAABoY/meyv1LgZkxI/s1600/_MG_4666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3DRKKJA2Yk/TXNYuNVLnnI/AAAAAAAABoY/meyv1LgZkxI/s400/_MG_4666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580901914117906034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The .. Kuil or something yang berbau2 india nehi nehi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, NYAMPE! Oh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mustafa&lt;/span&gt;. Diputuskan untuk mencar karena Mustafa itu gedeeeee. Nonsense kalo bareng2 terus. Janjian jam setengah 6 di depan Mustafa. Masuk dan mencar. Well ternyata Mustafa tidak semenarik itu. Well, dahsyat memang. Dahsyat kalo dijadiin tempat ibu2 belanja, keluarga belanja.. Mustafa: suatu gedung untuk menjual berbagai macam barang yang ada di dunia. Groceries Shopping, belanja baju2 model itc, alat2 olahraga, mainan, kain2 bahan, ah mungkin kalo nyari kantong doraemon, pasti ketemu di salah satu pojokan di Mustafa. Saya putuskan untuk membeli 3 kotak cokelat. Dan end up menunggu jam setengah 6 di luar Mustafa, di toko 3 for S$10. Toko yang banyak bertebaran di Bugis juga. Hahaha.. Jauh2 JALAN KAKI ke Little India ujung2nya 3 for S$10 :) Nyampe di toko itu ternyata oh ternyata anak2 juga escape dari Mustafa dan memilih ke tempat ini. Hahaha..&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/-10CrpfetgIk/TXyGGDNF65I/AAAAAAAABpA/Hp2ssNlw5wg/s1600/31012011161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10CrpfetgIk/TXyGGDNF65I/AAAAAAAABpA/Hp2ssNlw5wg/s400/31012011161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583485076530129810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS IT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berhubung jam setengah 6 masih lama banget, pasukan mulai berguguran satu demi satu. Samid Maya memilih pulang ke hostel, sisanya menunggu jam setengah 6 (jam kumpul menurut perjanjian) dan lanjut ke &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orchard&lt;/span&gt;! Woohoooo.. Ke MRT terdekat dan takjub karna kita udah di jalur ungu. Buat ke Orchard, kita transit di Dhoby Gaut dan di sinilah saudara2.. BELA HILANG! Hilang karena sok2an menjadi Singaporeian! Berheadset ria, jalan sendiri misah seakan2 dunia hanya miliknya.. Tapi hilangnya Bela tidak menjadi alasan untuk menghentikan langkah kita ke Orchard. Kita percaya, nyawa Bela ada di tangan Tuhan. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALU sampailah di Orchard dengankaki yang sudah gempor. Menemukan Cotton On dimana adalah surga bagi kami para wanita. Menghabiskan waktu lebih dari setengah jam tanpa mempedulikan pria-pria yang udah mati gaya nungguin di luar. Eh iya, Cotton On ada di exit yang mau ke Lucky Plaza. Di Orchard itu judulnya menemani Alan belanja, dan menemani anak2 makan. Haha siaaaaal, saya jadi turis miskin di sana. Jadi kalo udah makan SIANG, ya ga makan malem. Kalo maunya makan malem, ya ga usah makan siang. NYAM! Eh iya, nemenin Alan yang notabene belanja SENDIRI ini bisa makan waktu sejam sendiri lohhh.. LUAR BIASA memang saudara Alan. Bagaimana cara membunuh waktu sejam ini? Berhubung Alan belanja di Levi’s Lucky Plaza yang posisinya ada di atas, kita berdiri dengan indahnya di depan Levi’s dan melihat ke bawah, menilai setiap orang yang lewat. Asli fashion police wannabeeeeee! Dan kesimpulan dari kami adalah, gilaaaa bodynya cewe2 Singapur mantap2.. Hampir jarang ada yang lebar. Hampir jarang ada yang pendek. Semuanya stylish luar biasa dengan cara jalan one line yang dahsyat kecepatannya. LUAR BIASA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-vY6gcaT70/TXyGGtCtz0I/AAAAAAAABpQ/UkkyB_Piako/s1600/S73R2473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-vY6gcaT70/TXyGGtCtz0I/AAAAAAAABpQ/UkkyB_Piako/s400/S73R2473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583485087760895810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orchard on night.. well, house of condmom on night :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah puas menikmati malamnya Orchard, kembalilah kita ke hostel tercinta. Kalo biasanya kita stop di Bugis station, kali ini kita nyoba buat berhenti di Lavender dan menimbulkan NYASAR! Haha well gw yang menyasari mereka sih. Abisan di peta kayaknya lebih deket dr Lavender timbang dari Bugis. Tapi nyasarnya ini takes time yang membuat sama aja diitung2 kalo stop di bugis.zzz. Bingung mau keluar dimana. Keluar tanya supir bus katanya ke Victoria St. harus pake cab. Hahaha udah ga makan malem, sekarang mesti bayar cab jg. OGYAAAAH.. akhirnya berusaha sendiri dan HAHA menemukan titik terang! Sampe di hostel dengan kaki yang LUAR BIASA pegelnyaaaaaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe di hostel tidak ada pesta miras seperti malam pertama. Teler semua kayaknya. Tepar! Tapi tidak lupa memaksimalkan fasilitas hostel buat YM-an dan kabar2an sama yang merana ditinggal di Malang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai jumpa pada hari yang ketiga…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-7005464321732872857?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/7005464321732872857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=7005464321732872857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/7005464321732872857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/7005464321732872857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/03/backpacking-day-two.html' title='backpacking day TWO'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fTpEd9E6B0/TXyGGaOfeXI/AAAAAAAABpI/8itzaxBNjmo/s72-c/31012011104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-1727636591758644190</id><published>2011-02-08T15:14:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T15:53:52.354+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>backpacking day ONE</title><content type='html'>Gw butuh waktu satu jam buat merangsang hasrat menulis gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am. Writing in very bad condition. Abis nungguin dosen PA 2 jam buat konsultasi KRS dan pas konsultasi, LAGI LAGI diwejangin tentang masalah interpersonal relationship. Kayaknya emang bener deh gw ada masalah dalam berkomunikasi dengan orang lain. Terbukti, baru kemaren gw dimaki2 sama beberapa orang dari keluarga gw tentang jeleknya cara berkomunikasi gw. Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak banget meeen yang pengen gw tulis, tapi tidak tertulis karena kendala waktu. Yang lagi pengen gw tulis banget adalah trip ke singapur kemaren. Gw dapet banyak pelajaran dan info2 hasil blogwalking sebelum berangkat ke sana, dan mudah2an postingan gw beberapa buah ke depan juga berguna buat orang-orang yang mau melancong ke luar negeri yang paling deket dari Indonesia: Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada awalnya, gw yang udah sangat pede dengan perbekalan pengetahuan kesingapurianan gw yg gw tabung sejak masih bocah berniat ke singapur berdua sama temen susah senang senang susah, Ussi.. Well, tante gw kan tinggal di Batam, jadi tiap liburan, gw ke sana dan disempatkan ke Singapur barang sehari dua hari lah.Lumanyan kan ilmunya kalo mau backpackingan tanpa keluarga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut. Melancong ke Singapur udah direncanakan dari jauh2 hari dan hasil dari mengumpulkan pasukan, terkumpullah 10 orang yang hendak melangkahkan kaki ke sana. Gw, ussi, anis, edu, wahyu, alan, nanda, maya, samid, sm bela. NSaking niatnya nyari yg murah, kita udah beli tiket MANDALA dari bulan september 2010 dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promonya Mandala itu gila2an. Tiket promo harganya 45ribu bahkan ada yang 18ribu. Happy happy joy joy dongggg, namanya juga turis murahan.. Tapi berhubung namanya tiket promo, pas dijual itu ga sekaligus available buat ratusan seats. Sekali promo (promonya tiap hari senin) paling ngeluarin 2-3 seat. Jadi kita belinya nabung. Senin pertama beli dua seat, senin kedua dua seat lagi, dst. Sampe terkumpul 10 seat dari hasil mantengin website mandala tiap senen buat mengincar tiket promo. TDalam waktu beberapa bulan, tiket pergi tgl 24 Januari dan pulang tl 28 Januari udah di tangan. Dengan 300ribuan, kita udah dapet tiket PP Jkt-Sing. Wihh tiket Gajayana single trip aja lewaaaaaat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hostel pun siap. Hostel juga dapet dr hasil browsing sampe maboooooook. Dapet ABC Hostel. Hostel yang punya review bagus dan murah lah untuk itungan review2 bagusnya itu. Booking buat 1 dorm yang isinya 10 bed. Kena S$18 per orang tiap malem. Hostel oke. Tinggal berangkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belom bisa berangkat sih kalo belom punya paspor. Gw udah punya sebenernya. Tapi paspor lama gw fotonya jelek binti buruk. Terakhir pake paspor itu tuh februari 2010 ke Singapur juga. Pas di imigrasi Harbour Front, yang periksa paspor gw, butuh waktu 10 detik buat mengidentifikasikan wajah asli gw dgn foto paspor. See, betapa bedanya foto paspor sm aslinya. Bukan berarti bagusan aslinya daripada di foto. Tapi emang iya sih :P Akhirnya gw memutuskan buat memperpanjang paspor. Berhubung Indonesia udah makin oke, gw ga perlu ke kota asal. buat bikin paspor Udah sistem online dong ternyata imigrasi Indonesia. Jadi gw cuma perlu dateng ke inigrasi Malang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama ke imigrasi itu Desember tgl 28. Dengan modal duit 8000, dapetlah formulir pengajuan paspor. Tapi disaranin sama petugasnya buat ngumpulin form bulan Januari aja soalnya harga pembuatan paspor turun 15ribu mulai tahun 2011. Akhirnya ke sana Januari tanggal sekian membawa formulir permohonan lengkap dan akte dan ktp dan ijazah dan kartu keluarga.  Berhubung dulu itu gw bikin paspor selalu lewat calo (gara2 gw masih belom cukup umur buat punya paspor pesonal), jadi sesi pembikinan paspor kali ini gw BUTA, gatau apa2. Gw dateng sekitar jam setengah 9 dan antrinya makjang, gw dapet nomer 66. Saran gw kalo mau ngumpulin Form dan berkas2, datanglah jam 8. Taro map yang isinya form pengajuan paspor beserta fotokopi berkas2 itu LANGSUNG ke loket 2 (apa 3 yaaa.. Tanya aja lah nanti..). Terus ntar jam SEMBILAN, loketnya baru dibuka dan petugasnya nanti ngasih nomer antrian berdasarkan urutan peletakan map. Abis itu dipanggil satu2. Satu orang bisa 10 menitan, tergantung kesalahan apa yang dia buat dalam pengajuan form dan berkas2nya itu.. Kebayang dong, antrian gw nomer 66 dapetnya jam berapeee.. Yak, jam SATU sodara2.. Dan sialnya disuruh balik buat foto dan wawancara itu 2 minggu kemudian. Normalnya sih cuma 4 hari setelah form diajukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 minggu kemudian, gw udah dapet ilmu dong dari yang kemaren.. Datenglah gw jam DELAPAN pagi ke kantor imigrasi. Naro kertas yang didapet pas ngumpulin berkas kemaren di loket  nomer sekian. Terus dapet deh nomer antrian wawancara dan foto berdasarkan peletakan kertas itu.. Jam 8 dateng aja gw dapet antrian nomer 21. zzz.. Ngantri, jam 10 dipanggil buat foto sama wawancara, setengah 11 selesai sudah deh.. Diambilnya 3 hari sesudah itu. Mepet banget waktunya sama keberangkatan gw yang harusnya berangkat tgl 24 Januari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hari setelahnya gw ambil paspor dan BAHKAN ngambilnya pun ngantri, saudara-saudara... luar biasaaaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan di pertengahan bulan Januari kita dikejutkan dengan berita MANDALA TUTUP UNTUK SEMENTARA WAKTU AKIBAT MASALAH KEUANGAN INTERNAL. hahahahahaha bumi gonjang ganjing deh waktu itu. Beritanya itu merebak malem hari tanggal 12 Januari. Langsung deh 13 Januari siang kita rapat besar menentukan nasib keberangkatan kita. Cari cari cari info tentang pengalihan mandala atau apapun itu tapi nihil. Akhirnya dipending dulu ngurusin mandala sambil menunggu keajaiban. Mungkin ini cuma mimpi.. Batalin reservasi hostel dan dengan suksesnya email sopan nan penuh etika tidak dibales sama pihak hostel. Ngeri ih dia sakit hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe tanggal 24 ga ada kabar kalo2 aja ada pengalihan pesawat dll, kita akhirnya berburu tiket baru. Browsing sampe mabooooooooooooook lagi dan dapetlah JetStar yang harganya paling  bisa ditolerir. Tapi masalahnya satu. bayarnya pake credit card dan tidak ada di antara kita yang punya credit card. Even credit cardnya bokap temen gw pun limitnya itu ga bisa menjangkau harga 10 tiket kita yang notabene adalah US$110. Kalo di kursin ke rupiah itu 1.000.000 sekian lah buat PP Sub-Sing. Akhirnya pinjem credit card omnya Edu dan terbelilah tiket kita.. Horayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiket JetStar, bikin agak bingung sih. Udah bayar, dan  udah dikirimin itinerary jg ke email. tyapi itinerary ini membuat gw bertanya2, apa hanya dengan ini kita bisa lolos masuk juanda. Setelah browsing2 lagi sampe maboooooooooook, ternyata bisa masuk bandara dengan menunjukkan itinerary itu. Ntar dituker boarding pass di loketnya JetStar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, kita berangkat jadi tgl 30 Januari dan pulang tgl 4 Februari. Yang setelah disadari, gilaaaaa kita nekaaaaaat banget dengan duit yang udah abis gara2 tiket baru ini, kita liburan di sana 6 hari 5 malem. Dahsyaaaaaaaaaat dan luar biasaaaaaaaaa. Hubungin ABC Hostel lagi  buat reservasi ulang dan Puji Tuhan di bales and confirmed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua hari sebelum berangkat, gw dengan tidak relanya menukar hasil tabungan gw selama ini yang gw tabung di celengan tanah liat menjadi dollar Singapore. 1.800.000 dapet S$250 dengan kurs S$1 = Rp 7.105 saat itu. Di hari H nya, siap 150ribu buat airport tax di Juanda dan beberapa lembar 50ribuan tersisa di dompet. Benar2 penghabisan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu 30 Januari jam 3 kita berangkat dari Juanda dan landing jam 6.30 waktu Singapura di changi. Landingnya smooth sekaliiii berhubung pilotnya bule lah yaaa.. Padahal cuacanya ujan ujan romantis gituuuu. Berhubung kalo ke Singapur gw selalu lewat Harbour Front, jadi pas liat betapa wah-nya Changi, gw agak2 gimana gicuuuuu. Di imigrasi, kita lolos. Terus mencari jalan keluar. Di tengah pencarian, rombongan dihentikan dengan stall penjual MIRAS. Yak.. Nyoba tester bolak balik deh kita dan akhirnya membeli 1 buah vodka tanpa pajak. Abis icuuu dilanjutkan pencarian jalan keluar diselipi dengan mengambil map singapur dan brosur2 lainnya yang mungkin akan bermanfaatlah tentunya 6 hari 5 malem ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1hrPC1UOEI/TXNWDAQnNnI/AAAAAAAABnQ/_oADrpkFoKc/s1600/_MG_4537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1hrPC1UOEI/TXNWDAQnNnI/AAAAAAAABnQ/_oADrpkFoKc/s400/_MG_4537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580898972851451506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oS0B_9CHMsg/TXNWDUu_RSI/AAAAAAAABnY/S62ro2Ir6VI/s1600/_MG_4539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oS0B_9CHMsg/TXNWDUu_RSI/AAAAAAAABnY/S62ro2Ir6VI/s400/_MG_4539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580898978347566370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juanda Juanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/-tVNtJY7Q1-0/TXNWDbJ2q8I/AAAAAAAABng/tFW-mkipF6c/s1600/_MG_4551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVNtJY7Q1-0/TXNWDbJ2q8I/AAAAAAAABng/tFW-mkipF6c/s400/_MG_4551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580898980070861762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vtozmc5i_TE/TXyCIB967KI/AAAAAAAABog/62-dgOXpD5U/s1600/100_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vtozmc5i_TE/TXyCIB967KI/AAAAAAAABog/62-dgOXpD5U/s400/100_0489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583480712511286434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ql7jCsfUWEo/TXyCIVzDrOI/AAAAAAAABoo/mAD6-ZvWSTM/s1600/100_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ql7jCsfUWEo/TXyCIVzDrOI/AAAAAAAABoo/mAD6-ZvWSTM/s400/100_0508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583480717834431714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stall pertama yang menarik hati orang-orang murah yang menginginkan vodka tanpa bayar alias nyoba tester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jadi JetStar itu ada di terminal 1 dan kita harus naik trem ke terminal 2 buat mencapai MRT station. Sampai di MRT station sempet nyasar juga karena ada 2 pintu masuk dan hanya satu pintu masuk yang menjual EZ link. Beli EZ link S$12. Pilih EZ link lahhh ketimbang beli tiket single trip dikarenakan lebih hemat, meskipun bedanya cuma beberapa sen. Tapi lumayan kan kalo transportasi utama kita 5 hari ini itu MRT. Naik MRT ke interchange Tanah Merah dan lanjut ke Bugis Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mQDIzmLM-CU/TXyCIp08R4I/AAAAAAAABow/KlJBqJLjkjE/s1600/S73R2380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mQDIzmLM-CU/TXyCIp08R4I/AAAAAAAABow/KlJBqJLjkjE/s400/S73R2380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583480723211044738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally! Daratan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, menurut Marissa (yang ngebalesin email gw tiap emailan sama ABC Hostel) MRT station terdekat dari hostel adalah Bugis. Hostelnya ada di Jln Kubor.. Kita turun di Bugis dan ambil exit yang ke Raffles Hospital. Dan STUCK karena HUJAAAAN! Di tengah menunggu hujan agak rintik, keliatan deh ada papan yang nunjukkin jalan tembus ke North Bridge Rd. Well, kita harus ke North Bridge Rd. karena itu jalan besar yang deket sama Jln Kubor. Menyusuri jalan itu, ketemu tapi sempet nyasar sampe Arab Lane. Tapi akhirnya ketemu ko Jln Kubornya. Ketemu setelah hampir setengah jam mencari. Mari ucapkan PUJI TUHAN. Seneng banget rasanya ngeliat papan yang berjudul Jln Kubor dan bangunan berjudul ABC Hostel. Surgaaaaaaaaaaa sesaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBCkZb7XyQE/TXNWD0U6O6I/AAAAAAAABnw/OulKlBQXJKM/s1600/_MG_4586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBCkZb7XyQE/TXNWD0U6O6I/AAAAAAAABnw/OulKlBQXJKM/s400/_MG_4586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580898986828118946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is that we called as home there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check in. Bayar S$100 buat 6 hari 5 malem, termasuk S$10 refundable yang bisa diambil pas kita check out. Jadi buat nginep 6 hari 5 malem, kita bayar S$90 only :) Kasih paspor buat dicatetin sama si Marissa, dapet kunci kamar dan surgaaaaa.. Kamarnya ada 10 bed. Jadi kasurnya atas bawah gitu. Full AC, kamar mandi ada heaternya, Full WiFi. Intinya hostel ini menyenangkaaaaan :)&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/-qIflc0KU56o/TXyCIzDCrxI/AAAAAAAABo4/5VmG0tiYW1Q/s1600/_MG_4585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qIflc0KU56o/TXyCIzDCrxI/AAAAAAAABo4/5VmG0tiYW1Q/s400/_MG_4585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583480725686103826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREEZING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/-ryNWoSn45rE/TXNWDnbMWzI/AAAAAAAABno/IStaBpbCyeA/s1600/_MG_4579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ryNWoSn45rE/TXNWDnbMWzI/AAAAAAAABno/IStaBpbCyeA/s400/_MG_4579.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580898983364811570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandi mandi bersih bersih langsung cao cari makan malem di sekitar hostel. Berhubung daerah hostel kita itu daerah Kampong Glam, banyaknya makanan2 timur tengah deh. Makan nasi Bainan (kalo ga salah namanya itu) di salah satu restoran arab dengn harga S$3.5 ONLY dengan porsi BANYAk dan ayam BESAR. Cuma ga tahan aja sama bumbunya.. tapi apapun dilahap lah kalo kondisinya lapaaaaaar. Bayarnya patungan berdua Ussi deh karena kita makannya joinan. Btw Aqua di sini mahal boooook.. S$1.2 buat botol yang sedeng.. Sorry yeee mending beli air mineral entah merknya apa, 1 liter for S$1.5 only. Selanjutnya refill di wastafel hostel deh :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik ke hostel, yang perempuan2 tidur sedangkan para lelaki menikmati vodka dari Changi tadi. Anyway, cuaca sepanjang waktu kita sampe Singapur terus kembali ke pelukan bantal itu adalah HUJAN mennnnn.. buset deh dewanya orang yang mau imlekan canggih bangeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day and the next day and the next next day dilanjut besok yaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-1727636591758644190?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1727636591758644190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=1727636591758644190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1727636591758644190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1727636591758644190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/02/backpacking-day-one.html' title='backpacking day ONE'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1hrPC1UOEI/TXNWDAQnNnI/AAAAAAAABnQ/_oADrpkFoKc/s72-c/_MG_4537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-8163415121255863367</id><published>2011-01-23T01:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T01:21:47.297+07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE! finally.</title><content type='html'>Another new year already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year used to mean A LOT to me, but not for now. It's just same with others day-changing or month-changing proccess. Cuma heboh karena ada unsur ganti tahun aja. Kalo dulu, i always hold bbq party with friends, this new year eve was spent in CHURCH. Luar biasa.. Sampe dicengin bolak balik sm adek2 gw karena niat gw yg sungguh dahsyat ini : malem taun baruan di gereja. It's just a matter of place and activity, dude. Does it really matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of this, 2010 really flew by in a flash, didn't it? 2010 is a history and 2011 is already here. That means, kiamat makin deket! On a more personal level, it means I've got only three more semesters to go in uni and in about 6 months, I'm going to turn TWENTY ONE! Wow I'm getting old. For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me personally, 2010 witnessed some of my personal moments worthy of remembering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowly   ---&gt; ini udah disave dari 15 january kemaren dan gajadi dilanjutin krn gw LUPA kenapa and it means gw juga LUPA mau nulis apa kemaren. Ngek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang jelas, gw kangen nulis blog. Nulis ngapain aja gw dalam seminggu. Nulis hal2 detail ga penting. Nulis perasaan2 labil nan galau. Tsaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan berakhirnya semester ini, gw resmi menjadi anak LITERATURE di semester depan dan selanjutnya. Melihat hasil studi gw semester 5, ko agak2 horror yaa buat ngelanjutin pilihan literature gw ini. Mata kuliah di semester 5 yg berhubungan sm literature hasilnya sungguh jauh bagai langit dan neraka sm matkul2 linguistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to literary research: C+&lt;br /&gt;Poetry: B&lt;br /&gt;Prose: A sih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi literary research gw C+ aja cobaaaaaaa.. Masa iya gw ntar nulis skripsi pake ilmu prose. Zz. Mboh wes. For God's sake, this is holiday! God knows I deserve a good Hole-A-Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw mau ke singapur sama temen2 gw! Harusnya hari ini gw ke jkt buat siap berangkat dr soekarnohatta hari senen jam 21.30. But Mandala dgn suksesnya fucked up our schedule! Mandala bangkrut! Kita gagal berangkat tgl 24! Tiket direfund tapi nunggu sebulan lagi br duit cair. Kampret. Dan senen besok yg harusnya kita sudah menghirup udara singapur, kite malah rencana kerja keras cari tiket buat januari akhir. Haha.. Ironic. God has plan for us, my dear friends. Sabar yaaaa.. Yang penting Syntax gw dapet A. Wakakak bangga abis. Masih lebih bangga ussi sih yg fbnya diapprove sm dosen gw yg jalan pikirannya fenomenal abis itu. Sial. Gw ngeadd dr semester 2, sampe sekarang masih request pending. Kayaknya gw emang harus jd anak literatur dulu biar punya status fb yg isinya pikiran2 kritis nan menawan utk menghilangkan status fb gw yg labil binti galau, baru deh bakal diapprove. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my love life's been uber sweet. I am thankful. For everything. These almost-two-months' been great for me. It makes me realize just how blessed I am, I always been and will always be so. Everything is just right. I'm right where I should be and  I won't ask for anything more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm getting sappy and sleepy. And this post is terribly random. For the time being, have a great holiday, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-8163415121255863367?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/8163415121255863367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=8163415121255863367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/8163415121255863367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/8163415121255863367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2011/01/update-finally.html' title='UPDATE! finally.'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-7607198622348165714</id><published>2010-12-05T22:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:24:33.353+07:00</updated><title type='text'>evol</title><content type='html'>Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-7607198622348165714?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/7607198622348165714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=7607198622348165714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/7607198622348165714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/7607198622348165714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/12/evol.html' title='evol'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-1910789220197329890</id><published>2010-11-24T17:05:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T21:58:22.089+07:00</updated><title type='text'>they make me smile like forever!</title><content type='html'>Hey blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been, what, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two months&lt;/span&gt;?? I still haven't anything to write here. This proves I've got a lot of works to do. And when I say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'work'&lt;/span&gt; I mean a bunch of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philadelphia-related&lt;/span&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi segala sesuatunya sudah selesai pada waktunya. Phils Birthday, Welcome to Talent, Camp Maba are on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have-done list&lt;/span&gt;. And now, i have, at least, one week to take a breath before back to work, thinking about christmas.. For the time being, I gotta make the most out of what little time I have left to just chill and get ready for the xmas event that's waiting for me just round the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like right now, I'm just sitting here, in the warm of my room,  waiting for my class which is starting at 4 p.m., smelling the scent of rain, trying to remember what things which made me smile lately.. I've got plenty of reasons to smile. So I guess, I know what I will talk about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 29th&lt;/span&gt; went out surprisingly with a bang. It was an unusual Friday because there is no Phils fellowship due to midterm test. So I use it for pengurus philadelphia FIB's fellowship. Waktu itu gw bener2 antusias kesenengan karna semua pengurus ngumpuuuul! Ya bisa dibayangin sendiri lah gimana susahnya cari jadwal kosong yg sama di antara 15 orang pengurus ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo pengurus kumpul itu identik dengan curhat2an. So I built the athmosphere sedemikian rupa biar semuanya bisa saling terbuka satu sama lain.. First, I asked their opinion about BPH. Dikarenakan tiap fellowship, cuma BPH yg ga kebagian sharing. Daripada kelupaan jd gw taro di awal. Semua menilai kinerja gw dan yani dan yaaaaak hahahahaha bikin ngelus dada. Ga ada satupun yg bagus yg keluar dari mulut mereka. Kurangnya ketegasan sampe hal2 non sense kayak cara duduk semuanya salaaaaaah. I reacted those things positively, at least I knew that they actually don't like that thing, this thing and yessss i hardly thought how to change those habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, yang dibahas adalah kondisi dan kinerja per komisi. Before that day, many of them told me problems on their own divisions. Hal2 yang bikin mereka selek satu sama lain, hal2 yg bikin gw selalu jerit sama Gusti Yesus saking gatau harus gimana nyeleseinnya. So I just wanted the problems could be cleared on that fellowship. One by one started to speak up. Saking terbukanya sampe bikin ngelus dada tiap ada yang buka suara. Gimana ga, tiap ada yang ngomong, pasti ada yang ngompor2in sampe akhirnya debat ga berujung. Yang ini udah ditenangin, pas ada yang ngomong, ada yang kepancing lagi. Ga abis2.. Ga ko, gw ga pengen mati selama jadi penengah mereka, cuma pengen ditelen bumi sampe fellowship selese :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha mimpi apa gw semalem sampe pengurus2 gw jd crash semua gini. Dikarenakan pada ga sabaran dan kalo ga cepet2 dipotong, bisa2 sampe jam 10 malem fellowship ini ga bakal selese. Akhirnya dengan terpaksa, gw menyerahkan semua masalah2 yang belom selese di dalam doa penutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selese doa, buka mata dan semua teriak &lt;b&gt;"WE LOVE YOUUUUUU"&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan satu kalimat dari Basilea &lt;i&gt;"Kak Atal selalu nanyain keadaan kita, tapi kita semua ga ada yang pernah sekalipun nanya gimana keadaannya kak Atal. Maaf ya kak.. Ini buat kak Atal. Kita semua sayang kak Atal. Dibuka kak kadonya!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buka kado. I stunned and smiled :) Foto pengurus dan sebuah kartu ucapan di mana ada pesan dari ke 14 orang pengurus. Tambah 1 dr kochan :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Tau ga sih kak dari tadi emang kakak ga sadar apa kalo kita semua megang hp? Kita smsan tau kak.. Nih baca nih."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yang tadi itu 70% fiktif ko kaaaaaak.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't have asked for more. I'm happy to know that they gathered and texted behind my back. I finally had what I had always wanted: good communication among them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now just this much closer to become a unity. Ready to face the next seven months with smile or even with big bad problems out there. Nobody's gonna say that it's always gonna be rainbows and butterflies. Fuck-ups are inevitable and difficulties lay ahead. And I hope those will be our stepping stone that will lead us to unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Million of thanks to you guys &lt;b&gt;Yani, Yaya, Natan, Jim, Olin, Icha, Ecca, Adel, Henry, Rey, Yonatan, Ading, Kristine, and Yere&lt;/b&gt; for your sweet, encouraging surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which,  &lt;b&gt;kochan&lt;/b&gt;, thank you for your supports, supports, supports, supports and supports :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 4, I better sign off now. Will let you guys see the pictures &lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53ftvubiI/AAAAAAAABmk/9HCSYfoIoTQ/s1600/behind%2Bthe%2Bscene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53ftvubiI/AAAAAAAABmk/9HCSYfoIoTQ/s400/behind%2Bthe%2Bscene.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543499578079079970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind my back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO54XY_fLPI/AAAAAAAABm0/BTdvrl2ImaA/s1600/fellowship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO54XY_fLPI/AAAAAAAABm0/BTdvrl2ImaA/s400/fellowship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543500534580718834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fellowship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO54XuGxLbI/AAAAAAAABm8/bMSdGav1420/s1600/gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO54XuGxLbI/AAAAAAAABm8/bMSdGav1420/s400/gift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543500540248403378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53gLxhrUI/AAAAAAAABms/dEedhP6j3W4/s1600/card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53gLxhrUI/AAAAAAAABms/dEedhP6j3W4/s400/card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543499586139696450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53fbA-s2I/AAAAAAAABmc/5JgdTD2ATlM/s1600/B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53fbA-s2I/AAAAAAAABmc/5JgdTD2ATlM/s400/B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543499573051175778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53evmQTDI/AAAAAAAABmU/HCeA8Wd9358/s1600/A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53evmQTDI/AAAAAAAABmU/HCeA8Wd9358/s400/A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543499561396358194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53eXuu78I/AAAAAAAABmM/_9PXG4iisTI/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53eXuu78I/AAAAAAAABmM/_9PXG4iisTI/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543499554989469634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goshhhh, I FREAKING LOVE THEM :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-1910789220197329890?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1910789220197329890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=1910789220197329890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1910789220197329890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1910789220197329890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/11/they-make-me-smile-like-forever.html' title='they make me smile like forever!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TO53ftvubiI/AAAAAAAABmk/9HCSYfoIoTQ/s72-c/behind%2Bthe%2Bscene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-4551684391474581585</id><published>2010-09-16T11:55:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T16:20:22.189+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the very late but very sweet KADOS :)</title><content type='html'>Gw punya 2 orang teman yg gw pikir adalah follower dari quote ini: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Better late than never&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu sabtu sore yg dihiasi hujan rintik2, seorang teman mengirimkan pesan singkat yg meminta tolong buat kirimin cerpennya buat lomba ke kantor pos hari senen dikarenakan dia akan pergi mudik dalam beberapa jam lagi. Namanya jg temen yg berakhlak baik, berbudi mulia dan rajin menabung, gw mengiyakan dong. Tau dia mau ke sini, sekalian dong gw nitip beliin oreo di indomaret yg dianggap olehnya adalah politik pertemanan. haha whatevs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setengah jam kemudian dia dateng dengan bungkusan plastik yg gw kira plastik sampah. Ternyata di dalemnya itu amplop cerpen yg harus dikirim, barang2 titipan gw sama satu barang gede yg dibungkus koran. Mengetahui kebiasaan dia yg suka ngebungkus kado pake koran, geer dong gw, nebak ini kado buat gw kan pasti. Tapi dengan sok polosnya dia menggeleng. Terus gw raba2, gw pencet itu bungkusan koran yg rasanya empuk2 enak, sambil bilang &lt;i&gt;"kalo isinya boneka, gw kasih anis ya. Apalagi kalo boneka yg kena hipocetamus kemaren."&lt;/i&gt; Minggu kemaren kita emang abis muter2 MOG dan ngetawain abis2an satu boneka yg badannya kecil bgt tapi kepalanya gedeeeeeee. Mirip anak kena hipocetamus lah pokoknya. Dan membayangkan kalo boneka ini dikasih ke anak kecil penderita hipocetamus pasti bakal tersinggung berat. Intinya kalo isinya boneka gw kasih temen gw yg penggila boneka. Temen gw ini cuma ketawa2 sambil bilang &lt;i&gt;"jahat banget"&lt;/i&gt; sambil pergi dgn motornya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe kamar, gw langsung buka oreo krn uda ngidam tingkat dewa. Lanjut buka bungkusan koran yg ternyata di dalemnya dibungkus lg pake plastik centerpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-CGAOLRI/AAAAAAAABlI/CxX8gpnHm5c/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-CGAOLRI/AAAAAAAABlI/CxX8gpnHm5c/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518244386616257810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bener2 curiga kalo isinya beneran boneka. Pas gw buka ternyata...................... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BACKPACK&lt;/span&gt; dan membuat gw nyengir kuda sepanjang ngecek bagian2 backpack ini sambil takjub ngeliat kertas 3 lembar yg isinya tulisan semua. Tumbennn. Biasanya ucapannya cuma kertas sobekan seiprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-A8bDq7I/AAAAAAAABk4/CjQxdBZ4Dpc/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-A8bDq7I/AAAAAAAABk4/CjQxdBZ4Dpc/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518244366864591794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dear atalya,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Masih jam 6 pagi di sini, di Amerika. Sekarang jam berapa di Kanada? Jadi gak kita ke Swiss dua jam dari sekarang? --&gt; ini adalah surat pembuka impian saya. Wish dreams come true.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pertama-tama, kenapa Orange? Soalnya gw ga punya bolpen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Tapi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Spidol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;lengkaaaap!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merah apik juga.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Sayang abis. Btw, sebenarnya aku mau bikinin video plus nyanyi "Just the way you are" pake pianika. Tapi ntar sore udah harus packing ke Jepang. Trus aku ga bisa main pianika. Kenapa kok ga dibikin dari kemaren" Si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;kalo emang niat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;? Nah, saya memang pemalas tingkat kuda lumping.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Trus gw inget tal, temen gw pas SMP pernah kasih gw surat 4 lembar full bolak-balik tulisan mrepet" sbagai kado ultah; plus alat" make up seperti emping balado. Then I asked my self, why I couldn't make 16 pages full of bacots for Atalya?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Kalo video, gw tau lo bakal susah payah ngidupin komputer; lo tau kan caranya? Pertama nyalain radiator dulu tal, trus teken shut down. Hahajayus abis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Gw mati-matian nih nulis rapi. Capek. Sebelum gw nulis puisi, ada baiknya gw cerita pengalaman unik saya mencari kado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1. Gw tuh tertekan kalo' inget wajah lo yg menghina bgt pas buka kado kaos yg mahal tapi gak worth it dari gw + tsubud. Jadi gw seteres mau kasih kado apaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;2. Gw niat bgt nyari itu converse, dear Atal kebacut! Tapi lo mesti tau ya... dimana-mana gw tuh nyari ukuran kaki 40 gajah gak ada. Adanya 37, 42, 44, sama 62. Haha. Mankanya pas lo beli ukuran kaki 38, gw cuma tereak dari ujung pantat, "guoblook, kupret"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi trnyata gak cukup, kan? Hahaha diam" gw malah tereak makin kenceng di hati.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. So, gw nunggu aja sampe ukuran 40 ada. Sayang, gw bukan Jason yg mau beli sepatu ukuran kegedean buat Cassey. Tapi sampe sekarang tetep gak ada. Ohya, hari trakhir puasa kalo ga salah, gw ke MOG ama temen gw. Nyari setrikaan. Trus gw nemu sandal gitu. Gw belilah buat elo. Trus seketika gw liat dari kejauhan, ada Converse segede kaki lo. Dengan indahnya gw bilang ama temen gw, "Ya udah sendalnya buat kamu aja. Aku tadi rencananya emang pura" beliin buat temanku. Hihi. Slamat ultah ya..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Kebetulan dia ultah 1 Juli --&gt; kebacut. Trus pas gw ke Sport Station, gw salah liat ukuran. Itu 9 1/2 feet. Emang, jgn pernah menilai ukuran kaki dgn mata telanjang. Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Trus, gw nemu satu set alat catok + kriting + papan (model jadul) + gantung = keren. keren. Gw mikir, asik juga nih buat mainan ama tante hedon. Tapi lalu kamu sms ikutan lomba yg hadiahnya alat catokan lucu ada gambar cewek striptisnya. Gw kecewa. Gw terluka. Aih... buat apa lo punya alat catok byk"? Trus juga gak etis kasi alat elektronik. Takut kamu kesetrum.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jadilah, hari terakhir puasa ketika takbir berkumandang; gw ama si kakak ke MOG. Gw bertekad, inilah last hope gw sebelum rencana gw, lo hancurkan lagi. Gw bisa jadi samurai berambut kepang kalau gagal maning.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TeReReNg....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapatlah gw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS BODYPACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang ternyata adalah Laptop Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;astaghfirullah...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, ijo"nya agak norak dan sedikit mengingatkan kita pada Galih Nugroho Adi (apa cuma gw), tapi tal...tas ini tuh yg pualing juombo! yg lain warnanya keren, tapi tak ada yang sebesar ini. Seperti kata pepatah; besar pasak daripada tiang. Lo mau gw beliin tenda? Hah?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi gw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SANGAT TERAMAT BERHARAP&lt;/span&gt;, semoga elo suka dan belum beli bodypack sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;... dan gw putuskan, cinta. Kali ini oh this time... gw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GAK BAKAL MAU&lt;/span&gt;... Liat wajah lo pas buka kado. Gw bisa trauma di tempat. Bisa" taun depan gw beliin mobil...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, akhir kata, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SELaMat ULang taHun yg ke-20&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry for the VeRY LaTe kado.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti kata pepatah; karena nila setitik rusak sungai gangga yg artinya yg penting gw niat. Toh, yg ngerusak segala rencana imdah gw adalah ELONYA sendiri (ama mbak" sports station -_-").&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyhow, gw gak ngedoain lo dapet cowok taun ini. Tapi taun depan. Pas kita trip ke Singapur. Semoga elo ditembak tidak mati di depan sungai kuning di jalur sutra, saat kembang api meletus begitu seronok. Seperti pepatah cina; ni màng ma? ni yòu kòng ma? yang artinya...&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Sept 2010,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUSRINA PRADIPTA A.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Just like my friend, I write...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam&lt;br /&gt;       a&lt;br /&gt;       n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;        i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;        selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;      n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;      t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;      u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;      kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw spechless dan ketawa2 sendiri baca surat sepanjang itu. Terakhir gw dapet surat panjang itu pas SMP. Surat perpisahan dari temen sebangku gw. Berlembar2. Tebel. Dan gw speechless. Dan gw langsung sms temen gw ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA AMPUNNNNNNN YUSRINA PRADIPTA SUMPAH GW KAGEEEEEEEEET TERAMAT KAGET SAMA KADO LOOO... Oke, harusnya gw buka kado ini di dpn lo soalnya dr awal gw bukan bukusan center point yg diiket isolasi ini sampe sekarang gw masih nyengir kuda. AAAAAAAAA BACKPACK..NEVER THOUGHT YOU GIVE THIS THING AS A GIFT!SUMVAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.. Ko unyu bgt sih ci,kmrn gw mikir buat beli backpack lalu tibalah seonggok backpack dari negeri tidar. Makasihhhhhhhhhhhhhh banyakkkkkkk ci! I love you more than you know!cepat balik!!kita rayakan backpack ini!hahaha..muaaaaaaah..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan dibales..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH WA SYUKURLAAAH, gw di jalan deg2an takut lo g suka ama warna ijo2nya. Yeah, i'm unyuuu girl...&lt;br /&gt;Ngapain backpack dirayain sgala. AMPLOP GW KUDU SAMPE BOGOR DGN SELAMAT DAN GW DAPET DUIT 7 JUTA ITU. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;Gw bikin cerpen dadakan tal, baca n komeng y. Kalo jelek ato bingung, bilaaaang...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA BACKPACK MEEEEEEN.. Gw emang sedang dalam misi pencarian backpack buat trip januari. Sangat2 tidak menyangka dapet barang seperti ini dari orang seperti itu. HAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari kemudian, datanglah sms lagi dari seorang teman lainnya. Intinya menanyakan keberadaan gw dan pas tau kalo gw di rumah, dia langsung bilang ada perlu sebentar sama gw. Geer dong gw.. Tumben banget mau ke rumah aja ngomongnya ada perlu. Pasti kado. Hahahahahahahahahaha minggu itu penuh dgn rasa geer. Nunggu sampe jadi batu. Lamaaaaaaaaaaa bgt ga dateng2. Baru deh gw inget gw janjian sama orang terngaret seduniaaaaaa nomer satu sebelum temen gw yg gw ceritain yg sebelum ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia nyampe. Lepas helm. Benerin rambut. Ngaca di spion. Lepas headset. Ngantongin handphone. Lama bangeeeeet. Buka jok motor dan taraaaaaaaaaa... Another black plastic bag! &lt;i&gt;"Buat kamu tal. Selamat ulang taun yaa.."&lt;/i&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA gw dapet dua kado yg dibungkus tas plastik item. Makasyihhhh loh teman2. Kado2 dari kalian emang ga pernah normal (bungkusnya). Ngobroooooooool tapi gw dilarang keras buka bungkusan kado itu di depan dia. Tapi tetep dong ngintip dalemnya. Ada bungkusan plastik planet surf rupanya. Dan gw udah sangat paham, pasti ini orang nyindir gw krn gw emang selalu ngeledekin dia kalo pake tas/topi/kaos atau apapun itu yg keluaran dari planet surf. Dari obrolan panjang nan berliku, intinya dia akan meluruskan rambut kribonya pake ion jepang dan minta gw buat nemenin. Well, whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia pulang. Gw langsung ke kamar. Membabi buta plastik item ini. Buka plastik item. Buka plastik planet surf dan taraaaaaaaaaaaaaa.. SWEATER BIRU yg bikin gw dejavu. haha.. Liat ke lantai, ternyata ada bola kertas yg gw kira kertas coret2an gw yg jatoh. Ternyata kertas ucapan..&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/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-BuK3olI/AAAAAAAABlA/hXio2tKaR_o/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-BuK3olI/AAAAAAAABlA/hXio2tKaR_o/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518244380218466898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-ChtIdRI/AAAAAAAABlQ/0Ad4BGkRetY/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-ChtIdRI/AAAAAAAABlQ/0Ad4BGkRetY/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518244394052384018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEJAVU GA SIHHHHH SWEATER BIRUNYA HAHAHAH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-AifPyOI/AAAAAAAABkw/4S2fvrmKnho/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-AifPyOI/AAAAAAAABkw/4S2fvrmKnho/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518244359902841058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;TAL SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN YA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAAF KADONYA TELAT, LUPA TERUS SOALNYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHEHAHIHUHOUAEIOUEAIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oiya, semoga tambah baik, gak kebacut, baik, gak pelit, baik, gak kebacut, HAHAHAHAHEAIOU...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha well well well makasih banyak teman2ku tersayang. Ko suratnya kompak sih menyatakan kalo gw itu kebacut.. Harus seneng apa sedih nih? Bingung saya. hahahaha.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU, USSI AND TSUBUD!!!&lt;/span&gt; Semoga tambah cakep. Dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh iya kondisi gw sekarang sebenernya lg ngeblog sambil nungguin dijemput tsubud yg mau nyalon lohhh. Janjiannya jam 9 dan sekarang, udah jam 12 dgn indahnya belom ada kabar. haha senyum saya aceeeeem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-4551684391474581585?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/4551684391474581585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=4551684391474581585&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/4551684391474581585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/4551684391474581585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/09/very-late-but-very-sweet-kados.html' title='the very late but very sweet KADOS :)'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TJS-CGAOLRI/AAAAAAAABlI/CxX8gpnHm5c/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-802340287442305588</id><published>2010-09-14T09:42:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T11:06:54.663+07:00</updated><title type='text'>#jamansd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Menurut semua orang, masa SMA adalah masa terindah dari seluruh masa2 yg lo lewatin di bangku sekolah. Iya, masa SMA itu indah, terindah nomer dua buat gw. Yang pertama? Masa2 gw di bangku &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sekolah dasar&lt;/span&gt;. Gw terjebak dalam memori masa SD saat log in twitter tgl 12 september sekitar jam 2 siang. Gw berjam2 terjebak dalam hashtag jamansd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3o_9OzzYI/AAAAAAAABjw/_MFonfUdT2w/s1600/Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3o_9OzzYI/AAAAAAAABjw/_MFonfUdT2w/s400/Q.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516321304064806274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu tweetnya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ucup&lt;/span&gt;, temen SD gw. SD gw damai, katanya.. Iya bener, walaupun kita selalu menguasai hampir seluruh omprengan yg menuju prapatan tiap jam selese sekolah, kita ga pernah tawuran sama SD negeri yg jaraknya cuma beberapa ratus meter atau SD Sang Timur yg sama2 swastanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh iya SD gw di &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SD Budi Luhur&lt;/span&gt; Ciledug. Sebuah SD swasta umum menerima siswa dgn semua agama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3obUdAnUI/AAAAAAAABjQ/DVEWMVrgRIc/s1600/M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3obUdAnUI/AAAAAAAABjQ/DVEWMVrgRIc/s400/M.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516320674643221826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Icha&lt;/span&gt;, temen SD gw juga dan tweetnya emang ga lebay. Semua orang Ciledug pada jaman gw SD, pasti tau SD Budi Luhur berpredikat seperti itu. Dan emang selalu ada terselip rasa bangga kalo pas kecil dulu gw ditanyain &lt;i&gt;'SDnya dimana dek?'&lt;/i&gt; Setiap mereka tau kalo gw anak BL, mereka langsung sembah sujud di kaki gw. Ok, itu lebay. dan sombong. haha.. Paling mereka mempertanyakan kebenaran jawaban gw. Soalnya muka gw ga ada gambaran anak BLnya. Ok, itu jahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw seneng ngeliat #jamansd merajalela di twitter waktu itu. Kenangan2 gw pas #jamansd ga ada abisnya. #jamansd adalah masa sekolah terbebas gw, sebebas pup di celana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3iHpUlnsI/AAAAAAAABiY/_JnhvsopQU8/s1600/F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3iHpUlnsI/AAAAAAAABiY/_JnhvsopQU8/s400/F.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516313739577892546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SD gw angker seperti Sekolah2 lainnya. Pasti lah yaa setiap cerita sekolah pasti punya bab tentang keangkerannya. Dan hantu terfenomenal di SD gw saat itu adalah the one and only: &lt;b&gt;Mister Gepeng&lt;/b&gt;. Plus Suster Ngesot yg dulu  baru naik daun. Dengan berbekal duit recehan, gw dan beberapa temen gw pernah pergi ke telepon umum buat nelpon si Mister Gepeng. Nomer telponnya 7nya 7x (kalo 5nya 7x itu nomer tlpnya Lidya Kandau). Hip bgt waktu itu. Ga kebayang sibuknya Mister Gepeng ngangkatin tlp sepanjang hari. Ternyata Mister Gepeng itu adalah hantu favorit anak SD di Indonesia. Setelah gw tanya ke temen2 gw yg SDnya di kota Malang, hantu sekolah kita ternyata sama. Mister Gepeng buka cabang rupanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa SD adalah masa kejayaan otak gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3lgq-BtRI/AAAAAAAABiw/SZL5z4DgZu4/s1600/I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3lgq-BtRI/AAAAAAAABiw/SZL5z4DgZu4/s400/I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516317468051748114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari kelas 1 sampe kelas 6, cuma satu kali gw mengalami kegagalan dahsyat: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dapet peringkat EMPAT&lt;/span&gt;. Selebihnya selalu ada di tiga besar. Bahkan pas kelas 3 gw sempet dapet beasiswa dimana kriterianya adalah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PINTER&lt;/span&gt; dan diumumin waktu upacara hari senen di depan ratusan ribu siswa SD Budi Luhur. hahah sumpah lebe gila ini gw. Kutukan pinter gw cuma sampe kelas 5 kayaknya. Soalnya di kelas 6, kepinteran gw dilandaskan oleh kepinteran nyontek dan kelihaian membuat contekan. Bahkan gw pernah ketawan nyontek pas ulangan AGAMA KRISTEN. Bahkan tes IQ aja gw nyontek. Bahkan gw ga masuk 10 besar nilai ebtanas tertinggi. Bahkan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nilai ebtanas B.Inggris gw cuma menunjukkan angka 6&lt;/span&gt; (masih lebih bagus nilai B.Sunda gw yg dpt 9)! Ga nyangka sekarang gw jadi mahasiswa Sastra Inggris, bukan Sastra Sunda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin waktu SD kelas 6, otak gw lebih mudah menyerap nama2 orangtua temen2 gw dibanding pelajaran2 yg membutuhkan daya serap tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3lhUiQIhI/AAAAAAAABjA/iJ2fxxluWMw/s1600/K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3lhUiQIhI/AAAAAAAABjA/iJ2fxxluWMw/s400/K.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516317479209542162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw bisa afal nama bapaknya anak2 satu kelas. Gw ingeeeeet, gw pernah lupa nama asli temen gw karena keseringan manggil dia pake nama bokapnya. Fatalnya gw manggil nama bokapnya itu di depan guru gw yg emang lg nyuruh gw buat manggil dia. Instead of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt; (nama aslinya), gw malah manggil dia BAMBANG (nama bokapnya). Bego emang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw suka #jamansd jg karna temen gw saat itu banyaaaaaaak. Biarpun geng2 bertebaran layaknya debu di udara, gw masih sanggup buat temenan sm siapa aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3iGW10JII/AAAAAAAABiA/kIBVgA7pIEY/s1600/B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3iGW10JII/AAAAAAAABiA/kIBVgA7pIEY/s400/B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516313717437113474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama 6 tahun idup di BL, temen2 baik gw silih berganti. Dulu kelas 5 SD gw tergabung dalam geng yg namanya aja kayak perguruan silat: MERPATI PUTIH GENG. Kita punya kartu anggota geng. Jumlah anggota terakhir 13 orang. Tiap Jumat kita kumpul di rumah teman yg bernama &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dela Listiya&lt;/span&gt; buat belajar yg sebenernya cuma awet 5 menit megang buku. Sisanya numpang makan terus masang tampang melas biar dibeliin eskrim. Kita punya uang kas. Tapi uang kas kita kandas buat ngasih surprise wali kelas kita, pak Sugi, yg kita bikinin kue tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelas 6 gw tergabung dalam geng yg agak2 hedon. Untuk pertama kalinya gw jalan bareng temen2 SD gw ke mall yg sangat hip pada jamannya: MALL PURI INDAH. Nonton A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;da Apa Dengan Cinta&lt;/span&gt;, Foto Box, main di casper (semacam dufan mini di mall) dan melakukan hal2 random lainnya. Hanya kita. Bocah2 SD. Di Mall yg bs terhitung gede buat ukuran tinggi anak SD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu kelas 6 gw juga mengalami dilemma pertemanan. Milih temenan sama geng hedon gw yg anak2nya udah gw kenal dari sejak awal masuk SD atau temenan sm temen baru gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3ocuTtcRI/AAAAAAAABjo/NTAzNlT6cyw/s1600/P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3ocuTtcRI/AAAAAAAABjo/NTAzNlT6cyw/s400/P.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516320698763407634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cahyadi&lt;/span&gt; dan adeknya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; pindah ke BL pas kelas 5 dan di kelas 6 lah gw dipertemukan sm Jessica. Tweetnya Sheila bener. Cahyadi songongnya tingkat dewa. Kalo liat mukanya pasti tangan gatel pengen ngegampar deh. Tapi mereka berdua sangat baik dan sangat royal. Bokap nyokapnya ada di Australia, jadi mereka tinggal di rumah tantenya yg terkenal sangat galak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berhubung Jessica ini pas kelas 6 sebangku sm gw, bertemendeketlah gw sama jessica dan otomatis sm cahyadi juga. Dulu kita punya classmeeting. Tiap pulang sekolah anak2 pasti tanding bola antar kelas. Gw sm Jessica selalu nemenin Cahyadi yg emang tiap hari main bola. Nyiapin minum buat anak2 se-tim, nemenin mereka nyari seragam bola sampe kita dibilang manager football clubnya mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica lah orang yg ribet nyari bala bantuan pas tau gw 'dapet' untuk pertama kalinya di sekolah. Dia yg ngajarin gw tetek bengek memakai dan mencuci tampon. Dia kayak pegangan hidup gw lah pokoknya, tiap ada masalah pasti minta tolongnya ke dia. Singkat kata, kita berteman. Sangat sangat dekat. Sampe akhirnya, di akhir2 kelas 6, nyokapnya dateng ke Indonesia dan berniat ngebawa mereka berdua ke Australia. Selesai ebtanas, mereka berdua langsung cabs tanpa nunggu ijazah segala macem. Gw kehilangan sahabat. Dan percaya ga percaya kita tetep terus surat2an sampe SMP. Antar benua. Tukeran foto, tukeran cerita. But as days went past we lost contact with each other. Darn! I forget where I put her letters :( I really miss her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pada akhirnya gw tidak harus memilih harus temenan sm siapa. Gw tetep deket sama geng hedon gw dan sama Jessica. Kenapa gw ga menggabungkan Jessica ke geng hedon gw? Simple, they don't fit each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngemengin tentang pertemanan di BL, ga lengkap kalo ga menyebut nama &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SISKA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3lhHNJPcI/AAAAAAAABi4/I7s6B_L3lwk/s1600/J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3lhHNJPcI/AAAAAAAABi4/I7s6B_L3lwk/s400/J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516317475631349186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hampir semua anak BL angkatan gw pasti punya kenangan sama Siska. Siska anaknya jendral yg kalo bertindak ga pake otak tapi pake otot. Terkenal dengan predikat preman SD BL dan masa kejayaannya adalah waktu kita kelas 3. Hobinya tiap hari jambakin temen sekelasnya yg namanya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mega&lt;/span&gt;. Ngumpulin pasukannya buat nyiksa Mega tiap istirahat. Entah ada dendam apa si siska itu. Tapi mulai naik ke kelas 4, kita udah pinteran dikit. Ga ada berita lagi yg mengatakan masih ada anak yg mau dibegoin siska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temen2 gw waktu SD itu menakjubkan semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak anak kembar!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Winda - Windi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ardi - Arbi&lt;/span&gt;, yg paling fenomenal kembar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ari - Geri&lt;/span&gt; soalnya ga ada mirip2nya, belakangan gw tau kalo itu namanya kembar frontal (kalo ga salah inget).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3oatOItyI/AAAAAAAABjI/fq7uiO8T6o8/s1600/L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3oatOItyI/AAAAAAAABjI/fq7uiO8T6o8/s400/L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516320664111855394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ari - Geri ini agak2 punya bakat ngartis dr kecil. Pas TK jd bintang iklannya Mie Remes. Terus kelas 4 main di &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Petualangan Sherina&lt;/span&gt;. Dan sepulangnya dr shooting film itu, dibawanyalah foto2 Sherina. Awalnya dikasih gratis. Lama2 disuruh bayar. haha.. Bakat bisnis juga ternyata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan banyak juga temen2 gw yg punya bakat BOKEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3lf3guNkI/AAAAAAAABig/RrYqPIxwv24/s1600/G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3lf3guNkI/AAAAAAAABig/RrYqPIxwv24/s400/G.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516317454238627394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master bokepnya BL? Jgn ditanya.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETAN&lt;/span&gt; lah pastinya. Ga sanggup gw ngejelasinnya. Baca aja tweet2 di atas yg YukoBeltran :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School cannot be said as school without teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3iGju_zjI/AAAAAAAABiI/aEMwLnNok10/s1600/C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3iGju_zjI/AAAAAAAABiI/aEMwLnNok10/s400/C.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516313720898178610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our own favourite teacher. Mine is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pak Mulyadi&lt;/span&gt;, guru IPA yg baik bgt ngurusin pendaftaran2 pindah rayon pas gw nyari SMP. The others have theirs. Guru2 kita ya tipikal guru sekolah pada umumnya. Ada yg baik bgt, ada yg galak bgt, dan ada yg centil bgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaknya Etan punya dendam sama guru2 centil macam &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pak Darno&lt;/span&gt; yg selalu manggil gadis2 cantik sepanjang jam pelajaran buat maju ke mejanya diajak ngobrol. Atau &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pak Eli &lt;/span&gt;yg centil juga. Atau &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pak Sugi&lt;/span&gt; yg dipecat setaun setelah angkatan kita lulus akibat kecentilannya yg kelewatan. haha wajar lah berarti kalo murid2nya bakat bokep semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guru tersangar di BL ada 2 orang dan dua2nya bersenjatakan penggaris kayu papan tulis. Satu, guru seni musik yg brewoknya menambah kadar kesangarannya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pak Mulyoto&lt;/span&gt;. Dulu gw sampe afal di luar kepala apa itu legato, nada2 dasar serta urutannya yg pake tanda kres atau mol dan segala macem tetek bengek seni musik lainnya sampe gw diminta nyokapnya Dela buat ngajarin beliau biar beliau bs ngajarin Dela. haha.. Cari aman lah daripada penggaris kayu melayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua, guru agama kristen dan KTK, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bu Loli&lt;/span&gt;. Sangarnya sama. Teriakannya meningkatkan kadar sangarnya. Duh, ini guru ngajarnya emg bener tapi kata2nya kasar tingkat dewa. Ada satu temen gw, Chris yg dipanggil BOTOL (BOdoh dan TOLol) sama dia. Pas kita naik kelas 6 kayaknya dia turun pangkat jadi penjaga perpus. Posisi guru agama diganti sama bu Wanti yg sempet ngegepin gw nyontek :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo diliat dgn kacamata jaman sekarang, ada beberapa pelajaran yg dianggap sangat jadul. Contohnya ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3lgdqd3yI/AAAAAAAABio/pfAaHmabqp8/s1600/H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 101px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3lgdqd3yI/AAAAAAAABio/pfAaHmabqp8/s400/H.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516317464480046882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarpun disketnya bentuk kota segede tempat cd, biarpun harus ngapalin ctrl + segala macem simbol, AT LEAST WE HAVE DOS!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak kejadian2 di SD Budi Luhur yg ga akan pernah gw lupain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3obgaT32I/AAAAAAAABjY/D2J_y4TPPkU/s1600/N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3obgaT32I/AAAAAAAABjY/D2J_y4TPPkU/s400/N.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516320677853126498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Senam poco2&lt;/span&gt; dimana pemimpinnya adalah anak kelas 6 dan ganti2 di setiap jumatnya dan ada rasa takjub jg kalo ditunjuk langsung sm guru buat mimpin poco poco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw pernah sempet jadi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ketua kelas &lt;/span&gt;dan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pemimpin upacara&lt;/span&gt;. Pas masih kelas 5, gw sangat tdk sabar buat naik ke kelas 6 hanya karena yg nyanyiin Indonesia Raya, Mengheningkan Cipta, dan lagu wajib itu cuma anak kelas 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw ekskul drumband setiap hr sabtu dan sempet ikut &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grand Prix Marching Band Junior.&lt;/span&gt; Gw megang belira dan sampe sekarang gw masih afal nada beberapa lagu yg gw mainin pas GPMB Junior itu, the most memorable song is &lt;b&gt;Sirih Kuning&lt;/b&gt;. Pelatih drumband kita kak Indra yg belakangan jg jadi pelatih marching band gw di SMP 75. Kalo pas udah gede gini ngeliat Grand Prix Marching Band, rasanya takjub bgt inget kalo dulu gw jg pernah ikut lomba skala nasional seperti ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kenaikan kelas, SD BL juga punya kebiasaan bikin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perpisahan kelas&lt;/span&gt;. Kelas dihias2, foto2 pake kamera tustel gede item yg masih pake rol film, papan tulis ditulisin kata2 perpisahan pake kapur warna warni, satu kelas patungan buat beli mcd terus makan bareng. Setiap tahun seperti ini terus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadar atau engga, ada satu hal yg belom gw ceritain dari tadi. Cinta monyet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3iFtwpoEI/AAAAAAAABh4/yDkHIRMXzyE/s1600/A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3iFtwpoEI/AAAAAAAABh4/yDkHIRMXzyE/s400/A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516313706409599042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu mungkin satu angkatan tau, bahkan guru2 tau kalo gw cinta (monyet) mati sama &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pandu&lt;/span&gt;! hahaha.. Sampe gw berantem sama temen baik gw, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Violani&lt;/span&gt;, gara2 dia jg suka sama Pandu. Kalo mau tau kegilaan gw ke pandu, gw udah nulis itu di &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://gwbuangeettt.blog.friendster.com/2007/10/flash-back/"&gt;blog lama&lt;/a&gt; gw yg sialnya pernah Pandu temuin secara ga sengaja. Dan dia melapor di wall fb gw kalo dia baca postingan bodoh gw itu. Dan gw saat itu lebih milih ditelan bumi daripada harus baca ulang kata2 dia di wall. Hinaaaaaaaaaaaa! Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasangan happilly ever after waktu #jamansd siapa lagi lah kalo bukan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dewi - Etan&lt;/span&gt;. Lucu banget kalo inget2 Etan yg pernah datengin ke kelasnya Dewi terus main gitar sambil nyanyi lagu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mahadewi&lt;/span&gt; di depan kelas, di depan temen2 satu kelasnya Dewi, di depan guru yg ngajar saat itu atau inget2 Etan yg selalu nganterin Dewi ke depan kompleknya sambil ngegandeng tangan Dewi (ini anak emang dasarnya udah cabul ya gw rasa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha anak2 SD Budi Luhur 2002 terlalu banyak nonton Tersanjung dan Tersayang rupanya, banyak bangeeeeeeeeeeet yg pacaran di saat2 masih manis manis manjanya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu semua masa2 SD. Mungkin gara2 obrolan di twitter ini gw suka secara ga sadar ngeliatin fb page temen2 SD gw. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Semua berubah, physically and mentally&lt;/span&gt;, I guess. Yang dulu pendek botak, sekarang tinggi gondrong khas anak band bgt. Yang dulu udah keliatan nakal bgt, sekarang fotonya gondrong gilaaaaaaa penganut musik hitam2 gw rasa. Yang dulu lemah karena sakit jantung, sekarang masih cungkring namun gondrong, anak band lg. Yang dulu cantiknya masih belom keliatan bgt, sekarang udah jadi artis. Yang dulunya pendiem abis parah2an, sekarang jadi artis ftv. Yang dulunya punya predikat cewe preman, sekarang fotonya girly parah dan kuliah di nagri. Yang dulunya polos gila2an, ga pedenya tingkat dewa, sekarang udah jd clubber ibu kota. Ada juga yg udah jadi beatboxer handal. Ya ampun semuanya &lt;b&gt;ber.u.bah.&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan semua isi timeline gw saat itu, tweet temen2 SD, fb page temen2 SD gw, ngebuat gw sangat sangat kangen dan mendadak pengen reunian lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3iHVbi7lI/AAAAAAAABiQ/AXIP_gOkLDo/s1600/D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3iHVbi7lI/AAAAAAAABiQ/AXIP_gOkLDo/s400/D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516313734238367314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reuni pertama kita setelah ENAM tahun ga ketemu diadain &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oktober 2007&lt;/span&gt; di Pronto PIM yg berhasil mengumpulkan lebih dr 50anak. Serunya luar biasaaaaaa karena 6 tahun ga ketemu sampe dijutekin waitress2nya Pronto karena semuanya ga ada yg santai ngomongnya, teriak2 semua. haha sukses pertama gw jd EO reuni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reuni kedua dibikin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juli 2008&lt;/span&gt; di SD tercinta pas kita udah lulus SMA dan akan masuk bangku kuliah. Nostalgianya dapet tapi kurang akrab soalnya SD Budi Luhur kegedean meeeeen.. Semuanya mencar2 nyari spot2 kenangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reuni ketiga semoga terlaksana taun 2012 saat kita (mudah2an) udah lulus kuliah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ampun, i'm glad to be one of them.. Bisa kompak dan kenal sama satu angkatan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-802340287442305588?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/802340287442305588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=802340287442305588&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/802340287442305588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/802340287442305588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/09/jamansd.html' title='#jamansd'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TI3o_9OzzYI/AAAAAAAABjw/_MFonfUdT2w/s72-c/Q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-1424118149240272760</id><published>2010-08-21T18:46:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:35:04.298+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Lasts Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aduh kasian blog ini diupdate hanya sekali sebulan sama yg punya. Blame twitter! Blame those TONS of activities! Well, karena melihat pesan dari Yuna di shoutbox, gw memutuskan untuk membaca arsip2 lama gw juga buat nge-boost mood nulis gw dan ngeliat segimananya sih postingan gw bisa menginspirasi orang *sombong*. Ngebaca arsip2 lama itu ngebuat gw semakin kangen nulis detail kayak dulu *bahkan bahan gosipan aja gw tulis*, ngebuat gw jg semakin berkaca sama hidup gw yg sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, i'm TWENTY now! Ulang tahun gw juli kemaren sangat sangat beda loh sama tahun lalu. Juli kemaren, gw keliling ke rumah sodara2, dalam rangka gw lagi pulang ke Jakarta dan emang jarang ketemu kan sama sodara2 di jakarta. No, mereka gatau hari itu gw ulang taun. Ga ada ucapan selamat, apalagi kado. Dan ulangtaun gw hari itu ditutup dengan obrolan berat dan berisi a la gw dan bokap *apalagi yg berat kalo bukan ngomongin k-e-l-u-a-r-g-a* haha beda sama taun lalu di mana SEMUA temen gw ngumpul di rumah, makan2, kado, surprise, ketawa, senyuman. But then i realize this is how God try to grow my mindset up about a thing called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b.i.r.t.h.d.a.y.&lt;/span&gt; :) roger that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God also try to change my mindset about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;f.r.i.e.n.d.s.h.i.p. &lt;/span&gt;Berhubung gw barusan re-read arsip2 lama taun 2008an, masih fresh bgt di kepala gw, siapa aja yg DULU ngisi hari2 gw. Kalo dulu gw sangat sangat mendewakan TIGA sahabat gw pas SMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/THTwd58c1sI/AAAAAAAABgQ/coUMl5IREI4/s1600/mcd+kemang+-+waiting+for+the+cost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/THTwd58c1sI/AAAAAAAABgQ/coUMl5IREI4/s400/mcd+kemang+-+waiting+for+the+cost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509292640742201026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gw berkaca sama hari ini. Pas gw pulang ke jkt bulan lalu, yg BISA gw temui cuma satu orang. Ke mana yg DUA lagi? Gw mention di twitter buat ngajak jalan pun ga dibales. Emosi? Kagaaaaak.. Lucu aja dulu pas awal2 kuliah, gw sampe bela2in pulang tiap liburan buat ketemu mereka :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan dulu gw juga berhasil membangun SUPER MEGA GIGA comfort zone gw bersama I CLASS. Ke mana2 bareng, usaha mati2an bareng2 buat jadi juara di semua bidang pas Performance Competition, bikin baju kelas, nyewa villa khusus buat latian performance, diforum bareng2 sama dosen se-fakultas akibat arogansi kelas kita, membela mati2an saat satu dari kita punya masalah dan masih banyaaaaaaaaaaak lagi hal2 lainnya yg bikin miris kalo berkaca sama hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/THTwdKiD-HI/AAAAAAAABgA/cXI41xPRiwU/s1600/the+day+-+winner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/THTwdKiD-HI/AAAAAAAABgA/cXI41xPRiwU/s400/the+day+-+winner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509292628015052914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 September nanti ulangtaun ke-2nya I CLASS. Taun lalu Nanda sampe bela2in nraktir semua anak I CLASS buat ngajak 'ayok kita kumpul bareng lagi' karena saat itu kita udah mulai kepencar2. 1 september taun ini? Entah apa masih ada yang peduli sama apa yg kita punya di tahun pertama kita kuliah dulu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is surely change my mindset about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; p.h.i.l.a.d.e.l.p.h.i.a.&lt;/span&gt; Ini tahun ketiga gw bersama keluarga besar phils dan tahun kedua gw jadi pengurus phils. Dulu gw obses bgt ikut organisasi rohani di kampus. Pas di SMA, gw bukan tipikal orang yg tiap minggu harus ke gereja atau tiap hari harus saat teduh. Tapi pas gw pindah ke malang, gw pikir emang cuma Tuhan yg gw punya ketika gw lagi galau tingkat tinggi di awal2 kepindahan gw. Semua berjalan kayak udah direncanain Tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di tahun pertama gw bareng phils pun, gw ga ngerasa gw ada di sebuah keluarga. Gw bertahan di phils karena gw sangat butuh Tuhan saat itu. Di tahun kedua, gw dipercayakan jadi pengurus. Kacaunya, motivasi gw mulai salah waktu itu. Gw ngelakuin semua jobdesc gw bukan karena Tuhan lg, tapi karena phils. Bahkan dulu gw sempet berpikir hari gw dibeli sama philadelphia, tiada hari tanpa rapat, dsb. Tapi di tahun ke dua ini gw mulai sangat merasa homey di philadelphia. Di akhir kepengurusan, gw malah merasa sayang sama keluarga baru gw ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_KOkvlubILmc/THTwdQ4AmwI/AAAAAAAABgI/MZoaUXFHq1A/s1600/together.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/THTwdQ4AmwI/AAAAAAAABgI/MZoaUXFHq1A/s400/together.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509292629717719810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan di tahun ketiga ini gw dipercaya jadi ketua fakultas. Sebenernya gw mau kayak temen gw di kepengurusan taun lalu yg ga ngerasa terbeban lg jadi pengurus phils. Gw mau kayak temen2 phils lainnya di FIB yg bisa ga mikirin phils sama sekali. Gw mau kayak temen gw yang bisa nolak waktu dia dikasih kepercayaan jadi ketua. Tapi gw ga bisa kayak mereka. Gw peduli. Gw terbeban. Gw sayang sama keluarga ini karena mereka yg ngajarin gw dari nol untuk punya HPDT yang baik. Gw rindu bgt nantinya akan ada orang2 kayak gw yg diubahkan melalui phils ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejujurnya gw ga siap jadi ketua. Perasaan gw masih bermain dalam porsi yg sangat besar dibanding logika gw. Gw suka sedih kalo tau pengurus gw punya pikiran dan motivasi yg salah kayak gw dulu. Gw takut ga bisa jadi pemimpin rohani yg baik, yg bisa ngejaga kesatuan hati semua anggota phils yg udah Tuhan percayakan, yg bisa mengkader dgn baik. Tapi emang dasar keluarga, pasti ada aja orang2, entah itu kakak2 phils, saudara2 ktb, temen2 kepengurusan taun lalu, temen2 phils yg seangkatan, adek2 di phils dan yang pasti temen kepengurusan taun ini yg ada di belakang gw, nopang gw setiap gw mengalami kegalauan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan setiap gw berkaca lewat arsip2 lama blog gw, nothing lasts forever. Things change. People change. I change. I just hope that what's good stays forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Another big sappy post, anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-1424118149240272760?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1424118149240272760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=1424118149240272760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1424118149240272760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1424118149240272760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/08/nothing-lasts-forever.html' title='Nothing Lasts Forever'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/THTwd58c1sI/AAAAAAAABgQ/coUMl5IREI4/s72-c/mcd+kemang+-+waiting+for+the+cost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-6613833151913665838</id><published>2010-07-28T14:39:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T15:44:59.903+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningful words'/><title type='text'>MEANINGFUL night ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Berawal karena kengangguran yg menghujam gw di suatu tengah malam yg sebenernya sih sedang mengharapkan gratis data dari provider kesayangan. Dapet gratis datanya sih terhitung mulai jam 12 malem setiap harinya tapi harus ngabisin minimal Rp 610 dulu baru dapet gratisan. Berhubung status masih sendiri, ga ada yg bisa disms buat menye2, akhirnya gw end up melihat inbox dan mencari sms2 yg belom sempet gw bales due to kepikunan dan kemalasan mengetik sms. Ketemu deh satu sms seseorang yg belom gw bales yg kemudian menjadi korban kebiadaban jempol tangan gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;11.51pm&lt;br /&gt;Hae Ataaaaaalll..&lt;br /&gt;Dirimu g begadang lg a?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;12.25am&lt;br /&gt;Hai kochaaaan sorry td hpku di kamar.sudah tidur kah dirimu?aku sedang menonton begadang.hihi..lucuuuuuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.27am&lt;br /&gt;yaaaah ko udah tidur sih kak..ga asik ahhh sik sik sik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;12.30am&lt;br /&gt;sek tho..sabar..sabar.. q ganti channel dlu ke 3..&lt;br /&gt;q gi nonton the A-team neh..qm nginep dmn lg skrg? tmn smp mu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.31am&lt;br /&gt;Udah mari.. A team di trans yaaaa?tentang apakah ini?udah lama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;12.33am&lt;br /&gt;bukan,, nonton d lepi..barusan dpt stok pilem dr ank yehezkiel.. :-)&lt;br /&gt;qm jd balik mlg tgl 2?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.34am&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaaah kan memberi harapan palsu dr kemaren.kirain film2 itu ada di trans tv smua.. Jd kaaak..eh emg aku ngasihtau kochan yaa kalo mau plg tgl 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.48am&lt;br /&gt;mau internetan.tp blm 610.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.50am yaaah kan ga bs cek pulsa..zzz deh nih 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;12.50am&lt;br /&gt;tiap mlm tu qm begadang spy bs internetan tah? ckckck.. teknologi warnet uda g berlaku yow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.51am&lt;br /&gt;udah 610 belom yaaaah.hahaha maaap ya kak menyampah di inbox..ga lah..krn ga bs tidur jdnya harus 610 tgh malem.biar internet bs menemani.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.51am&lt;br /&gt;rcti nih film apa sih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.52am&lt;br /&gt;oh behind enemy lines deng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.54am&lt;br /&gt;kaaaaaaaak bingung nih ospek.mulai kan tgl 4 yah.aku nyampe tgl 3 masa.huhuhu kayak ga ada tanggung jawabnya yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.55am&lt;br /&gt;serbia tuh benua apa sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.57am&lt;br /&gt;nato tuh apa sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;12.58am&lt;br /&gt;duh kesian nih pesawat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.00am&lt;br /&gt;yaoloh misil cepet bgt deh jalannya...ko bs ya nembak...ckckck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.01am&lt;br /&gt;keren nih kak filmnya...tontonlah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.02am&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha udah brp inbox nih aku??eh ijo putih merah bendera negara mana yaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.03am&lt;br /&gt;yaelah katro bgt sih 3 ga bs cek pulsa kalo tengah malem.eh kak,internet kan gratis ya,ko jarang sih update twitter??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.03am&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhh!!!!!! brhentilah sms yg gak guna gituuuuu!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yakinkan dirimu lek qm uda abisin lbh dr 610 rupiah!! ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.05am&lt;br /&gt;yaaah dimarahin..enak ternyata kalo smsnya bertepuk sebelah tangan.lagi ya lagi??gapapa ya gapapaaaa???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.05am&lt;br /&gt;twitter? sering kok..&lt;br /&gt;sminggu 5x update tu uda bagus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.07am&lt;br /&gt;Sehari tuh 20 tweet kak..rugii gratis internet ga dipake.emang biasa dipake buat apaan?fb jg jarang update..buka situs ga bener ya.hahahaha... Pikiran selebar pantat bgt deh.tau internet cuma sebatas twitter sm fb.huhuhu...kasihani adikmu ini kak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.08am&lt;br /&gt;eh kalo ada yg mau di jawab smsku,jawab aja kak...hahahahaha padahal bothering bgt..gapapa lah yaa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.08am&lt;br /&gt;inbox ku penuh Tall.. isine namamu thok!!! +_+&lt;br /&gt;haduh..&lt;br /&gt;lek pgn cpt dpt 610,, pake'en nelpon ae..cpt dptx..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.09am&lt;br /&gt;gamau..nelpon ntr dikacangin nonton sih.tenang kak,ada teknologi yg bernama delete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.10am&lt;br /&gt;lg galau nihhh..galau,labil..apapun itu.. mau beli converse, mahal banget. Sedih deh.padahal mengidam2kan itu sejak nenek masih muda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.11am&lt;br /&gt;internet tuh buat nyari game..film terbaru.. lagu ngetop.. videonya ariel.. luna maya.. cut tari.. trus buat nyari fotox gita gutawa jg..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.14am&lt;br /&gt;ko bisa?emang disambungin ke komputer?tentara amerikanya kesian ih.ketangkep gituuu.Mau ditembak.labil nih org2 serbia.padahal serbia pun tak tau ada di benua apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.14am&lt;br /&gt;teknologi delete di hapeku agak terbelakang,, dy g bs delete all.. jd yo kudu kriting dulu jariku..beli o converse china ae,, dijamin murah meriah.. tr nyampe mlg beli lg yg baru..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.15am&lt;br /&gt;yo gapapa ta kak.. .amal loh membaca keluh kesah orang lain.. di tulis di blog aja..lucu lucu imut gmn kan tuh smsku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.18am&lt;br /&gt;galaaaaaau... dr kemaren ngeliat orang pacaran terus.huaaaa i'm 20..targetku 26 udah punya ph.6 thn lg bayangkan.but here i am,still available.menyedihkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.18am&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha peduli amat yaaa kak.....duh banyak curcol nih.tolong!jempol ku ga bs di stop.gimana dong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.20am&lt;br /&gt;yah ko pending sih sms terakhir.. I know i know pasti kochan lgsg matiin hp dehhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.26am&lt;br /&gt;yaaah beneran sms bertepuk sebelah tangan nih.yaudah kak,selamat menonton.....fyi, behind enemy line bagus lohhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.28am&lt;br /&gt;ckckck.. be patient please.. +_+&lt;br /&gt;ne jariku msh delete sms2 yg jadul2..ph? halah..tenang ae,, life is still a long journey..&lt;br /&gt;nikmati ae dulu..ph mah pasti ada kok entar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.32am&lt;br /&gt;smsmu bnr2 bikin rekor baru.. yaitu sms trbanyak yg bikin hapeku nge-hang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.33am&lt;br /&gt;yaaak iklan...masih dgn A team kah kak? Hahahaha amin ph udah disiapkan.tp skrg aku lebih berharap dpt converse classic dibanding dpt ph.hahahahaha ko iso ngehang sih?hp kochan ngefans kah sm smsku?ngehengnya gmn kak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.36am&lt;br /&gt;enak yaaa kalo filmnya tengah malem..iklannya dikit...eh uda liat iklan axis yg br?huahuahuahua guoblooooook puoooooooool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.37am&lt;br /&gt;duh nyamuk di sini gede2 amat dah..eh kak setelah melihat sent items,ternyata banyak bgt yaah..ta taro blog ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.38am&lt;br /&gt;iyo,, ne msh ber A-team ria..jiaaahh..qm hrs maklum dunkz.. hape cinoku kn g cerdas,, lek ada sms yg dtg bertubi2 msk kantong smsx,, ne hape jd linglung en ngerestart dhewe..ckckck..lumayan buat menyulut emosiku!!!opo'o dgn axis yg baru?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.40am&lt;br /&gt;sumpah kak, bales pertanyaanku yg ini... SERBIA DI BENUA SEBELAH MANA YA? hahaha sabar yaaa itu artinya hp kochan harus dalam keadaan fresh pas nerima smsku. Iklan axis yg itu lohh..yg orang gede ngambil lolipopnya anak kecil..gatau nonton tv a?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.42am&lt;br /&gt;wes mau jam 2...besok aku ke kebumen...mending tidur apa nonton film ini sampe abis sambil ngelanjutin sms2 penting ini yaaa..aduh itu pilihan terberat dlm hidupku.hahai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.43am&lt;br /&gt;serbia tuh yo di eropa lah.. belon pindah ke australy kok..hikz,, gmn mw fresh wong smsmu ngalir tiada henti.. T_T Q g pernah nonton tipi.. :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.44&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GODDDDDNESSSSSS KETANGKEP DEH NIHH NAVIGATOR AMERIKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.45am&lt;br /&gt;lanjutin ae smsmu.. blm cukup banyak buat dimasukin blog..idih,, aktor lek ketangkep mah yo cm pura2 menderita.. bullshit tuh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.46am&lt;br /&gt;ternyata oh ternyata tentara serbianya lebih bodoh...iya deh kak udahan deh udahann... cobalah tonton tv..tv indonesia tdk sehina itu ko.ah aku tau!pasti ini krn ga ada stasiun tv di gunung.sabar ya kak, God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.49am&lt;br /&gt;ckckckck..&lt;br /&gt;no words i can say more..&lt;br /&gt;+_+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.54&lt;br /&gt;Mati deh mati deh mati deh snipernya nemu aja deh tuh bocah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;1.56am&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to say anything.just sit back, relax and enjoy the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.56am&lt;br /&gt;eh Tal,, qm berbakat deh kykx utk jd pendongeng sblm tidur.. tp critane ojok soal perang ngono a..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;1.57am&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i've already enjoyed ur tons of sms'.. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.02am&lt;br /&gt;jd gini kak,itu pilot sm navigatornya nato itu melewati daerah terlarang.di serbia kayaknya...pilotnya mati ditembak.skrg tinggal nyisa naviatornya aja deh.tp selama perjalanan menghindari pasukannya serbia, si navigator ini malah nemu hal2 yg harusnya tidak diketahui tentara amerika.yaaa begitulah.klise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.03am&lt;br /&gt;udah tidur ya kak?capek ya baca smsku?yaah bisa2 bangun jam 1 siang nih aku besok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.04am&lt;br /&gt;geuleuhhh kalo film tengah male gini iklan cuma 2 biji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.06am&lt;br /&gt;wow keren..skarang navigator itu ganti seragam jd seragam tentaranya serbia.sekarang lg nunggu di jemput nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.09am&lt;br /&gt;ah cape ahhhh..kasian tentara ini.film bohong..tegaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.11am&lt;br /&gt;baca smsmu c g capek,, yg capek tu milah2 mana sms jadul yg hrs q buang..smntara smsmu antri mw masuk k hapeku.. +_+&lt;br /&gt;emg filme blm selesai2 yo?&lt;br /&gt;lha bsk qm k kebumen jm piro? lapo c?&lt;br /&gt;smg qm iso bangun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.15am&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha lebay dong ya smsku sampe ngantri gt..kayak beli sembako.blom selese.. Tuh kalo nontonnya sambil ngetik tuh ga bakal ngantuk kak.kayak worldcup dulu.bsk jam 3 brgkt nih.ke tempat mbah dr bpk ku..kan mumpung di sini mesti keliling2.tp belom packing.belom nyetrika baju yg mau dibawa jg.perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.16am&lt;br /&gt;aku deg2an liat film ini.plis aku bener2 deg2an.GIMANA DONGGGGGGG AAAAAAAA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.19am&lt;br /&gt;tentara2 amerika itu setia kawan semua yaaaa...atau cuma di film.. but it's a big no no to have a soldir to be a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.19am&lt;br /&gt;udah,, packing aja skrg..&lt;br /&gt;ganti channel lek qm degdegan.. cari film romance.. trus bikin kopi item.. top deh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.20am&lt;br /&gt;Ah typo.i mean soldier.ta ado film romantis jam segini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.21am&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. qm pgn dpt husband opo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.22am&lt;br /&gt;a team udah abis kaaaak?gila ini batre hp sampe lowbet... tau ga td aku nonton film yg cukup memalukan sebenarnya.what you did on facebook.hahaha... Dan aku pgn punya husband kayak renoo di film itu..sangat sangat sangat tipe saya sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.24am&lt;br /&gt;haduh..film opo maneh iku? film indo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.26am&lt;br /&gt;kak kau tidak tidur?tidurlah sebelum ditidurkan. Iyo film indo.diajak nonton sm temen tk ku.huhu menyenangkan hati teman. SUMPAH INI NGEBUNUH NYAMUK JAM SEGINI PAKE APA YAA?GA KUKUUUUUUU DIISEP TERUS DARAHKU. oh my god!sniper sudah menemukan sang navigator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.27am&lt;br /&gt;tapi navigator lebih pintar dr sniper serbia ini.preeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.28am&lt;br /&gt;sniper ditonjok dan dibunuh pake kembang api. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.28am&lt;br /&gt;udah bobo kak?bsk bangun jam 5 yah?hahahahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.29am&lt;br /&gt;navigator vs film indo..&lt;br /&gt;which one is better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.30am&lt;br /&gt;passion of the christ is the best. meeeen video klip es teh 12 ga banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.31am&lt;br /&gt;RCTI LABIL. Film udah mau selese, iklannya br banyak.zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.32am&lt;br /&gt;YA AMPUNNNN SNIPERNYA SIH EMANG DIMATIIN SAMA NAVIGATORNYA.TAPI ABIS ITU DATANGLAH TANK BEJIBUN.BUSET...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.33am&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaattaaaaaaaalllll...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.33am&lt;br /&gt;lek qm iso bangun jm 5,, tak traktir hokben!!! huahahahah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.34am&lt;br /&gt;opo kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak?diujung tanduk nih nyawa s i navigator..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.36am&lt;br /&gt;UYEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH TENTARA AMERIKA SETIA KAWAN. mereka berhasil menyelamatkan navigator...ok.it's time to sleep..ok,traktir hokben yooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.38am&lt;br /&gt;LEK KAMU BANGUN JAM 5!!&lt;br /&gt;lek bangun jam 1 yo qm sing traktir aq..&lt;br /&gt;wkwkwkwkwk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.41am&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY!SUMPAH DEMI APA YA KAK...PAS AKU BUKA KAMAR..ADA TIKUS GEDE BANGET..HUAAAAA JD PARNO TIDUR.GIMANA DONG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.47am&lt;br /&gt;do not sleep..&lt;br /&gt;wait 'till 5 am..&lt;br /&gt;and u'll get the hokben..!!&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;2.48am&lt;br /&gt;bener ya kak!!!!!you'll see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.51am&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting to see.. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kochan&lt;br /&gt;2.58am&lt;br /&gt;have u sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha dan demikianlah jempol biadab gw berakhir mengenaskan. Ketiduran kayak orang mati dan baru bangun jam 11 pagi harinya. What a hell-a-day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*kalo kata bagus bagas bugus*&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-6613833151913665838?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6613833151913665838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=6613833151913665838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6613833151913665838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6613833151913665838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/07/meaningful-night.html' title='MEANINGFUL night ;)'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-1059093347328889096</id><published>2010-07-12T02:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T02:41:27.787+07:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat ulang tahun, pak ketua :)</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to a friend named Eliezer. I write this post due to my promise to make him a writing a couple of months ago. Well actually his birthday is on July 12th, so i hope this writing can be a lovely birthday gift for him. Eventhough i basically don't know what i will write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know him since I made a contribution in PMK Philadelphia. Kita satu kepengurusan and yes, he is our leader. It's been like almost a month i didn't meet him. For the record, he is not that tall for boys' standard of height, he is well-build, light brown-skinned, and loopy-smiled guy of sundanese descent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is friendly, he is so confidence, but he cried very easily ;) he is very popular with girls, especially the ones called maba. hahaha.. I remembered how he got troubles from his girlfie because of unknown maba who always sent him text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all he is a really good buddy. It is always nice talking to him, listen to his weird yet funny words which always came up in every meeting we had. Tapi biasanya kata2 itu akan menjadi populer seiring waktu berjalan, kayak 'sepaneng'. Rapat2 philadelphia yg ngebahas hal2 berat pasti identik sekali dgn kata ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezer selalu jadi batu yg kuat buat teman2 pengurus lainnya. Selalu terlihat baik2 saja di saat dia mencapai titik terlemahnya. Bahkan hanya tersenyum saat ada yg menusuknya dari depan. Dia selalu memperhatikan yg lain tapi mungkin jarang mendapatkan perhatian dari yg lain. Tidak jarang dia selalu mengirim sms setiap hari minggu, mengirim sms kata2 motivasi dan ayat2 alkitab, tapi saya yakin sekali tidak banyak juga yg membalas atau sekedar mengucapkan terimakasih, termasuk saya sebenarnya. He jabbered it in additional pembekalan for BPH position a couple of months ago and i really feel guilty. I am really sorry zer to become that insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly always adore his way of thinking, his way to control emotion, his way to perceive critics from others, or even his way to become the only calm one in a hot discussion, but still nobody's perfect :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I know that almost everybody has something in their lives that they can't talk about, so does ezer. Painful secrets, i might say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this very special moment, there is a special shoutout to Eliezer. Happy birthday, bro! Whatever you will go through this year and the following years, do remember to stay strong in the name of Jesus, buddy! My support always goes out to you. God bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-1059093347328889096?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/1059093347328889096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=1059093347328889096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1059093347328889096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/1059093347328889096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/07/selamat-ulang-tahun-pak-ketua.html' title='selamat ulang tahun, pak ketua :)'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-6374389777977145318</id><published>2010-07-08T20:13:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:23:11.700+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socializing'/><title type='text'>Family Moments Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While my friends was having exam at the end of june, I enjoyed my extra short holiday to the most. This holiday was actually not be slacking off and going bankrupt. It's about time to have family holiday. Might be a very good way to start having approach with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bali with a not-really-small-and-not-really-big number of people, 14. We rented a medium bus and headed to Bali on 28th of June. Before off to Bali, all of my grandmother's grandchildren had a photo session at studio 8 in the afternoon. Tumben2an lah semua cucu uti gw kumpul lengkap kap dari yg paling tua sampe yg paling kecil. 10 biji lengkap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, before having photo session, I had SPM final exam first. So 28th of June became the most hectic day on that month, final exam - family's photo session - heading to Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result of our pictures are AWESOME. Here are some of the pictures of our family moments together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeWl9JfLI/AAAAAAAABeo/zjToPFlWrAQ/s1600/blog+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeWl9JfLI/AAAAAAAABeo/zjToPFlWrAQ/s400/blog+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491750906607795378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left Malang at 4 but there are some things which make it became 5 o'clock! First, my uncle's bb was left out at home and so does my aunt's identity card. Semua heboh. Bis berhenti di blimbing dan nungguin orang rumah nganterin barang2 itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Bali at 2 a.m. then had a very late dinner in a resto and there we watched football match between brazil and sorry-i-forget-the-other-team. After that, we picked up the tour guide in i-don't-know-where and we directly went to tanjung benoa and arrived at 9 WITA. There we had breakfast at barracuda. Nasigorengnya rasa tawar tapi harganya selangitt. Minyaknya pake bensin barangkali. Untungnya tante gw siap sambel bajak sama sambel goreng teri kacang. Bener2 jadi penyelamat bgt di barracuda. Dari tanjung benoa, kita ke pulau penyu and i really didn't like to be there. Udah kayak tempat eksploitasi hewan. Semua hewan yg ada dijadiin objek foto memenuhi hasrat narsis manusia. Bayangin aja, penyu umur 70 taun kakinya keinjek2 akibat sangat sangat ramainya orang2 yg rebutan foto sm penyu2 raksasa ini. Ular dibuang bisanya biar aman kalo dideketin manusia. Burung hantu, kelelawar, elang, meeeeeeeeen bener2 deh manusia -.-"&lt;br /&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/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeXKaxOdI/AAAAAAAABew/93-ZWIxQqs8/s1600/blog+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeXKaxOdI/AAAAAAAABew/93-ZWIxQqs8/s400/blog+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491750916395710930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah menikmati penyiksaan-secara-tidak-langsung hewan2 itu, kita balik lg ke tanjung benoa dan menikmati banana boat. And it was my very first time going around the sea by banana boat. So woooow!&lt;br /&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/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaaHQTB7mI/AAAAAAAABeA/U0Ytb1DBjK4/s1600/blog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaaHQTB7mI/AAAAAAAABeA/U0Ytb1DBjK4/s400/blog+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491746245049445986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus makan di Jimbaran yg notabene lebih ok dibuat tempat dinner. Tp no probs sih. Siang2 gt pantainya berasa milik sendiri. Kejar2an sana sini, jorok2an sampe basah dan penuh pasir. Benar2 norak ketemu pantai.&lt;br /&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/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeXk9TwCI/AAAAAAAABe4/TrhgbRYwC6Y/s1600/blog+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeXk9TwCI/AAAAAAAABe4/TrhgbRYwC6Y/s400/blog+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491750923519901730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu ke pura di uluwatu yg menjual pemandangan tebing dan pemandangan monyet2 nyari kutu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDah8fb1KWI/AAAAAAAABfI/AzM-zNR5eKE/s1600/blog+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDah8fb1KWI/AAAAAAAABfI/AzM-zNR5eKE/s400/blog+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491754856227350882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeX0kJoyI/AAAAAAAABfA/qAw3WXgLmpg/s1600/blog+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeX0kJoyI/AAAAAAAABfA/qAw3WXgLmpg/s400/blog+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491750927709348642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ke garuda wisnu kencana yang menjual pemandangan patung2 raksasa yg baru setengah jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, berhenti di tempat2 itu cuma sejam haha benar2 formalitas. Yang penting udah menginjakkan kaki di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDah8w5HMPI/AAAAAAAABfQ/v3t0BzJ9M64/s1600/blog+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDah8w5HMPI/AAAAAAAABfQ/v3t0BzJ9M64/s400/blog+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491754860913570034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan selesailah trip hari pertama. Terus check in di hotel yg udah dipesen dari 3 bulan sebelumnya *ga kurang niat apalagi kita*. Untungnya dapet hotel persis di depan kuta, jadi bisa melanjutkan kenorakan di jimbaran tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day. First destination is watching Barong dance di tempat yg entah namanya apa. That was very good performance dan semakin mem-boost saya untuk belajar tarian daerah satu ajaaaaaa. Buset niat ikut unitantri udah dari seabad yg lalu aja ga kesampean terus.&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/_KOkvlubILmc/TDah9dLioHI/AAAAAAAABfY/zJ5lN2ohUIM/s1600/blog+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDah9dLioHI/AAAAAAAABfY/zJ5lN2ohUIM/s400/blog+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491754872802025586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu ke pengrajin perak lalu cabs ke kintamani, menikmati gunung batur yg benar benar benar benar keren!!! Stop di sebuah restaurant buffet yg hanya menjual pemandangan saja, rasa makanannya bener2 biasa! zzz heran deh gw sama makanan2 di bali. Tapi danau baturnya emang keren sih and i just wonder seberapa keren danau toba di sumatera sana.. Aih Indonesiaaaaaaaa :)&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/_KOkvlubILmc/TDah9280c9I/AAAAAAAABfg/-7hbU_r3nuc/s1600/blog+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDah9280c9I/AAAAAAAABfg/-7hbU_r3nuc/s400/blog+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491754879719601106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next destination is sukowati yg benar2 menjadi surga gelang nomer dua setelah malioboro! Hampir gajadi ke sana dikarenakan pakde gw harus udah ada di hotel jam 5. Tapi gw, mbak ita, mbak ima sebagai kaum hawa menolak keras hal itu dan tetep ngotot mau ke sana. Akhirnya ke sukowati biarpun dikasih jatah cuma setengah jam. Raja tega emanggggg :( Dari sukowati pas udah nyampe daerah kuta, kita, kecuali si pakde, di drop di joger dan melanjutkan hasrat belanja yg br keluar setengah. Dan di sinilah kita berpisah dgn tour guide yg sampe hari itu ga gw tau namanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next destination is kuta lagi deh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ketiga kita dikasih waktu bebas sebelum check out dr hotel. Kemanakah kita setelah sarapan? Yes, kuta! Norak beneran deh ah kita. Ketemu ombak, lari. Ketemu ombak gedean dikit, teriak. Dan diulang-ulang seperti itu sampe jam 11.&lt;br /&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/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeWL11rrI/AAAAAAAABeg/NpmK-deMDFM/s1600/blo+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeWL11rrI/AAAAAAAABeg/NpmK-deMDFM/s400/blo+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491750899597815474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out, ke central parking, lalu cabs ke pasar nusantara yg notabene pemiliknya orang singosari Malang. zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu cabs deh ke tanah lot siang2 bolong. Sampe sana ya masih terik2 bolong. Keliling pasar seninya sampe bego, foto2 sampe bego, duduk2 bengong sampe bego juga, semua dilakukan untuk menunggu sunset yg pada akhirnya menikmati sunsetnya sangat tidak maksimal akibat matahari ketutupan awan sialan. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Tanah Lot to Gilimanuk at 7. Nyebrang dan dapet sial pas udah mau sampe ketapang. Dermaga ketapang penuh dan kita harus berhenti menunggu setengah jam di tengah laut diombang ambingkan ombak yg naujubila bikin mual gila2an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally home at 5 o'clock! Got some rest lalu melanjutkan rapat proker siang harinya di kampus. WOW bgt. Bener2 maksa buat liburan di tengah kesibukan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaa.. till we meet again, Bali!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-6374389777977145318?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6374389777977145318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=6374389777977145318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6374389777977145318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6374389777977145318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-moments-together.html' title='Family Moments Together'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TDaeWl9JfLI/AAAAAAAABeo/zjToPFlWrAQ/s72-c/blog+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-5398313550092965861</id><published>2010-06-23T15:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:27:08.106+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningful words'/><title type='text'>dibuang sayang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 010310: QUOTES OF THE DAY: "Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today." -James Dean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoke!Buzz 190510: Tau gak, ternyata 65% orang yang autis itu kidal loh. Ini yg autis beneran ya, bukan autis karena BB? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoke!Buzz 120510: Game 3D pertama di dunia berjudul 3D Monster Maze dan dibuat oleh Malcolm Evans di tahun 1981. 3D-nya kalo dibandingin sama jaman sekarang jauh banget sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoke!Buzz 110510: Ternyata manusia udah bisa bikin sinar laser yang lebih terang jutaan kali dari sinar matahari loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoke!Buzz 100510: Kecepatan paling cepet yg pernah dicapai orang dengan menggunakan sepeda adalah 166.94 mph atau sekitar 268.66km/jam. APAAA???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoke!Buzz 290410: Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils - Louis Hector Berlioz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoke! Buzz 260410: Xu Pinghui, 13 tahun, tidak bisa berhenti tertawa sejak berumur 1 tahun. Akibatnya ia tdk bisa bicara dan hanya bisa berkomunikasi lewat tertawa. Penyebabnya adalah demam yg ia alami waktu kecil. Hmm, gimana rasanya ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoke!Buzz 290310: Tau gak kalo jaman dulu ada orang yang kerjanya adalah sebagai badut di pemakaman? Jadi dia harus berdandan seperti orang yang dimakamkan dan bergaya lucu. Tujuannya? Tentu saja untuk menghibur yg ditinggalkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoke!Buzz 120310: QUOTES OF THE DAY: To accomplish great things, we must dream as well as act. -Anatole France (1844 - 1924)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoke!Buzz 040310: Produsernya "The Hurt Locker" dilarang dateng ke Academy Awards 2010 pdhl film tersebut dpt banyak nominasi termasuk best picture. Gara2nya dia membuat negative campaign ttg film saingannya yaitu Avatar. Ckckck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provoke!Buzz 030310: Tau gak sih, bahwa setiap kali lo bersin, semua fungsi di badan lo berhenti secara bersama-sama?termasuk jantung lo. Syerem juga yah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-5398313550092965861?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/5398313550092965861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=5398313550092965861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5398313550092965861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5398313550092965861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/06/dibuang-sayang.html' title='dibuang sayang'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-3320131517730249635</id><published>2010-05-22T22:13:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:46:16.849+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><title type='text'>The Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kepengurusan PMK Philadelphia 2009-2010 bakal berakhir bulan depan, but i will still become its member (again) for the full next year period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One important thing you have to know is I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; become candidate for FIB's coordinator for the next period&lt;/span&gt;. I even could not believe when Ezer told me so. Siapa gw. Gw masih kalah jauh dlm kemampuan memimpin dibanding calon2 ketua yg lain. Gw yg merasa ga pernah mimpin orang, gw yg dalam forum2 masih keseringan idem, wajar lah kalo nganggep omongannya ezer bercanda.  Dalam 3 hari, gw emang mengiyakan keputusan tim kecil ini, tapi gw masih harus berminggu2 ngeyakinin diri gw sendiri kalo gw bisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw orang yg dependable bgt ini harus tanya sana sini, tanya pendapat temen2 gw apakah gw bisa atau ga. Dan jawaban mereka sama: gw pasti bisa. Kecuali wahyu sih, dia bilang kalo gw bisa. Bisa ngatur duit tapi, bukan mimpin. Truth be told, emang pendapat wahyu yg paling bener. But Edu keep on convincing me by his own way.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Kamu itu orang yg optimis bukan? Udah, ga usah ngelist2 hal2 negatif dari kamu. Tim kecil udah kasih kepercayaan ke kamu dan kamu cuma perlu mikir kalo kamu bisa. Spekulasi2 burukmu ga usah dipikirin lah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Itu baru part 1. Part 2 nya : &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Aku tau kamu pasti bisa tal. Seorang Atal yg rapuh, seorang Atal yg gampang nangis, seorang Atal yg gampang ga percaya diri cuma perlu nyari BPH yg tepat buat ngecover kamu selama kamu jd pemimpin. Selebihnya kamu bisa."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Gw bingung dia belajar ngomong dari siapa. Tapi apapun semua yg dia omongin sangat sangat sangat meyakinkan gw sampe akhirnya hati gw mantep. Toh akan ada Edu, Ezer yg pasti ngemong gw. Akan ada orang2 baru di kepengurusan gw nantinya yg pasti akan nolong gw. Gw ga sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sebelum resmi pergantian pengurus, calon2 pengurus 2010-2011 kan mesti ngikutin pembekalan tiap sabtu selama 6 minggu dari awal bulan mei kemaren. A lot of things i learned during 4 saturdays of pembekalan. Anyway, thing is my mind's been terribly striked by pembekalan's theme this day: T&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ime Management in Organization&lt;/span&gt;. Bang Berman, pembicaranya, sangat sangat sangat menekankan kalo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pelayanan itu membutuhkan pengorbanan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw nyoba flashback ke awal gw memulai pelayanan di phils. Gw ini kurang bersyukur sebenernya. Satu tahun ini gw dikasih berkat yg luar biasa sama Tuhan. Gw jadi pengurus phils, bs tetep dpt ip tinggi dgn sejibun kegiatan gw, keterima AIESEC, dapet part time di diery, dan pastinya tinggal sama keluarga yg bener2 meratiin gw. Itu semua &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a.nu.ge.rah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo dievaluasi selama satu taun ini, gw belom bisa me-manage semua itu dgn baik. Ok, pelayanan gw di phils lancar. Ok, kerja part time gw mulus. Ok, ip gw bagus. Ok, gw keterima jadi AIESECer. TAPI relasi gw sama keluarga gw di sini ANCUR. Gw nganggep mereka semua membatasi kegiatan gw. Padahal ya wajar sih mereka ngelarang gw pulang malem, ngelarang nambah kegiatan2 baru lg, soalnya dr 24 jam yg gw punya, gw cuma punya waktu sedikit di rumah. Dan entah kenapa omongannya bang Berman ko bener2 jleb bgt, &lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Kalo pelayananmu lancar, tapi hubungan sama keluargamu rusak, pelayananmu belom bisa dikatakan berhasil."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Dan itulah hasil evaluasi gw. Keluarga. Taun ini gw harus berhasil juga ngebangun relasi baik dgn keluarga gw di Malang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sudadenly wonder what things i will sacrifice during the next one year period of kepengurusan phils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu yang pasti, p&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;art time di diery akan gw lepas&lt;/span&gt; mulai bulan juni depan dan tidak akan apply part time di manapun selama satu tahun ke depan. H&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;asrat gw buat jadi panitia ospek selama 3 taun berturut2 juga harus gw pikirin ulang&lt;/span&gt;. Gw pasti akan sibuk dgn penyambutan maba phils dan tidak ada waktu buat menambah sertifikat di kepanitiaan PK2MABA taun ini. Gw sebenernya mampu aja double job, tapi gw tau kapasitas gw lah. Kalo double job, nanti yg dikorbanin itu waktu sm keluarga dan ujung2nya ribut lg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Niat buat jadi member aktif AIESEC yg paling ga mencapai level leadership juga masih dipertanyakan&lt;/span&gt;. Gw tau, gw diterima jadi AIESECer itu pake usaha, pake interview, group discussion, dan pas gw berhasil jd member, gw jg punya komitmen di AIESEC buat berkontribusi. haha kindly tidak rela kalo yg ini jg dikorbanin. I really hope, I won't have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next period of kepengurusan phils will start on next month and i can't exactly say that i'm not worried about it. I really hope everything will go as planned. I really can't wait for camp regenerasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-3320131517730249635?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/3320131517730249635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=3320131517730249635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/3320131517730249635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/3320131517730249635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/05/thing.html' title='The Thing'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-3991926103244408463</id><published>2010-05-20T14:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:23:19.596+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socializing'/><title type='text'>They are still my favourite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To sum up, last tuesday was a total dream come true for me. Bukan, gw ga ditembak cowo dgn kata2 pendahuluan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lagu ini saya persembahkan untuk ...." &lt;/span&gt;haha *lirik ussi* The thing is, after these two years, i finally watched the only one fabulous concert since i moved to Malang: Maliq &amp;amp; d'essentials's on May 18th!! The point is Malang is in lack of good concerts haha good on my way exactly. As always, Maliq hypnotized the whole people in Samantha Krida. They played 11 songs and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they were FREAKING FANTASTIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gatau gw yg norak udah lama ga nonton perform mereka atau apa, tapi beneran deh, gw deg2an terus sepanjang mereka bawain lagu2 mereka yg semua udah gw hafal mati!!! Gosh! I saw them. I sang along to their songs. I jumped. I cheered. I yelled. I clapped. I instantly carried away by the beats, the swings, and the groove. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything just felt perfect for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their first song is Blow My Mind. Seperti biasa juga, mereka memulai show dgn suara aaa aaa aaa aaa nya blow my mind. Next Terdiam, Kangen, Luluh, Coba Katakan, Untitled, Free Your Mind, Funk Flow, Mata Hati Telinga, Dia, Heaven, and the last is Pilihanku. Terdiam dan Untitled sukses membuat koor massal di samantha krida. And my fave performance still KANGEN! Selalu dan selalu dan selalu mereka membuat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unpredictable yet amazing move while playing this song&lt;/span&gt; yg berhasil ngebuat perempuan perempuan jejeritan. Seperti biasa, mereka sangat atraktif, kecuali widi. Arghhhhh! Lale main solo dikit, semua teriak. Angga goyang dikit, semua jejeritan. Mana widikuuuuuu. Cuma main drum sambil sesekali nyanyi. Nengok ke gw yg ada di depan stage yg neriakin nama dia jutaan kali pun tidak! Astaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ini kali pertama gw ngeliat performance mereka dgn formasi baru, tanpa satrio dan amar. But they're still good, and they will always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TAE-Tk-JCyI/AAAAAAAABdo/PKlLLFKmWIU/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TAE-Tk-JCyI/AAAAAAAABdo/PKlLLFKmWIU/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476727127921986338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the unforgettable one hour show, i felt like in heaven. Tidak peduli kanan kiri penuh seseknya kayak apa. Tidak peduli sudah melewati 2 jam dari batas jam malam. The only thing i care is their unusual way to bring overjoy atmosphere in samantha krida. YES, they are definitely phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha call me exaggerated all the things, i do not really care. I am their number one fan since i was in the first grade of high school. wuenaaak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day actually did not end that happy. Selesai maliq itu jam 11. Ke sana awalnya bareng2 sama yuna, bela, ussi dan di venue ketemu buanyaaaaak orang. Pas pulang pisah2. Karena ussi parkir di FIB, berjalanlah kita dari sakri ke FIB yg sebenernya deket kalo lg semangat jalan tp mendadak jauh kalo lg dalam kondisi keringetan abis sesek2an nonton maliq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TAE-Te_65ZI/AAAAAAAABdg/0J1H7fWbQPA/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TAE-Te_65ZI/AAAAAAAABdg/0J1H7fWbQPA/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476727126318835090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Yuna *top left*, tsubud's new girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambil motor. Mau keluar lewat gerbang FK tp ternyata ditutup. Pindah haluan lewat gerbang BNI. Buka. Tapi satpamnya rese. Kalo biasanya keluar bisa cuma nunjukkin karcis parkir aja, kemaren engga. Harus nunjukkin stnk. Dan seperti yg sudah sudah. Ussi ga bawa stnk. Distop, disuruh lapor ke pos satpam pusat di FIB. Balik lg ke FIB ngurus ini itu terus ke gerbang BNI lagi. Jeng jeng jeng jeng ditutup aja deh gerbangnya. Spekulasi kita, mungkin gerbang FK udah dibuka. Ke sana dan masih tetap ditutup. Akhirnya keluar lewat gerbang FE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalur yg mestinya FIB -&gt; Gerbang FE (di gerbang FE boleh keluar dgn cuma nunjukkin karcis) menjadi FIB -&gt; Gerbang FK -&gt; Gerbang BNI -&gt; FIB -&gt; Gerbang BNI -&gt; Gerbang FK -&gt; Gerbang FE. Ayo anak2, teriak buseeeeeeeeeeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan busetnya belom selesai sampe situ. 10 menitan keluar dari gerbang FE, motornya ussi ABIS BENSIN. hahahaha perfect! Matinya dijalanan menurun sih, tapi jalan ke pom bensinnya lewatin tanjakan dan sangat cukup membuat ngos2an yeaaaaaah. Mantap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tetep ko, Maliq's show really made my night. Esensi overjoy nya masih kerasa waktu dorong motor di tanjakan. YEAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TAE-TwvmgUI/AAAAAAAABdw/cvrSYIgpcfg/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TAE-TwvmgUI/AAAAAAAABdw/cvrSYIgpcfg/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476727131082228034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss to have our quality time -_______-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-3991926103244408463?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/3991926103244408463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=3991926103244408463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/3991926103244408463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/3991926103244408463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/05/they-are-still-my-favourite.html' title='They are still my favourite'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/TAE-Tk-JCyI/AAAAAAAABdo/PKlLLFKmWIU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-6158127066363969392</id><published>2010-04-15T22:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:41:04.267+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am deeply in love</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-6158127066363969392?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6158127066363969392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=6158127066363969392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6158127066363969392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6158127066363969392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-deeply-in-love.html' title='i am deeply in love'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-3135635854682795687</id><published>2010-03-29T12:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:51:58.314+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><title type='text'>HAPPILY-BUSY-DAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Udah tiga biji hari senen yg gw lewatin di Diery! It means udh 2 minggu gw kerja part time. Wow. Seminggu pertama gw bener2 ngerasa jenuh banget2an. Bisa dibilang, gw cuma penasaran aja sama yg namanya kerja. And here i am.. Doing 4 hours work every five day. Rasa penasaran udh kejawab yg nyisa tinggal jenuh2nya. Sebenernya yaa ga sebegitu jenuhnya sih. Cuma gw ga enak aja sm orang rumah dikarenakan amat jarangnya presensi gw di rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua minggu kerja di diery, gw udh membentuk simbiosis mutualisme dgn 3 biji orang lainnya yg kerja di sini jg (abdel,yuda,fariz). Tapi yg namanya misscommunication pasti ada aja nyusup2 di simbiosis ini. Jumat kemaren gw mengajukan diri buat shift malem. Terus si ibu Ratna, dgn amat tiba2 mengadakan make up writing class jumat malem. Akhirnya gw tukeran sm yuda jd shift jumat pagi, which means gw ga bs ikut kebaktian PMK. Lalu berkonsultasilah gw ke ezer si ketua PMK. Mending shift jumat paginya gw pindahin jd sabtu pagi/ga usah? Tp kalo dipindah sabtu, gw ga bs ikut rapat pengurus. Dan ezer mengusulkan, pindah sabtu aja, ga ikut rapat gpp yg penting melayani di kebaktian. Ok, laksanakan. Abdel yg shift sabtu pagi pun akhirnya ok buat tukeran shift. Sama2 seneng. Gw bisa ikut kebaktian, abdel pun jadi libur hari sabtunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di hari jumat itu jam setengah 11, datanglah sms dr si mas firman (bosnya) yg menanyakan keberadaan gw dan bertanya knp jam segini distro blom buka. Kagetlah gw, soalnya yg shift jumat pagi kan si abdel. Sedetik kemudian, abdel sms nyuruh gw ke distro krn ada miscommunication. Jumat pagi itu dia sebenernya ada kunjungan studi, dia udh nitip pesen ke yuda buat disampein ke gw dan si yuda dgn suksesnya lupa. Hore. Tentulah gw tolak dgn alasan lagi di kelas. Terus abdel sms lagi, yg ternyata salah kirim sms. Ini sms harusnya dikirim ke mas firman &lt;i&gt;"di jadwal aku hari jumat libur fir. Kan tiap 3 hr libur. Kemaren atal minta tuker aku, tp aku hr ini ada kunjungan studi. Ada miss nih kyaknya."&lt;/i&gt; Ga terima dong gw, kmrn kan udah sm2 ok, dia jg ga blg apa2 ttg kunjungan studi. Dan gw sangat sangat bersyukur dia salah kirim sms. Melakukan pembelaan lah gw ke mas firman &lt;i&gt;"Mas, aku itu tiap hr jumat kuliah jam 10.30,15.00,18.00. Jadi kl jumat sm sekali ga bs jaga. Dari minggu kmrn uda tukeran sm abdel. Dia jg uda ok&amp;amp;ga ngomong apa2 ttg kunjungan studi."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............................................................sing...................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga ada balesan. Jadi gw lupakan. Siangnya si fariz sms bertanya knp tv di distro ga bs nyala &lt;i&gt;*ok, ga penting*&lt;/i&gt;, gw jelasin seadanya dan nanya siapakah yg jaga distro tadi pagi. Dan jawaban dia ngebuat bulu roma gw berdansa. Dia bilang trio macan, yg notabene adalah tiga orang bos besar pemegang saham, semuanya dtg buat jaga. muahahahahahahahahaha tertawalah gw dalam keprihatinan hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deg2an pun menjadi2, tp abis itu lupa tuh. Sampe sekarang, senin, blom ada sms dr bos manapun yg mengajak utk rapat/bertemu. (masih) Aman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabtunya gw shift pagi, fariz shift siang, abdel shift malem. Sore2 fariz sms nyuruh gw gantiin abdel shift malem. Sebel dong gw, ini anak apa bgt sih dr kemaren seenaknya sndiri. Sejak itu nama abdel masuk black list hati gw pokoknya. Lalu gw tolak dgn alasan aiesec dan terbebas lah saya dari double shift. Minggunya seperti biasa semua pekerja diery kumpul buat ngatur jadwal seminggu ke depan. Dan dari situ lah gw dikabarin yuda kalo si abdel kena chikungunya dr sabtu kemaren. Pikiran pertama gw adalah &lt;i&gt;"ASTAGA GW UDAH SUUZON SM ABDEL."&lt;/i&gt; Pikiran kedua adalah &lt;i&gt;"yak, alamat bertiga ini hrs gantian ngegantiin shiftnya abdel, which means tdk akan ada libur sampe abdel sembuh."&lt;/i&gt; fufufuufu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari kumpul2 ngatur jadwal itu kita mengobrol2. Gw cerita kalo udh ngeduplikat kunci distro biar ga repot bolak balik ke distro buat ngambil kunci tiap dpt shift pagi. Dan kagetlah muka mereka berdua. Yuda pun berkata &lt;i&gt;"Kamu belom minta ijin ya? Aku aja yg udh kerja di sini 6 bulan pas minta ijin mau ngeduplikat kunci ga dibolehin tal tal. Asal jangan sampe kedengeran tiga bos itu aja. Gawat ntar. Pokoknya di sini kita saling ngelindungin aja tal. Kalo ntr ada rapat sm bos trs ngomongin masalah jumat kemaren, tenang aja. Asal ada faris semua beres."&lt;/i&gt; hahahahahaha gw hanya tersenyum bodoh. Betapa sotoynya gw main ngeduplikat kunci. Padahal yg udh 6 bulan kerja aja ga di kasih ijin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sepertinya gw harus enjoy ngerjain kerjaan ini biar tiga bulannya tidak terasa :) Ga ada alasan buat jenuh, toh kerjanya enak, temennya enak, bosnya jg enak. Abis nyelesein kontrak kerja 3 bulan ini rencana gw adalah tidak melanjutkan kontrak dan liburan semester. Abis itu? Mungkin cari lowongan buat jd penyiar. Who knows someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ya, dan gw amat sangat kesel dgn keputusan akhir ezer yg nyuruh gw ikut kebaktian dan tidak usah ikut rapat. Pada kenyataannya, rapat pengurus sabtu kemaren amat sangat sangat sangat menyentuh hati. Ga ada sm sekali bahas agenda rapat, kemaren semua sharing masalah pribadi masing2 sampe bertangis2 ria bersama dan gw taunya dr fb aja gicuuuu. Untungnya si yaya dgn berbaik hati nelpon gw dan nyeritain setiap detail masalah anak2 pengurus phils. Gw nangis aja loh. Sedihg Ternyata setiap mereka punya masalah yg bs dibilang berat bgt, tapi masih ada topeng ceria di muka mereka untuk menutupi masalah2 itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Dan gw cuma bisa berdoa, &lt;i&gt;"Please God, make Ezer, Anita, Yere, Leni, Kartika, Yohana, Yaya, Galih, Betty, Ka Christy, Atal, Ka Rendy, Anjar and Wahyu stronger than before."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't describe to you all, how grateful i am to be one of them and them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-3135635854682795687?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/3135635854682795687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=3135635854682795687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/3135635854682795687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/3135635854682795687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/03/happily-busy-days.html' title='HAPPILY-BUSY-DAYS'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-793015702994794441</id><published>2010-03-13T15:59:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:55:59.495+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><title type='text'>organization? experienced it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hohoho I really miss to find myself writing something in this blog. Well, life is so nice to me lately. I have chance to have job interview in Diery! distro and interview for AIESEC's new member (an organization in Faculty of Economy which deals with youth exchange and leadership thingy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I accepted to be one of Diery!'s employee and the feedback from the interviewer in AISEC interview was just greaaaaat :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum semua keberuntungan itu berlangsung, sebenernya gw sempet despret karena satu hal. Gw tertarik buat ikut youth exchange ke Canada (programnya PCMI JATIM). Gw udah bikin segala essay,ngelist strength dan weakness gw, dan nyelesein semua itu dalam 3 hari. Bayangkan seberapa niatnya gw. Tapi percuma jg sebenernya, soalnya yg bs daftar program ini adalah orang2 yang punya KTP jatim. Dan saya bukan termasuk dari orang2 itu dan malesss ye ngurus surat pindah buat bikin KTP. Fak bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gw cobalah semua tawaran2 yg ada. Lowongan di Diery! bahkan gw taunya dari ussi. Sorry to say, kita apply berdua tapi yg keterima malah gw. huhu maaf yaa ussi. CV yg gw kasih ke Diery! sebenernya standard. Tapi pas interview, entah kenapa gw merasa sangat sangat PD dan memegang prinsip 'nothing to lose' dgn kuat. Begitu juga pas interview AIESEC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inti dari 2 wawancara itu sebenernya satu. Apakah lo orang yg punya banyak pengalaman di organisasi? If yes, you are very welcomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan essay yg gagal gw kirim itu pun ngebawa berkat jg buat gw. Di dua interview itu amat sangat ditanyakan kelebihan dan kekurangan gw. Pas bikin essay itu, gw sempet ngelist kelebihan sm kekurangan gw dan itu ngebuat gw amat sangat tidak terlalu berpikir lama pas ditanya ttg itu di interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan emang ga bisa boong jg ya, gw berkembang bgt krn organisasi2 yg pernah gw ikutin selama ini. Public speaking dan personal approach gw lumayan jd ok krn organisasi. The point is my involvement in any organization is bring quality in my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw. Jujur dulu gw sangat excited pas dijadiin pengurus di PMK (persekutuan mahasiswa kristen) di kampus gw. Tapi semakin dijalanin malah semakin jenuh dan males gila2an. Dulu semester 2&amp;amp;3, gw mikirnya mendingan maen sm temen2 drpd ikut rapat yg naujubila lamanya. Ternyata baru sekarang gw ngerasa beruntung banget disibukkin sm PMK. Maen dan seneng2 sm temen2 tuh bs tahan sampe kapan sih kalo temennya itu2 aja, tiap hari ketemu, sekelas dan pasti ada saatnya di mana semua sibuk sama kegiatan masing2. Ternyata bener, semester 4 semakin sedikit kegiatan bermain2 kita dan puji Tuhan gw ga se-hopeless itu. Gw punya PMK dan gw punya jadwal rapat yg paling bentar itu selesenya 3 jam. Mantep kan? Setidak2nya hari di mana kita rapat itu jadi hari yg gw tunggu2 akhir2 ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw sangat sngat belajar banyak di PMK. Sebenernya ga PMK aja organisasi yg bs bikin lo berkembang. Tapi kebetulan gw aktifnya di PMK. Sumpah demi apapun dulu gw amat sangat tidak suka sharing tentang pendapat gw di depan orang banyak. Tapi lama2 gw diyakinkan kalo semua pendapat orang itu pasti akan dihargai. Dan yak sekarang gw ga peduli pendapat gw segaring dan senaif apapun, yg penting dikeluarkan dulu. Bahkan ide2 tidak jelas yang sifatnya cuma nyampah pun jg gw keluarin :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus masalah personal approach. Satu kesuksesan terbesar gw dalam mem-PA orang adalah pas gw jd pengurus di PMK ini. Intinya gw sukses mem-PA temen gw yang dulunya ngedrugs, ngerokok sampe sekarang dia udah ga kayak gitu lagi dan sekarang dia rajin ikut kegiatan2 PMK. Mungkin dia sekarang tidak menjadi orang yg sudah benar di hadapan Tuhan, tapi seengganya hidup dia itu lebih baik dari sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga cuma pengalaman di PMK jg sih, pengalaman jadi repro Provoke! Magazine dan jd panitia pensi jg jadi nilai plus gw di dua interview itu. Karena seengga2nya gw ga buta2 bgt tentang marketing case, event organizer atau kegiatan mencari2 sponsor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelajaran yg gw bisa ambil cuma satu. Gabung di organisasi itu sangat sangat sangat penting menurut gw. Karena gw dapet pelajaran lebih banyak di sektor informal daripada di sektor formal (baca: sekolah). Apalagi masih muda2 gini, masih berstatus mahasiswa. Kan kuliah itu pasti ga satu hari full. Rugilah kalo ga gabung di organisasi2 di kampus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayo sibukkan diri sendiri di organisasi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, gw nulis ini sambil kerja loh, percaya ga percaya ya, kerja di Diery! enaaaaaak. Karyawan cuma 4 biji, 3 cowo dan gw cewe sendiri. Satu shift sendiri2, lamanya 4 jam, satu minggu 2 hari off. Jadwalnya fleksibel, kalo ga pas tinggal tukeran sm yg laen. Lo kerjanya tinggal nonton tv dan duduk di kursi super empuk sambil nunggu customer. Kalo ada customer, tinggal nyalain cd player dan berdiri di belakang meja kasir. Menyenangkan bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i hope i can manage my time well for all these activities. Semoga tidak bosen juga, abis kerjanya nonton tv terus :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-793015702994794441?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/793015702994794441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=793015702994794441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/793015702994794441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/793015702994794441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/03/organization-experienced-it.html' title='organization? experienced it!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-5033123239345073136</id><published>2010-02-03T00:38:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:34:36.938+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><title type='text'>A cousin!</title><content type='html'>A person in my big family whom I love the most (beside my father and brothers) is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;priskila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy Priskila Puluh. She's a 9 years old girl with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;a lot of tallents&lt;/span&gt;. I actually hate kids in age around 6-9 years old. They usually have annoying attitudes. Biasalah yaa anak2. Tapi satu anak kecil yg gw cinta bgt ya priskila ini. Mungkin karena gw udah mulai megang dia sejak dia umur 3 hari. Jadinya kalo dia nakal atau nyebelin, jatohnya ya lucu2 aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/S3qePEuNq2I/AAAAAAAABdQ/1UDZTp5imxg/s1600-h/IMAGE0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/S3qePEuNq2I/AAAAAAAABdQ/1UDZTp5imxg/s400/IMAGE0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438833481806097250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is totally cute! Dulu pas kelas 1 SD temen2nya dia anak SMP semua. Kenapa bisa? Karena semua orang suka sama priskila. Anak2 SMP itu kayaknya naksir priskila deh. Tiap pulang diajak nongkrong dulu di taman, di elus2 rambutnya, HAHAHA sinetron bgt. Padahal dia masih kelas 1 SD. Ibu2, baby sitter sampe tukang2 makanan kenal sama priskila. Rambut panjang ikalnya, cantiknya. She's really really caught public attention.&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/_KOkvlubILmc/S3qeOo3RU4I/AAAAAAAABdI/-0TlS3n4I_M/s1600-h/IMAGE0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/S3qeOo3RU4I/AAAAAAAABdI/-0TlS3n4I_M/s400/IMAGE0041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438833474327892866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia pernah juga sampe di-bully temennya gara2 pada sirik. Yg nge-bully namanya Michelle. Menurut tante gw yg adalah nyokapnya priskila, Michelle itu tiap hr kerjanya mengerahkan temen2nya buat ngerjain priskila. Dipukulin, ga ditemenin, dijambakin, dijedotih hedeh sinetron lagi. Pokoknya senioritasnya anak SD deh. Untungnya Michelle sekarang udah pindah sekolah. Tapi gawatnya,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; priskila SELALU nangis kalo ditanyain atau cerita atau inget tentang yg namanya Michelle&lt;/span&gt;. Spekulasi gw sih dia trauma. Dia sekarang udah kelas 3 SD, udah 2 taun berlalu dan masih selalu nangis kalo inget Michelle. Gawat ga sih.. Tadi sore dia cerita di tangisannya kalo Michelle itu pilih2 temen, selalu mukul atau nyuruh temennya mukul priskila 6-10 kali. Aduh sedih bgt gw dengernya. Priskila cerita bener2 menyayat hati, ciee.. Tapi wajahnya sumpah deh nelangsa bgt. Kasiaaaaaaan T.T Seiring waktu berlalu mudah2an traumanya dia ilang bahkan jd cinta sm nama Michelle sampe dijadiin nama anaknya Priskila. Ok khayaaal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/S3qePtyr8OI/AAAAAAAABdY/5vzXMZ6BD8c/s1600-h/IMAGE00400001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/S3qePtyr8OI/AAAAAAAABdY/5vzXMZ6BD8c/s400/IMAGE00400001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438833492830712034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priskila yg kelas 3 SD ini udah beda bgt sm priskila kelas 1 SD. Rambutnya uda ga panjang lg, keboyishannya makin menjadi dan dia uda pake kacamata aja deh. Matanya udah minus 2 silinder setengah. Applauseee.. Bener2 efek mainan modern jaman sekarang. Tapi yg bikin gw takjub adalah dia udah sangat sangat sangat &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pintar main keyboard&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;akan pintar bermain biola&lt;/span&gt;. Feeling dia udah kuat buat nebak2 chords bahkan udah nyiptain lagu sendiri. Kalo buat biola sih masih amatir tp gw yakin bgt setahun lagi dia udah melayani di gereja pake biolanya :D Bokapnya bener2 planning buat ngembangin kemampuan musiknya priskila. Good for you, priskila :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;She reads everything&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;She watches cartoons a lot&lt;/span&gt; dgn jarak antara tv dan matanya kadang cuma 2 jengkal. Ga heran lah yaa kalo matanya minus. She plays online games like the boys always do. And yes, she is very good at it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Good in playing GTA&lt;/span&gt;, all games in PS 2, all games in gameboy, all games in hp. Di batam ada 1 mall yg sering dikunjungin keluarga tante gw. Selama kunjungan ke mall, priskila pasti lebih milih duduk diam di warnet drpd ngikut mamanya belanja atau bokapnya ngopi dan penjaga warnetnya sampe kenal dia aja gitu. Dia bs ngabisin 4 jam cuma buat main online games. No wonder about her eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;She is actually boyish but my uncle always try to make her more girl-like by choosing pink for every little thing priskila wears, use, and has!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha nice try. Tapi sayang sekali priskila sangat hobi kencing berdiri dgn alasan kalo kencing duduk itu lama dan ribet, dia sangat hobi ngumpulin ranting bekas dan main kejar2an sm tmn2 cowoknya, dia ngambil ekstrakurikuler menggambar dan selalu menjadikan naruto menjadi objek gambarnya, dia punya imajinasi tinggi tentang adegan tembak2an, penculikan atau semacemnya, dan dia sangat suka memakai efek instrumen hard rock di setiap lagu yg dimainin pake keyboardnya :D Well, pink di luarnya saja ternyata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;She's genuinely very critical and has a big heart&lt;/span&gt;. Ada kakak beradik yg rutin ke rumah priskila buat numpang main ps. Ga jarang kakak beradik ini rebutan ps. Pernah sampe adeknya ngambek terus pulang ninggalin priskila sm kakaknya gara2 berantem sm kakaknya. Guess what? Priskila nangis aja loh! Dia sedih krn tmn2nya itu berantem. Harusnya mereka bersyukur dikasih kakak/adik, jangan berantem terus. aaaa sweeeet bgt sumpah waktu dia ngomong kayak gitu di tgh tangisannya. Akhirnya dia nyamperin ke rmh kakak beradik itu buat mendamaikan mereka. How sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia satu2nya ank kecil, yg gw tau, yg &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;selalu bs bangun jam 5 pagi secara otomatis tanpa alarm&lt;/span&gt;. Selalu. Jam 5 pagi dia udh mandi pdhl sekolah masih jam 7. Menurut nyokapnya, kebiasaan itu kayaknya krn disuruh gurunya. Soalnya dulu priskila selalu bangun jam 7 pdhl sekolah masuk jam 7. Mungkin krn stress disetrap tiap hr, priskila sadar diri dan akhirnya bangun jam 5 pagi tiap hari, bahkan hari minggu. ckckck.. Tapi anehnya dia bukan seorang yg patut diteladani waktu mandi sore. Selalu dan selalu harus dimarahin nyokapnya dulu br mandi. Selalu mandi jam 8 malem dgn durasi waktu mandi setengah jam yg biasanya dipake dia buat maen2in sabun bikin balon2 sabun yg disebut2 sbg hasil karyanya itu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Priskila dgn segala omongan pengalih perhatian nyokapnya yg lagi ngasih dia susu, dgn segala kekurangan dan kelebihannya, dgn keegoisan dan kebesaran hatinya, dgn muka cantik dan kelakuan garangnya selalu ngebuat gw tersenyum, tertawa, mengerutkan dahi atau bahkan marah&lt;/span&gt;. Cepat besar ya sayang :D I promise, I'll treat you as your mother treats me, very nice and helpful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;I ♥ you, Priskila :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-5033123239345073136?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/5033123239345073136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=5033123239345073136&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5033123239345073136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/5033123239345073136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/02/cousin.html' title='A cousin!'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/S3qePEuNq2I/AAAAAAAABdQ/1UDZTp5imxg/s72-c/IMAGE0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-8280109904892377392</id><published>2010-01-28T00:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:07:45.097+07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Passion ♥ ♥ ♥</title><content type='html'>My laboring days of not-so-hard-enough work in third term finally paid off with a valuable holiday. I'm in Batam now and the days which i spend here are fantastic. I have been here for two weeks and will be for the next two weeks. I learn new lessons every single day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funnily enough, eventually I found out that this so-called holiday doesn't feel like a real holiday. Well it just feel like I have much leisure time to do things that I used to want to do but I just couldn't because of time's limitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got like tons of stuff to do, mostly having to do with my new hobby: cooking and start learning to play guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually cook. Well, the right one is HELP my aunty when she cooked. She is very good in cooking, so she already covered up every foods. I just help her to peel onions or something. I don't even think to cook by myself. Jadi di batam ini pembantu tante gw kan seumuran sm gw. Dia jg ga jago2 amat masak, tp jago ngulek. Nah berbekal kejagoan ngulek dia yg udah tingkat dewa dan sedikit pengetahuan gw ttg cara ngupas bumbu2 dapur yg bener, kita nekat aja deh ngobrak ngabrik buku2 resep tante gw dan dgn sotoynya nawarin adek sepupu gw yg masih kecil, (priskila) mau dimasakin apa. Pas priskila liat bukunya, langsung lah dia cr yg lucu2 gambarnya. She wanted us to cook her sandwich!! Sandwich doang mah gampil. Jadi, enak, dia suka. Besoknya kita makin norak lagi. Bikin masakan yg agak tingkat dewa: sambel kering kentang tempe, perkedel soun, sayur oyong tahu, spagethi, pepes tahu udang, sayur kcg panjang tempe dan semuanya sukses, pujian pun berlimpah ruah!! hahahaha emang bener gw kagak bs ngulek, tp gw bisa baca dan ngikutin resep dgn baik dan benar. Emang bener gw di malang cuma ngupas bawang, tp itu kan krn tante gw uda bs ngecover smua masakan. Di batam gw explore bakat masak gw, dan ternyata ga ancur2 bgt, asal ada asisten buat ngulek aja :p Besok kita mau bikin sayur bayem telur puyuh sama kailan tofu. Bulan depan ganti menu ah jd masakan eropa smua. Sadaaaaaaaaap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya, KHS was announced two weeks ago and well I just feel satisfied with the result, but obviously not that happy. 3.94 is very good GPA for me, but i just feel regret, kenapa gw ga dpt 4 aja... hahahaha ga deng. Gw nyesel krn pas tau score itu, gw langsung announce di status fb &amp; twitter. haha norak abs emang dan baru sekarang gw menyadari kalo I exaggerated all the things! Gimana dong yaa kan seneng.. Tapi lebay ah. Tapi kan pamernya cuma mau ke ussi aja perihal hasil semester 2 kmrn. Tapi ga penting tau. Tapi tapi tapi it exactly is a grace, not my power! Sorry for not being good in attitude, people :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I learn during holiday is how to play guitar. Yeah! I always wish to have good skill in playing guitar and now I have an opportunity to take guitar course during holiday. And yes, I am in! Berhubung selama di batam kerjaan gw cuma masak, siangnya gw menawarkan diri buat dimasukin les gitar dan setujulah si tante. Gw kira mau dilesin di tempat les musik pada umumnya lah yaa, you know lah yg punya produk motor sm alat musik itu hehe.. Tapi ternyata dimasukin ke tempat les keyboardnya priskila. It is called impArt, it's like a Gospel music course. And I am so glad to join them. Karena tujuan awal gw pingin bs main gitar adalah buat Tuhan. Sounds too religious? That's me! Pengen jadi pelayan altar pas persekutuan atau doa malem. Dan di impArt lah yg paling pas. Besides the songs, which I learned, are praise and worship songs, little thing during the course (like praying before and after course, close relationship between trainer and trainee) make me very comfortable to be there :D The thing is, kak Jo (my trainer) taught me about playing Romance D'amor, a song which I love the most when it is played by guitar. Masih Romance D'amor yg paling simple sih, tp sumpah excitednya ga ketulungan :p I hope these 8 of meetings can make me know well the basic about playing guitar and the rest is my responsibility to learn it deeper. Wuenaaaaaak!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valuable enough, right? The point is I WILL NOT overspend in this holiday ay ay ay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-8280109904892377392?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/8280109904892377392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=8280109904892377392&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/8280109904892377392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/8280109904892377392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-passion.html' title='New Passion ♥ ♥ ♥'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-2547174320885429122</id><published>2010-01-07T22:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:44:25.868+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socializing'/><title type='text'>comfort zone dan penyakit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Semester tiga udah mau selese. Tinggal nunggu hari senin, nunggu telpon tante batam terus liburan deh di batam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir2 ini gatau kenapa gw ngerasa pengen cepet2 libur. Dan entah kenapa gw sangat merasa homey di rumah malang ini. Biasanya kan gw pengennya di luar rumah terus, di kampus dr pagi buta sampe tengah malem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ga selamanya comfort zone membuat gw nyaman&lt;/span&gt;. Itu yg gw rasain sekarang. Kenapa? Karena semua kelas di semester 3 ini gw sekelas sama temen gw yg itu2 aja. Jadinya berasa temen gw ya cuma itu2 aja. Tapi kalo mau nyari temen baru ya jg bingung, karena dalam jangka waktu 3 semester ini udah secara otomatis orang2 punya comfort zone sendiri2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester 4 gw kepikiran ga krsan bareng temen2 gw. Gw pengen mencar, ga pengen bergantung terus, tapi di sisi lain gw butuh mereka dalam pelajaran, pergaulan atau bahkan supaya tidak terlihat sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendirian tuh salah ya? Kemana2 sendiri tanpa takut dicap ga punya temen. Daripada punya temen dgn alasan supaya ga mau terlihat sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gw temenan ya karena nyaman ko. Bukan takut sendiri. Tapi iya sih kadang jg ngerasa gt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw bener2 lg ga punya gairah hidup bahkan untuk membuat hidup gw lebih hidup lagi. Kembalikaaaaan semangat hidupkuuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hari ini adalah hari mempermalukan diri gw di dpn byk orang. Kemaren siang gw abis jatoh dari tangga di rumah ussi. Jatohnya kayak kartun gitu yg sambil duduk terus jatoh ke bawah ga brenti2. Pas malemnya gw liat ternyata pantat kiri gw lebam benjol warnanya biru keitem2an gedeeee bgt. Gw shock kan tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi gw ceritain ke temen2 gw. Ok, gw cerita bukan buat pamer, tp buat nanya cara nyembuhinnya gmn. Tp jawaban temen2 gw makasih bgt ga ada yg menenangkan. Gw nangis sampe part two. Sama vira dinda mia terus sama tsubud ussi gilang dan temennya satu lg. Kenapa gw nangis? Simple, karena gw takut mati, takut buta, takut lumpuh T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ussi : Kalo jatoh yg kena pantat nanti buta loh tal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vira : Oh itu pendarahan dalem tal, harus ditusuk biar darahnya keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia : Iya tal bisa aja buta kalo yg kena tulang panggul. Dan itu bengkaknya emang di tulang panggul sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinda : Ke apotik tal tanya obatnya. Kalo mahal gausah beli. Tanya ke uti kamu aja biar uti kamu yg beliin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahyu : Mati kon mati! Dicelupin ke air anget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan : Dikompres pake air anget sama garem tal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari : dikompres pake air anget sama gula biar disemutin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temennya tsubud : Oh itu namanya ..... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*menyebutkan satu nama penyakit yg aneh* &lt;/span&gt;Itu tandanya sel2nya pada mati. Nyembuhinnya ya dioperasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsubud : Ke dokter aja. Mending malu atau mati?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gw dari kemaren googling dgn keyword 'pantat lebam memar bengkak sembuh' tapi hasilnya kebanyakan mengartikan pantat sebagai sesuatu yg dinikmati bukan sesuatu yg lagi sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huaaaaaa gw mau sembuuuuuh :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-2547174320885429122?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/2547174320885429122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=2547174320885429122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/2547174320885429122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/2547174320885429122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2010/01/comfort-zone-dan-penyakit.html' title='comfort zone dan penyakit'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-6958065958434612866</id><published>2009-12-21T22:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:09:31.585+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socializing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schoolism'/><title type='text'>goodbye fellas ☺</title><content type='html'>Udah satu setengah tahun gw tinggal di Malang, empat bulan tidak mengunjungi Jkt, setengah tahun jadi pengurus PMK Philadelphia, empat bulan ngejalanin semester tiga dan semuanya TIDAK TERASA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Dua setengah tahun lagi gw jadi sarjana (amin),&lt;/span&gt; tujuh bulan lagi gw dapet ijin ke Jkt, setengah tahun lagi gw udah ga jadi pengurus Philadelphia, dua bulan lagi gw udah semester empat dan dua minggu lagi gw UAS!! aaaaaaarh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya setahun itu ga kerasa. Kayaknya baru kemaren gw bikin postingan blog yg isinya ttg temen2 gw di kelas yg baru di sastra inggris UB, kayaknya baru kemaren kita sekelas ngerasain kemenangan telak di performance class competition, dan kayaknya baru kemaren gw seneng bgt bgt bgt ada di dlm kelompok yg satu sm lainnya saling ngedukung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; jangka waktu setahun ini bisa mengubah semuanya&lt;/span&gt;. Satu demi satu gw dpt temen baru, satu demi satu tmn2 kelas gw mundur dlm hal keinginan utk kuliah, satu demi satu rasa jenuh yg gw alamin jadi pengurus Phils ilang, dan satu demi satu lelaki datang dan pergi dalam hidup gw setahun ini. HAHAHAHA gaya bgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang gw sesalin bgt bgt bgt dari hal2 yg bersifat satu-demi-satu di atas adalah: &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;satu demi satu temen2 gw mundur dalam hal keinginan utk kuliah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah kenapa &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;angka tiga itu memiliki hubungan dekat dgn kata JENUH&lt;/span&gt;. Kata orang, kalo umur hubungan kita sm pacar menginjak bulan ke 3 atau tahun ke 3, pasti akan banyak masalah yg muncul. Nah sekarang gw sm temen2 gw jg uda di semester yg mengandung angka 3, dan yak benar, temen2 kelas gw yg dulu itu mulai banyak yg tidak mempedulikan presensi kehadiran dan ujung2nya memutuskan untuk tidak kuliah lagi karena JENUH (kayaknya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/SzxboFNZAqI/AAAAAAAABc4/Iw-f8E7GzfI/s1600-h/berto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/SzxboFNZAqI/AAAAAAAABc4/Iw-f8E7GzfI/s400/berto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421308795598471842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Robberto:&lt;/span&gt; Big bossnya I Class, badutnya I Class, selalu menjadi si 'netral' tiap ada masalah di I Class, the messengernya I Class, trip2 pasti berhasil kalo dia yg ngatur. Menurut mimpi gw beberapa minggu yg lalu, gw sama anak2 lagi ngumpul2 dan menangis sambil memeluk erat berto, yg di dalem mimpi gw sih dia mau ninggalin kita semua. Terus besoknya gw konfirmasi ke berto, apa dia sakit, mau mati atau apa.. Ternyata &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;dia berencana untuk berhenti kuliah&lt;/span&gt;. Kalo menurut ussi, satu2nya orang yg ditelpon berto untuk melakukan curhat, berto telah menemukan dunia lain di luar dunia kampus. Dia merasa tidak dapat apa2 selama dia belajar di kampus. Intinya dia tidak mau membuang waktu di kampus, dia memilih langsung kerja daripada nunggu jadi S1. Kasarnya sih begitu. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Berto pernah bilang di tengah kegalauannya, dia akan membuat dirinya di DO dgn cara tidak ikut UAS dan mendapatkan IP satu koma utk kedua kalinya setelah semester 2 kemaren&lt;/span&gt;. Dan bener, minggu kemaren dia beneran ga ikut UAS Mandarin. Sayang, dia cerdas! Dia sangat sangat bisa ngejar ketinggalannya. Andai aja dia mau dan niat. Andai aja dia ga berpikir pendek. Andai aja dia sadar bahwa DO dan minggat ga bisa nyelesein masalah. Andai aja dia kasian sama orangtuanya. Gw sayang sama berto. Semua sayang sama berto. Tapi &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;kita semua ga punya vokal dlm hidupnya berto. Kita cuma bisa doain yg terbaik buat berto :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/Szxbok9eG3I/AAAAAAAABdA/MDCrH6hkeF4/s1600-h/kiki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/Szxbok9eG3I/AAAAAAAABdA/MDCrH6hkeF4/s400/kiki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421308804121631602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Rizky:&lt;/span&gt; si om alex yg tajir dan suka mentraktir, si jenius, si juara debat, si jago bahasa inggris, dia itu udah di atas awan sebenernya, kalo dia niat pasti udah jadi mahasiswa berprestasi se-fakultas. Sayangnya dia terlena dgn kerjaannya. Kerja di showroom bokapnya. Kerja di bisnis warnetnya. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Udah hampir tiga minggu kiki ga menampakkan batang pantatnya di kampus&lt;/span&gt;. Kalo gw simpulin sih, ini pasti ujung2nya kayak berto secara berto kemaren juga curhat ke ussi kalo dia mau minggat ke rumah kiki bulan januari ini. Tapi mudah2an niat kiki berhenti kuliah ga sebulat berto. Mudah2an itu cuma spekulasi gw. Karena SAYANG, GILA! Kuliah mahal2, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;posisinya udah di atas awan&lt;/span&gt; tp ga dimanfaatkan. Masyaowoh. Tapi kata berto, orang2 rebel kayak dia dan kiki lah yg akan sukses di masa depan. Amin. Tapi sebenernya pas berto blg gitu, gw sm ussi cuma teringat penjelasan pak Ari tentang bad companion dan ngingetin kita kalo teman itu bukan segalanya, apalagi nanti di dunia kerja. Jarang ada teman yg membantu, kita lah yg harus membantu diri kita sendiri. ahahaha jujur waktu itu gw ngerasa sangsi dgn gunanya gw berteman sekarang dan gw takut berteman. Tapi waktu dijelasin aja, karena pas keluar kelas, gw sadar gw akan selalu butuh teman dlm kondisi apapun, bahkan gw butuh temen yg hanya menjadi teman ketika gw sedang menunggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ga nyambung deh ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut ussi dan gw, dunia kerja itu pasti bakal dateng di waktunya sendiri. Tapi bukan sekarang. Sekarang itu waktunya buat kuliah, banggain orang tua at least dgn jadi sarjana. Kalo banyak yg bilang, ngapain kuliah kalo uda bisa jadi orang sukses tanpa predikat sarjana. Seenggaknya menjalani kuliah sampe S1 bisa ngebuat kita berpikir secara sistematis :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;tri mas getir&lt;/span&gt;: motor penggeraknya I Class (berto, samid, kiki) sekarang udah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;officially SEPARATED&lt;/span&gt; krn satu dan lain hal (baca: teman baru dan wanita). And i just wish the very best of you, guys :D Thank you for everything. Thank you so much for the good times we've shared. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I believe that there's a reason for everything that happens in our lives. A reason to exist, and a reason to be thankful for it&lt;/span&gt;. Love you, guys. May God bless and keep you all safe and sound ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/SzxbUuCBNjI/AAAAAAAABcw/6T7jHNYKhGs/s1600-h/tri+mas+getir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/SzxbUuCBNjI/AAAAAAAABcw/6T7jHNYKhGs/s400/tri+mas+getir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421308462959244850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-6958065958434612866?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6958065958434612866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=6958065958434612866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6958065958434612866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/6958065958434612866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-fellas.html' title='goodbye fellas ☺'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOkvlubILmc/SzxboFNZAqI/AAAAAAAABc4/Iw-f8E7GzfI/s72-c/berto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-618024034018799257</id><published>2009-12-21T09:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:35:45.337+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningful words'/><title type='text'>Provoke!Buzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Karena gw langganan &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Provoke!Buzz&lt;/span&gt; maka si P!Buzz ini mengirimkan sms2 yang bikin gw ber-ah-oh-ah-oh-ria tiap hari ke hp gw. Sayangnya, karena kadang hp gw suka keabisan memori gara2 kebanyakan sms dari P!Buzz ini, maka dari itu, sms2 itu semua gw copy paste lalu diback up ke blog. Abisan sayaaang kalo diapus. So.... Here they areee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Provoke!Buzz:&lt;/span&gt; buat lo yg suka cium2in foto gebetan (idiih? norak). Jgn lakukan lagi!! Ini karena foto dicetak pake sistem garam perak. Pd sistem cuci cetak ekspres, garam ini biasanya masih tersisa di kertas foto Naah? garam ini tuh beracun sangat! Lebih baik kalo habis pegang foto, cuci tanganmu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz:&lt;/span&gt; ternyata orang yg lahir bulan januari itu punya kesetiaan yang tinggi. tapi sifat ini bisa bikin orang itu jadi punya rasa cemburu yg tinggi pula. Hmm.. pgn tau sifat orang menurut bulan lahirnya? Klik aja&lt;a href="http://www.kaskus.us/showthread.php?t=1362404"&gt; http://www.kaskus.us/showthread.php?t=1362404&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz:&lt;/span&gt; Buah semangka, dilubangin, dikasih es batu, dikocok-kocok terus digelindingin. Jadi apa? Jadi jauh. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz:&lt;/span&gt; Pintu apa yang didorong-dorong sama 10 orang nggak bakal terbuka? Pintu yang ada tulisannya "TARIK".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz:&lt;/span&gt; menurut sebuah penelitian, permainan video game jenis action ternyata bisa meningkatkan kemampuan penglihatan. Ini disebabkan otak terlatih untuk memproses informasi visual dengan lebih efisien. Waah? latihan reflek cara baru nih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz:&lt;/span&gt; Ayam Apa yang Susah Di Cari? Ayamat rumah yang nggak ada nomer rumahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz:&lt;/span&gt; Tau ga sih kamyu kalo umur bumi udah 4,6 milliar tahun hari ini? selamat hari bumi, sayangi bumi seperti kamyu menyayangi Ibu myu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz:&lt;/span&gt; jikalau ada kalajengkin yang mengancam diri lo, janganlah panik dan bimbang. siram aja si kalajengking dengan cuka, niscaya dia akan murka dan menyengat dirinya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz: &lt;/span&gt;waah? ternyata oom Alfred Hitchcock nggak punya udel di perutnya!!! Wuuih? misterius sekali, seperti film-film yang jadi karyanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz: &lt;/span&gt;Konon, kumbang itu rasanya kaya apel, dan tawon itu kaya pine nuts (sejeniskacang). Menurut lo sendiri? Haha.. sok atuh buktikan sendiri bener atau salahnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz:&lt;/span&gt; Percaya ato nggak, French Kiss di Perancis namanya English Kiss. Lalu apakah French Fries juga menjadi English Fries di Perancis?? Ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;provoke!Buzz : &lt;/span&gt;eh eh coba deh cek ini www.issuu.com, ini dia toko buku atau percetakan koran/majalah yang menjadi sentra distribusi barang cetakan di dunia maya. Eh iya lo juga bisa menerbitkan buku lo sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz:&lt;/span&gt;Gara2 heboh flu babi, premere X-Men Origins:Wolverine trpaksa hrs ditunda di Mexico. Fans Hugh Jackman di Mexico pun gusar, sebab kali ini mau ga mau serigala hrs mau mengalah pada babi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz: &lt;/span&gt;Kenapa kalo manggil BATMAN harus pake BATLIGHT? Hehe? Jawabannya? Karena batereinya BATMAN lg LOWBAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 060509:&lt;/span&gt; Trnyata, jaman dulu mandi dianggap sbg sesuatu yg g sehat, bhkn malu2in! Queen Elizabeth I mandi 1bln sekali, smntr King John tiap 3bln skali, Queen Isabella of Spain bahkan mandi cuma 2x seumur idup, pas dia lahir, n pas menikah! Mngkn lain kli km males mandi, km bs jadiin ini sbg alasan bwt ngeles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 070509:&lt;/span&gt; Pernah mikirin ga? Olive Oil dibuat dari buah Olive, Avocado Oil dibuat dari Alpukat, Corn Oil dibuat dari Jagung, nah kalo Baby Oil??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 260609:&lt;/span&gt; Kesalahan-kesalahan (goofs) dalam film Transformers Revenge of The Fallen sudah muncul di website &lt;a href="http://www.moviemistakes.com"&gt;moviemistakes.com&lt;/a&gt;. Padahal filmnya sendiri baru saja muncul di Amerika, tapi kesalahan yang tercatat sudah ada 13 buah. Wah, pada niat ya cari kesalahan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 02062009: &lt;/span&gt;Lo tau ga kalo Jepang telat dateng ke Indonesia, maka ibukota Batavia udah dipindahin ke Bandung. Rencananya tahun 1917 pemerintah Hindia Belanda udah bikin blue print buat proyek tersebut dan salah satunya adalah proyek pembangunan Gedung Sate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 030609:&lt;/span&gt; Mulai bosen ama Facebook? Twitter gitu2 aja, nah cobain deh &lt;a href="http://www.koprol.com"&gt;www.koprol.com&lt;/a&gt;, jejaringan sosial lokal berbasis lokasi. Uniknya, di sini kita bisa liat siapa aja users lain yang lagi berada di lokasi yang sama. Lumayankan bisa langsung kopi darat,hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 230509:&lt;/span&gt; Dikutip dr CNN, Indonesia adl negara dgn pengguna Facebook terbanyak dlm 3 bln terakhir! Tapi disisi lain, pemuka agama Islam di daerah mulai cemas akan bahaya Facebook pd remaja. Fatwa haram bhkn ud jadi rencana. Gmn menurut lo? Share your thoughts di Facebook-nya Provoke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 090509:&lt;/span&gt; Next time lo ngisi bensin, belilah bensin pas malem hari (makin dingin makin baik). Soalnya bensin akan lbh berat klo dlm keadaan dingin, dan lo akan memperoleh lbh byk energy dibandingkan klo lo ngebeli bensin pas tengah hari bolong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 090509:&lt;/span&gt; Tebak-tebakaaan! Siapa nama artis jadul yang jago main basket? Jawabannya? Hetty Koes Slamdunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 130509:&lt;/span&gt; Mulai minggu ini, di Belgia dicanangkan satu hari vegetarian tiap minggunya, yg mana di hr itu smua org dianjurkan utk memakan semua yg meat-less. Nah, gmn mnrt lo klo peraturan itu diterapkan di sini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 290609:&lt;/span&gt; Suku Masai yang ditemukan di daerah Kenya dan Tanzania punya cara yang aneh untuk memberikan salam: mereka meludahi orang yang diberi salam! Wah coba kita lakukan itu di sini. Mungkin kita sudah mati digebukin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 300609: &lt;/span&gt;Tau buku Pride and Prejudice karya Jane Austen? Paling ngga pernah denger judulnya dong? Apa jadinya ya kalo karya klasik ini di mash-up dengan cerita zombie? Penulis Seth Grahame-Smith mewujudkan ide sinting ini dan yang lebih hebatnya lagi, berhasil diterbitkan! Silahkan cari di toko buku import!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 030709:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dunia ini dipenuhi barang-barang patenan yang tidak penting. Salah satu yang paling tidak penting adalah jam untuk binatang. Untuk apaaa???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 300609:&lt;/span&gt; Masyarakat Toraja menyimpan anggota keluarga mereka yang meninggal di bawah rumah mereka sampai hari pemakaman, padahal pemakamannya sendiri bisa makan waktu berbulan-bulan. Jadi pada dasarnya mereka tinggal bersama orang mati. Itu cukup?mengerikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 030709: &lt;/span&gt;Toilet yang bisa diflush pertama kali diciptakan oleh Sir John Harrington tahun 1596 untuk Ratu Elizabeth I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 060709:&lt;/span&gt; Film Psycho (1960, Alfred Hitchcock) adalah film pertama yang menunjukkan toilet flushing. Hal ini menimbulkan komplain dari penontonnya, karena dianggap ngga pantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 060709:&lt;/span&gt; Setiap tahun di Solapur, India, setiap orang tua harus melempar bayinya dari sebuah menara setinggi 50 kaki (sekitar 15 meter). Di bawah anaknya akan ditangkap oleh para penduduk? desa dengan menggunakan kain. Katanya ini supaya anaknya sehat dan panjang umur. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 070709:&lt;/span&gt; Brad Pitt diinginkan untuk menjadi Mayor New Orleans!! Seorang professor Universitas Tulane, Dr. Thomas Bayer meluncurkan sebuah kampanye online yang memberikan 13 alasan kenapa Brad Pitt pantas menjadi Mayor. Artis jadi politisi? Kok kayaknya familiar ya? Kayak di negara mana gitu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 080709: &lt;/span&gt;Kalau kita menggosok-gosok bawang bombay dengan kaki kita selama 30-60 menit, kita akan bisa merasakannya! Hal ini disebabkan karena rasanya mengalir lewat aliran darah kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 080709:&lt;/span&gt; Ternyata manusia itu bukan keturunan Neanderthal. Manusia modern dan Neanderthal adalah 2 grup yang berbeda. Penelitian DNA menunjukkan bahwa Neanderthal adalah spesies yang berbeda dan diperkirakan mereka sudah punah 30.000 tahun yang lalu, kemungkinan karena reproduksi yang lambat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 090709: &lt;/span&gt;Untuk ngetes apakah mutiara asli atau ngga, kita bisa coba menggosokan cuka. Kalau mutiara itu asli, maka cukanya bakal berbusa parah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 090709:&lt;/span&gt; Rupert Grint, si pemeran Ron di seri Harry Potter, terkena flu babi! Hal yang sama juga menimpa penyanyi Jens Lekman. Rupanya selebriti pun tidak terhindar dari penyakit yang sedang menjamur ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 100709:&lt;/span&gt; Secara statistik, kemungkinan seseorang bisa kesamber petir adalah 3000:1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 100709:&lt;/span&gt; Hanya ada dua kota yang pernah kena bom atom, Hiroshima dan Nagasaki. Dan percaya atau tidak, ada satu orang yang mengalami keduanya dan selamat, bahkan masih hidup sampai sekarang. Namanya adalah Tsutomu Yamaguchi (93 tahun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 120709: &lt;/span&gt;Resiko terhantam meteor yang jatuh adalah 1 kali setiap 9300 tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 130709:&lt;/span&gt; Bunuh diri dengan menahan napas itu mustahil, karena kalaupun kita bisa nahan napas sampe pingsan, begitu kita pingsan kita akan bernapas normal lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 130709: &lt;/span&gt;Panjang pembuluh darah di tubuh manusia kurang lebih adalah 99.779 kilometer. Jika dibentangkan, ini bisa mengelilingi bumi 2,5 kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 140709:&lt;/span&gt; Foto Che Guevara yang sangat terkenal itu dipotret oleh Alberto Korda. Pada awalnya, hanya dia yang benar-benar menghargai foto itu. Ia kemudian memberikan foto itu secara gratis kepada seorang publisher Italia, yang kemudian meraup banyak sekali untung dari foto itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 150709:&lt;/span&gt; Ternyata lebih baik berjalan daripada berlari ketika sedang hujan yang tidak terlalu lebat. Penelitian membuktikan orang yang berlari akan lebih basah kuyup ketimbang orang yang berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 170709: &lt;/span&gt;Lobster dulunya adalah makanan kelas rendah dan merupakan simbol kemiskinan. Lobster baru menjadi makanan mahal setelah ada jalur kereta api dan orang-orang kaya "ditipu" untuk membeli lobster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 210709:&lt;/span&gt; Pada survey tahun 1992, toilet di Inggris di-vote sebagai toilet paling buruk di dunia. Kalo sekarang sih udah pasti kegeser sama Indonesia lah ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 220709:&lt;/span&gt; Beberapa jalan tol di Jerman dan Swiss ternyata didesain untuk menjadi airport militer cadangan pada masa Perang Dunia II dan Perang Dingin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 230709:&lt;/span&gt; Kuku jari tangan dan kaki membutuhkan waktu 6 bulan untuk tumbuh dari pangkal sampai ke ujungnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 240709:&lt;/span&gt; Rupanya negara yang paling banyak ditanami ranjau darat adalah Mesir. Ada 23 juta ranjau darat di sana. Namun dalam 15 tahun terakhir,10 juta dari ranjau ini sudah berhasil dibersihkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 270709:&lt;/span&gt; SOS ternyata bukan singkatan dari apapun. Sinyal ini dipilih karena sangat simple dan orang yang tidak terbiasa menggunakan radio pun bisa mengirimkannya dalam sebuah keadaan darurat. Sinyal kode SOS adalah ? / - - - /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 270709:&lt;/span&gt; Di Mesir kuno, kucing dianggap suci. Kalau kucing sebuah keluarga mati, maka sekeluarga akan mencukur alisnya dan tetap dalam masa berduka sampai alis mereka tumbuh lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 280709:&lt;/span&gt; Lumba-lumba dan bonobo adalah binatang yang seperti manusia, berhubungan sex untuk kepuasan, tidak seperti binatang lain yang berhubungan sex karena musimnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 290709: &lt;/span&gt;Pada saat bangsa Sparta sedang jaya-jayanya, mereka mempunya 20 budak untuk tiap warga negara. Bayangkan sebersih apa rumah-rumah mereka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 300709: &lt;/span&gt;Bahasa Klingon (dari seri Star Trek) adalah bahasa fiksional yang paling banyak dikuasai orang. Bahasa Klingon hampir menjadi bahasa yang dikembangkan secara sempurna, bahkan dua buku Shakespeare sudah diterjemahkan ke bahasa Klingon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 030809: &lt;/span&gt;Jalan paling curam di dunia adalah Baldwin Street di Dunedin, New Zealand. Kemiringannya bisa mencapai 19 derajat di titik tercuramnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 300709:&lt;/span&gt; Lindsay Lohan 'ngutang' $37,500 kepada sebuah hotel mewah. Dia nginep di situ dan pergi tanpa bayar. Kalo dirupiahin, utangya itu sekitar Rp.380,625,000. Hmm, memang mahal bgt sih?tapi dia kan bintang film??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 030809:&lt;/span&gt; Barang peninggalan Michael Jackson dilelang untuk menutupi utang-utangnya yang bertumpuk.Barang tersebut antara lain lukisan anak kecil sedang makan es krim,lukisan Michael sedang menggandeng seorang anak lelaki,dan lukisan anak-anak sedang bermain.Hmm, banyak lukisan anak-anak ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 060809:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Swedia adalah negara pertama yang melarang hukuman anak dengan cara memukul bokong alias spanking, pada tahun 1979. Sekarang ada sekitar 24 negara yang mengikuti aturan ini. Menurut penelitian, hal ini rupanya berhasil menurunkan tingkat kekerasan pada anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 100809:&lt;/span&gt; Pejantan beberapa spesies (lebah, babon, lebah, kalajengking, dll) membuat sebuah sumbat alami setelah berhubungan seks yang dapat mencegah pejantan lain berhubungan seks dengan betina yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 140809:&lt;/span&gt; Otak Albert Einstein dikeluarkan dari kepalanya begitu ia meninggal, dengan harapan suatu hari nanti bisa dijelaskan kenapa Einstein begitu pintar. Hal ini dilakukan tanpa ijin dari keluarganya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 260809:&lt;/span&gt; Seseorang pria bernama Dauveed menikahi Clara pada bulan Juni 2009. Problemnya, Clara adalah sebuah mannequin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 150809:&lt;/span&gt; Mageirocophobia adalah phobia terhadap masak. Orang yang menderita phobia ini bisa merasa sangat terintimidasi oleh orang yang jago masak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 180809:&lt;/span&gt; The Insano adalah perosotan air tertinggi di dunia yang berada di Brazil. Tingginya mencapai 41 meter atau setara dengan gedung 14 lantai. Karena ketinggian dan kecuramannya,kecepatan merosot bisa mencapai 105km/jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 180809: &lt;/span&gt;Roadrunner adalah komputer tercepat dunia. Komputer buatan IBM seharga $133 juta ini didesain untuk mampu mempunyai performa puncak sampai dengan 1,7 petaflop. Sekedar info, 1 petaflop = lebih dari 10^15/1,000,000,000,000,000/ 1 quadrillion kalkulasi per detik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 190809: &lt;/span&gt;Ketika Anders Celcius pertama kali menciptakan skala suhu Celcius, ia membuat skalanya terbalik dari apa yang kita ketahui sekarang: 100 derajat adalah titik beku dan 0 derajat adalah titik didih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 190809:&lt;/span&gt; Nintendo pertama kali membuka usahanya pada tahun 1889 dengan nama Nintendo Koppai. Produk pertama mereka adalah kartu remi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 210809: &lt;/span&gt;Barabus TKR adalah mobil tercepat di dunia saat ini, ngalahin Bugatti Veyron. Mobil super ini mampu mencapai kecepatan 98 km/h dalam waktu 1,67 detik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 240809:&lt;/span&gt; Wendigo Psychosis adalah sebuah kelainan mental, dimana si penderita tiba-tiba sangat menginginkan daging manusia dan merasa dirinya berubah menjadi kanibal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 250809:&lt;/span&gt; Pem Dorjee dan Moni Mulepati dari Nepal adalah pasangan pertama yang berhasil menikah di puncak Gunung Everest.Mereka merahasiakan rencana mereka,krn mereka tidak yakin bisa sampai ke puncak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 280809: &lt;/span&gt;Capek denger soal pernikahan heboh gede2an? Coba denger yang satu ini: Tyree Henderson dan Trisha Lynn Esteppe menikah di McDonald's dan restoran itu tetap berjalan normal saat mereka menikah! Gak ada bedanya sama pesta ultah adik2 kita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 310809: &lt;/span&gt;Kata orang petir tidak akan menyambar tempat yang sama dua kali. Ini tidak benar, karena ternyata petir bisa menyambar tempat yang sama dua kali, dan bahkan ini cukup sering terjadi. Empire States Building disamber petir sekitar 25 kali setiap tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 020909:&lt;/span&gt; Google dan X PRIZE Foundation menawarkan 30jt dollar bagi mereka yang mampu membuat robot, mendaratkannya dengan selamat di bulan,menggerakkannya sejauh 500meter dan mengirim gambar kembali ke bumi.Pengen ikutan?Silahkan cek &lt;a href="http://www.googlelunarxprize.org"&gt;www.googlelunarxprize.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 040909: &lt;/span&gt;Eija-Riitta Berliner-Mauer adalah seorang wanita Jerman yang "mempersuami" tembok berlin. Ia menderita sebuah kelainan yang bernama Objectum-Sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 070909:&lt;/span&gt; Jennifer Lopez ternyata sangat gaptek! Dia mengaku dlm sebuah wawancara d majalah bhw ia gak suka berada dekat2 komputer, gak tau cara log on ke internet, dan itu yg bikin dia sama skali gak pernah online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 080909: &lt;/span&gt;Banyak tombol lift dan traffic light sebenarnya adalah tombol placebo, alias gak memberikan efek apapun kalo dipencet. Tombol itu ada hanya utk memberi perasaan kontrol bagi yang mencet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 110909:&lt;/span&gt; Telor apa yang ditakuti sama telor lainnya? Telor asin, soalnya ada tatonya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 140909:&lt;/span&gt; French fries tidak berasal Perancis. Ada perdebatan mengenai asal-usul French Fries, tapi yang jelas disebut bgitu karena segala macam sayuran yg dipotong dengan cara itu disebut "julienned", yg mana terdengar seperti bahasa Prancis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 140909:&lt;/span&gt; Di tubuh manusia, sekitar 1,3 kilogramnya adalah kehidupan microbial, seperti bakteri dan parasit. Banyak di antaranya memiliki peranan penting dalam tubuh kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 150909:&lt;/span&gt; Kangguru ternyata tidak bisa kentut! Mereka menghasilkan sedikit sekali gas metana yang mana mereka gunakan lagi sebagai sumber energi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 160909:&lt;/span&gt; Presiden Obama pun rupanya ikut angkat bicara soal kasus Kanye West di MTV VMA 2009. Obama menyebut Kanye West "jackass" alias dungu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 160909: &lt;/span&gt;Kuman dari kotoran manusia bisa tembus sampai 10 lapis tissue toilet! Jadi jangan lupa cuci tangan ya habis buang air besar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 230909:&lt;/span&gt; Rambo lahirnya dimana? Di turunan, waktu nganterin ibunya, mobil bapaknya remnya blong, si ibu bilang rem bo'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 240909:&lt;/span&gt; Ternyata, tadinya karakter Luke Skywalker di Star Wars itu akan diberi nama Luke Starkiller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 240909:&lt;/span&gt; Sebelum harga jam beralarm terjangkau bagi banyak orang, ternyata ada orang2 yg dipekerjakan spesifik hanya untuk membangunkan orang2 supaya gak telat kerja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 250909:&lt;/span&gt; Siapa penyanyi dunia asal Aceh yg tewas bunuh diri??&lt;br /&gt;Cut Cobain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 260909:&lt;/span&gt; Ada orang2 yang secara tidak sengaja memiliki nama yang sangat pantas dengan keahliannya, seperti Usain Bolt (sprinter Jamaica). Hal ini disebut dengan "aptronym".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 280909:&lt;/span&gt; Tikus ternyata bisa tertawa kalo dikelitikin! Ada yg mau coba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 280909:&lt;/span&gt; Banyak yg percaya bahwa bayam itu membuat kuat krn mengandung banyak zat besi. Hal ini tdk benar krn sebenarnya bayam tidak mengandung banyak zat besi. Hal ini bermula dari sebuah kesalahan penulisan pada thn 1870.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 290909:&lt;/span&gt; Apa itu cemilan?? Cebelum cepuluh, cecudah celapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 290909:&lt;/span&gt; Ternyata menurut penelitian, kita melupakan 90% dari mimpi kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 300909: &lt;/span&gt;Rokok adalah barang yang paling banyak diperjual-belikan antar negara. Sekitar 1 triliun rokok diperjual-belikan setiap tahunnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 300909:&lt;/span&gt; Apa pelajaran paling aneh yg pernah lo denger? Di University of Alabama di Tuscaloosa, ada mata kuliah tentang Zombie! Wah belajar apa ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 051009:&lt;/span&gt; Siapa bangsawan Inggris yang terkenal dengan acara lawaknya di TV?? SirMulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 081009:&lt;/span&gt; Kenapa dalang bawa keris kalo pertunjukkan wayang?&lt;br /&gt;Karena kalau bawa kompor, istrinya gak masak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 091009:&lt;/span&gt; Es apa yang bikin panas dingin dan pusing-pusing? Essai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 121009:&lt;/span&gt; Kata orang, kita gak bisa melipat kertas lebih dari 7 kali. Ini adalah fakta yg salah, krn pada tahun 2002, seorang siswa Amerika berhasil melipat kertas sebanyak 12 kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 141009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Apa superhero terkuat yang lo tau? Superman? Ternyata bahkan Superman gak ada apa-apanya dibandingkan dgn yg satu ini: The One Above All pada dasarnya adl Tuhan di dunia Marvel dan universe marvel ga akan ada tanpanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 191009: &lt;/span&gt;Sekelompok ilmuwan asal Italia dan Swedia berhasil mengembangkan sebuah tangan buatan pertama yang bisa merasakan. Tangan buatan ini disambungkan ke tangan lelaki berumur 22thn yg kehilangan tangannya akibat kanker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 191009:&lt;/span&gt; Kenapa nyamuk kalau terbang pasti bunyinya nging nging? Karena nyamuk ngisap darah coba kalau menghisap solar pasti bunyinya bremmmmmmm bremmmmmm bremmmmm bremmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 201009:&lt;/span&gt; Sebuah perusahaan Amerika bernama LifeGems dapat merubah sisa2 jasad orang yang sudah meninggal dan merubahnya menjadi sebuah cincin berlian yg dapat dipakai oleh orang yg ditinggalkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 201009:&lt;/span&gt; Apel, kentang, dan bawang bombay semua rasanya sama jika dimakan sambil menyumbat hidung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 211009: &lt;/span&gt;Bagi kalian pencinta produk Apple, produsen inovatif ini mengeluarkan serangkaian produk baru, salah satunya adalah Magic Mouse, sebuah mouse multi-touch pertama di dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 261009:&lt;/span&gt; Lukisan Michael Jackson karya Andy Warhol thn 1984 akhirnya bakal dilelang tgl 10 November nanti. Harganya dibuka mulai dari $500,000. Ada yg minat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 271009:&lt;/span&gt; Gimana caranya supaya kereta api dan motor kalau ditimbang beratnya sama? Kereta api dan motornya difoto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 281009:&lt;/span&gt; Ternyata, tiap tahun Bulan itu menjauh dari Bumi sekitar 3,8 cm. Wah, jadi suatu hari nanti Bulan bakal jauh banget dongs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 021109:&lt;/span&gt; Sebuah ruang penguburan yg terletak persis di atas kuburan Marilyn Monroe gagal dijual untuk kedua kalinya. Tadinya ruangan ini hendak dilelang, namun pada hari pelelangan tdk ada org yg melakukan penawaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 021109: &lt;/span&gt;Negara apa yang paling siap menerima hujan? Swedia payung sebelum hujan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 061109:&lt;/span&gt; Istilah check mate/skak mat di catur berasal dari bahasa Persia shah mat yang artinya adalah Raja telah mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 091109:&lt;/span&gt; Flatulist adalah orang-orang yang dibayar untuk kentut dengan cara yang menarik atau bahkan bisa membentuk nada musik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 241109:&lt;/span&gt; Suka sama kecoa? Berarti mungkin lo harus mengunjungi Michael Bohdan's Cockroaches Hall of Fame di Plano, Texas. Di sini, lo bs melihat kecoa2 mati yg diposekan ala org2 terkenal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 111109:&lt;/span&gt; Seorang perempuan di Australia diskors oleh sekolahnya gara2 mencukur rambutnya smp botak.Ia melakukan hal tsb utk mengumpulkan dana bagi penelitian penyembuhan kanker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 121109: &lt;/span&gt;Organ2/ASLSP adalah sebuah komposisi musik yg dibuat oleh John Cage. Komposisi musik ini merupakan pertunjukan musik terlama dan skrg msh berjalan. Pertunjukan musik ini direncanakan berjalan selama 639 tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 121109:&lt;/span&gt; Kesalahan yang diakibatkan salah dengar ketika mendengarkan sebuah lagu disebut dengan mondegreen. Hal ini sangat umum terjadi dan biasanya disebabkan krn seseorang tidak mengetahui lirik yg benar dr lagu tsb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 171109:&lt;/span&gt; Tidak seperti yg dipercayai kebanyakan orang, sebenarnya kuku dan rambut orang tdk tetap tumbuh setelah org tersebut meninggal. Yg benar adalah tubuh org tsb menyusut sehingga nampak kuku dan rambutnya tumbuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 241109&lt;/span&gt;: apa bedanya aksi dengan demo? Klo aksi rodanya 4, klo demo rodanya 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 301109:&lt;/span&gt; Ternyata "halo" tdk selalu menjadi kata pertama org ketika mengangkat telepon. Ketika pertama kali layanan telepon pertama kali aktif, org2 mengatakan "ahoy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 081209:&lt;/span&gt; Kalo lo suka spaghetti bolognaise, maka mungkin suatu hari nanti lo harus coba makan spaghetti asli di Bologna sana. Yg plg enak katanya ada di Clorofilla, Strada Maggiore, 64, 40125 Bologna, Bologne. Nabung yuuk buat ke sana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 151209: &lt;/span&gt;Elo suka merasakan kegembiraan berlebih kalo ngeliat hewan tersiksa? Berarti mungkin lo mengidap kelainan Zoosadism! Hmm?padahal binatang kan lucu..eh ada kecoa! Injek!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 161209:&lt;/span&gt; Pada tahun 1835, Melbourne Australia sempat bernama Batmania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Provoke!Buzz 171209:&lt;/span&gt; Ternyata orang China sudah menggunakan sidik jari sebagai tanda pengenal sejak tahun 700.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-618024034018799257?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/618024034018799257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=618024034018799257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/618024034018799257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/618024034018799257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2009/12/provokebuzz.html' title='Provoke!Buzz'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11472729142788843641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_bMzuvQsnk/Tx0r8jhTZRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/pz9w9zpzTFM/s220/179635_1794498540392_1177533007_2057623_5523080_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8182088985892515571.post-7039426770302054662</id><published>2009-12-02T10:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:46:10.638+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pvt life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn'/><title type='text'>fuck it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas is coming in 23 days and Malang is ignorant as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rencana dari bulan lalu, gw bakal natalan di batam dan ikut tante batam buat taun baruan di singapur. Tapi seperti biasa, tante gw yg di malang ga ngijinin gw keluar malang. Dan dada hanya bisa dielus. Sebenernya kata&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'seperti biasa'&lt;/i&gt; itu ga tepat sih. Kenyataannya, libur semester kemaren gw masih bisa ke jkt tapi tetep ada kontroversi yg berujung kesimpulan kalo gw cuma boleh ke jkt di liburan juli aja. Once a year. Suka tidak suka. Mau tidak mau. Agak sebel sih sama bokap gw yg ga teges bilang &lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'LO SIAPA HAH? SEENAKNYA NGATUR2  JADWAL PULANG ANAK GW!!!'&lt;/i&gt; Tapi lagi2 family complex yg tidak memungkinkan bokap terlalu vokal dalam urusan ini. Shit memang. Gw cuma pengen 4 tahun kuliah ini selese. Terus pulang ke Jkt, cari kerja dan cari suami di sana haha.. Bukan karena gw benci Malang, heeeey, lihatlah postingan2 gw kemaren2.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Gw terlalu cinta malang, terlalu cinta brawijaya, teman2 kampus, dan tempat2 di mana gw bisa killing time, tapi gw jg terlalu benci aturan2 di rumah yg gw tinggali di mlg ini, cara pikir tante om nenek yg kelewat kolot, dan hal2 lainnya yg intinya ya berputar di pikiran kolot mereka lah.&lt;/span&gt; Sebenernya ga ada alasan yg sangat penting sampe2 gw benci bgt sama mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw cuma ga suka krn mereka &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;terlalu perfeksionis&lt;/span&gt; dan secara ga langsung sifat itu sangat menular ke gw. Dan buat ussi, gw sangat tidak seperfeksionis ini dulu. Gw akuin, keperfesionisan gw sekarang amat sangat menakutkan. Blame my aunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw ga suka &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;rumah yg terlalu rapi&lt;/span&gt; ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw ga suka &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;cara mereka membuat gw sangat merasa berdosa kalo ga bantu bersih2 rumah&lt;/span&gt;. Sebenernya mereka ga complain kalo gw ga bantu2, eh ga deng mereka SANGAT complain pas minggu2 awal gw dtg di mlg dan belom terbiasa dgn rutinitas bersih2 rumah mereka. Well sekarang, selama kurang lebih setahun ini udah kebentuk kebiasaan kalo gw yg akan selau nyapu seluruh rumah kecuali teras dan rental, akan selalu nyetrika bajunya semua orang rumah, dan akan selalu sehari bantu nyuci sehari nyetrika (selang seling). I'm not complaining! Tapi perlu dicatat aja, itu semua terbentuk seperti kewajiban gw atau formalitas setiap harinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw benci karena mereka ga sadar kenapa gw betah banget di kampus dr jam 11 pagi - setengah 10 malem. Hellooo, don't you know that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I HATE BEING HOME&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw benci karena ketika gw mencoba mengisi liburan gw dgn pergi ke mall sm temen gw (kegiatan yg sangat tdk ok sebenernya), mereka menjadikan itu sbg big deal. BIG deal kayak gw tiap hari clubbing. Sampe tante Malang curhat ke tante Batam blg betapa tdk bisanya dia mengurusi anak yg sukanya maen di luar rumah trs. Padahal itu cuma jalan2, di mall pula, dan hanya 4 jam. Ok, gw mulai emosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw BENCI mereka krn &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mereka ngebuat dosa2 gw makin bertambah&lt;/span&gt;. Tiap gw mau maen, gw blg belajar kelompok. Tiap gw males pulang di gap pelajaran yg sampe 4 jam lebih itu, gw blg belajar bersama. Tiap gw mau online di warnet ambil paket 3 jam, gw blg rapat PMK. Tiap gw pergi sama cowo, gw blg pergi sama satu kelas. Tiap gw mau nginep dan seneng2, gw blg nginep krn ada tugas kampus. Tiap gw mau trip jauh (contohnya pas ke jogja sm ussi vira waktu itu), gw blg kalo gw pulang ke jkt. Bokap gw pun gw ceritain kalo gw boong supaya dpt ijin dan dia sangat memaklumi. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Gw HARUS SELALU BOONG untuk dapet ijin&lt;/span&gt;. Kalo gw pinokio mungkin hidung gw udah bisa ditekuk 12 lipetan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw benci krn dulu gw ga sadar, saat gw memutuskan kuliah di sini harusnya gw sadar &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ga akan segampang itu dapet ijin buat pulang ke jkt&lt;/span&gt; walaupun pada awalnya tante gw blg kalo gw boleh pulang tiap libur semester. Lo mesti tau perjuangan gw buat pulang ke jkt. Pertama minta ijin uti gw, minta ijin tante malang, mereka ok. Terus entah bagaimana tiba2 tante batam nlp dan marah2in gw krn gw dianggap tidak menjadi contoh buat adek2 gw soalnya gw plg terus tiap liburan. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gw kasian sm mereka krn mereka selalu berkutat di rumah terus. Nenek gw ga bisa ke mana2 krn uda tua. Tante gw hampir selalu ada di dapur krn kalo keluar bentar pun pasti akan dicariin nenek gw setengah mati. Om gw masih mobile tapi tidak sebebas gw karena kerjanya jg di rmh dan tante gw selalu nelpon kalo om gw keluar rumah lebih dari sejam. Bahkan gw lebih tau kota malang daripada mereka yg ngabisin hidup mereka di kota ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang gw sesalkan kenapa mereka selalu complain setiap gw pergi lama. Iri mungkin. Karena gw punya sejuta alasan kenapa gw pergi lama. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa ya. Gw cuma pengen kebebasan sih. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tidak ada jam malam, tidak ada BACKSTABBER yg selalu ngomongin orang di belakang tapi kalo ketemu diem aja&lt;/span&gt; (jari tengah buat keluarga yg kya gt), dan &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;tidak ada aturan kalo gw harus di rumah setiap hari libur&lt;/span&gt;. Toh kalo kata mereka gw harus diatur, seenggaknya mereka liat sikon. Gw uda kuliah dan hampir 20 tahun. Udah tau mana yg bener dan salah. Duh kenapa sihhh punya keluarga yg tinggal ditaun 2009 tp cara pikirnya masih cara pikir 1945 TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha tau ah. Semoga selama dua setengah tahun ke depan ada perubahan kualitas hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;*dalem hati sangat sangat berdoa mudah2an ga ada satupun keluarga gw yg baca tulisan ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8182088985892515571-7039426770302054662?l=undefinedserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/7039426770302054662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8182088985892515571&amp;postID=7039426770302054662&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/7039426770302054662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8182088985892515571/posts/default/7039426770302054662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedserenity.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuck-it.html' title='fuck it'/><author><name>atl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.c
