<?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-6855170800422288962</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:06:00.597+07:00</updated><category term='foodporn'/><category term='tweetland'/><category term='drrrrreams'/><category term='me'/><category term='holidaaayyy'/><category term='picture'/><category term='city'/><category term='dvds'/><category term='movies'/><category term='family'/><category term='folks'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='video'/><category term='novios'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='music'/><category term='coolest'/><category term='art'/><category term='love'/><category term='dance'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='shit happens'/><category term='medschool'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Walking on a dream</title><subtitle type='html'>I DO WHAT I DO BEST: DAYDREAMING</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-578623379630881876</id><published>2010-02-05T19:16:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T19:18:40.803+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Whoaaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I accidentally remembered about this blog and guess what? people are commenting on my posts! Wooop, sooo happy : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry for the lack of update, medschool is a battlefield... battlefield... battlefield.... : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-578623379630881876?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/578623379630881876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2010/02/whoaaaa.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/578623379630881876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/578623379630881876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2010/02/whoaaaa.html' title='Whoaaaa!'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4843726565724099479</id><published>2010-01-09T13:58:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:05:00.417+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mungkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mungkin kamu, cuma perlu waktu, untuk tau kalau ternyata kamu sebego itu tanpa aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ini semua cuma kemungkinan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;mungkin seperti; mungkin sebenernya Segitiga Bermuda itu khayalan belaka, mungkin seperti; mungkin Amelia Earhart itu masih hidup, tinggal di sebuah rumah indah di atas bukit di Prancis, dan sedang enak-enaknya menikmati masa tuanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin seperti; mungkin sebenernya aku juga nggak perlu kamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4843726565724099479?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4843726565724099479/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2010/01/mungkin.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4843726565724099479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4843726565724099479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2010/01/mungkin.html' title='Mungkin'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6636502221823609607</id><published>2010-01-09T13:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:57:51.086+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Kemarin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvbulzCTYg1qzr7ibo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvbulzCTYg1qzr7ibo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;mungkin nggak tahun 2010 kita ketemu lagi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ffffound.com/image/bb5ab65385e5281d41a42f6fe8a4a825a16ff740"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-6636502221823609607?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6636502221823609607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2010/01/kemarin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6636502221823609607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6636502221823609607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2010/01/kemarin.html' title='Kemarin'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4782757214347931421</id><published>2010-01-03T21:56:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:08:28.248+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><title type='text'>Curhat</title><content type='html'>Mood saya lagi down, niatnya sih malem ini mu belajar, tapi kalo mood kayak gini tidur pun nggak bisa, apalagi belajar.&lt;br /&gt;Saya nggak tau ya, ini saya doang apa semua anak kayak gini ya? Saya punya perfect plan untuk malam ini: ke Tebet, belajar sampe jam 10, besoknya bangun pagi dan pergi ke kampus dengan cerah ceria.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi.................... tadi Ayah SMS, katanya kalo mau ke Tebet telfon aja, soalnya Ayah ada di rumah tetangga. Yaudah saya bales: ini lagi nungguin ayah, kapan mau ke Tebet? takut kemaleman. Case close.&lt;br /&gt;Namun mbak saya naik ke kamar, bilang Mama manggil. Saya turun dan Mama bilang blablablabla yang intinya: Ke Tebetnya besok aja, besok saya berangkat kuliah dari Cinere. Saya sih nerima aja, yowes...&lt;br /&gt;Terus tiba2 Mama naik ke kamar, ngebuka lemari, dan ngomentarin semua baju saya. Kok kamu beli baju mulu? Kok baju yang ini belom pernah di pake? zzzzzz abis nggak sih, saya cuma iya iya doang sambil main internet.&lt;br /&gt;Disini saya mulai kesel, udah gak boleh ke Tebet malam ini, bongkar bongkar lemari dan ngomentarin semuanya, kayak saya ini nggak ada benernya aja deh.&lt;br /&gt;Terus tiba-tiba Ayah dateng, manggil saya dan nanya "Ayo cepetan katanya mau ke Tebet? Keburu malem?" jegeeerrrr! saya ngelongo "loh kata Mama besok aja?" Bokap bingung. Inilah akibatnya kalo orangtua kita lupa kalo dunia udah maju dan telepon dan bahkan HP sudah diciptakan.&lt;br /&gt;Saya pun ke atas, siapin buku dan tas dan baju, ketika bokap tiba2 bilang lagi: yaudah ke Tebetnya besok aja.&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah pengen nangiiiiiiisssssss rasanya sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a mess right now, not in the mood to study, to sleep, to even hear a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: sorry if this post is a mess too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4782757214347931421?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4782757214347931421/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2010/01/curhat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4782757214347931421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4782757214347931421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2010/01/curhat.html' title='Curhat'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8258967027460728302</id><published>2009-12-23T23:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:14:19.020+07:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this crazy thought just 2 seconds ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have to let you go before you broke my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-8258967027460728302?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8258967027460728302/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/12/you.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8258967027460728302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8258967027460728302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/12/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-3433051034251184118</id><published>2009-12-09T01:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:25:14.024+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because it's 1:30 and I got another mid-exam on Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sx6Z6A0_2fI/AAAAAAAAAWk/qa1_0Vvis7A/s1600-h/3XhsOLDTxm1d3t3fTum6qi0Eo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sx6Z6A0_2fI/AAAAAAAAAWk/qa1_0Vvis7A/s400/3XhsOLDTxm1d3t3fTum6qi0Eo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412933024079665650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;somehow, we're an owl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-3433051034251184118?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/3433051034251184118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-its-130-and-i-got-another-mid.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3433051034251184118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3433051034251184118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-its-130-and-i-got-another-mid.html' title='Because it&apos;s 1:30 and I got another mid-exam on Thursday'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sx6Z6A0_2fI/AAAAAAAAAWk/qa1_0Vvis7A/s72-c/3XhsOLDTxm1d3t3fTum6qi0Eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1168640797754371051</id><published>2009-12-09T01:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:19:19.429+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;“I’ve found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said “Journeys end in lovers meeting.” What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said “love is blind”. Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there’s another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas’, the worst Birthday’s, New Years Eve’s brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I’ve been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can’t swallow! All the usual symptoms.”&lt;br /&gt;--- Iris, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;source:filmquotes.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-1168640797754371051?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1168640797754371051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-found-almost-everything-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1168640797754371051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1168640797754371051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-found-almost-everything-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8893020206125958376</id><published>2009-11-15T18:37:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:47:35.212+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Strangerrrr bahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="statuslog"&gt;Connecting to server...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="statuslog"&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="strangermsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;Stranger:&lt;/span&gt;  jellybean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="youmsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;You:&lt;/span&gt; hi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="youmsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;You:&lt;/span&gt; YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT YOU AGAIN?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="strangermsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;Stranger:&lt;/span&gt; theres more then one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="strangermsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;Stranger:&lt;/span&gt; artard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="youmsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;You:&lt;/span&gt; OMG YEAAASSSS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="strangermsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;Stranger:&lt;/span&gt; who ru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="youmsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;You:&lt;/span&gt; I'M YOUR MOM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="strangermsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;Stranger:&lt;/span&gt; shes next to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="strangermsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;Stranger:&lt;/span&gt; not on computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="strangermsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;Stranger:&lt;/span&gt; nor phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="strangermsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;Stranger:&lt;/span&gt; pwned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="youmsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;You:&lt;/span&gt; OMG JACOB?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="youmsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;You:&lt;/span&gt; IS THAT YOUUU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="strangermsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;Stranger:&lt;/span&gt; black?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="youmsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;You:&lt;/span&gt; uh huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="youmsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;You:&lt;/span&gt; I'M YOU MOMMA WEREWOLF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="logitem"&gt;&lt;div class="strangermsg"&gt;&lt;span class="msgsource"&gt;Stranger:&lt;/span&gt; totz&lt;br /&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/6855170800422288962-8893020206125958376?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8893020206125958376/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/strangerrrr-bahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8893020206125958376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8893020206125958376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/strangerrrr-bahaha.html' title='Strangerrrr bahaha'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-3754010938113054198</id><published>2009-11-14T23:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:24:52.377+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;Tragedies happen. What are you gonna do, give up? Quit? No. I realize now that when your heart breaks, you got to fight like hell to make sure you’re still alive. Because you are. And that pain you feel? That’s life. The confusion and fear? That’s there to remind you that somewhere out there is something better, and that something is worth fighting for.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--One Tree Hill&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/6855170800422288962-3754010938113054198?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/3754010938113054198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/tragedies-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3754010938113054198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3754010938113054198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/tragedies-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1539820374969986384</id><published>2009-11-13T22:16:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:26:12.354+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>It was raining and I was stuck in the traffic for 2 hours all I can do was thinking about the past and listening to this song...</title><content type='html'>Let’s pretend baby&lt;br /&gt;That you’ve just met me&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve never seen you before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll tell all my friends&lt;br /&gt;That I think you’re starin’&lt;br /&gt;And you say the same to yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, we’ll dance around it all night&lt;br /&gt;And then I’ll follow you outside&lt;br /&gt;And try to open up my mouth&lt;br /&gt;And nothing comes out right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna fall in love with you again&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to try&lt;br /&gt;It’s so easy&lt;br /&gt;Who needs to pretend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because it’s so funny&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just think about it, honey&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll call you in three days&lt;br /&gt;Not too soon, not too late&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll ask your roommate if you’re home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call me on Thursday&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll hang out all day&lt;br /&gt;Then fall asleep on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I’ll hold your hand when we drive&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll lose track of all the time&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll tell everyone&lt;br /&gt;That we ain’t never felt so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna fall in love with you again&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to try&lt;br /&gt;It’s so easy&lt;br /&gt;Who needs to pretend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because it’s so funny&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just think about it, honey&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll fall disgustingly fast&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll stop hangin’ out with friends&lt;br /&gt;And they’ll be so offended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna fall in love with you again&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to try&lt;br /&gt;It’s so easy&lt;br /&gt;Who needs to pretend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because it’s so funny&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just think about it, honey&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let’s just fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--Let's Just Fall in Love again,&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Jason Castro&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-1539820374969986384?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1539820374969986384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-was-raining-and-i-was-stuck-in.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1539820374969986384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1539820374969986384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-was-raining-and-i-was-stuck-in.html' title='It was raining and I was stuck in the traffic for 2 hours all I can do was thinking about the past and listening to this song...'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6616318588842494608</id><published>2009-11-08T20:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:05:10.313+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayo bakar diri sendiri</title><content type='html'>Merasa seperti kayu bakar&lt;br /&gt;Tugas-tugas dan pelajaran seperti abu&lt;br /&gt;Kayu bakar harus dibakar biar jadi abu&lt;br /&gt;Saya perlu api-nya......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-6616318588842494608?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6616318588842494608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/ayo-bakar-diri-sendiri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6616318588842494608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6616318588842494608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/ayo-bakar-diri-sendiri.html' title='Ayo bakar diri sendiri'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8736984892902999562</id><published>2009-11-08T17:28:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:58:45.999+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Praktikum Anatomi, 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hola amigos! wawuu, udah lama yang gue nggak nge-post ; ) sorry for the lack of updates, been busy with college stuff, even reading Sobotta while writing this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;Hari Jum'at kemaren adalah kali kedua gue Praktikum Anatomi, and we were working with cadavers! oh wee. Quite excited, and can't wait to enter the lab. Diluar kita foto-foto gitu terus diliatin sama senior, hehehe, maaf ya kak, gini nih kalo mahasiswa tahun pertama, masih norak!&lt;br /&gt;; P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kita masuk deh ke lab, dan ternyata cuma ada beberapa cadaver gitu, dan kelompok gue bukan termasuk kelompok yang beruntung bisa langsung dapet, jadi yaudah deh kita kerja sama preparat basah dulu (organ-organnya udah dikeluarin dari cadavernya) seperti biasa Pryta jadi gurunya. Woo-wee, susah bangeeeettt! Dasar gue goblok abis belom baca Sobotta (atlas anatomi) jadi gue dengerin dan nyatetin disitu.&lt;br /&gt;Oh iyaaaa, ada kejadian goblok. Jadi ceritanya temen gue penasaran gitu mau kedapetan cadaver, jadi pas mas-mas petugas lab dateng dorong cadaver dia narik-narik mas-mas itu sambil bilang. "Mas-mas, sini aja mas, sini aja mas." Terus yaudah, sama mas-nya kita dikasih cadaver itu. Pas cadaver udah di depan mata, satu kelompok diem, bingung mau ngapain. Sampe salah satu temen gue bilang. "Oke, ayo kita mulai..." hahaha baru deh kita mulai ngambil petunjuk praktikum. Terus temen gue bilang lagi. "Ayo mana gasternya coba?" (gaster itu lambung) pas kita buka perut cadavernya..... loh kok nggak bisa kebuka? "Lah, ini masih ada omentum major-nya?" (omentum major itu kayak lemak di perut gitu) kita semua bingung kan. "Ini cara ngeliatnya gimana ya?" yaelaaaahhh, ternyata cadaver kita belom kebuka!&lt;br /&gt;Ah sial, lagi-lagi kita akhirnya harus belajar pake preparat basah dulu -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kita latihan pake model, diajarin senior. Gilaaaaa susah susah susah susah abis abis abis gila gila gila. I'm doomed, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, habis gitu belajar lagi diajarin sama kakak senior pake cadaver. Seniornya baik banget deh, seneng gue : )))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, seneng aja akhirnya praktikum juga, walaupun gue tersendat-sendat banget belajarnya. Harus nyemangatin diri sendiri deh biar belajaaarrrrrm, grrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck, peeps&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-8736984892902999562?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8736984892902999562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/praktikum-anatomi-20.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8736984892902999562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8736984892902999562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/praktikum-anatomi-20.html' title='Praktikum Anatomi, 2.0'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-3268252662847258539</id><published>2009-11-08T16:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:26:03.055+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God</title><content type='html'>I fell in love with my tumblr's new themw, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nranp.tumblr.com"&gt;check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-3268252662847258539?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/3268252662847258539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-my-god.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3268252662847258539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3268252662847258539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh My God'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-3496666234929366306</id><published>2009-11-01T18:50:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:57:00.648+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>I miss you much much much</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday I went to have lunch with my friends; Salwa, Rissa, Icha, Linda and Gigi at Fish&amp;amp;Co, the food's pretty great as usual and we have lots of talk. I miss talking with my friends and have a laugh with 'em. So, yaaay for last saturday! it was a very great day : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Su13V5qfZ_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/i4V2WIC6L3I/s1600-h/12161_182008214432_635659432_2595275_6142209_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Su13V5qfZ_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/i4V2WIC6L3I/s400/12161_182008214432_635659432_2595275_6142209_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399102746427090930" 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/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Su12-2OnyJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/3pGluneyExc/s1600-h/12161_181973014432_635659432_2594864_8319498_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Su12-2OnyJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/3pGluneyExc/s400/12161_181973014432_635659432_2594864_8319498_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399102350367901842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-3496666234929366306?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/3496666234929366306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-you-much-much-much.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3496666234929366306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3496666234929366306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-you-much-much-much.html' title='I miss you much much much'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Su13V5qfZ_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/i4V2WIC6L3I/s72-c/12161_182008214432_635659432_2595275_6142209_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1462100169997165728</id><published>2009-10-28T23:34:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:52:45.799+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish I have stories to tell, but I don't-- which a shame, because this post's title is Stories. Anyway, life's being a roller coaster ride as usual, have to be awake till 1 AM last night, working on some assignments and have exam on Friday, at 8 AM! And being such a procrastinator as always so I haven't even started making some mind maps.&lt;br /&gt;By the way I'm currently reading The Misteryous Benedict Society, by Trenton Lee Stewart.&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/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Suh2gh1uNiI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-8QjbpJNBsY/s1600-h/mysterious-719726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Suh2gh1uNiI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-8QjbpJNBsY/s400/mysterious-719726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397694454615127586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it is a series too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This book has Series of Unfortunate Events' style astonishing problems, and the children centered form which I like, I always love novels with kids' adventures like this one, I actually wishing that I'm the main character of that book, being involved in such dangerous condition, carried a big mission. woo-wee, life would be exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have I told you that Jakarta's being a nice friend lately? I know I know, people are always complaining about Jakarta. The neverending traffic, pollution, uncomfortable mass transportation et al. But I'm seeing Jakarta from a different point of view right now. Besides, the weather's nice these days, with rains every evening. Ah how I love rain and the smell of the grass after raining, smells better that Chanel No. 5 ; )&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/6855170800422288962-1462100169997165728?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1462100169997165728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/stories.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1462100169997165728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1462100169997165728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/stories.html' title='Stories'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Suh2gh1uNiI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-8QjbpJNBsY/s72-c/mysterious-719726.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7778813033962618348</id><published>2009-10-28T23:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:34:06.858+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Kids of the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9EWGinAzcJs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9EWGinAzcJs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angelica's worst Nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oFt0ANLPiI8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-7778813033962618348?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7778813033962618348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/kids-of-future.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7778813033962618348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7778813033962618348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/kids-of-future.html' title='Kids of the future'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-9098509304135128691</id><published>2009-10-28T15:44:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:19:10.121+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SugLQEqsjfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmYgzPP9Raw/s1600-h/73510_Preppie_-_Carly_Zucker_returning_from_shopping_in_West_London_-_October_23_2009_020_122_207lo-500x810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SugLQEqsjfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmYgzPP9Raw/s400/73510_Preppie_-_Carly_Zucker_returning_from_shopping_in_West_London_-_October_23_2009_020_122_207lo-500x810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397576524162174450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly Cole&lt;br /&gt;--Joe Cole's wifey&lt;br /&gt;loving the jacket, the smile, hair, shopping bags&lt;br /&gt;but not the pants and shoes&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/6855170800422288962-9098509304135128691?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/9098509304135128691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/carly-cole-joe-coles-wifey-loving.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/9098509304135128691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/9098509304135128691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/carly-cole-joe-coles-wifey-loving.html' title=''/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SugLQEqsjfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EmYgzPP9Raw/s72-c/73510_Preppie_-_Carly_Zucker_returning_from_shopping_in_West_London_-_October_23_2009_020_122_207lo-500x810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7761714436563941268</id><published>2009-10-25T19:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:11:12.102+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>after 5 days of college, seminar on friday, going to the dentist after the seminar, after all the craziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yesterday was Saturday, cos it's Sunday and 7PM already. Saturday was great. Mom's staying at my grandmother's house because she has appointment close to grandma's house on Saturday morning, and Dad's making me noodle for breakfast, after that I told him that I wanna go to Regina's house, she was my best mate in high school and I miss her like hell. So at around 900AM Dad took me to Regina's and we did what we love the most, hiding under her blanket, with the AC turned on, and watching HBO. We watched 'Made of Honor' thank God Patrick Dempsey accompany us that morning.&lt;br /&gt;Going to Regina's house was always like this. The two of us, doing nothing but watching television and eating. We're ordering KFC and eating it while watching Mr. Dempsey doing silly things to steal the bride.&lt;br /&gt;At 4PM, after 2 hrs of sleeping, and the rest doing nothing, Regina told me that she has to go selling flowers and she want me to help her. I always liked to help a friend so I said 'Yes'.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies and now my lazy friend Regina is driving! woo-wee. In high school her driver always drove her everywhere but now, he's sitting beside her and she's the one behind the wheel. To be honest, I am praying from the second the turned the car's machine on.&lt;br /&gt;She picked her friend, Ruhut, and she's a friend of my friend so we kinda talk a lot. I told Regina that I want to go to Ace Hardware if possible, so we went to Pondok Indah Mall. I used to hate PIM on saturday night, but turned out it was nice cos we get to meet our friend.&lt;br /&gt;Regina asked, 'who else in there? i wanna sell my flowers.' so I told her that I saw Ama's updating her twitter said she's at PIM. Oookay, so we went to PIM and it was a very windy afternoon. And I'm being a total moron cos once again I forgot to bring my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get the wallpaper, so we go straight to where Ama is, Sushi Tei. God I misssss Ama! She's a kind, talkative, funny, yet very good listener. All she can do is laughing when I'm talking. I don't know I'm that funny : )&lt;br /&gt;Ama introduced us to her friends from high school and I asked them if they know my friends who went to school with them and they said 'YES!' and the last thing I knew we were gossiping, laughing, and talking like old friends.&lt;br /&gt;It is always nice to meet new friends, but nicer to meet the old one. Last time I saw Regina was..... I can't even remember, it was months ago I think. And Ama? weee, it has been years! So Saturday was reunion day for me as my Dad went to his high school reunion too.&lt;br /&gt;Btw I bought this book called 'The Mysterious Benedict Society' by Trenton Lee Stewart for only 88000 rupiahs. I can't pay it with my credit card so I pay it with my supposed-to-be-wallpaper-money. And to be honest it has been weeks since I'm using cash to pay for something other than food, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;The 5 days of studying, seminar, group work, hecticness, was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&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/6855170800422288962-7761714436563941268?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7761714436563941268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-5-days-of-college-seminar-on.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7761714436563941268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7761714436563941268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-5-days-of-college-seminar-on.html' title='after 5 days of college, seminar on friday, going to the dentist after the seminar, after all the craziness'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-5976670123463081153</id><published>2009-10-25T18:46:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:06:25.074+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SuQ-U84h7aI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wa-eVemef0U/s1600-h/DSC_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SuQ-U84h7aI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wa-eVemef0U/s400/DSC_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396506783158234530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*woof woof&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/6855170800422288962-5976670123463081153?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/5976670123463081153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/moi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5976670123463081153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5976670123463081153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/moi.html' title='Moi'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SuQ-U84h7aI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wa-eVemef0U/s72-c/DSC_0207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6978001044229352640</id><published>2009-10-24T00:59:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:04:15.905+07:00</updated><title type='text'>10000 times like before</title><content type='html'>Okay so I have toothache (is that right) right now and the urge to write (about nothing) so this post will be short and undeniably, useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had a very long day today, with class starts at 800AM ends at 1200PM, have to wait till 1500 for the seminar and watching the debate from 1600 to 1830. After that me and Mitha takes the transjakarta bus to go home, to Cinere. So I have to say, that I'm really happy to be home. Just came back from the dentist and I guess I'm not good with my teeth. sooowwrreeeyyy. whatevs. Anyways, I kinda realized that I have this world inside my head and I'm actually the one controlling it (besides it's my head, d'oh) and I have a really good time there. So i'm off to bed, and as my favorite supporting actor, Def from Nick &amp;amp; Norah's Infinite Playlist said, "Goodnight, my hetero heroin..."&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/6855170800422288962-6978001044229352640?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6978001044229352640/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/10000-times-like-before.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6978001044229352640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6978001044229352640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/10000-times-like-before.html' title='10000 times like before'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6885133200930813400</id><published>2009-10-24T00:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:58:55.355+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>brobbobboroborbobrobrobrobro&lt;br /&gt;will be back later&lt;br /&gt;goodnight&amp;amp;goodluck, women&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-6885133200930813400?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6885133200930813400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6885133200930813400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6885133200930813400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8750262326140474820</id><published>2009-10-18T18:21:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:38:55.156+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Photobooth Madness</title><content type='html'>With my friends from med school. See, we all wanted to be a doctor but we loves to have fun too, so last Tuesday (if I'm not mistaken) we went to Mitha's room before college, at around 7AM and taking some very random and crazy photos. Here's some of it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str8kvAi0CI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fP5V2rzO1Yk/s1600-h/8229_157144085851_665430851_2920799_6559236_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str8kvAi0CI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fP5V2rzO1Yk/s400/8229_157144085851_665430851_2920799_6559236_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393901211753828386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str8UErX6jI/AAAAAAAAAUw/o0AfNbMe90s/s1600-h/8229_157144065851_665430851_2920796_6421326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str8UErX6jI/AAAAAAAAAUw/o0AfNbMe90s/s400/8229_157144065851_665430851_2920796_6421326_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393900925512837682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str8xkyPqSI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Uu9AwVl1BXg/s1600-h/8229_157144075851_665430851_2920798_7019671_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str8xkyPqSI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Uu9AwVl1BXg/s400/8229_157144075851_665430851_2920798_7019671_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393901432347797794" 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/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str77aHsQBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/UKmtprFxOfE/s1600-h/8229_157144070851_665430851_2920797_2950825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str77aHsQBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/UKmtprFxOfE/s400/8229_157144070851_665430851_2920797_2950825_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393900501772025874" 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/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str7t8fkBkI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jTn8vItG6KM/s1600-h/8229_157144055851_665430851_2920794_2761320_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str7t8fkBkI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jTn8vItG6KM/s400/8229_157144055851_665430851_2920794_2761320_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393900270480787010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str9oPOEADI/AAAAAAAAAVI/CTv5riivyRg/s1600-h/8229_157144130851_665430851_2920807_3912735_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str9oPOEADI/AAAAAAAAAVI/CTv5riivyRg/s400/8229_157144130851_665430851_2920807_3912735_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393902371451699250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL at the photos!&lt;br /&gt;PS: wish me luck for college, thankies ; ) !&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/6855170800422288962-8750262326140474820?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8750262326140474820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/photobooth-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8750262326140474820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8750262326140474820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/photobooth-madness.html' title='Photobooth Madness'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Str8kvAi0CI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fP5V2rzO1Yk/s72-c/8229_157144085851_665430851_2920799_6559236_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1005096687917898650</id><published>2009-10-18T02:58:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T03:05:55.293+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Currently listening to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;some people said I live in the past. My favorite movie is Pretty woman, I love my Grandpa's old photos and postcards, I want to rob Mom's clothes when she was in high school, and I have this neverending love and honor for Jim Morrison and John Lennon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently listeng to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bay_City_Rollers"&gt;Bay City Rollers &lt;/a&gt;'Bye Bye Baby' from their 1975's album, Once Upon A Stars. The music is so good and you would want to slow dancing with your loved ones and when the song end you'd never want to say bye bye baby and tell the DJ to replay it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7O7zZDNBKks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7O7zZDNBKks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-1005096687917898650?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-3561102504842550481</id><published>2009-10-18T02:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T02:58:25.711+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have I told you he's my boyfriend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yGYrwhu8hhM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yGYrwhu8hhM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iker Casillas in Mali, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&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/6855170800422288962-3561102504842550481?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/3561102504842550481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-i-told-you-hes-my-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3561102504842550481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3561102504842550481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-i-told-you-hes-my-boyfriend.html' title='Have I told you he&apos;s my boyfriend?'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-5746382483320483296</id><published>2009-10-18T02:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T02:47:35.662+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Kinda bored so I'm being cheesy right now by posting my clothes today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/StoetM9eirI/AAAAAAAAAUY/xj9oz6ILTZI/s1600-h/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/StoetM9eirI/AAAAAAAAAUY/xj9oz6ILTZI/s400/Picture+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393657265651616434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA. crappy photo but I love this 'vest' I'm wearing. It's actually Mom's old shirt wearing as vest. And that gray shirt really comes good with anything.&lt;br /&gt;shit I wanna post 'this' kind of pictures more but with better resolution&lt;br /&gt;gonna fix this mess laterrrr bye bye&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/6855170800422288962-5746382483320483296?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/5746382483320483296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/kinda-bored-so-im-being-cheesy-right.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5746382483320483296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5746382483320483296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/kinda-bored-so-im-being-cheesy-right.html' title='Kinda bored so I&apos;m being cheesy right now by posting my clothes today'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/StoetM9eirI/AAAAAAAAAUY/xj9oz6ILTZI/s72-c/Picture+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7178653380799776804</id><published>2009-10-18T02:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T02:41:18.512+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drrrrreams'/><title type='text'>300,000 People in this world or more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;heyya.&lt;br /&gt;this is 0240 in the morning and I still can't sleep. Well actually I'm very tired back from the big big family gathering and wanted to go to bed, but can't. The family gathering was fun, as always. I love my cousins! Haha. It's always good to be the big boss lol ; )&lt;br /&gt;As Sunday come my heart aches because that means that I have to go back to Tebet. Tebet seems like something that's created to awake me from my 2 days dream. Being in Cinere was always like a dream. I woke up today thinking 'OMG I'm in my room' and hugged my pillow as if I've never seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, tomorrow. Sunday. Maybe going to some mall to buy an iPhone. lol kidding. I wish I was but no. I'm going to change my watch battere cause it's dead now and I honestly can't live without my watch. and I guess that's it for now, bye&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/6855170800422288962-7178653380799776804?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7178653380799776804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/300000-people-in-this-world-or-more.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7178653380799776804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7178653380799776804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/300000-people-in-this-world-or-more.html' title='300,000 People in this world or more'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-2493041730669759594</id><published>2009-10-17T15:52:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:05:54.834+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Lights</title><content type='html'>I wanna see you,&lt;br /&gt;standing here beside me&lt;br /&gt;and it's getting cold and you'd give me your jacket&lt;br /&gt;and the wind blows my hair&lt;br /&gt;and we'll stood there in silence&lt;br /&gt;the lights are here&lt;br /&gt;Bandung,  you said&lt;br /&gt;is our dream&lt;br /&gt;it is the one that makes us connected&lt;br /&gt;it's not anymore&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying with Bay city rollers tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---to the memory of the never ending dreams of you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: don't take this seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-2493041730669759594?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/2493041730669759594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/lights.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2493041730669759594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2493041730669759594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/lights.html' title='Lights'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1468611469897661965</id><published>2009-10-17T15:11:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:22:51.148+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Social Interview asked me, 'What Makes Salwa Rijadi Happy?'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Rissa Nirwandar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pity something went wrong so it never got published&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/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Stl-PiJDOOI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Zw6-eYGMz8E/s1600-h/5116_1176577928212_1041024572_30518693_451189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Stl-PiJDOOI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Zw6-eYGMz8E/s400/5116_1176577928212_1041024572_30518693_451189_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393480834080782562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rissa&amp;amp;Moi&amp;amp;Salwa, High School Graduation, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&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/6855170800422288962-1468611469897661965?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1468611469897661965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/social-interview-asked-me-what-makes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1468611469897661965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1468611469897661965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/social-interview-asked-me-what-makes.html' title='Social Interview asked me, &apos;What Makes Salwa Rijadi Happy?&apos;'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Stl-PiJDOOI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Zw6-eYGMz8E/s72-c/5116_1176577928212_1041024572_30518693_451189_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-798341914903304260</id><published>2009-10-17T14:09:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:30:54.346+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>This Blog's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/StlwRsnHrCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-lM3UMoeCjc/s1600-h/tumblr_krnai8pPrN1qzw2pco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/StlwRsnHrCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-lM3UMoeCjc/s400/tumblr_krnai8pPrN1qzw2pco1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393465478088207394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where The Wild Things Are&lt;br /&gt;"I want my own wild things, right now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://attackedastoria.tumblr.com/post/215322236"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: more pictures of this 'things' coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-798341914903304260?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/798341914903304260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-blogs-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/798341914903304260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/798341914903304260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-blogs-inspiration.html' title='This Blog&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/StlwRsnHrCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-lM3UMoeCjc/s72-c/tumblr_krnai8pPrN1qzw2pco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7244673821031176813</id><published>2009-10-16T21:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:12:51.854+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;1. Your name : NRANP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Age : 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Location : Jakarta, Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Date of birth (or just your age, ha) : 1101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fandoms besides footie : Jonas Brothers! Jamie Bell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Club(s) you support : MANCHESTER UNITED TILL I DIE! and (sometimes) Real Madrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;7. Favourite players from those teams : Vidic, Giggs, Neville, Scholes, pretty much everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Favourite players from other teams : Pepe Reina, Lionel Messi, Nicklas Bentner, and Fabio Cannavaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Club(s) you would never support. Ever. : Chelshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How did you get into this baller mess? : since 5th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How did you discover ONTD_FB? : buli, google, very random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Best football memory : CL final 2008, ManUtd v Chelsea the one when Darren Fletcher score, Euro 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Worst football memory : CL final 2009, Condfederation Cup semi 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Your hottest players : IKER CASILLAS FERNANDEZ, duh! and Nicklas Bendtner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your 'Wouldn't-even-hit-it-with-a-stick' players : Didier Drogba&amp;amp;Carlos Tevez. ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Guilty football pleasures? : fanfic-ing &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Craziest football-related thing you've done : screaming que viva espanaaaa! in disneyland, while riding a roller coaster, screaming que viva espana everytime I feels like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Thighs or abs? : abss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Super WAG, y/n? : i actually wanna be one lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Pasty white angels or Orange hunks? :  Pasty white angels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Piqué/Ramos Hot or Not? : YES and KINDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Current music crush : Owl City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favourite singer/band/group : JAMES MORRISON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Guilty musical pleasures? : Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Your life in a song/video : Fireflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Favourite celeb overall :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Describe your ideal woman and man : Iker Casillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Favourite social network (FB, Twatter, LJ, etc.) : Twatter, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your fave fashionista/fashion icon : ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. The designer piece you'll never get but still ubber WANT : Marc Jacobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Favourite clothing brand (High Street &amp;amp; Designer) : H&amp;amp;M, Zara, Proenza Schouler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. The country/city you want to live in : Paris, France or Manchester, England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Favourite telly show : True Blood! Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. The fictional characters you'd love to be real : Bill Compton, Elmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Childhood crush : Michael Owen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Favourite Old School Disney movie : Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Was that too long? haha : nopey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Yourself in 5 words :I'm your future doctor, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originally from ONTD_FB&amp;hearts;&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/6855170800422288962-7244673821031176813?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7244673821031176813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/1.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7244673821031176813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7244673821031176813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-650693337813755734</id><published>2009-10-11T19:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:16:57.486+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>This Will Be A Post Without Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hola, it's Sunday again. Sunday means coming back to real life for me as me and my family moves back to my Grandma's house. Since I started college a month ago I stayed here during weekdays. I usually come back home to Cinere on Friday after college, and moves back to Tebet every Sunday. Gah, it's tiring, really. It's like a group of birds moving in certain season.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, one of my friend's leaving for Perth today, Anisha. I kinda lose contact with her since we didn't go to the same English class anymore, but we're a great friend, because when we meet again about 2 weeks ago we just can't stop talking! I'll miss you Ashaaaa &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have this phrase that I love: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Med school is a battlefield&lt;/span&gt;. The truth is, it is. Here, everything is a competition, even though it isn't. I really don't realize it (and don't really care about it) but some of my friends do. Well not really those whose close to me. But those book freak kinda person who think everybody is their competitors. Hey, chill! I'm here not to compete, dude! I don't want to either. So yeah, wish me luck surviving this jungle a.k.a med school.&lt;br /&gt;cheerzo! ; )&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/6855170800422288962-650693337813755734?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/650693337813755734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-will-be-post-without-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/650693337813755734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/650693337813755734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-will-be-post-without-picture.html' title='This Will Be A Post Without Picture'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1670069950915717538</id><published>2009-10-10T00:46:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:58:04.958+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drrrrreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>FFFFound.com makes me really happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ss93kgmXQNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/m41mvhNGZrc/s1600-h/74677bb2b992ed3fbf26460daba794f18574db7b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 391px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ss93kgmXQNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/m41mvhNGZrc/s400/74677bb2b992ed3fbf26460daba794f18574db7b_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390658748095611090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my kid's bedroom. I'll stay with him/her every night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ffffound.com/image/74677bb2b992ed3fbf26460daba794f18574db7b"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-1670069950915717538?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1670069950915717538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/ffffoundcom-makes-me-really-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1670069950915717538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1670069950915717538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/ffffoundcom-makes-me-really-happy.html' title='FFFFound.com makes me really happy'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ss93kgmXQNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/m41mvhNGZrc/s72-c/74677bb2b992ed3fbf26460daba794f18574db7b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-51628051542963440</id><published>2009-10-10T00:14:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:46:16.670+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drrrrreams'/><title type='text'>I hate you sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ss90EddsesI/AAAAAAAAATw/axbNW6lA8NA/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ss90EddsesI/AAAAAAAAATw/axbNW6lA8NA/s400/Picture+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390654898963249858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it is 1240 AM Jakarta time and I still can't sleep. I don't want to be a sleepless person, I want to sleep on the weekend because I know I'll have a busy week next week. I don't know if I can go to my group discussion meeting tomorrow, gosh team leader I wished you've told me earlier. Sorry for everything I did today. I know I can be really annoying. I'll update more for tonight, I guess&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/6855170800422288962-51628051542963440?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/51628051542963440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-you-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/51628051542963440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/51628051542963440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-you-sometimes.html' title='I hate you sometimes'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ss90EddsesI/AAAAAAAAATw/axbNW6lA8NA/s72-c/Picture+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4129982788848185741</id><published>2009-10-04T18:15:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:16:20.202+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove oooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4129982788848185741?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4129982788848185741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4129982788848185741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4129982788848185741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove.html' title=''/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1623254503193926549</id><published>2009-10-04T18:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:15:47.516+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;or maybe, there's never &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; story&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/6855170800422288962-1623254503193926549?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1623254503193926549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/or-maybe-theres-never-story.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1623254503193926549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1623254503193926549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/or-maybe-theres-never-story.html' title=''/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-584955907121973858</id><published>2009-10-04T18:10:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:18:13.458+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>It's a long story baby, how could you forget it all?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SsiDBpwNeQI/AAAAAAAAATo/24go9tfG6i8/s1600-h/591aee372e6f7c8ceb3301fb3bdca836890dcde6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SsiDBpwNeQI/AAAAAAAAATo/24go9tfG6i8/s400/591aee372e6f7c8ceb3301fb3bdca836890dcde6_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388701018559969538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;is all I ever wanted&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/6855170800422288962-584955907121973858?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/584955907121973858/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-long-story-baby-how-could-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/584955907121973858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/584955907121973858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-long-story-baby-how-could-you.html' title='It&apos;s a long story baby, how could you forget it all?'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SsiDBpwNeQI/AAAAAAAAATo/24go9tfG6i8/s72-c/591aee372e6f7c8ceb3301fb3bdca836890dcde6_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-2839098350575958283</id><published>2009-10-04T17:39:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:06:04.805+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city'/><title type='text'>Back To Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SsiASSyPaeI/AAAAAAAAATg/pY9ILtWQkIw/s1600-h/47ae7789a52e09f779dc39e52566b13b0f41a4ad_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SsiASSyPaeI/AAAAAAAAATg/pY9ILtWQkIw/s400/47ae7789a52e09f779dc39e52566b13b0f41a4ad_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388698005917362658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going back to my Grandmother's house where I'm staying during my college days. Not that I hate it but, home sweet home right. I'll miss my bedroom and everything inside it. I'll miss by dog, Iker.                                                    See you on the weekend. cheers&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/6855170800422288962-2839098350575958283?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/2839098350575958283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2839098350575958283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2839098350575958283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-reality.html' title='Back To Reality'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SsiASSyPaeI/AAAAAAAAATg/pY9ILtWQkIw/s72-c/47ae7789a52e09f779dc39e52566b13b0f41a4ad_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4574592898807799642</id><published>2009-10-04T13:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:47:47.246+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidaaayyy'/><title type='text'>Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SshDhtlrrYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/GXaZ0iU8jEw/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SshDhtlrrYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/GXaZ0iU8jEw/s400/DSC00388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388631200601189762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is where the magic happens to me. I am so amazed by the beautifulness of this city, I cannot talk during the sightseeing, I spent hours wandering alone Musee d'Orsay. I love the weather, even though it's colder than London, in the summer. Along the Seine river I saw many beautiful buildings and sculptures, by the river, Parisian teenagers are sitting with their friends, laughing, smoking, eating. I'd love to take a walk in Paris during the night, it must be fun watching a bunch of girls and boys drunk and singing. Chill runs down my veins but that didn't stop me from imagining myself living here. Maybe I'll spent months just to visit museums. Paris makes me love to go to museums, something I cannot get in my hometown. If love exist, I guess this is love. From me, to Paris. God, take me there again &amp;hearts;&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/6855170800422288962-4574592898807799642?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4574592898807799642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/paris.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4574592898807799642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4574592898807799642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/paris.html' title='Paris'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SshDhtlrrYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/GXaZ0iU8jEw/s72-c/DSC00388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7251849834286060139</id><published>2009-10-04T13:06:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:34:28.145+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The Beatles Is As Simple As That</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ssg-aWMQG1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/cAMVNbnHl0M/s1600-h/3025551724_926a8d5572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ssg-aWMQG1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/cAMVNbnHl0M/s400/3025551724_926a8d5572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388625576503286610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never quite a fan, till last year or maybe even 5-6 months ago. Last year I went to London, and after Madame Tussaud's, because we're in the famous Baker Street (yes, where Sherlock Holmes lives) we decided to take a walk before going to Oxford Street with the group.&lt;br /&gt;Just then my friend said, "I guess there's a Beatles store around here. I saw the sign earlier." And we serched for it. We asked people in the tube station, even our tour guide didn't know about it, and then, just like a treasure buried in the sand, we found it, The Beatles Store.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I started to listen to their songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SshAOVt-S2I/AAAAAAAAATI/GtSTTjfPI18/s1600-h/2629286204_7d7018aba1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SshAOVt-S2I/AAAAAAAAATI/GtSTTjfPI18/s400/2629286204_7d7018aba1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388627569241115490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I love about The Beatles is their simple words that can be such a beautiful song which won't grow old. All you need is love is absolutely my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1683094/"&gt;Thom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: Look, other bands, they want to make it about sex or pain, but you know, The Beatles, they had it all figured out, okay? "I Want to Hold Your Hand." The first single. It's effing brilliant, right?... That's what everybody wants, Nicky. They don't want a twenty-four-hour hump sesh, they don't want to be married to you for a hundred years. They just want to hold your hand.&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/6855170800422288962-7251849834286060139?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7251849834286060139/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/beatles-is-as-simple-as-that.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7251849834286060139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7251849834286060139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/beatles-is-as-simple-as-that.html' title='The Beatles Is As Simple As That'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ssg-aWMQG1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/cAMVNbnHl0M/s72-c/3025551724_926a8d5572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-5717047905208132387</id><published>2009-10-03T16:44:00.014+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:02:55.360+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>I think this is quite important</title><content type='html'>as my friends know very well, I have a huge huge crush with football players, I mean look at them in their jersey, in the field, or when travelling with their team, in a suit! man, nothing looks better than footballers in suits.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm making this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Finest Five list&lt;/span&gt;, originally from &lt;a href="http://www.kickette.com/"&gt;kickette&lt;/a&gt;, a website that writes about football from women's perspective (ya know what that means: thighs, bromance, baller babies, WAGs, etc etc)&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Raul Albiol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscivEAezHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/opatmJ2WiGY/s1600-h/2622540137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscivEAezHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/opatmJ2WiGY/s320/2622540137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388313671097044082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raúl Albiol Tortajada&lt;/b&gt;, was born in Vilamarxant, Spain, on September 4th, 1985. He currently plays for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Real Madrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; transferred from Valencia this summer. Albiol plays for the national team too, and won the 2008 Euro with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscjweZ7H6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/8a_ht6k7eZc/s1600-h/n69939223123_1736270_5180658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscjweZ7H6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/8a_ht6k7eZc/s320/n69939223123_1736270_5180658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388314794874576802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Gerard Pique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscmFhcdR6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/3aGSoCvN-bE/s1600-h/PIQUEUEUEUEUE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscmFhcdR6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/3aGSoCvN-bE/s320/PIQUEUEUEUEUE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388317355491018658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gerard Piqué Bernabeu&lt;/b&gt; was born in Barcelona , 2 February 1987. He joins Barcelona canterra but moves to Manchester United in 2004. In 2008, he left United and came home to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Barcelona &lt;/span&gt;where he won the La Liga, Champions League, and Copa del Rey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He is also plays for the Spain National first team&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscokgASo9I/AAAAAAAAAQo/fYpL31hcTQw/s1600-h/PIQUEUEUEUEUUEUUEUEUUEUEUUEUE.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscokgASo9I/AAAAAAAAAQo/fYpL31hcTQw/s320/PIQUEUEUEUEUUEUUEUEUUEUEUUEUE.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388320086703645650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;okay, move along to the top three, exclusively for the top 3 I will give my reasons why I love them, ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3. Xabi Alonso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscqdytvdsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YRpbnxNvpJs/s1600-h/Xabi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscqdytvdsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YRpbnxNvpJs/s320/Xabi.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388322170490287810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xabier Alonso Olano&lt;/span&gt;, was born in Tolosa, Spain 25 November 1981. He plays from &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Real Madrid&lt;/span&gt; transferred from Liverpool this summer. He is Spain's second captain.&lt;br /&gt;He is known for his ability to read the game and delivering long-distance passes. He's often cited as being among the best passers in all of football.&lt;br /&gt;Fanfic maker often paired Xabi with his old Liverpool's captain, Steven Gerrard, this is because of their bromance on and off the pitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why Xabi, NRANP?&lt;br /&gt;one word: classy&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ Xabi in suits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sscsb5i67xI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/koEreDzdhT8/s1600-h/xabs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sscsb5i67xI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/koEreDzdhT8/s320/xabs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388324336987467538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2. Nicklas Bendtner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sscter6F1nI/AAAAAAAAARA/ViocMT1yWk8/s1600-h/3821216521_e0b56726c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sscter6F1nI/AAAAAAAAARA/ViocMT1yWk8/s320/3821216521_e0b56726c9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388325484377790066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicklas Bendntner&lt;/span&gt; might be the only one here that wasn't from Spain.&lt;br /&gt;He was born in Copenhagen, Denmark, January 16th 1988.&lt;br /&gt;Nicky plays for&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; Arsenal&lt;/span&gt; and the Denmark national football team.&lt;br /&gt;Last monday, he got in a car accident on his way to the training ground (I almost cried reading the news) which was a huge shock for him that's why he can't play against Olympiakos.&lt;br /&gt;In our community, he's known as the ladies man, and also the one who gets drunk and left the club showing off his man panties : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why Nicky, NRANP?&lt;br /&gt;he's a badass guy which every girl in this world loves&lt;br /&gt;plus, he's adorable , not to mention his anger (kinda lol) and his ability to score goals&lt;br /&gt;(although not that much)&lt;br /&gt;so, yaaaaay for my baby Nicky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscxBAbhtsI/AAAAAAAAARI/Nrhg5p2ZNQU/s1600-h/bendtnerluux3+jpg.ashx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscxBAbhtsI/AAAAAAAAARI/Nrhg5p2ZNQU/s320/bendtnerluux3+jpg.ashx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388329372537173698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;roll the drums, guys, it's time for my number 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;1. Iker Casillas Fernandez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ssc0eEkqwmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/nceFXv0ePZ8/s1600-h/81763005-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ssc0eEkqwmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/nceFXv0ePZ8/s320/81763005-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388333170400346722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iker Casillas Fernández&lt;/b&gt; was born Mostoles, Madrid 20 May 1981. Plays for Real Madrid and Spain. He is Real Madrid's second captain and Spain's first. On the Euro 2008 semi finals, he plays really well by stopping 2 penalties from Italy's Antonio Di Natale and Danielle De Rossi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He just received an award from &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ontd_football/1537532.html"&gt;IFFHS for the best Goalkeeper of the year 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He is also the first goalkeeper + captain to lift the Euro trophy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://plan-espana.org/prensa-y-publicaciones/noticias/viaje-iker-casillas-mali-ong-plan"&gt;Iker is also an ambassador for Plan Espana&lt;/a&gt;, a children's organization working in 48 countries around the world. Iker went to Peru and Mali with Plan and help them with the charities&lt;/p&gt;why Iker, NRANP?&lt;br /&gt;good Lord! No one's better than Iker Casillas (except George Clooney)&lt;br /&gt;he's humble, reaaaally good looking, can be super funny, great football player&lt;br /&gt;and also a very good man&lt;br /&gt;I ♥♥♥♥♥♥ youuuuu, Ikerrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ssc7G9ywaNI/AAAAAAAAARY/vTobG6eOxaA/s1600-h/ultimate.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ssc7G9ywaNI/AAAAAAAAARY/vTobG6eOxaA/s320/ultimate.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388340470024792274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ssc78EpPw7I/AAAAAAAAARg/jssNmT9tnOI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Ssc78EpPw7I/AAAAAAAAARg/jssNmT9tnOI/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388341382397019058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;that's it for my Finest Five football players list, guys. Hope you enjoy it.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/6855170800422288962-5717047905208132387?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/5717047905208132387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-this-is-quite-important.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5717047905208132387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5717047905208132387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-this-is-quite-important.html' title='I think this is quite important'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SscivEAezHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/opatmJ2WiGY/s72-c/2622540137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1465805343568716895</id><published>2009-09-29T19:18:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:40:40.182+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Reasons</title><content type='html'>to celebrate my 100th post, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;reasons why should/shouldn't I have my own flat&lt;/span&gt; (bahasa Indonesianya: ngekos. ini englishnya agak agak maksa haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Why shouldn't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll miss my home, my bed, my dogs, not to mention tons of books and dolls.&lt;br /&gt;2. I can ask my Dad for money when I need some&lt;br /&gt;3. I won't have this high speed connection internet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't watch DVD&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll miss my Mom's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;6. Akan kehabisan kue-kue sisa lebaran.&lt;br /&gt;7. I cannot spend much time with Mom&amp;amp;Dad.&lt;br /&gt;8. I won't see Iker everyday : (&lt;br /&gt;9. I can't go to Senen after college&lt;br /&gt;10. and that means bye bye to Atrium too&lt;br /&gt;11. Simply, because home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Why should I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learning to stand on my own feet.&lt;br /&gt;2. Learning not to "mbak this mbak that" whenever I need something.&lt;br /&gt;3. Learning to control my money.&lt;br /&gt;4. Get to know my friends&lt;br /&gt;5. and seniors&lt;br /&gt;6. I can study more, dirumah setiap mau belajar pasti adaaaa aja disuruh ini itu.&lt;br /&gt;7. Focus!&lt;br /&gt;8. Because of this high speed internet all I can do is tweeting!&lt;br /&gt;9. It's close to my college.&lt;br /&gt;10. TIDAK CAPEK! Kalau dirumah sampe rumah bawaannya super ngantuk dan capek, pengennya tidur, belajar juga ga bisa soalnya ngantuk. Kalo di kos jalan juga ga sampe 10 menit, masih bisa belajar belajar dikit pulang kuliah.&lt;br /&gt;11. With tons of assignments and exams sometimes I need my friends to study together.&lt;br /&gt;12. Dirumah=berisik!&lt;br /&gt;13. Dirumah=ada-ada saja gangguannya&lt;br /&gt;14. Dirumah=bawaannya pengen tidur&lt;br /&gt;15. Di kos nggak ada TV, seenggaknya gangguan berkurang satu.&lt;br /&gt;16. Di kos=bisa mandiri, no that's not mandi sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;17. Di kos=beresin kamar sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;18. Did I mention, di kos=nggak tergantung sama mbak? I did? okay then&lt;br /&gt;19. Banyak makanan enak!&lt;br /&gt;20. Kebersamaan sama temen-temen sesama anak kos, kemaren makan bareng aja udah seneng banget : )&lt;br /&gt;21. Kompak sama temen-temen, karena sesama anak kos jadi derita lu (kadang-kadang) derita gue juga.&lt;br /&gt;22. Bahu-membahu sama teman-teman&lt;br /&gt;23. Simply, because I am tired of all this busway ride thingy, you have to try that by yourself otherwise you won't know what it feels like. Try to study from 0800 till 1500 then stand all the way to harmoni central, then to Senen (with Jakarta's famous traffic jam!) and from Senen to Kampung Melayu, after that, hop on to the nearest bajaj, and after 8-10 minutes you'll get home. It takes 2 hours or more (on busy hours) to get home from college, however, it's only 2 minutes from college to kos-kosan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, please re-think your decision. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-1465805343568716895?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1465805343568716895/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/reasons.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1465805343568716895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1465805343568716895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/reasons.html' title='Reasons'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-9211850987010659106</id><published>2009-09-26T11:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:38:35.328+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>call me late or anything, but....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sr2Zb2uHzfI/AAAAAAAAAQA/3K-Y2OuXAkU/s1600-h/3433981235_16dee2ce57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sr2Zb2uHzfI/AAAAAAAAAQA/3K-Y2OuXAkU/s400/3433981235_16dee2ce57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385629433229463026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever mate, this dude is a cutie&lt;br /&gt;Panic! at the disco's one and only,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BRENDON URIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-9211850987010659106?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/9211850987010659106/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/call-me-late-or-anything-but.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/9211850987010659106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/9211850987010659106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/call-me-late-or-anything-but.html' title='call me late or anything, but....'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sr2Zb2uHzfI/AAAAAAAAAQA/3K-Y2OuXAkU/s72-c/3433981235_16dee2ce57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7733150148163644113</id><published>2009-09-25T20:09:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:40:01.842+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tweetland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>another goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;read &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_London_Paper"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.thelondonpaper.com/thelondonpaper/news/london/news/thelondonpaper-2006-2009"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; first before you read my post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last summer, every evening I would ride the tube with my roommate Asti, from central London to Harrow. It was a long ride after a long day, and we would sit quietly on the moving train. Sometimes we would be so tired we couldn't even talk to each other, in those days, I would search for some paper to read, so does Asti.&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I love about London is that they provide morning or evening free papers in every tube station, in The London Paper's case, every evening, you could see their vendors with its trademark purple fleeces in some strategic places.&lt;br /&gt;I love to read, every morning I always grab a copy of Metro before hopping on the train, it was like my tradition. And on the evening, to finish my day I would read the London Paper. Believe me, these two papers are the ones that provide me with London news and with such informations I could be careful because sometimes, London can be so dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;And now, knowing that The London Paper has stopped publishing, I don't know why but I feel kinda sad. I mean, I'm not even live in London, or even open its website everyday, but you know, when &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one part&lt;/span&gt; of your memory &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;has gone forever&lt;/span&gt;, which you love that memory, especially that part, you must be sad, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, I'm sad because The London Paper has stopped publishing, they won't even tweet again!&lt;br /&gt;because deep inside my heart, I want to go back to London, and when I do, I want to read this paper again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;bye The London Paper, as soon as this global economic crisis ends, will you publish again?&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/6855170800422288962-7733150148163644113?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7733150148163644113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/such-shocking.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7733150148163644113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7733150148163644113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/such-shocking.html' title='another goodbye'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4423125146520437886</id><published>2009-09-25T15:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T15:10:24.385+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>shite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Srx6rQgs5eI/AAAAAAAAAP4/q8qq9ngoodw/s1600-h/P9100259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Srx6rQgs5eI/AAAAAAAAAP4/q8qq9ngoodw/s400/P9100259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385314138013361634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not anymore, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so long, my red band aid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4423125146520437886?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4423125146520437886/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/shite.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4423125146520437886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4423125146520437886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/shite.html' title='shite'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Srx6rQgs5eI/AAAAAAAAAP4/q8qq9ngoodw/s72-c/P9100259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4881397873827347972</id><published>2009-09-25T14:53:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T15:04:41.570+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drrrrreams'/><title type='text'>I accept donation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Srx4YkjWHzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/iXjRxZ0DhBU/s1600-h/P9250266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Srx4YkjWHzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/iXjRxZ0DhBU/s400/P9250266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385311617952390962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is the glass jar I use to save some of my money for Glastonbury 2011's ticket&lt;br /&gt;hoping if I can buy the 180 pounds ticket by myself my Dad somewhat proud of me (haha!) and buy me the plane ticket. and that include backpacking too, so wish me luck! *fingers crossed&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/6855170800422288962-4881397873827347972?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4881397873827347972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-accept-donation.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4881397873827347972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4881397873827347972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-accept-donation.html' title='I accept donation'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Srx4YkjWHzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/iXjRxZ0DhBU/s72-c/P9250266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8329013439022145084</id><published>2009-09-25T13:21:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:50:22.592+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coolest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>The magical world of Nick&amp;Norah's Infinite Playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SrxwhsylyuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/iJN8Mf-1ZO4/s1600-h/3404177734_e6d410529f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SrxwhsylyuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/iJN8Mf-1ZO4/s400/3404177734_e6d410529f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385302978689616610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot to love in this movie, the encounter of two strangers in New York city, even the plot is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to refer Nick&amp;amp;Norah's Infinite Playlist as a fantasy movie which eventually the fantasy is true, I mean, not in the Disney world kinda way where the princess met the prince and there's witch step mother blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night in New York city with all the beautiful lamps, and car honks, and clubs and gays and drag queens they got a pretty good adventure here, not to mention some nice jokes and love story.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot watch a movie until 2-3 times (except it was Goal 2 which Iker Casillas was a cameo in it) I don't like Michael Cera as much as I like George Clooney, but I fell in love with his character, Nick and also Kat Dennings's, Norah. It was those two main role who made me watched this movie again and again.&lt;br /&gt;Some movies can make you feel happy, others such a lousy crap you can't even finish it, but this movie can make you feel........ tremendously happy ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the second best thing from this movie is the soundtrack! I love it! I really really love and I've searching for its CD here in Jakarta but unfortunately I can't find it anywhere, grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIqdv5aB8bM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIqdv5aB8bM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;some quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1683094/"&gt;Thom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: You just haven't figured it out yet, have you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0148418/"&gt;Nick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: What?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1683094/"&gt;Thom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: ...The big picture!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0148418/"&gt;Nick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: I guess not.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1683094/"&gt;Thom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: The Beatles.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0148418/"&gt;Nick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: What about them?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1683094/"&gt;Thom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: This.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;" class="fine"&gt;grabs Nick's hand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1683094/"&gt;Thom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: Look, other bands, they want to make it about sex or pain, but you know, The Beatles, they had it all figured out, okay? "I Want to Hold Your Hand." The first single. It's effing brilliant, right?... That's what everybody wants, Nicky. They don't want a twenty-four-hour hump sesh, they don't want to be married to you for a hundred years. They just want to hold your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and finally......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1969169/"&gt;Dev&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: It was a great night, my hetero heroine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_and_Norah%27s_Infinite_Playlist"&gt;click here to know more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-8329013439022145084?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8329013439022145084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/magical-world-of-nick-infinite-playlist.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8329013439022145084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8329013439022145084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/magical-world-of-nick-infinite-playlist.html' title='The magical world of Nick&amp;Norah&apos;s Infinite Playlist'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SrxwhsylyuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/iJN8Mf-1ZO4/s72-c/3404177734_e6d410529f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8659917459626098169</id><published>2009-09-24T18:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:11:53.064+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick</title><content type='html'>of your lectures, bullshit, maaaan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STFU, will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-8659917459626098169?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8659917459626098169/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8659917459626098169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8659917459626098169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6053734517748488317</id><published>2009-09-23T12:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:11:47.617+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SrnJmD0X1jI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lnX_sw3mVCk/s1600-h/ikRia1QKbmm8o9j8xJCI7fqjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SrnJmD0X1jI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lnX_sw3mVCk/s400/ikRia1QKbmm8o9j8xJCI7fqjo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384556485195322930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck, AAP&lt;br /&gt;see you when I see you&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;NRANP&amp;amp;Bobo&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/6855170800422288962-6053734517748488317?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6053734517748488317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/bye.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6053734517748488317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6053734517748488317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/bye.html' title='bye'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SrnJmD0X1jI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lnX_sw3mVCk/s72-c/ikRia1QKbmm8o9j8xJCI7fqjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6241202708166998402</id><published>2009-09-21T20:17:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:22:40.793+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tweetland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>everybody loves me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/JohnAlanBooth" class="screen-name" title="John Booth"&gt;JohnAlanBooth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;@&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/anpss"&gt;anpss&lt;/a&gt; Very interesting blog. I am following you now, hope you can follow me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Nigmwa" class="screen-name" title="Nigel Mwaura"&gt;Nigmwa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/anpss"&gt;anpss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; loving the list, except 13 &lt;startrek&gt;, id go with Lord of the Rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-6241202708166998402?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6241202708166998402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/everybody-loves-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6241202708166998402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6241202708166998402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/everybody-loves-me.html' title='everybody loves me'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-5121234941310436651</id><published>2009-09-21T11:00:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:16:17.316+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>yesterday. 20-09-2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This is for my peoples who just lost somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Put your hand way up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; We will never say bye (no, no, no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This is for my peoples who lost their grandmothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; As a child there were them times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I didn't get it but you kept me in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I didn't know why you didn't show up sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; On Sunday mornings, and I missed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But I'm glad we talked through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; All them grown folk things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Separation brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You never let me know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You never let it show because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You loved me and obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; There's so much more left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If you were with me today face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And everyday life goes on like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; "I wish I could talk to you for awhile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Miss you but I try not to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And it's true that you've reached a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Still I'd give the world to see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And I'm right here next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But it's like you're gone too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Now the hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; (Bye Bye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;[3x]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And you never got the chance to see how good I've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And you never got to see me back at number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I wish that you were here to celebrate together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I wish that we could spend the holidays together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I remember when you used to tuck me in at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; With the Teddy Bear you gave to me that I held so tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I thought you were so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You'd make it through whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It's so hard to accept the fact you're gone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; (bye bye bye bye bye bye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;[3x]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This is for my peoples who just lost somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Put your hand way up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; We will never say bye (no, no, no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This is for my peoples who lost their grandmothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yesterday was Ied day, the end of Ramadhan month, moslems 'biggest day' of the year&lt;br /&gt;I always celebrate it with my family.&lt;br /&gt;but then I looked at the calendar, it says: 20-09-2009.&lt;br /&gt;13 years, 10 days since my grandpa died&lt;br /&gt;somehow, I wish he was here and celebrate Ied with us.&lt;br /&gt;these days, I'd like to think about him&lt;br /&gt;what if he was still alive?&lt;br /&gt;what would he said about me, going to med school?&lt;br /&gt;will he love my Mom's fruit salad?&lt;br /&gt;which side of the couch will he sit while taking family picture?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just missing him sooooo much,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm glad, at least I have my pictures with him&lt;br /&gt;believe me, that keeps me alive : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-5121234941310436651?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/5121234941310436651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday-20-09-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5121234941310436651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5121234941310436651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday-20-09-2009.html' title='yesterday. 20-09-2009'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7679323915071838991</id><published>2009-09-18T12:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:12:06.247+07:00</updated><title type='text'>so very tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my body feels like shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-7679323915071838991?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7679323915071838991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-very-tired.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7679323915071838991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7679323915071838991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-very-tired.html' title='so very tired'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-5512955391654995834</id><published>2009-09-17T14:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:01:35.431+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>sharing</title><content type='html'>I'm making this lessons for life on my twitter. I didn't give it proper title, so I will, right here, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello people, I'm making this lessons to live your life lively on my twitter. click &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/anpss"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read it, and follow me if you want to know more lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun reading it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-5512955391654995834?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/5512955391654995834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/sharing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5512955391654995834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5512955391654995834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/sharing.html' title='sharing'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-5278718128651151315</id><published>2009-09-17T12:14:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:35:53.980+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foodporn'/><title type='text'>fasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;craving for&lt;/span&gt;: strawberry with chocolate dip, Auntie Anne's cinnamon pretzel with caramel dip, chuka Iidako sushi, TGIF's steak (pity they closed their one and only restaurant here, in Jakarta), Moss burger's teriyaki rice, fro-yo with longan, tom yum goong, etc etc etc etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;or simply, my mbak's es teh manis with indomie rebus dengan telor, cabe dipotong-potong dan bawang putih. yuuuummmmmmm ; 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-5278718128651151315?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/5278718128651151315/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/fasting.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5278718128651151315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5278718128651151315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/fasting.html' title='fasting'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4997477397573078903</id><published>2009-09-15T16:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:02:50.925+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Feels like an adult</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sq9l2rWsxMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/B4k-pi7Obeo/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sq9l2rWsxMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/B4k-pi7Obeo/s400/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381632069756306626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello from under the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been a while since my last post because I'm using tumblr more often these days.&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially a med school student right now, it's.............. fun.&lt;br /&gt;No, believe me, it does.&lt;br /&gt;I love my new college, friends, and I really really can't wait to learn some things medical, because right now I'm studying med law. ugh&lt;br /&gt;trust me, it's a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Good Lord, that's why we hire lawyers!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do have to know some law and stuff, but I want to get over it ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stop now before I'm blabbering about useless things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I'm writing this at Senayan City, while working on my assingments with my study group. Surrounded by yummy food stall, approximately 45 minutes to break fasting time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4997477397573078903?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4997477397573078903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/feels-like-adult.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4997477397573078903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4997477397573078903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/feels-like-adult.html' title='Feels like an adult'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sq9l2rWsxMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/B4k-pi7Obeo/s72-c/Picture+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-3439849227737537142</id><published>2009-09-12T15:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:03:02.321+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Med school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so far so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;can't wait to learn more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wish me luck! ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-3439849227737537142?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/3439849227737537142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-to-med-school.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3439849227737537142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3439849227737537142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-to-med-school.html' title='Welcome to Med school'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-5150637333091268385</id><published>2009-08-13T15:53:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:28:13.881+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>To the memories that will never fade away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SoPWxS_3i6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/PTNqDk_PMPk/s1600-h/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SoPWxS_3i6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/PTNqDk_PMPk/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369371323157416866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;went to my Grandma's house again yesterday. because we did all the cleaning on Sunday, yesterday was like arranging the furnitures and taking out some stuff out of the cabinet and shelf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;to be honest, there are a lot of things I don't know that y Grandma kept in her house, especially my Grandpa's old room. My maid was cleaning my future room while I wandering around the house and decided to take a look at my Grandpa's room. It's still messy because no one ever cleaning it after all this years and I picked an old chocolate box beside the door and took it to my Grandma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I opened it like opening somekind of treasure box. The first thing I saw was my Grandpa's picture (I called him Bapak) and his sallary receipt. And then there's this little book which is Ibu's (my Grandma) from her friends during the war. Her friends told her to be strong, be a good teacher and they're all hoping that someday, this country will get its freedom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;When my Mom came, we took some of the furnitures inside Bapak's room out, and that is when I found his old photographs. My Bapak was a captain that time, he specialized in making ammunition that's why he's like chemistry genius. There are pictures of him with the Japanese and Netherlanders and when he's going to San Fransisco. My Bapak looks so..... young and brave and healthy there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;But then Mom finds this album when he died. He died on September 10, 1996 just 7 days before his birthday. I was 4 at that time and I don't remember anything. I just remembered my Mom going to Halim Perdanakusuma airport to picked up his body because he's dead in Madiun, his hometown. Then nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I don't want to remember Bapak being dead. I want to remember him as a good soldier, dad, and grandpa. I still remember when he made our house's number sign, or when he took me for a walk in the evening and he would bought ice cream for me, or another time when he went to the market and brought a little bike for me. I was very happy at that time, I have everything I need because of Bapak and Ibu. I would do everything to turn back time, if I can, to the times when my grandpa's still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I hope he was here, see me grew up, see me in High school and graduated. See me enter med school, see me head over heels for a boy that's not even notice me, see me with my friends, see me knowing my true friends are, see me fighting with my Mom and Dad, and I really wish I had the chance to tell him that I love him, that he actually is the gift God ever gave me (along with my parents and Grandma). I want to tell him that he's the best Grandpa a child could ever have : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&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"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Those are the times when I really really miss my Grandpa I would cry myself to sleep. Last night, I did. I never missed my Bapak like that before, maybe because the memories came back to be visually, by pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I prayed for God to give him the best place in His heaven, and I want Bapak to see me from up there, being a person you always wanted me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&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"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Bye bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS: I cried again while writing this. Happy?&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/6855170800422288962-5150637333091268385?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/5150637333091268385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-memories-that-will-never-fade-away.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5150637333091268385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5150637333091268385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-memories-that-will-never-fade-away.html' title='To the memories that will never fade away'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SoPWxS_3i6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/PTNqDk_PMPk/s72-c/DSC_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4960247713008059044</id><published>2009-08-10T21:00:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:19:07.614+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>To the end of the road we'll be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow I'll get my driving license. so happy and excited, yaaay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;therefore, things that reminds me of college life makes me nervous. Like on Sunday we were going to my Grandma's house to cleaning it, because I'm gonna stay there, and I was like, oh Gosh I'm going to be a college student. See, it was funny at first, because I never imagine that someday, I'll leave school, have this 3 month gap from studying and BOOM!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I'm going to college&lt;/span&gt;. Now that sounds scary. Me, in college.&lt;br /&gt;One thing in my mind right now is: How exactly will I going to my uni in the morning? there are to options:&lt;br /&gt;A. by transJakarta or B. bring my own car.&lt;br /&gt;Problem 1: i'm moving to my grandma's house, which is faaarrr far away from my friends's house, which I can go to college with if I wanna take the TransJakarta. Problem 2: 1st year students weren't allowed to bring their own cars. Shit!&lt;br /&gt;Good Lord!&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;But there's always plan B: take TransJakarta from my Grandma's house!&lt;br /&gt;But even plan B has its own problem: TransJakarta from my Grandma's house will take me around Jakarta before I can reach my uni.&lt;br /&gt;Why life has to be full of crap?&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the (not really) only one that has to deal with this kind of crap?!&lt;br /&gt;okay, if I don't wake up early tomorrow, there'll be another crap in my life so, goodbye and goodluck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4960247713008059044?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4960247713008059044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-end-of-road-well-be.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4960247713008059044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4960247713008059044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-end-of-road-well-be.html' title='To the end of the road we&apos;ll be'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-3138795692621311135</id><published>2009-08-10T20:42:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:45:17.143+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coolest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Jadi kacang jangan lupa kulitnya</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g-gunCZGMFg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g-gunCZGMFg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batik Tribe-Indo yo ey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deep inside my heart, I'm very proud to be Indonesian. Despite all of the crisis, bombings, and other bad things about this country. There's no place like home ; )&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/6855170800422288962-3138795692621311135?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/3138795692621311135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/jadi-kacang-jangan-lupa-kulitnya.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3138795692621311135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/3138795692621311135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/jadi-kacang-jangan-lupa-kulitnya.html' title='Jadi kacang jangan lupa kulitnya'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-956846922836025769</id><published>2009-08-08T19:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:07:16.583+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidaaayyy'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow's headline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sn11rPT6cZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9q_Uw7nIMzg/s1600-h/08082009%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sn11rPT6cZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9q_Uw7nIMzg/s400/08082009%28012%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367575716600377746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I went to Yayasan Jantung Indonesia's event. I don't know the name but it was fun! There's this table decorating competition and cooking class with Pak Bondan Winarno and food tasting of course ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The foods are great. I love the salad, and can't wait to make my own home-made Paella. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Stay healthy crunchies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS: I don't know what to write and actually I want to put some pictures here but then Giuseppe's become..... Giuseppe. Slow, stupid Giuseppe, so ttyl and like I said, Stay Healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-956846922836025769?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/956846922836025769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/tomorrows-headline.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/956846922836025769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/956846922836025769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/tomorrows-headline.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s headline'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sn11rPT6cZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9q_Uw7nIMzg/s72-c/08082009%28012%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-74495985417932006</id><published>2009-08-04T22:16:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:57:21.952+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coolest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>I'm too young to fall in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Long time no see, bitches&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-padahal kemaren ngepost-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm apa ya? oh iya hari ini, 4 juli 2009 anak-anak UI udah mulai masuk kuliah loh, OKK sebenernya namanya. Gue juga kurang tau sih itu kayak apa cuma mungkin kayak OSPEK gitu kali ya, dan mereka ada latihan paduan suara buat wisuda.&lt;br /&gt;If you're asking about me? gue baru akan mulai perkenalan tanggal 27 Agustus, yaitu masih 23 hari lagi dari sekarang, tapi 23 hari akan terasa sangat cepaaattt. Lagipula gue masih harus ngurus buat pindahan ke rumah Ibu (nenek) di Tebet. Masih harus beres-beres dan yang paling penting beli perlengkapan perang! Karena selama setahun gue akan make baju seragam khas mahasiswa tahun pertama. Terimakasih..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood? calm. Setelah beberapa hari yang lalu mengalami shock yang teramat sangat, gue udah cerita semuaaaaaa ceritanya dari awal banget sampe akhir banget sama temen-temen SMP yaitu Nispus dan Cindy, terus terakhir sama Ola, dan itu rasanya legaaaaaaaa banget banget banget, kayaknya semua beban gue terangkat dari pundak deh (lebay)&lt;br /&gt;Yang jelas sih gue nyesel banget iya, dan yang pastinya NYESEK banget lah woooyyy, tai babi stereo deh kalo gini caranya hahaha, tapi setelah tadi cerita dengan ketawa-ketawa gue udah bisa menerima (padahal udah bisa menerimanya udah dari dulu banget hehehe) dan yaudah lah, kalo jodoh gak kemana ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi ya? hari ini akhirnya beli catokan! belinya di Mayestik seharga 200ribu saja, dan bagusnya pas baru dicolok udah langsung panas. Terus besok gue mau ke Trisakti ditemenin Cindy naik busway, dan kayaknya habis itu mau ke Senen membeli baju buat kuliah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiiiii kuliah! Bayanginnya aja entah kenapa gue serem sendiri. Takuuttttt : ((( beneran deh gue takut setakut-takutnya. Takut seniornya ga suka sama gue, takut ga bisa ngejar tugas-tugas kuliah, takut salah nyuntik orang, dan yang paling parah...... GUE TAKUT SAMA MAYAT!&lt;br /&gt;gile men, ngeliat jenazah kakek gue aja gamau, gimana jenazah orang lain, dan apalagi gue harus ngubek-ngubek jenazah itu?! God please help meee!&lt;br /&gt;Gini deh, gue pengen banget jadi dokter, pengeeeennnn bener-bener pengen banget deh, cuma gue suka takut sendiri aja. Gimana nanti kalo gue salah? Gimana kalo obat flu ketuker sama obat panu? Gimana kalo orang panuan berobat sama gue malah panunya sebadan?! Gue takuttt banget karena pada dasarnya gue ini memang penakut, panikan, suka ga bisa ngontrol diri, dan kalo udah semuanya gue bisa tau-tau ngejerit sendiri! Kan gak lucu aja kalo lagi mikir di ruang operasi tiba-tiba gue ngejerit karena gatau mau ngapain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, jangan panik. Masa muda masih panjang.&lt;br /&gt;Gue harus yakin gue bisa mengatasi segala urusan gue selama 7 tahun mendatang. Gue siap ga pergi-pergi selama 7 tahun mendatang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, gue gamau.&lt;br /&gt;Gue mau umroh, gue mau nonton Glastonbury, gue mau ikut summer course........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YANG JELAS GUE MAU JADI DOKTERRR!!! huhuhuhuhu i want it soooooo bad! bismillah...... kalo ada kemauan pasti ada jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya, speaking of which: GLASTONBURY. probably the most amazing music festival on earth. Gue ngebayanginnya Glastonbury tuh kayak Woodstock gitu, orang dateng berbondong-bondong dari segala penjuru dengan tujuan yang sama: seneng-seneng melupakan segala urusan duniawi sambil jejingrakan menikmati musik yang mereka suka. Orang-orang ini rela bayar 180 pound ataupun kemah di kubangan lumpur asalkan mereka bisa nonton musisi yang mereka suka. Tapi menurut gue, akan beda rasanya nonton Mark Ronson di Glastonbury, di tengah cuaca musim panas London yang lembab, daripada di sebuah klub di New York. Kayaknya kalo di Glastonbury suasananya tuh lebih semangat, lebih berasa, lebih seruuuu!!&lt;br /&gt;Karena itu gue pengen banget, dan dari sekarang gue udah siapin mental. Siap mental gak keramas 3 hari dan tidur di tengah kubangan hahaha. Tapi walaupun begitu pasti Glastonbury akan jadi kenangan seumur hidup yang nggak bakal tergantikan deh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke, sekian dulu. Masih menunggu notebook yang akan dinamain BOJANGLES WARWICK SANCHEZ. kapan ya? mungkin nanti, ketika segala tetek bengek perkuliahan udah beres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night night crunchies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twelvedecemberstories.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-74495985417932006?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/74495985417932006/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-too-young-to-fall-in-love.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/74495985417932006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/74495985417932006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-too-young-to-fall-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m too young to fall in love'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6698346213329874130</id><published>2009-08-03T20:57:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:00:41.238+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a very short post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;please don't underestimate me. just don't, please? because I know someone out there do.&lt;br /&gt;takutnya kalian kena karma loh, dan ngeremehin orang itu sama jeleknya sama bitching about someone.&lt;br /&gt;and bitching about someone is the lowest thing one person can do.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;no offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-6698346213329874130?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6698346213329874130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-short-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6698346213329874130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6698346213329874130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-short-post.html' title='a very short post'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4726862914882405771</id><published>2009-08-03T19:44:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:33:48.659+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Wanna steal your job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;Kai z feng is a super talented photographer!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry can't find his article in wikipedia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/kaizfeng"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;his myspace account! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some of the works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnblHNP8MqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_zWBgLCsmrk/s1600-h/l_859898d2df27735483815759c234e5e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnblHNP8MqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_zWBgLCsmrk/s320/l_859898d2df27735483815759c234e5e8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365727918036890274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;loving it! Dante is loveeeee ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Snbkl1q4NrI/AAAAAAAAAO0/-EB2QUtRXnY/s1600-h/l_60fa94731a5bf9a0340bd051be1843e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Snbkl1q4NrI/AAAAAAAAAO0/-EB2QUtRXnY/s320/l_60fa94731a5bf9a0340bd051be1843e6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365727344771741362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnbkYK4P3CI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7Cx7Wsj-76E/s1600-h/l_68f20df1520f61413ac36debbefcf7fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnbkYK4P3CI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7Cx7Wsj-76E/s320/l_68f20df1520f61413ac36debbefcf7fa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365727109946792994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnbkOHdWaqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VBy9z5zwZWM/s1600-h/l_5fc221cc77e7b6984bc559e00cae5254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnbkOHdWaqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VBy9z5zwZWM/s320/l_5fc221cc77e7b6984bc559e00cae5254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365726937229978274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Snbj8chXusI/AAAAAAAAAOc/CNvhEdVUoho/s1600-h/l_0af862feb52449c5e446347a3e862d94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Snbj8chXusI/AAAAAAAAAOc/CNvhEdVUoho/s320/l_0af862feb52449c5e446347a3e862d94.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365726633646340802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4726862914882405771?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4726862914882405771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/wanna-steal-your-job.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4726862914882405771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4726862914882405771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/wanna-steal-your-job.html' title='Wanna steal your job'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnblHNP8MqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_zWBgLCsmrk/s72-c/l_859898d2df27735483815759c234e5e8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6023816748882278734</id><published>2009-08-03T14:20:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:22:23.969+07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the end of the earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday, my friend's leaving for USA. she's going to a private uni there. a few weeks ago one of my school mate also gone to the USA for college. it's like everybody's leaving.&lt;br /&gt;some of my close friends are leaving soon, thank God it'll be just Bandung or Jogjakarta. I'm not good in saying goodbyes, that's why sometimes I hate the departure gate of Soekarno-Hatta airport.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't hate goodbyes, I just hate the fact that my friends are leaving while I'm still here for approximately 7 long years from now. Maybe I just hate that next September, I'm going to school here in Jakarta, live in a house I live in for the last 17 years. Maybe I'm just bored. Bored with all the same activities, same traffic, same road and street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not that someone's leaving that I hate, it's me, staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-6023816748882278734?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6023816748882278734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-end-of-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6023816748882278734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6023816748882278734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-end-of-earth.html' title='To the end of the earth'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-2902218760201844128</id><published>2009-08-03T14:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T14:19:56.607+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little something to cheer me up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnaPZXQi8AI/AAAAAAAAAOI/9BdZafFt65Y/s1600-h/2397385816_482baaa356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnaPZXQi8AI/AAAAAAAAAOI/9BdZafFt65Y/s320/2397385816_482baaa356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365633671961440258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jamie Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-2902218760201844128?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/2902218760201844128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-something-to-cheer-me-up.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2902218760201844128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2902218760201844128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-something-to-cheer-me-up.html' title='A little something to cheer me up!'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnaPZXQi8AI/AAAAAAAAAOI/9BdZafFt65Y/s72-c/2397385816_482baaa356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4870129792299340297</id><published>2009-08-02T15:13:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:58:28.046+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>River flows and here comes the fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnWNWf3XOvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/DXitl7OM-sg/s1600-h/IMG_0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnWNWf3XOvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/DXitl7OM-sg/s320/IMG_0678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365349948732160754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay so, uuummm...... I really don't know how to say this guys. but I DO had fun yesterday with my London friends but then shit happens. I can't tell you exactly what happened but it shook me a little bit (okay I admit, A LOT!) I know this time will come but I don't know it'll be this hard. I mean, all those things you told me and stuffs. How could you forget it all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess it's a one hell of a missunderstanding between me and you. Well, you can't blame me! I thought it's all somekind of bullshits you told me, why don't you SHOW me first and then let's see what happens. Why don't we give us some time to, I don't know, well you're the one who supposed to think about this kind of stuff right? Allright, why don't we just sit back, relax, and talk. Like the rest of the world do. You see, I wanna show you my world because I thought you, of other people, would understand it, because I thought we have the same eyes to see things other people can't see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well you didn't gave me time didn't you? Time to tell you, time to show you. And I didn't gave you either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I told you things you don't want to hear, and yet you told me things I want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, okay? Sorry for all the missunderstading, sorry for all the ups and downs mood, sorry for the NOs I told you. I liked you, to be honest, I really really do. But I didn't tell you when I have that opportunity, because you know what, it's cool to be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you're the one who moves on first. I don't know when's my time will come,  but I'll be waiting for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yeah I have to say this too: We might as well be strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4870129792299340297?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4870129792299340297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/river-flows-and-here-comes-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4870129792299340297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4870129792299340297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/08/river-flows-and-here-comes-fall.html' title='River flows and here comes the fall'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SnWNWf3XOvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/DXitl7OM-sg/s72-c/IMG_0678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-2637493559724891344</id><published>2009-07-23T17:05:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:16:03.792+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>My life according to Hughes, Rice-Oxley, and Chaplin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Using only song names from one band or artist, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 15 people you like and include me. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think! Repost as "my life according to (band name)"&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Smg3dXhFPYI/AAAAAAAAANo/GAQcuLylCHo/s1600-h/keane+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Smg3dXhFPYI/AAAAAAAAANo/GAQcuLylCHo/s400/keane+bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361596334053080450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pick your Artist: Keane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a female: Is it any wonder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Describe yourself: Walnut tree&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel: Snowed under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe where you currently live: Atlantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go anywhere, where would you go: To the end of the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your favorite form of transportation: Broken toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend is: Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your best friend are:Bend and break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the weather like: Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite time of day: The night sky&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: The way you want it&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life to you: Pot of gold&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship: He used to be a lovely boy//We might as well be strangers &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fear: High time&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best advice you have to give: Put it behind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How I would like to die: Into the light&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul's present condition: Perfect symmetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Motto: Less in more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-2637493559724891344?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/2637493559724891344/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-according-to-hughes-rice-oxley.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2637493559724891344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2637493559724891344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-according-to-hughes-rice-oxley.html' title='My life according to Hughes, Rice-Oxley, and Chaplin'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Smg3dXhFPYI/AAAAAAAAANo/GAQcuLylCHo/s72-c/keane+bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-2620429323052383464</id><published>2009-07-18T15:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:35:18.495+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>how to treat us right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, nispus didn't tag me but I saw it and thought, hmmm some are true. so, here's 30 ways to make a girl smile;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(some points that are in bigger size are the ones that'll work with me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="note_content text_align_ltr direction_ltr clearfix"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SmGJBX-tKrI/AAAAAAAAANY/YSJYOtJcPUA/s1600-h/eoj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SmGJBX-tKrI/AAAAAAAAANY/YSJYOtJcPUA/s400/eoj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359715688257497778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tell her she is beautiful, not hot or fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hold her hand at any moment you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kiss her on the forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. leave her voice messages to wake up to.&lt;br /&gt;5. when she is upset, hold her tight and don’t let her go.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; recognize the small things; they usually mean the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. call her sweetie, not baby.&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sing to her no matter how horrible your voice is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. pick her over all the other girls you hang with.&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; write her notes [she loves them]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;introduce her to family &amp;amp; friends as your girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. play with her hair &amp;amp; if it smells good tell her.&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pick her up, tickle her, and play wrestle with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. pick her up and act like your going to drop her and she will scream and yell let her down even though she loves it.&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; tell her funny jokes, tell her stupid jokes, okay just tell her jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;throw pebbles at her window in the middle of the night just because you miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. let her fall asleep in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;18. carve your names into a tree.&lt;br /&gt;19. if she’s mad, kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; give her piggyback rides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. bring her flowers just because.&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;treat her the same around your friends as you do when you’re alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. let her take as many pictures as she wants.&lt;br /&gt;24.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; slow dance with her even if there isn’t music playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. kiss her in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;26. take long walks on the beach at night with her.&lt;br /&gt;27. wait outside her house in the pouring rain to surprise her when she gets home&lt;br /&gt;28.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; when she’s ill stay by her bedside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. play fight with her and let her win&lt;br /&gt;30 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and most importantly if you love her, tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-2620429323052383464?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/2620429323052383464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-treat-us-right.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2620429323052383464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2620429323052383464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-treat-us-right.html' title='how to treat us right!'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SmGJBX-tKrI/AAAAAAAAANY/YSJYOtJcPUA/s72-c/eoj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4674927026407298990</id><published>2009-07-10T17:00:00.012+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T18:44:41.427+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidaaayyy'/><title type='text'>Four days with fellas part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ini dia posting Four days with Fellas part 2 yang merupakan laporan jalan-jalan saya selama 4 hari di Jogja. Di postingan sebelumnya, sudah diceritakan petualangan di hari pertama dan kedua jadi kali ini dilanjutkan cerita di hari ketiga dan keempat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari Minggu ini keluarga gue ternyata sudah dateng dari Jakarta dan menginap di rumah Om. Dan ternyata pulaaaaa, rumah Om gue ada di belakang guest house jadi kita bahkan bisa main bola voli dengan tembok sebagai netnya hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari ini acaranya pergi ke pantai Baron, yang katanya berpasir putih, lautnya biru dan makanannya enak serta murah. Pokoknya pemandangan surgawi sekali deh. Di perjalanan mobil gue tertinggal oleh mobil yang disupirin Pak Sis. Kronologinya guea nggak tau karena sepanjang jalan tidur, yang gue tau, bangun-bangun mobil sedang melaju di sebuah jalan panjang dikelilingi bukit-bukit kapur di kanan kirinya. Pemandangannya baguuuusss banget. Daripada muter-muter lebih baik foto-foto dulu aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356771406072131810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlcTNmHmMOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2TsNvbaasP4/s320/4899_125555815029_645990029_3463862_5188498_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356778588335383586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlcZvqImJCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ZdbC1Pq6Anw/s320/4899_125555675029_645990029_3463859_416736_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Akhirnya sampai juga di Pantai Baron! Ternyata kita salah hari, yaitu datang di hari Minggu, karena banyak bus-bus yang mengangkut rombongan jadi menurut gue suasananya kurang enak. Jadi kita langsung cepet-cepet makan seafood (yang yummy dan murah) setelah itu pulang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebenernya pantainya betul betul seperti bayangan gue, cuma karena rame jadi tidak terlalu menikmati. Yaah, kapan-kapan deh kita balik ke sini lagi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356780410693573458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlcbZu8pW1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/r7T_RYklLvo/s320/4884_111461444432_635659432_1831110_5693989_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356782552003799650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlcdWX8yamI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Fv42kQJpBEw/s320/4916_125557110029_645990029_3463905_5155074_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tadinya kita mau ke gua Maria. Udah capek-capek mendaki bukit tapi tidak jadi karena ternyata tempatnya sangat jauh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pulangnya melewati tempat yang bagus lagi dan kami foto-foto lagi deh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356783699248405778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlceZJxN3RI/AAAAAAAAAMw/1XEOjodj-P8/s320/4899_125561165029_645990029_3464001_356599_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356783928204371106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlcemeskpKI/AAAAAAAAAM4/c24KgfkVo7I/s320/4899_125560380029_645990029_3463984_3051093_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356784534160804914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlcfJwD2DDI/AAAAAAAAANA/9yBNeg6UOn0/s320/4899_125561555029_645990029_3464006_31150_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356784961419691682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlcfinuTRqI/AAAAAAAAANI/RkkMmsbeXHY/s320/4899_125562330029_645990029_3464016_5667932_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Terus mampir di Patuk, yang mirip Puncak. Disini gue minum susu jahe yang enak banget dan mie rebus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habis itu pulang, dan malamnya makan sate daging di deket UGM. Begitu liat menunya, murah banget sate daging isi sepuluh tusuk cuma 12500, tapi pas dateng ternyata satenya kecil-kecil tapi rasanya lumayan enak : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari terakhir di Jogja! Nggak kerasa banget ternyata 4 hari sudah berlalu dan hari ini temen-temen gue harus pulang ke Jakarta sementara gue extend di Jogja, Gigi ke Semarang dan Cindy ke Bali. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari ini makan siang di Bebek goreng H Slamet dengan sambal korek spesialnya. Bebek gorengnya enaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkk banget dan sambelnya juga, pedes tapi super duper enak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habis itu mampir ke pusat oleh-oleh, karena masih ada dua hari lagi di Jogja, gue cuma beli permen telor cicak. Hihihi, jarang-jarang liat permen ini di Jakarta. Terakhir liat kemarin pas mau nonton Transformerns 2, tapi harganya mahal banget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habis dari pusat oleh-oleh, kita mampir ke Malioboro lagi karena hasrat belanja belum terpuaskan, sementara Gigi naik travel bis ke Semarang. Bye bye Gigi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di Malioboro, kita nemu stand yang jual kalung kalung dari kuningan bakar yang setelah ditawar harganya jadi 15000. Bandulnya sebenernya udah disusun sama masnya, tapi bisa kita rubah rubah sendiri. Jadi deh kalung custom made seharga 15000, puaaass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dari Malioboro kita nganterin Cindy ke airport, habis itu langsung ke stasiun. Gue dijemput di stasiun sebelum pulang ke rumah Om. Liburannya sangat menyenangkan dan seru! Terimakasih teman-teman terutama yang di mobilnya Pak Wagi, karena sudah menjadi Jogja mate yang sangat baik! Kapan-kapan pokoknya kita harus liburan bareng lagi yaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356793871638413954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlcnpQ3_QoI/AAAAAAAAANQ/63qKEgwjiWQ/s400/4884_111504404432_635659432_1831803_8003501_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&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/6855170800422288962-4674927026407298990?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4674927026407298990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/four-days-with-fellas-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4674927026407298990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4674927026407298990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/four-days-with-fellas-part-2.html' title='Four days with fellas part 2'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlcTNmHmMOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2TsNvbaasP4/s72-c/4899_125555815029_645990029_3463862_5188498_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1606148711311099941</id><published>2009-07-09T23:55:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:58:56.833+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took some random quiz (actually some of my friends are already took it) and here's the result:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working.&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmmm...... Some of it are true. well friends, waddya think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-1606148711311099941?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1606148711311099941/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-took-some-random-quiz-actually-some.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1606148711311099941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1606148711311099941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-took-some-random-quiz-actually-some.html' title=''/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-9013942099255521214</id><published>2009-07-08T21:57:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:33:01.577+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidaaayyy'/><title type='text'>Four days with fellas part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, so, as you all know (esp cimeng whom asked me, "kapan lo pulang?" even before I go) I went to Jogja about a week ago with my friends. We took the Argo Lawu train (thanks to Nico we didn't have to pay for the ticket!) and the trip was superrrrr fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well a week had passed so I can't tell you the complete story. I just remembered some really funny things done by Rissa and Gigi as usual, cuma sekarang ditambah Nico dan Yadi jadi tambah rame hahaha. Oh iya, supir kita baaiiiikkkkk banget namanya Pak Wagi. He had cool jokes and knows cool places, cheap restaurants and shops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;sampe di Jogja sekitar &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jam 4 pagi&lt;/span&gt;. Rasanya badan mau rontooookkkk rontok serontok-rontoknya. Mata masih ngantuk dan punggung pegel-pegel karena 7 jam duduk dan leher sakit karena tidur miring-miring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di pintu utara Stasiun Kereta api Tugu, Jogjakarta, kami udah ditunggu sama Pak Wagi yang memegang kertas bertuliskan: Ms. Rissa. Nah inilah supir kita yang di kemudian hari diketahui bahwa dia itu sangat baik sekali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selain pak Wagi dan Pak Sis (supir mobil kedua), kita juga dijemput Pakde-nya Cindy yang nganter ke tempat Guest House. Jadi iring-iringannya ada 3 mobil yang menuju guest house yang ternyata bernama &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LPP Ambarukmo&lt;/span&gt;. Letaknya di sebuah wilayah namanya Ambarukmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sampai di guest house ternyata nggak langsung tidur. Kita rebutan kamar, naruh tas dan ngumpul dulu sama Pakde-nya Cindy, baru habis itu pada tepar geletakan nggak jelas di kamar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bangun-bangun ternyata udah jam 10, gue langsung mandi karena setelah ini langsung jalan-jalan keliling Jogja. Rencana hari ini city tour, yang pastinya ke Malioboro dan makan enak ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Untuk brunch (lol) kita ke &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soto Miroso&lt;/span&gt;. Begitu buka buku menunya, waw, murah sekali ya. Soto campur nasi cuma 7500 dan sate telor atau ayamnya seribuan perbatang. Makan di soto Miroso gue habis 15000 saja. Rasanya kalo menurut gue enak cuma kalo untuk lidah gue agak kemanisan, cuma satenya enaaaaaaakkkk banget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habis itu kita ke &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kotagede&lt;/span&gt; yang merupakan sentra kerajinan perak. Cuma harganya mahal-mahal jadi cuma lihat-lihat dan foto-foto aja hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356115985448242162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlS_HGBvC_I/AAAAAAAAALY/gv4R92XrBEA/s320/5851_118765210118_593210118_3498882_8295766_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356126456044734994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlTIokCeShI/AAAAAAAAALg/OKTI2rq8efA/s320/4899_125544930029_645990029_3463343_6831759_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Setelah dari Kotagede kita kembali lagi ke Jogja, to the most famous street in Jogja,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Malioboro!&lt;/span&gt; Malioboro ini menurut gue kayak Camden Town, penjual kaki lima seenaknya aja bikin kios di depan toko orang. Di Malioboro kalo nawar harus yang serendah-rendahnya biar nggak rugi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tapi tujuan kita adalah ke toko bernama &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mirota&lt;/span&gt;. Mirota ini menjual macem-macem batik dan pernak-pernak khas Jawa lainnya yang sebenernya dijual juga di jalan Malioboro, cuma disini harganya udah nggak bisa ditawar dan tempatnya nyaman ada AC-nya nggak panas kayak diluar. Di Mirota gue beli tas batik, jam dinding, dan cincin-cincin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Malamnya kita makan di&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jimbaran&lt;/span&gt;. Suasana restoran seafood ini kayak di Ubud, Bali, lengkap dengan sawah dan gazebonya. Suasananya enak banget dan makanannya yang pasti super duper yummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356507177897385922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlYi5fdnX8I/AAAAAAAAALw/sP1CVcpQ9y0/s320/4899_125542835029_645990029_3463256_2403377_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Karena baru jam 7 malam kami lanjut ke &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Angkringan&lt;/span&gt; dekat stasiun Tugu untuk nyobaik &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kopi Joss&lt;/span&gt;. Gue minum yang kopi susu, ternyata kopi susu joss adalah kopi susu yang di dalamnya ada bara apinya. Quite uniqe, tapi dinding mulut gue ketempelan arang hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pagi-pagi kita jalan-jalan ke &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Borobudur&lt;/span&gt;. Panaaaassssss, dan gue sebenernya udah bosen setiap ke Jogja ke Borobudur melulu. But hey, we have to acted like other tourists rite, since it's a holiday. Oh well, berbekal gym crest bag dan rayban lima belas ribuan gue menjelajah Borobudur sntah untuk yang keberapa kalinya. Tapi kali ini yang paling seruu! Nggak kerasa tau-tau udah di puncak aja : ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356509594606308114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlYlGKZ7CxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/7NCp2tXGA4k/s320/4899_125547505029_645990029_3463516_7380780_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356511276655849570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlYmoEhyMGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-MKNMUxCH3A/s320/5851_119172215118_593210118_3507861_4688084_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habis itu beli tiket untuk pertunjukan &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sendra tari Ramayana&lt;/span&gt; di Candi Prambanan. Tiket kelas satu hanya 50000 saja. Viewnya bagus, ada candi Prambanan sebagai latar belakang. The show was great, pertama kalinya gue nonton live wayang. I have to take my Grandma there! Ibu bisa nontonin wayang semalam suntuk tanpa ketiduran. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356512396716825522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlYnpRFIW7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/-WAFJwIEDC0/s320/5851_119178780118_593210118_3508146_1103198_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;*maaf nggak ada foto pertunjukannya. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, sekian dulu laporan jalan-jalannya. Tunggu posting &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Four days with fellas part 2&lt;/span&gt; yang akan datang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-9013942099255521214?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/9013942099255521214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/four-days-with-fellas-part-1.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/9013942099255521214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/9013942099255521214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/four-days-with-fellas-part-1.html' title='Four days with fellas part 1'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SlS_HGBvC_I/AAAAAAAAALY/gv4R92XrBEA/s72-c/5851_118765210118_593210118_3498882_8295766_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-5170685363215672255</id><published>2009-07-08T01:05:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:15:07.023+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Where do you want us to go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fellas. How r ya? I've been away too long since I went back from Jogja and my Dad forget to pay the speedy thingy. so here I am, updating since 10000 BC lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have so much to tell actually. Mostly is my Jogja trip with my other 12 friends. I have so many beautiful pictures and funny stories, I'm gonna write it as soon as I can (and have the mood. blah.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, tomorrow is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the election day&lt;/span&gt;!Will you vote? Vote! If you don't, than I think that you don't have the right to blame our government if something bothers you. you didn't vte for god's sake. So, VOTE people. Hihihi. Tomorrow will be my first, so I'm very excited. I'm thinkig about sticking my own picture ke kertas suaranya dan dicontreng sendiri. tee-hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;R.I.P Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was in Jogja and opened my twitter, and people was like, "RIP MJ" and "RIP the king of pop" and I can't believe that he died. I mean, I'm not a big fan, i don't even know all of his songs, but hearing his music this past 11 days, I always said to myself."Oh, ini lagu Michael Jackson juga toh" so I know a lot of his songs (and love it!) but didn't know it was his. sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I felt sad. He was a good musician. oh no. BRILLIANT. such a genius. has a very very good music that lasts forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rest in peace Michael Jackson, may God gives you the best place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-5170685363215672255?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/5170685363215672255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-do-you-want-us-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5170685363215672255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5170685363215672255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-do-you-want-us-to-go.html' title='Where do you want us to go?'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-2328326246044661263</id><published>2009-06-23T13:18:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:28:38.286+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Here comes the prom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this is it, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the day some of us been waiting for 3 years, but for me, prom is just another party I spend with my school mates, celebrating our last meal and drink and dance as high school students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;As the prom begins, my brain actually thinking about the days after today. On 25th, as I said before I'll go to Jogja with my friends. I hope it'll be a nice yet satisfying trip since I canceled my trip with Rissa to London : ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;by the way, if you're thinking: Good gosh, what will she wear to prom? well I didn't get the picture of my prom dress, but it kinda look like Emma watson's Chanel navy blue dress but mine's tailor made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to Marisa Harfiana for her drawing. See, my friend Marisa is good at fashion drawing and she draw my prom dress. The other day she went to the textile shop to choose the textile for my dress. So when I arrived, all I have to do is just pay for the textile. Also, a &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;great big hug&lt;/span&gt; to my buddy Aregina Pernong for her kindness taking me to Dian Pelangi Kemang since the Bintaro one didn't take order anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I literally crossing my fingers right now, hoping my prom will be fun, great, my dress fits me prfectly, the after party will be fun as hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;any tip for me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well as the Americans say: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;Break a leg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-2328326246044661263?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/2328326246044661263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-comes-prom.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2328326246044661263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2328326246044661263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-comes-prom.html' title='Here comes the prom!'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8203516080769762786</id><published>2009-06-22T13:46:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:55:02.343+07:00</updated><title type='text'>your grandma says hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sj8qGjlqYLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NbSfK1g_7aQ/s1600-h/cd518953ae1db0e86c1427f128b629f7aae4d329_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350041174460227762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sj8qGjlqYLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NbSfK1g_7aQ/s400/cd518953ae1db0e86c1427f128b629f7aae4d329_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nday everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;hope you a have good week ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cheers, mate ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;best wishes from, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;NRANP and Giuseppe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-8203516080769762786?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8203516080769762786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-grandma-says-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8203516080769762786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8203516080769762786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-grandma-says-hello.html' title='your grandma says hello'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sj8qGjlqYLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NbSfK1g_7aQ/s72-c/cd518953ae1db0e86c1427f128b629f7aae4d329_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6480153142311614852</id><published>2009-06-20T22:13:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:53:17.364+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidaaayyy'/><title type='text'>Why don't you come on over, Valerie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are nothing to do this week for me, it's just graduation and preparing my prom dress, so I've been watching trailers in youtube a lot lately and I realized there are a lot of hella good movies coming in their ways this 2009. here are the movies I'd like to see: Up, Explicit Ills, Taking Woodstock, Paper Hearts, 2012, Fired up, Ghost of girlfriend past, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The ugly truth&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt;, Where the wild things are, Obsessed, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt;, etc etc etc. I know I have to buy the DVDs because there are not time if I wanna watch it on the big screen, you know, on September there will be no playing around for me, since med school starts on that month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday was MA-A-AD for me and cimeng. Before I wrote my last post, I looked at the Glastonbury 2008 line up poster and on the 29th there was Mark Ronson. I go to youtube.com, searched him, and find this really cool song &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Valerie'&lt;/span&gt; by him and Amy Winehouse. &lt;a href="http://http://arienkartikasari.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-mark-ronson-as-if-other-guys-are.html"&gt;I remember that Cimeng loves Mark Ronson too&lt;/a&gt;, so I told her that we missed him while we're in London, and that upsets us, hehehe. I wanna watch him onstage, that'd be cool!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349437366302750722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sj0E8S6tOAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RltqWRV6Oew/s400/2683305385_a7deeaf92d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next week would be a super busy week for me. I have prom on 23rd, and on 25th I'll go to Jogja with my friends. We'd ride the train, and it's been yearssss since I rode a train. We'lll stay in Jogja for 5 days, and after that my Mom and Dad would come to Jogja and I'll continue our trip with my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;On July 20th, I'll watch Manchester United! OMG I can't wait! and yesterday I heard &lt;a href="http://http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid=%7BC2572DA3%2D8A1C%2D457F%2D9926%2D899EA5639CB4%7D&amp;amp;redirectorid=news_story&amp;amp;newsid=6633846"&gt;this magical news&lt;/a&gt; I wish going to happen. Oh God, Iker Casillas to Manchester United that would be HUGE! i'm crossing my fingers now ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;what will you do this upcoming holiday? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-6480153142311614852?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6480153142311614852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-dont-you-come-on-over-valerie.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6480153142311614852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6480153142311614852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-dont-you-come-on-over-valerie.html' title='Why don&apos;t you come on over, Valerie?'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sj0E8S6tOAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RltqWRV6Oew/s72-c/2683305385_a7deeaf92d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8233860290085390600</id><published>2009-06-19T15:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:07:01.214+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>What I missed while I'm in London</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;is the great Glastonbury Festival! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know why I don't know about this festival? Well, even if I bought the ticket I'm sure I won't go, because I'm going to London with EF so there're boundaries and I have to stick with the group all the time. : ( but hey, I'm pretty sure too, girls like Cimeng, Asti, and Astrid won't think twice if I asked them to go to Glastonbury with me, right? Okay, at least, Cimeng and Asti because I don't know with Astrid because Jonas Brothers didn't perform at Glastonbury ; P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot write the 2008 line up here, it's hurt you know. It HU-U-U-URTSSS! LOL. &lt;a href="http://http://www.bbc.co.uk/glastonbury/2008/lineup/"&gt;the line up is so fuckin' awesome&lt;/a&gt;, mommy buy me the ticket to London, I'll find a way to get to Glastonbury. that's the 2008 line up, THE ONE I MISS WHILE I'M IN LONDON! I didn't even get a chance to see Pete Doherty, poor me : ((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.glastonburyfestivals.co.uk/line-up-poster/"&gt;I found the 2009 line-up and if I had the chance to go I obviously would go for the 26th&lt;/a&gt;. PAOLO NUTINI, THE VIRGINS, JASON MRAZ, GABRIELLE CILMI, REGINA SPEKTOR, LILLY ALLEN, THE TING TINGS, NOAH AND THE WHALE. GOOOOOSSSSHHHHH! I would screaaaammmm for hours if I get the ticket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ANYONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&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/6855170800422288962-8233860290085390600?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8233860290085390600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-i-missed-while-im-in-london.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8233860290085390600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8233860290085390600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-i-missed-while-im-in-london.html' title='What I missed while I&apos;m in London'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8021076166465772225</id><published>2009-06-19T03:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T03:25:19.543+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>another thing another night another crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After graudation, now i'm worry about PROM. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SENIOR PROM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;good gosh. I'm saying senior prom like there's junior prom or homecoming dance or something at my school, haha. No, truth is, Prom is @June 23rd, I already got the dress in the making at the tailor, I suppose to do the fitting tomorrow (today, 19th) but Mom said &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; I can't go today (or tomorrow, whatevs). Grrrraaaahhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess after I graduate I would've nothing to worry about! Now I have to worry about my prom dress and everything. Until this time, I hate prom. I wish I could skip all the craps, get to the 23rd whatever happens, skip it again, go to Jogja, and hibernating until July 20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know what, I guess this whole 2 months holiday is killing me, really. After all of the UAN studying, suddenly I stopped. I stopped studying, I stopped doing the math homeworks, I stopped Mrs. Aykah tutoring. I MISS IT! I can't believe I've said that but it's true! I actully miss school, and studying. It's like I'm having brain freeze right now. No, not when because it's cold but when your brain stop doing what it suppose to do. These past 3 months been hectic for me; studying, remembering all the chems and maths and pyshics and God-knows-what-else-craps. Ans suddenly, I did the UAN, the national exam. It went well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And BAAAAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I stopped studying. For at least 2 and a half month. Or maybe 3 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;killing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyhoo, Gaby's staying here for the night. We haven't met since I don't know when. Chit-chatting a bit (a lot!). And it's 3 AM, and the urge to write is coming, so I HAVE to write something. So this is it, another crap I wrote in the middle of the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Giuseppe's starting to slow. That's my cue to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nighty nightm crunchies&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/6855170800422288962-8021076166465772225?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8021076166465772225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-thing-another-night-another.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8021076166465772225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8021076166465772225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-thing-another-night-another.html' title='another thing another night another crap'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8929350605609434784</id><published>2009-06-16T22:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:48:27.729+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sje-I3BikKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fQ6aVyWVyT0/s1600-h/3ca1fc3c77453326ece89f9f949215e298312b3a_m.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347952141944393890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sje-I3BikKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fQ6aVyWVyT0/s400/3ca1fc3c77453326ece89f9f949215e298312b3a_m.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will never ever forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;January 27, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;thank you for everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ffffound.com/"&gt;source&lt;/a&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/6855170800422288962-8929350605609434784?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8929350605609434784/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8929350605609434784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8929350605609434784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sje-I3BikKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fQ6aVyWVyT0/s72-c/3ca1fc3c77453326ece89f9f949215e298312b3a_m.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7882062056237404977</id><published>2009-06-15T14:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:09:41.411+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Somewhere along the lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've graduated today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling so happy, lucky, it feels like someone lifted the weight from my shoulder. Yet I felt sad. I looked around the room trying to memorize these faces I know. We're not really a close batch. Every people in this room have their own 'comfort zone' and trying to avoid talking to some people but, somehow, these faces I know, these people, are the ones that are walking with me this past three years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll go our separate ways. I'll stay in Jakarta while some are leaving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I am sad knowing the fact that I'll stuck here for other 7 long years, maybe I'm sad because I'm not gonna see these faces again in September. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We're not gonna be 'angkatan 12 SMA islam Al-Izhar Pondok Labu' anymore, we'll be 'angkatan 12 &lt;em&gt;alumni&lt;/em&gt; SMA islam Al-Izhar Pondok Labu' the word alumni feels so...... i don't know. weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We wont be studying in the same school again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; is weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I get used to these people. I laughed with them, and sometimes I hate them. Ther&lt;/span&gt;e are times when I'm feeling really bored of high school and wanted to leave it, ASAP. But when I opened the envelope this morning, reading the word: dinyatakan LULUS, I said to myself, "Am I really leaving high school?" there are too much memory here, somehow, I can't just leave it all behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But hey, life goes on. If I have to leave high school, so be it. I AM GRADUATED PEOPLE! I'm more happy than sad. No, not just happy, I felt relieved. Yes, I felt relieved and happy. Sad is another thing ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;What I'm saying is, angkatan 12, somewhere along the lines of life, we'll meet again. &lt;em&gt;Entah itu di acara reunian, kawinan temen, 7 bulanan (hehe)&lt;/em&gt;, we'll meet again someday, I believe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So these people, nothing can erased them from my memory. There's this tiny place in my heart where I'll keep those memory of high school, and there's this part of my brain that rewinding it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love you, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;goodbye, au revoir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;good luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mucha suerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;te queiro mucho ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&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/6855170800422288962-7882062056237404977?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7882062056237404977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/somewhere-along-lines.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7882062056237404977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7882062056237404977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/somewhere-along-lines.html' title='Somewhere along the lines'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-511592111814317615</id><published>2009-06-14T20:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:30:32.883+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>To you, from me</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5AHzIq_n-DQ&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div 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me'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7872649187411806290</id><published>2009-06-14T00:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:50:10.675+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>I'm sharing..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finds this amazing video on youtube. one word: WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;param value="" name="movie"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-7872649187411806290?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7872649187411806290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sharing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7872649187411806290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7872649187411806290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sharing.html' title='I&apos;m sharing..........'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1362946238666209023</id><published>2009-06-08T00:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:05:36.375+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidaaayyy'/><title type='text'>Hello again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Siv9-YLz0AI/AAAAAAAAAKg/kLQhw--NFls/s1600-h/P6070487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344644630890926082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Siv9-YLz0AI/AAAAAAAAAKg/kLQhw--NFls/s400/P6070487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry to say, but I'm not saying hello to you, but to my friend Cindy who arrived this evening from Kuwait . Wow, it's been 1,5 years since she left and I miss her! she used to be my classmate in X-4 and we did lots of crazy things together, but my favorite was 'kejar-kejaran sehabis ulangan bahasa inggris' which is a bit cruel for certain girl but it's a great memory I think ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after that, we acted like total strangers in Jakarta (me, buli, adiz and silmi) and took photos at the airport, it was fu-u-u-nnn! I just knew that there're vending machines there at the airport. you only have to pay 5000rupiah and you get what you want hihi norak sekali ya? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;While we're waiting for Cindy, I remember that hey, I'm in arrival gate, am I? so I remember this quote -I don't remember everything, just "whenever I get gloomy with the stage of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at the Heathrow airport......" so I kept saying it until my friend said, "stop!" but a few seconds later, i'm saying it again : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;here's the complete line: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the&lt;br /&gt;world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's&lt;br /&gt;starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't&lt;br /&gt;see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often, it's not particularly&lt;br /&gt;dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and&lt;br /&gt;daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the&lt;br /&gt;planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the&lt;br /&gt;people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of&lt;br /&gt;love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaking suspicion... love actually is all&lt;br /&gt;around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-1362946238666209023?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1362946238666209023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-again_07.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1362946238666209023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1362946238666209023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-again_07.html' title='Hello again!'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Siv9-YLz0AI/AAAAAAAAAKg/kLQhw--NFls/s72-c/P6070487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8122548979639670865</id><published>2009-06-07T23:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:34:09.077+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>If you people want to change the world..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Start from yourself. no talk, just act. change yourself first then continue with the others. Some people might not get what you mean but that's okay, they'll understand it anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you really have to see things from different angle&lt;/span&gt;. Because what we're talking about right now is about YOU changing this world to be a better place. No poverty, prevent global warming, how to solve this major economic problems, etc etc. So don't be self centered. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LISTEN TO PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;. if they ask you, answer them correctly, until they get what you mean, what you did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;don't think about yourself just for one minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;think about the problems that you 'said' you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;tell people, let them help you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;never ever think that if you do this than you're better from them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;never hurt someone's feeling because maybe they'll help you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes it's good if you just shut up and sit down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;let them tell you what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after you did eveything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;sit back, relax, go to the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;have some fresh coconut and enjoy your 'Detektif Conan' comic book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well, did I mention that sometimes you have to let people tell you what to do because what you'll did, is actually for the sake of the people? I did? okay thanks ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;grrrrr, I hate this time when my mind can't think of another stuff to write!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-8122548979639670865?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8122548979639670865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-people-want-to-change-world.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8122548979639670865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8122548979639670865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-people-want-to-change-world.html' title='If you people want to change the world..............'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4941816986321897734</id><published>2009-06-06T22:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:34:28.795+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>I feel guilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344236620330572562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiqK5CZwGxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/PIcgxqokZDw/s400/Messi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lionel Messi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jugador de FC Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;FC BARCELONA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's what makes me feel guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ontd_fb"&gt;ontd_fb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4941816986321897734?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4941816986321897734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-guilty.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4941816986321897734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4941816986321897734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-guilty.html' title='I feel guilty'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiqK5CZwGxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/PIcgxqokZDw/s72-c/Messi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-5330182568536967836</id><published>2009-06-06T21:59:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:16:26.434+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;here's some updates from me ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. I cut my hair today! bye bye long messy damage hair, I've been thinking about cutting my hair for soo long but when it happens, I actually closed my eyes when the stylish did his action, but to-daaa! it's awesome, thankyou : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344232517934157122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiqHKPyOjUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/y3mSVKqYfg8/s320/potong+rambut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;my new shoulder length haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. On top of my wishlist is polaroid camera! but people said that they wont produce the camera nor film starting this year, but I still want it! i'm thinking about fuji instax, tho, it's more expensive but the film is cheaper and easy to find here in Jakarta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344233605252910562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiqIJiXODeI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BfRxl8_AJic/s320/fujifilm-instax-200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-5330182568536967836?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/5330182568536967836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/updates.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5330182568536967836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5330182568536967836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiqHKPyOjUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/y3mSVKqYfg8/s72-c/potong+rambut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-340815942730882538</id><published>2009-06-05T23:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:26:23.567+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SilG3GTqQ2I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bakAPGpyCJA/s1600-h/7309ec729f5777bf7794706fbe22bd590acbf13c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343880345251627874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SilG3GTqQ2I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bakAPGpyCJA/s400/7309ec729f5777bf7794706fbe22bd590acbf13c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ffffound.com/"&gt;source de foto&lt;/a&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/6855170800422288962-340815942730882538?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/340815942730882538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-are-happy-for-you-source-de-foto.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/340815942730882538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/340815942730882538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-are-happy-for-you-source-de-foto.html' title=''/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SilG3GTqQ2I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bakAPGpyCJA/s72-c/7309ec729f5777bf7794706fbe22bd590acbf13c_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8444322485605159294</id><published>2009-06-04T22:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:44:12.684+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidaaayyy'/><title type='text'>do you really need a reason?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343512501762487458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sif4TyhpdKI/AAAAAAAAAJo/BPq2tv4-jDM/s400/1351396261_29c38ed9d9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love London. No doubt about it, even before I went there last summer. Now I'm flickr-ing &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;London street style&lt;/span&gt; and remember again how much i love this windy yet warming city (i don't know how a windy city can be warm. well you have to go there yourself). despite of the awesome museums, cool mass transportations, great shop and (if you're lucky) food. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343512304248280194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sif4ISul1II/AAAAAAAAAJg/OGFLVaUI3cQ/s400/4192553_f7dbc41d78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343494630550824114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SifoDjEwZLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/sNoLoPfEhU0/s400/147747813_d2a324fbef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343494909563403394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SifoTyeifII/AAAAAAAAAIw/Kun4WicfAbk/s400/3207468136_fe300753b7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343495633133766866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sifo95_KCNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Meggy0DTREc/s400/lss1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343495107574629618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SifofUIGBPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Qt5Vke1J4eg/s400/3266721619_03e77c0676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my heaven on earth on the background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343495275309826194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SifopE_SAJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WtLVneIfunk/s400/3345496817_0b80f1c0e9.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343512741545831794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sif4hvyc7XI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yUBWkGJokbs/s400/2389942518_0127489f1b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343511778412126130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sif3pr1e37I/AAAAAAAAAJY/rGxn9up4tmE/s400/2284131896_19d4bbf1ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm standing here, every morning, for two weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;never got bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343495392147265202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sifov4Pf1rI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Log7XP9XunE/s400/3286406881_aae62de4e0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;images via flickr.com and &lt;a href="http://http://www.flickr.com/photos/pitvanmeeffe/sets/72157609445401521/?page=4"&gt;New London strees serie (on flickr too)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&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/6855170800422288962-8444322485605159294?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8444322485605159294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-really-need-reason.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8444322485605159294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8444322485605159294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-really-need-reason.html' title='do you really need a reason?'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sif4TyhpdKI/AAAAAAAAAJo/BPq2tv4-jDM/s72-c/1351396261_29c38ed9d9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7766177940666028485</id><published>2009-06-04T21:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:10:48.397+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>with my messed-up hair, I'm writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is everything has to be freakin' stupid tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it friday the 13th or something that brings me bad luck?! Oh dear God, what did I do that cause all the electronics around me suddenly acting like they were created in 10.000 BC?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My big hair dryer melted my hair brush, and when Mom finds out, she wont let me use that hair dryer anymore, so she gave me hers. Hers was blue and sounds reaaaally slow, and it's not as hot and fast as mine, but I use it instead because I was washing my hair and needed to dry it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was drying my hair and all was okay, when that stupid blue hair dryer suddenly stooped! IT SUDDENLY STOPPED! wth?! i tried everything, believe me, I shook it, blow the dryer, pull the plug, everything. And it's on again. And a few moments later, that freakin' hair dryer was STOPPED, it stopped! IT DOESN'T WANT TO DRY MY HAIR! WHAT IN THE WORLD?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And right now my hair is half dry half wet which is very disturbing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I cannot sign in to my Windows Live, God knows why. Oh dear God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please let me be a normal person, who doesn't have to go yelling at her gadgets, please? I'm sick and tired of all these technologies but I admit it I need it, I f-in really need it. for my own good, for writing in this blog and keeps myself as sane as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Good gosh, Giuseppe, baby you're drivng me KKKRRRRRAAAAZZZEEEEEEYYYYYY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343489840131407490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SifjstXw_oI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Our6DypI1Y8/s400/2715348975_f0c73ee65b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/6855170800422288962-7766177940666028485?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7766177940666028485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/with-my-messed-up-hair-im-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7766177940666028485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7766177940666028485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/with-my-messed-up-hair-im-writing.html' title='with my messed-up hair, I&apos;m writing'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SifjstXw_oI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Our6DypI1Y8/s72-c/2715348975_f0c73ee65b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-7229567131133396362</id><published>2009-06-04T14:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:31:46.004+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>do the d-a-n-c-e 1 2 3 4 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343368303749256418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sid1KXEOVOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/eDz114J6eG4/s400/ikRia1QKbmroq71zq7xGc3dJo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you dance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever play your iTunes loudly and get on your feet and dancing like crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well I never did that, congratulations for all of you who dance in your room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I do dance. Although I'm suck at it. I'm learning Jazz ballet since 7th grade until last year. My last performance was Aladdin and it was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;To me, dancing feels reaaaaaaaally good! You know, the teacher gave you the moves and you tried to remember it and when music plays you just dance to the beat. I love jazz ballet, nobody knows it before so keep your mouth shut will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Believe me, I'm not good at dancing. I cannot dance, but I love to dance. I wanted to be able to do the double or even triple pirrouete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Grrraaahh I miss dancing. I miss my jazz ballet class every Wednesdays although I've never make friends with other girls because they're better dancer than me. But nevermind, as long as I can move my body and daaaaannncccciiiiinnngggg I don't mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm thinking about taking another ballet class for adult. hmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6855170800422288962-7229567131133396362?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/7229567131133396362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-d-n-c-e-1-2-3-4-5.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7229567131133396362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/7229567131133396362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-d-n-c-e-1-2-3-4-5.html' title='do the d-a-n-c-e 1 2 3 4 5'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/Sid1KXEOVOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/eDz114J6eG4/s72-c/ikRia1QKbmroq71zq7xGc3dJo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1160768355570126285</id><published>2009-06-04T12:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:48:40.243+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidaaayyy'/><title type='text'>this memory keeps me alive : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari terakhir di &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;London,&lt;/span&gt; kita semua berkumpul lagi di Bar The White Bear (kalo nggak salah) untuk pisah. Ada dua kelompok, yang akan pulang ke Jakarta dan yang lanjut keliling Eropa. Disitu suasananya sediiiihhhhh sekali, kita peluk-pelukan, nangis-nangisan, ketawa-ketawa bareng untuk yang terakhir kalinya sampe supir busnya jutek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bus kelompok yang akan berangkat ke Eropa sampai duluan, jadi kita juga yang duluan pergi. Sedihnyaaaaa, dua minggu bareng-bareng di negeri orang bener-bener bikin kita jadi deket lho, I even thought that I've found some of my best friends during that trip. Karena walaupun cuma 2 minggu &lt;strong&gt;susah seneng kita rasain bareng-bareng&lt;/strong&gt;, kesasar bareng, ngerasain seneng deg-degannya ke tempat baru bareng, foto-foto bareng. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Disaat-saat seperti ini, ketika kita jauh dari rumah, adalah saat-saat dimana kamu bisa menemukan orang-orang yang membantu kamu untuk mandiri, istilahnya, helps you stand on your own feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;o I really thank you, for you people who helps me there, in our beautiful playground ; ) I will never ever forget you guys, because I loooooooovvvvveeeeeeeee you you you soooooo freakin' much, and I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like we promised ya, suatu hari nanti, kita akan kembali menjajah Inggris! yeeeaaaahhhhh ; )))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343359938828965282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SidtjdT0FaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dbqNHfBKjII/s320/DSC00829.JPG" border="0" /&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/6855170800422288962-1160768355570126285?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1160768355570126285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-memory-keeps-me-alive.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1160768355570126285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1160768355570126285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-memory-keeps-me-alive.html' title='this memory keeps me alive : )'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SidtjdT0FaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dbqNHfBKjII/s72-c/DSC00829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-2372390343767093457</id><published>2009-06-03T23:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:05:37.290+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coolest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>This time, three years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiga tahun yang lalu, tepat dua minggu setelah UAN, gue dan Toshi dijemput ibunya Toshi, Tante Kia untuk pergi ke Singapura menjenguk Om Totok yang dirawat di Mt. Elizabeth Hospital karena kecelakaan. Nyokap gue pergi dua hari sebelum gue UAN, jadi di Jakarta gue cuma sama nenek dan bokap. As soon as the UAN ended, daddy flew to Singapore to be with my Mom and Om Totok and Tante Kia. That was a very hectic situation for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari Jum'at itu, pas rombongan pergi ke SIngapur, nyokap minta tolong sama gue untuk nginep di rumah Toshi, she said, "Mama yakin kamu bisa UANnya. Please take care of him," karena saat itu sepupu kecil gue itu terlihat begitu fragile dan sedih, maka tugas gue dan 2 sepupu lainnya adalah untuk membuat dia seneng lagi. and it works! gue dan sepupu gue yang emang pasangan silly berhasil membuat Toshi terbahak-bahak ; D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selesai UAN, kerjaan gue adalah jemput sodara gue itu, nginep di rumahnya, ngajakin jalan-jalan, sambil menunggu Tante Kia menjemput kita ke Singapura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I still remember that day. That morning, Tante Kia came from Singapore, she called my Grandma (whose stayed at my home) "Bu, saya udah di Jakarta, Ratih udah siap?" and I freaked out! Oh dear God, I miss my Mom&amp;amp;Dad, and I'm worried about Om Totok too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sekitar jam setengah empat sore, I packed my bags and I'm reaaady! Tadinya gue bilang ke Ibu/nenek, bahwa dia nggak usah ikut, takut capek. But she insisted, so off we go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kita sampai di Bandara Soekarno-Hatta sekitar jam lima sore, don't now why but I'm excited, actually, I'm always really excited if I'm going abroad, okay, I'm excited if I'm going to ride a plane. Funny huh? Since I known as NRANP with her acrophobia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anywaaaaaayyyy, Tante Kia agak terlambat karena masih harus bayar ini-itu, jadi gue dan Ibu makan dulu di McD (standar makanan di cengkareng, hehe). Nggak lama Tante Kia dan rombongan datang (beserta Om dan Tante dan dua sepupu gue) terus kita langsung belingsatan ngumpulin barang dan lariiiiii ke gate-nya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Setelah dadah-dadah dan lots of kiss byes and everything, gue tante dan toshi masuk ke gate. Tugas gue sudah jelas, disana gue harus bisa mandiri karena nyokap dan bokap dan tante kia pasti sibuk di rumah sakit. Sukur-sukur keahlian memasak gue udah bertambah jadi bisa bikin makanan. But poor us, gue belum bisa masak waktu itu, jadi tugas gue cuma satu: gue harus menemani sepupu gue, well not actually menemani, karena saat gue bersama dia malah jadinya dia yang suka ngikutin gue kemana-mana hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selama di Singapore ini nyokap gue ngajak belanja-belanja di Singapore great sale karena keadaan om gue stabil jadi bisa ditinggal. Gue tinggak di sebelah rumah sakit, di sebuah rumah tingkat tiga yag disewa-sewain buat keluarga yang mau jenguk. "Puas-puasin belanja," kata nyokap, "sapa tau habis ini kamu harus dirumah sakit terus." oh nggak harus diperintah dua kali, ibunda! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dua minggu di Singapur, setelah itu gue balik ke Jakarta selama beberapa hari untuk wisuda, dan kemudian...... balik lagi ke Singapura! Kali ini dengan persiapan yang lebih matang: sebuah kaset X-box dengan permainan yang nggak mungkin bosen (gue lupa namanya) untuk gue dan sodara gue, karena denger-denger sepupu gue udah beli TV buat di rumah sakit untuk mencolokkan X-boxnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kali ini gue lama bgt di Singapur, sampe enek gue sama rumah sakitnya. Pagi-pagi gue bangun, mandi, terus ke rumah sakit nganter makanan karena nyokap gue masih masak dan siap-siap. Siang biasanya kalo bisa gue dan nyokap dan Toshi ke takashimaya atau sekedar Pentagon yang letaknya di depan Mt. E untuk jalan-jalan atau beli es krim. Sore, gue dan sodara gue ke food court takashimaya beli Tako Pachi, terus sore sampe malem main x-box di rumah sakit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sampai suatu hari, Tante Kia yang kasian ngeliat kita akhirnya ngajakin jalan-jalan ke tempat yang 'jauhan'. Sehari sebelumnya tante bilang, "Ratih, besok kita ke Jurong sama Snow city ya." and I was like, oh thank God finally.... a holiday! dan besoknya gue dan tante dan Toshi ke Jurong deh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dari Mt. E kita cegat taksi dan dengan kerennya bilang, "Jurong birdpark, please." dan kira-kira empat puluh menit kemudian kita sampai di Jurong birdpark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jurong birdpark adalah exhibit standar bagi turis yang datang ke Singapura. Kita sampe sana pas masih pagi, jadi masih agak sepi. Pas ngeliat dalemnya, ada semacam amphiteater atau apapun namanya yang bentuknya seperti Colosseum. Ditengahnya ada panggung dan badut-badut burung yang bernyanyi. Toshi pengen liat sementara tante males nontonin badut, jadilah gue dan sepupu nonton pertunjukan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pas selesai, ada acara foto-foto sama burung kakatua (yang dulu dirumah nenek gue juga ada) dan burung beo. Karena iseng gue suruh aja sepupu gue foto sama burung yang diiket itu, setelah itu mbak-mbaknya bilang, "Donate and you'll get postcard." terus sepupu gue nyuruh gue nyumbang, gue buka dompet dan dia main pengen ngambil aja 10 dollar gue, "eeeeh jangan," bisik gue, "recehan aja!" dan gue kasih dia recehan 10 sen terus dia masukin. Mbak-mbaknya senyum terus ngasih postcard untuk sepupu gue dan gue. Hahaha! Jurong birdpark, next time I'll give you my 10 dollar ; ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Setelah itu kita pergi ke Snow city, naik bus, yang nunggunya lamaaaaaaa banget! DI snow city gue tidak terlalu menikmati. Gue salah banget pake celana ngatung jeans jadinya gue kedinginan, setelah meluncur sekali, foto-foto, tante Kia ternyata udah nggak tahan mau keluar, gue ikutan, sementara sepupu gue sudah menemukan teman baru dari Solo untuk main luncuran bareng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Diluar, gue main internet yang bayar pake koin itu, main friendster hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pulangnya kita naik taksi sampai tempat MRT. Ternyata itu adalah ujungnya MRT, jadi MRTnya masih kayak monorail gitu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Karena pada saat itu gue baru lulus SMP and you know, saat gue baru lulus SMP gue masih belum tau apa-apa tentang dunia. Kita bertiga sukses tersesat. Kita keluar di sebuah stasiun yang begitu ramainya sampai-sampai ada poster Frank Lampard gede banget (saat itu gue masih suka Chelsea &lt;em&gt;dan&lt;/em&gt; MU, how could I?) dan Tante Kia takut banget kehilangan kita berdua kita sampe gandengan menentang arus manusia yang kayaknya semuanya in a rush. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Besoknya? Gue dan tante Kia flu. Hahaha. PIlek-pilek dan batuk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dua minggu kemudia gue pulang karena mau ikut semacam dance class selama 5 hari dari Namarina. Kemudian operasi dan treatment Om Totok berhasil, om gue sekarang udah jadi kayak dulu lagi tidak lumpuh sama sekali. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and you know what? I miss those times. Tako pachi, es krim pinggir jalan, auntie anne's, dan rumah kos-kosan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;kira-kira mbak-mbak Tako pachi masih ingat pesenan standar gue nggak ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-2372390343767093457?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/2372390343767093457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-time-three-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2372390343767093457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2372390343767093457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-time-three-years-ago.html' title='This time, three years ago'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6436035387322509219</id><published>2009-06-03T22:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:53:14.100+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>helllooooo? goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate those times, including right now, when I wanted to write something but nothing comes in my mind. So basically, I'll just gonna go talking about nothing that maybe only myself can understand. But hey, something comes in my mind! ahem ahem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;gribbet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;gribbet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh sorry, i'm just writing frog's sound am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;where are we right now? me? my cave of course, hehe. If you ever went to my house, saw my room, you would understand. See, i have this coffe table beside my not-so-worth-it study table which I use for my laptop/giuseppe. Mom recently bought me a very comfy rattan chair, um waddya call it? it's basically not a chair since it doesn't have legs and all, I just sit on the floor, yeah i sit on the floor with my carpet. Around this coffe table, there are few... okay, a lot of things. For example, now, there are: iPod, AC remote, a pack of tissue, my watch, my Mr. Potato head toy, digicam, House season 1 DVD, more tissue, my sling bag, newspaper (i read the newspaper everyday!), Dan Brown's Angels&amp;amp;Demons, a pack of wet tissue, a pack of Cadbury chocolate, my phone, and chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now this is what I call my cave! ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't have to get up and walk to reach things I need. I always put my important stuff close with me because I'm always too lazy to get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;stop me before I go kkkkkrrrraaaazeeeeeyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;now it's time to think about some important stuff, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;dont cha think, crunchies?&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/6855170800422288962-6436035387322509219?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6436035387322509219/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/helllooooo-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6436035387322509219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6436035387322509219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/helllooooo-goodbye.html' title='helllooooo? goodbye.'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4767804477371266271</id><published>2009-06-03T00:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:21:39.662+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coolest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>Are you into dance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;because &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uo3_U4jquTk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uo3_U4jquTk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value=""&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Center&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Stage&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4767804477371266271?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4767804477371266271/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-into-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4767804477371266271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4767804477371266271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-into-dance.html' title='Are you into dance?'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-4387021095026166644</id><published>2009-06-02T22:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:48:46.411+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coolest'/><title type='text'>Men in black</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w8qx3XgRXGg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w8qx3XgRXGg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the dancers here,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Duffy&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rain on your parade&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-4387021095026166644?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/4387021095026166644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/men-in-black.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4387021095026166644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/4387021095026166644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/men-in-black.html' title='Men in black'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-2774346575192278359</id><published>2009-06-02T20:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:52:09.373+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>My eyeeess.... it's burrrrning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am readin/looking &lt;a href="http://http://www.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/CategoryDisplay?catalogId=19551&amp;amp;storeId=12556&amp;amp;categoryId=42383&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=42379&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;top=Y"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; page right now, and I want it aaaaallll! God, please send me 100million pound and I'll go to Oxford street, I promise I'll spend the money wisely in Topshop, H&amp;amp;M, Zavvi etc etc, pleeeaaaaseeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, that's topshop collection for tall people (including me, I guess?) and for the first time in my life I'm glad I'm tall! Hehehe, I love the &lt;a href="http://http://www.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?beginIndex=0&amp;amp;viewAllFlag=&amp;amp;catalogId=19551&amp;amp;storeId=12556&amp;amp;categoryId=42383&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=42379&amp;amp;productId=1201881&amp;amp;langId=-1"&gt;Tall Denim Stone bodycon&lt;/a&gt; will you buy it for me? Grrrraaaahhhh, I love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually, I'm in topshop.com searching for inspiration for my prom dress. Prom tanggal 23 Juni dan gue belum mempersiapkan apa-apa, selamat aja ya, jangan sampe deh gue paling bego sendiri dateng prom dengan baju ngasal. Jadi, sekarang mungkin gue akan cari-cari inspirasi, mencoba untuk menggambar dan membayangkan bahannya, cutting dan panjang dan lalalala-nya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di page dress gue menemukan berbagai baju bagus dengan motif yang rame, welcome hippies! My favorite is &lt;a href="http://http://www.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?beginIndex=20&amp;amp;viewAllFlag=false&amp;amp;catalogId=19551&amp;amp;storeId=12556&amp;amp;categoryId=116930&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=74921&amp;amp;productId=1153006&amp;amp;langId=-1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, see the price? ; P and &lt;a href="http://http://www.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?beginIndex=20&amp;amp;viewAllFlag=false&amp;amp;catalogId=19551&amp;amp;storeId=12556&amp;amp;categoryId=116930&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=74921&amp;amp;productId=1153035&amp;amp;langId=-1"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; huhuhu. I still have few pounds from the summer tho, my Mom keep it, should I sneaking in to her room and get my money? Hmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Goooossshhh, now I know why girls love to shop! There are sooooo many things out there for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;gotta go thinking again about sneaking in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;send me money please, crunchies? loveyouall&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/6855170800422288962-2774346575192278359?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/2774346575192278359/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-eyeeess-its-burrrrning.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2774346575192278359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2774346575192278359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-eyeeess-its-burrrrning.html' title='My eyeeess.... it&apos;s burrrrning!'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1943226443959521020</id><published>2009-06-01T22:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:16:20.126+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coolest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>I'm not a Barca fan, I even hate it when they won Champions League not Manchester United, but.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;My current watch is a Barcelona player and this just come in...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As planned, the team went out to share one final meal together as the final note of what has been an extraordinary season. After drawing 1-1 with Deportivo, they gathered at the Reef restaraunt in La Coruna and feasted on seafood, before calling it a night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is, all except for Albert Jorquera, staff member Pepe Costa, and party animal &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gerard Pique&lt;/span&gt; who, apparently, won't let anything, not even the muscle tear he'd just picked up at the match, get in the way of his partying. The three boys went out for drinks together to cap the night off&lt;img class="gl_link" style="WIDTH: 9px; HEIGHT: 8px" height="4" alt="Link" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://community.livejournal.com/ontd_football/1118359.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342391633383904642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiP84qbd1YI/AAAAAAAAAHg/VDAb8a70-DA/s400/PIQUEUEUEUEUUEUE.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are you sick of him yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, this is him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;celebrating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342393337345255378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiP-b2Lgp9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/MLB9bJBL0LI/s400/match+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sweet dream, crunchies ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-1943226443959521020?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1943226443959521020/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-not-barca-fan-i-even-hate-it-when_01.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1943226443959521020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1943226443959521020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-not-barca-fan-i-even-hate-it-when_01.html' title='I&apos;m not a Barca fan, I even hate it when they won Champions League not Manchester United, but.........'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiP84qbd1YI/AAAAAAAAAHg/VDAb8a70-DA/s72-c/PIQUEUEUEUEUUEUE.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-6758926842399656297</id><published>2009-06-01T21:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:37:40.445+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foodporn'/><title type='text'>Last Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Sunday was family day for me. Me and Dad went to The Ritz-Carlton Pacific Place because Om Totok and family stayed there for the weekend. When we arrived there, Tante Kia offered breakfast and I ordered Caesar salad, yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342370420273996434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiPpl5b8YpI/AAAAAAAAAGU/swDNN2dZyaY/s400/31052009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;tres bien!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that we went to Pacific Place because my cousin and his friends want to watch Night at The Museum 2 while I watch Angels and Demons. A very beautiful movie! I love art and history and little bit of science wont kill me and finally found three things I love in one movie. I watched it alone, btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to Om Totok's house afterwards, watch TV and infotainment and Termehek-mehek hahaha, hilarious! Tante Kia once said, "Why people did this?" Is termehek-mehek true? Why people share their problems with others, by others I mean Indonesians who watched termehek-mehek? But it's still fun to watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;For dinner we went to Sakura, a really nice Japanese restaurant, with real Japanese atmosphere because the guests are Japanese people ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342374717772535682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiPtgC3cF4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/dU0vMzDLP5I/s320/P5310456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Toshi and his appetizer, baby octopus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's raw, but yummmmm ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342377652088332610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiPwK2C14UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/DqcP5pURppg/s320/P5310459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My appetizer, a very delicious Agedashi Tofu ; 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342378729194002930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiPxJik2GfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MDog3Iq1NZ4/s320/P5310460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chicken Katsu curry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380954997269042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiPzLGVsojI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1t4p5njNIfA/s320/P5310463.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Japanese Mochi with caramel sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Una cena muy agradable si se me permite decirlo, y un hecho muy bonito día! Me encanta la familia día ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;have a good day, crunchies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-6758926842399656297?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/6758926842399656297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6758926842399656297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/6758926842399656297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-sunday.html' title='Last Sunday'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiPpl5b8YpI/AAAAAAAAAGU/swDNN2dZyaY/s72-c/31052009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-8878885689004045208</id><published>2009-06-01T01:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T01:15:15.954+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>great advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiLJJCzsKeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/720crg2nin0/s1600-h/CAGHEBC5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342053265224509922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiLJJCzsKeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/720crg2nin0/s400/CAGHEBC5.jpg" 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/6855170800422288962-8878885689004045208?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/8878885689004045208/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-advice.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8878885689004045208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/8878885689004045208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-advice.html' title='great advice'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiLJJCzsKeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/720crg2nin0/s72-c/CAGHEBC5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-5374613499928825164</id><published>2009-06-01T01:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T01:12:46.109+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Favorite, ; )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiLIVOyV36I/AAAAAAAAAGE/5NNMLQngYXs/s1600-h/anatomi+neuron.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342052375086882722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiLIVOyV36I/AAAAAAAAAGE/5NNMLQngYXs/s400/anatomi+neuron.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wallpaper menjelang UAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry, it's 1:12 AM and I still can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;random pictures comiiinggggg! ; P&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/6855170800422288962-5374613499928825164?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/5374613499928825164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/05/favorite.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5374613499928825164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/5374613499928825164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/05/favorite.html' title='Favorite, ; )'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiLIVOyV36I/AAAAAAAAAGE/5NNMLQngYXs/s72-c/anatomi+neuron.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-2598700732588314633</id><published>2009-06-01T00:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:42:31.834+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novios'/><title type='text'>Current watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Gerard Piqué Bernabeu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jugador de futbol para FC Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342043557453466114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiLAT-itigI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ef2KwSVsk6k/s400/3575990429_6228e8d26d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ohai, guapo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm still a United fan tho, although Pique played really well on Champions League Final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and makes the best team of the world lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;: (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;image via flickr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-2598700732588314633?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/2598700732588314633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/05/current-watch.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2598700732588314633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/2598700732588314633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/05/current-watch.html' title='Current watch'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiLAT-itigI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ef2KwSVsk6k/s72-c/3575990429_6228e8d26d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6855170800422288962.post-1889887158521690086</id><published>2009-06-01T00:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:33:25.976+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Wait for me.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someday, when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I get to go to Europe again, I only have one plan: visiting museums. Yeah right, you see the &lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt; ? When I said museums, I mean the coolest art museum/gallery in Europe, including Tate Modern and Louvre (d'oooh) and everything along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I even planned the 5 days tour around the Louvre, I said it to my Mom, and offer her to wait outside : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have the best museum experienced in Musee d'Orsay, Paris. Itu pertama kalinya gue datang ke art museum yang kereeeennnnnnnnn bangeeetttttttt!Ketika di London, Shakespeare's collection overwhelms me but here, Van Gogh win it all! Di London, gue nggak malu-malu jongkok di depan sebuah lemari kaca besar di British Museum karena disana gue menemukan sederet buku kuno dengan judul-judul karya Shakespeare. Gue gatau sih itu asli atau bukan, tp who cares? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di Musee d'Orsay, pertamanya gue udah super bete karena harus naik tangga kalo mau liat-liat karya Van Gogh. Sebenernya dalam hati gue berpikir bahwa semua ini sia-sia! Toh dibawah banyak lukisan yang keren-keren and I am not into classic art, tapi gue paksain juga karena udah jauh-jauh dateng kesini masa nggak liat lukisan Van Gogh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di lantai atas itu gue kepisah sama temen-temen gue karena sibuk ngeliat-liat, sampai akhirnya, dengan kemampuan baca peta gue yang (katanya) diatas rata-rata, gue menemukan sebuah koridor yang bersambung ke sebuah ruangan yang penuh dengan orang. Gue langsung buru-buru masuk, dan............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I found it! I found Van Gogh's artworks! Yippiiiieeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanpa basa-basi nggak tau malu, gue serobot aja orang-orang yang lagi mengagumi karya Van Gogh, dan sibuk foto-foto. Baguuuusssss bangeeetttttt! Gue suka warna-warna yang dipake, menurut gue, semuanya cerah ceria bahkan untuk lukisan yang menggambarkan suasana malam seperti La nuit étoilée (dibuat tahun 1888), disitu memang warna dominannya hitam/biru tua, tapi gue suka banget gambar bintang-bintangnya, kayaknya seneng aja liatnya gitu ; ). Gue paling suka lukisan yang judulnya La chambre de Van Gogh à Arles (dibuat tahun 1889), menggambarkan suasana kamar tidur Vincent Van Gogh (gue bahkan beli replikanya di Volendam!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gue nggak jadi ke Musee du Louvre, dan itu saaaangaaatttt menyedihkan! Tadinya sih mau kesana habis dari Disneyland, tapi karena rombongan gue udah telat makan malam jadinya dibatalkan. HUhuhuhuhuhu, Madonna of the Rocks, Monalisa, wait for meeeeee! Gue akan ke Louvre ikut tour 5 hari, biarin deh mata gue kekeringan liat classic art daripada seumur hidup nyesel, hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S: maaf nggak masukin gambar, karena sudah malam koneksi internet tidak mau bekerjasama dengan baik sama Giuseppe, hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.musee-orsay.fr/en/collections/index-of-works/resultat-collection.html?no_cache=1&amp;amp;zsz=2&amp;amp;sf=0&amp;amp;zs_rf=mos_a"&gt;Van Gogh's in Musse d'Orsay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musee-orsay.fr/"&gt;Musee d'Orsay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;nightynight, crunchies ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6855170800422288962-1889887158521690086?l=nranpandg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/feeds/1889887158521690086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/05/wait-for-me.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1889887158521690086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6855170800422288962/posts/default/1889887158521690086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nranpandg.blogspot.com/2009/05/wait-for-me.html' title='Wait for me.........'/><author><name>NRANP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602305799502271571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnjfd68y6XQ/SiFNALOhdsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/stwiYU1Bwxw/S220/DSC00513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
