<?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-6415919330561488475</id><updated>2011-07-08T18:13:28.038+07:00</updated><title type='text'>puspita's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-6948536968126270318</id><published>2010-05-29T18:39:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T18:51:38.340+07:00</updated><title type='text'>We SHOULD be Very Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;Well, baru aja nonton berita sore ini. Dan tadi ada satu liputan yang bikin heran. Beritanya tentang suporter tim sepakbola daerah *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;tebakajanamatimnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;* yang bener-bener ngefans berat sama tim andalannya. Hm. Bayangin aja, dateng jauh-jauh dari daerah ke Jakarta demi nonton jagoannya main di stadion *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;entah Gelora Bung Karno atau bukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;* beberapa hari lagi. Dari awal, mereka sama sekali ngga nyiapin akomodasi di Jakarta selama beberapa hari sebelum pertandingan sepakbola digelar nanti, cuma tenda-tenda sederhana yang jadi andalan mereka buat istirahat, di tengah kota yang sama sekali asing buat mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Jauh-jauh berangkat dari kampung halamannya, suporter-suporter itu bermodalkan, paling banter, 100ribu rupiah. Bisa nebak gimana keadaannya sekarang? Yah, jelas aja 100ribu rupiah itu ambles hanya dalam 2 hari di Jakarta. Kehabisan uang, akhirnya mereka ngamen di jalan-jalan buat ngganjal perut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;      Sebenernya banyak yang nasibnya sama kaya’ mereka di sekitar kita. Bukan cuma suporter-suporter nekat, setiap hari &lt;i style=""&gt;pasti&lt;/i&gt; kita liat anak-anak jalanan dan pengamen cilik yang mondar-mandir di sekitar lampu merah, pindah dari satu jendela mobil ke mobil yang lain demi koin-koin receh. Pernah ngebayangin ngga sih gimana mereka bisa bertahan hidup dengan bermodal ukulele atau &lt;i style=""&gt;kecrekan&lt;/i&gt; doang? Ngebayangin ngga, gimana rasanya kalo anak-anak yang duduk-duduk di pembatas jalan itu diri kita sendiri? Ngebayangin ngga, sudah berapa hari mereka puasa karna ngga punya makanan?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; Sama sekali ngga habis pikir kenapa segitu banyaknya orang yang nekat pergi ke Jakarta, padahal mereka tau, merantau itu ngga cukup bermodalkan nekat. Dan sekarang banyak yang terkatung-katung di jalanan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Ngeliat mereka bener-bener ngga tega. Kerja dari pagi sampai malam non-stop buat ngebiayain hidup mereka. Malahan ada juga yang harus bayar setoran ke &lt;i style=""&gt;kordinator&lt;/i&gt; mereka. Mesti nyari uang buat makan hari ini, dan ngga tau apa besok mereka harus puasa lagi atau ngga.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;Sedangkan kita? Harusnya kita bersyukur banget bisa disekolahkan di sekolah favorit oleh orang tua. Setiap hari kita makan nasi lengkap plus sayur dan lauk pauk yang sehat, ada mobil plus supir yang siap mengantar kita kemanapun kita mau, punya uang saku bulanan yang mungkin lebih sering kita habiskan buat hangout di mal ketimbang ditabung. Bukannya nge-judge anak-anak muda kota besar loh, cuma mau ngingetin supaya kita semua lebih sederhana dan hidup prihatin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;Punya sesuatu yang lebih itu jelas bukan dosa, tapi itu patut disyukuri lewat cara-cara yang baik, apalagi kalo sekalian bisa ngebantu orang lain yang lebih membtuhkan. Ngga ada salahnya kalo sekali-kali kita belajar mandiri tanpa bantuan orang tua, itung-itung mengurangi tanggungan mereka atas kita juga. Rasa kemanusiaan kita bisa ikut terasah juga loh ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;Coba mulai sama-sama dari sekarang dan.........&lt;i style=""&gt;buktikan hasilnya&lt;/i&gt;   :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-6948536968126270318?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/6948536968126270318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-should-be-very-thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6948536968126270318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6948536968126270318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-should-be-very-thankful.html' title='We SHOULD be Very Thankful'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-3568719972247499606</id><published>2009-12-04T21:00:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:40:27.662+07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st anniversary!</title><content type='html'>It’s called freedom, today and the rest of December. It’s TOEFL test in our last semester exam schedule this morning. Yep. A subject for examination closing. This is what we have been waiting the most. We don’t have to go to school within next week if we don’t fail in any subject or have any incomplete task. Hope I won’t take any remedial test, Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday my friends and I watched 2 movies which differ immensely. New Moon and Ninja Assassin. It was me, Gendis, Dian, Ella, Wikan, Frans, Kevin, Julius, Hanif, and Ferdi. We planned to went out yesterday due to the thought that whispered into our minds that we don’t have to study much for next TOEFL test. Hmmm. Didn’t mean to underestimate the test, but yesterday was the right day when we all had spare time. Yap. Actually there’s a job today to help people decorating school for Christmas celebration (on December 14), but it’s been canceled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SxkW4sDMEFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Sb1ttkRyNp4/s1600-h/newmoon_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SxkW4sDMEFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Sb1ttkRyNp4/s320/newmoon_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411381590415380562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 2nd movie of Twilight saga. Honestly, I don’t really like this kind of movie, but it’s not bad I think (tapi film ini ngegantung ternyata, aga ngeselin). I was half awake during watching this. I couldn’t stand not to fall asleep, very sleepy. But dian and ella talked a lot and made jokes about it so I laughed often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SxkW48l-uZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Bg_xBKizJxo/s1600-h/ninja-assassin-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SxkW48l-uZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Bg_xBKizJxo/s320/ninja-assassin-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411381594856274322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A killing movie. This is best for pshyco movie lovers although this is not pshyco one (?). You’ll see an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;abang-abang jago kung-fu taun 70an&lt;/span&gt; here (it’s gendis who gave this precious name, I agree with that, though) as the main actor of this movie (one who is on the picture above). He’s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rain&lt;/span&gt; (Korean actor) actually. I’d just known it after gendis and ella told me. Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot; this December is my blog’s birthmonth! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 1st anniversary dear blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. I remember when I first created this blogger account, I did nothing but keep clicking on every link displayed on the dashboard :D that resulted a plain, white-templated blog for about 3 months. I’d like to change the template with attractive ones provided by some sites, but unfortunately I’m not clever enough to apply the HTML codes.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I’m used to forget things for a quite long time, and this blog is one of the evidences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then people, someone could boost up my blogging mood and I started to write on this space, again (I had had an older one when I was junior high grader, but I forgot what the password was and I decided to create another one, this blog). It was April 2009 when I post the premier one. No introduction, no preface, nothing but only a daily story. You would say that post was “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is she trying to say here? It explains nothing but talking with herself!&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;I know. You don’t have to feel guilty that I’ve already known :D&lt;br /&gt;But I still keep that post anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok blog, I’ve been thinking what you should be named. Permanently. A simple-but-ear-catching blog title: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sjaodjsiaoa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. hmmm… I haven’t got it (- -)”&lt;br /&gt;I’ll tell you laytah, promise. I just won’t promise to keep writing on this space every day, or 2 days, or 5 days, or 2 weeks, or more. I’m currently avoiding internet thingy. I rarely open Kimi for typing anything or just listening mp3s also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, so far, I don’t have any plan for next free weeks. There will be class meeting before holiday though. I will be there to help some, hope it’ll be much better than the last one, Amin. Besides that, I think I’m gonna stay at home for the rest holiday. I’d like to go out somewhere that’s far so I will have something fascinating to be told about my holiday &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. How about a little reunion with junior high friends? Hmm, most of them are overseas, in Gorontalo and Manado, but there are some who live around Jakarta and Bogor; Agung, Ayub, Chris, Puji, and Putra. Well, I will ask them if we can meet somewhere somewhen this holiday. Maybe it can be a kind of rehearsal before the great reunion with IX-I later (Amin, hope there will be, at least once). Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your holiday, people! Or, enjoy your semester exam ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-3568719972247499606?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/3568719972247499606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/12/1st-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/3568719972247499606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/3568719972247499606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/12/1st-anniversary.html' title='1st anniversary!'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SxkW4sDMEFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Sb1ttkRyNp4/s72-c/newmoon_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-5653709948838011607</id><published>2009-11-25T15:40:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:52:43.552+07:00</updated><title type='text'>jurusan dan kemalasan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello world! Hello people! Hello my blog!&lt;br /&gt;A half month since my last post, finally. Entah kenapa belakangan ini ngga semangat internetan. Sampe-sampe blognya (makin) bulukan ckckck - -&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hmm.. Ngomong mengomong, hari ini hari pertama semester exam loooh :O harusnya sekarang gue sedang bergelut dengan buku-buku dan belajar yang rajin, harusnya sih. Tapi karena kalo lebih banyak belajar itu lebih banyak lupa, maka di sinilah gue sekarang; ngetik-ngetik geje, yang baca juga geje (itupun kalo ada yang baca –,-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SwzxUzPMdbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2olhijlHU8g/s1600/Pocky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SwzxUzPMdbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2olhijlHU8g/s320/Pocky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407962592218740146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mau banget lah disuruh belajar 6 jam nonstop asal disodorin stock pocky 8 karung begini :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Kemarin baru denger berita lagi; penerimaan mahasiswa baru (study abroad) udah mulai dibuka untuk siswa kelas 11. Berarti tahun ini juga gue harus mulai mantepin pilihan mau ke jurusan mana. A word: T-junction. Gue masih belom pede sama pilihan baru gue. Iya, baru, baru. Dari jaman TK sampe kemaren kelas 10 nih, tujuan gue cuma 1, jadi dokter. It means ---- masuk FK ---- kuliah bareng mayat ---- banyak darah dan bau-bauan ---- nunggu wisuda lama ---- ijin praktiknya juga lama ---- lama-lama klenger.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Hehehe, sebenernya itu emang resiko kuliah ya. Coba deh kalo dokter sekolahnya cuma 6 bulan trus langsung dapet ijin praktik, mortalitas di Indonesia bakal ningkat drastis, fantastis! Jadi, kalo dipikir-pikir lagi, gue ngga lagi setertarik dulu buat jadi dokter. Singkatnya, malay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pilihan 1 : akutansi, negeri&lt;br /&gt;Pilihan 2 : kedokteran, negeri&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Oke, pilihan kedua sekarang sudah selesai direvisi (cailah). Dan sekarang diganti jadi &lt;i&gt;food tech&lt;/i&gt;. Denger-denger, kuota tahun ini dari 1000an peminat, yang diterima sebangsa 70-90an. Yaampun. Ngga kalah dari FK ckckck. Whatever lah, I try to do everything more optimal, do them with my best. Yes, I have to, you have to. And do not, i repeat, DO NOT underestimate &lt;a href="http://www.thesecret.tv/"&gt;the Secret&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;arrivederci!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-5653709948838011607?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/5653709948838011607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/11/jurusan-dan-kemalasan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/5653709948838011607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/5653709948838011607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/11/jurusan-dan-kemalasan.html' title='jurusan dan kemalasan'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SwzxUzPMdbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2olhijlHU8g/s72-c/Pocky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-6242791530731043622</id><published>2009-11-08T20:02:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:23:22.786+07:00</updated><title type='text'>exam, birthday, and cookie monster</title><content type='html'>i'm about to have semester exam. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;why don't we just jump to the next holiday? or, how if we skip the next exam and prepare for next school period? well i'm not really sure if i'm ready for the exam (i'm ready, i'm ready not, i'm ready, i'm ready not, blablabla) but i know i have to. i think exam is another way of wasting energy and wasting paper, anyway. you must have known well that there are bunch of paper used in every examination. what a waste! it's equal to cutting down trees growing on earth, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i know, it's kinda provocation for you, students. just pretend i've just shocked by something, or jetlag. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SvbIypD6PpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/R7kuiKV92wU/s1600-h/Cookie-standing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SvbIypD6PpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/R7kuiKV92wU/s320/Cookie-standing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401725575418756754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SvbFFasI84I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gL5SX8FtvmU/s1600-h/cookiemonster3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SvbFFasI84I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gL5SX8FtvmU/s320/cookiemonster3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401721499931964290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i love to have the doll, i mean the big one. it's contradict with my fear of big and furry things. idc. who wants to gimme the doll? raise your hands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yap.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my little cousin's birthday and we celebrated it at my home. he's 4 now (yes, he is one who i've written about &lt;a href="http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/yeobusaeyo.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). unfortunately i could not wish him happy birthday exactly on his small party because i was at school for global cup competition when it's started. but i got home in the afternoon, not long after the party began.&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/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SvbFgSSzrqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/F493Gz88NrQ/s1600-h/cookiem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SvbFgSSzrqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/F493Gz88NrQ/s320/cookiem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401721961534697122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;as Sesame Street celebrated it's 40th birthday this week, i post some photos of it's character to participate the celebration (eh?). google search engine is also displaying the characters for several days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you may guess, my home was so crowded! ewewewew. but it's okay as they (my younger cousins) made no mess. i love having great times with my whole family, especially with those cute babies hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and, fyi, tomorrow is my mother's birthday, hehe. my sister and i have been planning to give her a surprise (my father said that he'd also like to join us by phone from lampung).&lt;br /&gt;wish us luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-6242791530731043622?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/6242791530731043622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-birthday-and-cookie-monster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6242791530731043622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6242791530731043622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-birthday-and-cookie-monster.html' title='exam, birthday, and cookie monster'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SvbIypD6PpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/R7kuiKV92wU/s72-c/Cookie-standing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-1286960401515958357</id><published>2009-10-13T20:38:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T17:16:52.231+07:00</updated><title type='text'>global again for the blablablath time</title><content type='html'>wooohoooooo!&lt;br /&gt;long time no see, pals! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;definitely sure&lt;/span&gt;, you must miss me so much HAHAHAHA i know i know, you miss me much more than i say, just don't be that shy to admit it ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what's next?&lt;br /&gt;yaah.. i'll always (yes, I WILL ALWAYS) tell you how my life is during my struggling at global, be patient ya hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;jadi.. sekarang gue sedang bersiap-siap menghadapi tantangan global, preparing for global challenge, jiaha. tau kenapa? akhir bulan ini global bagi rapor lagi loh teman-teman. hmm.. cuma ada waktu setengah bulan (itupun ngga genap) buat ngebenerin nilai plus tugas yang naujubilah banyak. ck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly to another topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna say thanks to my whole family, friends in XIscience2 and IX-I and others. well, as you may not know, 2 weeks ago was my birthday and it's fascinating enough. they wished me happy birthday and i got a small surprise party from my mom and my sist (unfortunately my dad wasn't there). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG THANKYOU&lt;/span&gt; for you 3, my dearest family ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Su1HIV_1YNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/v-i2PUZttfw/s1600-h/011020091525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Su1HIV_1YNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/v-i2PUZttfw/s320/011020091525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399049736956502226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Su1HINw3cJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QB2PgwGCY4c/s1600-h/011020091518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Su1HINw3cJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QB2PgwGCY4c/s320/011020091518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399049734746239122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... that's all for now i think. it's not a real blog entry yet 'cause i'm not really in favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="flockcredit" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blogged with the &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;" target="_new" title="Flock Browser"&gt;Flock Browser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-1286960401515958357?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/1286960401515958357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/10/global-again-for-blablablath-time_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1286960401515958357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1286960401515958357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/10/global-again-for-blablablath-time_13.html' title='global again for the blablablath time'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Su1HIV_1YNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/v-i2PUZttfw/s72-c/011020091525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-5158425459635982842</id><published>2009-09-19T13:14:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:22:03.613+07:00</updated><title type='text'>last fasting day</title><content type='html'>The day before Idul Fitri :)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… ngga kerasa uda puasa sebulan hehehe (ngga ding, kadang berasa lama juga gara-gara laper). Rasanya sayang sebentar lagi uda bukan bulan puasa ya, hehehe, smoga tahun depan masih ketemu bulan Ramadan lagi, Amin.&lt;br /&gt;Dan lebaran kali ini pun keluarga gue ngga mudik ke jawa. Zzz. Sebenernya pengin, pengin jalannya aja hahaha. Abisnya, tiap libur lebaran pasti ada aja tugas sekolah (- -) yang bikin ngga tenang. Jadi males mudik. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.. berbahagialah kalian yang ngga dibebani tugas liburan walaupun ngga mudik kemana-mana.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWAS LO YA LIBURAN SANTAI-SANTAI AJA SEMENTARA GUE PUNYA PR GINI&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY IDUL FITRI 1430 H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for those who celebrate it, and please forgive me for my every mistake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-5158425459635982842?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/5158425459635982842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-fasting-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/5158425459635982842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/5158425459635982842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-fasting-day.html' title='last fasting day'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-3388914862987846777</id><published>2009-09-16T18:26:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:42:34.115+07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeobusaeyo</title><content type='html'>yeay! finally tomorrow i'll have holidays &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HA-HA-HA&lt;/span&gt; it's only 6 days (active school days) tough. fyi, global won't let the students to spend their holidays without any assignments. and this is it, i'm doing my assignment while surfing on the net. this is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;not many students came to school today; it felt like global is just a course place instead of a school. well, we got 9 people in my class today; enough to be divided into 3 groups in chemistry quiz and yeah, we're competing so hard for 20ish questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;my little cousin has been staying at my home, anyway. he's 3 goin on 4 this november and you know, a baby on the age is just too active. hwaeyoiyewargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*i love reading Hangeul much nowadays, fellas! hahaha, but i don't really get the meaning, yet. i've forgotten lots of korean vocabulary and much of korean grammar already - -a and i think i shouldn't spend my korean class in vain, no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(this post title means 'hello'---the same as 'anyeonghasaeyo')&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/6415919330561488475-3388914862987846777?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/3388914862987846777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/yeobusaeyo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/3388914862987846777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/3388914862987846777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/yeobusaeyo.html' title='yeobusaeyo'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-14128437295578228</id><published>2009-09-11T17:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:07:12.092+07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomly picked</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SqohDdAAYII/AAAAAAAAAGM/YJnyraO1Iug/s1600-h/2708200943421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="27082009434" border="0" alt="27082009434" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SqohEjFYZJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1GVvB_mDdHw/27082009434_thumb19.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt; my first paper star. congratulation to me! thanks to &lt;strong&gt;amel&lt;/strong&gt; who taught me how to make it, thanks to virda for the photograph, and thanks to &lt;strong&gt;diga&lt;/strong&gt; who allowed me to use her line papers for this experiment ;D (tangan saya terlihat seperti sedang mempromosikan sebuah produk dalam iklan TV; lengannya kecil dan tiba-tiba jari-jari saya di-zoom untuk memperlihatkan produk yang diiklankan)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SqohGzQi54I/AAAAAAAAAGU/hlV9Pgg9aCs/s1600-h/01082009111915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="010820091119" border="0" alt="010820091119" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SqohKHVoyoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/tuptwJ--dS0/010820091119_thumb14.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mr.kangaroo is studying biology. you’d not believe how smart he is. mr.kangaroo was picked by &lt;strong&gt;tricia&lt;/strong&gt;, one who gave it to me. (see your little boy reads my whole notes, tricia!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SqohOFZbroI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1ghmFAH4mcU/s1600-h/IMG_3591copy15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_3591 copy" border="0" alt="IMG_3591 copy" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SqohP5zYF3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/YTzfQU_eC30/IMG_3591copy_thumb13.jpg?imgmax=800" width="480" height="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;XIscience2 break fasting. left-right, front-back: &lt;strong&gt;zharvan&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;andreas&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;diga&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;nunu&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;rigo&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;bima&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;aristo&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;kresno&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SqohR8e0XXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/YR7dd9L28Ms/s1600-h/IMG_3656copy17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_3656 copy" border="0" alt="IMG_3656 copy" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SqohTvX6LNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vRMpQk_NXm0/IMG_3656copy_thumb15.jpg?imgmax=800" width="480" height="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;left-right: &lt;strong&gt;nerizza&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;feby&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;nunu&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;amel&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;virda&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;diga&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;didit&lt;/strong&gt;. the camera’s focused on the leaves (- -)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-14128437295578228?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/14128437295578228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/randomly-picked.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/14128437295578228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/14128437295578228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/randomly-picked.html' title='randomly picked'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SqohEjFYZJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1GVvB_mDdHw/s72-c/27082009434_thumb19.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-3442505476219894489</id><published>2009-09-09T22:31:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:46:23.867+07:00</updated><title type='text'>these irritating things</title><content type='html'>o astaga hari ini pengen banget nangis.&lt;br /&gt;ngga juga sih.&lt;br /&gt;eh iya sih, pengen nangis, dikit aja tapi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini weekly test physics guys you know it's one of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;favorites&lt;/span&gt; haha. jadinya hari sebelumnya gue uda bela-belain belajar gitu ya dari pulang sekolah sampe malem. uda gitu tadi paginya juga belajar lagi sama anak-anak. oke gue pede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeng... jeng... jeeeng...&lt;br /&gt;begitu di kelas, semuanya uda siap ulangan, kelas tenang. oke, masih apal deh rumus-rumus tercinta itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5 menit...&lt;/span&gt; 1 anak nanya ke guru, oke, rumusnya rada ngabur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10 menit...&lt;/span&gt; 3 anak nanya, rumus mulai seliweran di mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18 menit...&lt;/span&gt; anak-anak rame, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AAAARRRGGHHHH GUE LUPA SEMUA RUMUSNYA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was frustrated you know. Bayangin, 1 soal beranak 4 dan semua pelajaran yang uda gue belajarin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NGGA ADA YANG KESISA&lt;/span&gt; di otak. mata gue berkaca-kaca, panik. duh gawat bener dah tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di detik-detik akhir gue baru bisa ngerjain soal tuh ya. itu pun banyak yang ngga teliti, uda ngeblur aja pikirannya (_ _)"&lt;br /&gt;dan setelahnya gue jadi sangat menyadari bahwa gue terlalu takut berhadapan dengan ulangan fisika walaupun sebenernya bisa-bisa aja ngerjainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hal lainnya yang gue sadari adalah, gue terlalu suka memaksakan diri gue supaya bisa ngerjain hal-hal yang dikasih ke gue, mau apapun itu. jadinya malah sebaliknya, hhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi anehnya, gue tetep aja masih suka panikan dan ngga teliti dan blablabla lainnya yang bikin payah banget.&lt;br /&gt;mohon sifat-sifat di atas jangan ditiru ya. gue aja kalang-kabut gara-gara yang beginian :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*hari ini tanggal-bulan-taunnya sama semua. berharap bertaun-taun ke depan bisa punya anak yang lahirnya di tanggal istimewa biar enak ngingetnya, hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-3442505476219894489?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/3442505476219894489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-irritating-things.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/3442505476219894489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/3442505476219894489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-irritating-things.html' title='these irritating things'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-8045679154939240204</id><published>2009-09-09T22:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:10:39.634+07:00</updated><title type='text'>think</title><content type='html'>jadi bahan tertawaan itu ngga enak.&lt;br /&gt;ya jelas lah. yah, apalagi kalau apa yang orang tertawakan itu bukan sesuatu yang kita inginkan---beberapa justru menginginkan orang lain menertawakannya karna jokes yang dibuatnya. yang gue maksud dengan 'bukan sesuatu yang kita inginkan' adalah segala yang kita lakukan, katakan, atau bahkan yang kita rasakan dengan sangat jujur dan ngga mengada-ada, justru dijadikan bahan lelucon orang lain, orang di sekitarmu sendiri; walaupun mungkin semua itu memang terdengar 'not common' di sekitarmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi tetap aja, rasanya ngga adil kalau kita dijadikan bulan-bulanan tertawaan. sensitif atau ngga, pasti rasanya sakit menyadari apa yang orang katakan tentang kita. semoga ngga ada lagi yang ngalamin hal kaya' gitu ya. mungkin itu dianggap jokes paling lucu, tapi jangan sampai kelewat batas deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*ngga munafik gue juga pernah ngetawain orang, tapi gue ngga mau sampe over. kasian kan orang yang selalu kita jadiin bahan tertawaan &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-8045679154939240204?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/8045679154939240204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/8045679154939240204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/8045679154939240204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/think.html' title='think'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-2999422697897170811</id><published>2009-09-07T19:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:28:40.811+07:00</updated><title type='text'>internet's going mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;17.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO INTERNET, I NEED YOUR CONNECTION RIGHT NOW CAUSE THE TEACHER HAS JUST GIVEN US MORE HOMEWORK TO COMPLETE AND YOU’RE SO DAMN SLOW I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR HOURS BUT YOU HAVEN’T CONNECTED AND IT’S SO AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Hoh hoh hoh I’m still fasting (- -)”&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/6415919330561488475-2999422697897170811?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/2999422697897170811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/internets-going-mad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/2999422697897170811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/2999422697897170811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/internets-going-mad.html' title='internet&apos;s going mad'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-1423712815625518314</id><published>2009-09-04T21:12:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:00:52.055+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy, again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody is disabled. they just able in other ways.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree? Yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;It's Sergeant Grey's quote (this is not the exact words) and i do agree with that, I dunno why I suddenly remembered this quote and wanna talk about it in this space. But not now. I'm so tired and sleepy and blablabla. XIscience2 was having break fasting at Rigo's house. I got back home a half hour after the break time, so did another girls; boys were still stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll post some of my drafts later. I must take a rest as I've been sooo sleepy since the first break time in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*anyway, I have lots of homework for next week. I'm so please that the teacher gave them for us, what a wonderful holiday tomorrow will be (you lie!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-1423712815625518314?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/1423712815625518314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/sleepy-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1423712815625518314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1423712815625518314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/09/sleepy-again.html' title='sleepy, again'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-7965764432188097816</id><published>2009-09-02T17:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:25:46.423+07:00</updated><title type='text'>in a good mood</title><content type='html'>I’m waiting for maghrib to come. This is the 12th fasting day, yeay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what; Bekasi was shaken by earthquake of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7, 3 Richter scale&lt;/span&gt; from Tasikmalaya. It’s about at 14.56. We were almost in the end of mathematics hours on 4th floor when the building started to shake. At first, no one realize it, but I did think I got vertigo or something. Then someone in the class shouted “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it earthquake?&lt;/span&gt;” and the others have just realized and got panic. Everyone was still in the class (I dunno why we just stood up there and made no move) until we heard other students on the same floor shouted quite loudly. We’re quite calm, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All students then went downstairs and gather on the field and well, I got back home (hey, the time had been finished; I have to go home immediately). Well, this afternoon was really shaken guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to this topic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe that every bad thing happens with us for a reason that mentioned our sin as the cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, you have to do so&lt;/span&gt;. Cause it’s definitely true, dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never always get things done well as we want them to, ryt? We’ve already arranged and planned everything to reach our goal. And when it comes to the time we achieve the result, buzz! It’s the unwanted one, or if it’s worse, we got virtually nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people, if we ever experience this kinda thing, then we must introspect ourselves. Because yes, that’s how God ‘bleaches’ us from sin that has been crawling our soul for a long time. That's how God shows his greatness to mankind. By this time, we have to be more thankful and be patient with everything that pass by in our life. Remember everything happens for a special reason for each of us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to break the fasting, yeay.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-7965764432188097816?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/7965764432188097816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-good-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/7965764432188097816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/7965764432188097816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-good-mood.html' title='in a good mood'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-1260893827558791665</id><published>2009-08-29T20:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:33:22.686+07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAAAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*the internet connection has been so damn slow for some days. I’d waited for hours before surfing on the net, but mostly it doesn’t work. What the worm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 posting a day. I got nothing to do -______- well; I haven’t done my art and bahasa project, actually. I don’t like disturbing my free Saturday by doing those continuous tasks even I have to finish them as I have spare time. Assignment keeps going on and on and on and on and sometimes it drives me mad. It’s bored. Oh yes that’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;definitely true&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… anyway, I’ve promised you I’ll tell things that have happened in past a week, haven’t I? Anyway, they’re so many, dear. I think I’d better think about it by myself instead telling them to you all, because they’re just nothing for others’ ears. But you can see one of them on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;freyona.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt; with post title "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ngamuk...hahhaha&lt;/span&gt;" if you want it and drop some comment (ok I have no promise anymore,ryt?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*hei gendis, I've promoted your blog anyway. I dunno why I can't link it in this post :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… I’m currently listening to old songs, again. There’re so many new songs coming out and I just need a different one to balance the atmosphere in my head (hah?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I want change the word ‘she’ and ‘her’ but I’m lazy to do that. And I didn't write any repetition stanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supernova—Ellegarden&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My war is over&lt;br /&gt;No resurrection&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was scared of being that happy&lt;br /&gt;She's a supernova I was reaching out for&lt;br /&gt;I heard her footsteps fading away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I can try&lt;br /&gt;I never think that I can fly&lt;br /&gt;And now she has turned her backed to me&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I can do as well&lt;br /&gt;But to dream her all the time&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fuckup and I'm nuts so she's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My clumsy dancing on my tiptoe&lt;br /&gt;She said she liked it and I thought she was lying&lt;br /&gt;Now I know she said that not to cheer me&lt;br /&gt;But now it's too late fading away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things I left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles away you're sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can be a guy you wanted me to be&lt;br /&gt;But only in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try&lt;br /&gt;I never think that I can fly&lt;br /&gt;And now she has just turned her back to me&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I can do as well&lt;br /&gt;But to dream her all the time&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fuckup and I'm nuts so she's gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fuckup and I'm nuts so she's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-1260893827558791665?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/1260893827558791665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/internet-connection-has-been-so-damn.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1260893827558791665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1260893827558791665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/internet-connection-has-been-so-damn.html' title='GAAAH'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-1710034904148078981</id><published>2009-08-29T12:41:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:22:33.865+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i got no title</title><content type='html'>yeay, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;the 8th fasting day  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah belom ada yang bolong. lancaaarrrr... wkwkwkwk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belakangan ini moodnya masih labil karna berbagai hal yang dengan ngga sopannya merusak acara puasa gue. bahkan skarang sebenernya sedang ngga mood buat ngeblog, makanya ngetiknya ngasal banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i'll write about those annoying things later, when I'm more stable to tell the stories and to give my arguments.&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/6415919330561488475-1710034904148078981?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/1710034904148078981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-no-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1710034904148078981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1710034904148078981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-no-title.html' title='i got no title'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-4621747446323774404</id><published>2009-08-20T20:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:49:07.740+07:00</updated><title type='text'>fasting and bad thing</title><content type='html'>the first fasting day is 2 days to go.&lt;br /&gt;I have prepared things that may need during the month. hmm.. I think it won't be so easy for me with school stuffs and anything else &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must pass this month well (better than last year, I have to keep myself from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little-but-meaningful-sin&lt;/span&gt;, hehe, amin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most important thing is this; I often thinking bad things about my environment and blame them whenever I got bad mood. I know it's sooo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt;. I dunno why I can do so, neither I know how to make that thing vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been some days from the first that horrible thing happened. I just feel like I'm not on the new circle formed by those bonds while people keep exist on it and make it grows stronger. I assume it seems like I just stand there temporarily, and that every second goes by, I have a big possibility to jump off the circle and being isolated with my own.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is just my own thought, people might have different one from mine.  Can you see what I'm talking about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-4621747446323774404?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/4621747446323774404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/fasting-and-bad-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/4621747446323774404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/4621747446323774404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/fasting-and-bad-thing.html' title='fasting and bad thing'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-8812377350217434284</id><published>2009-08-17T17:44:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:12:02.981+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy H!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy Independence Day, Indonesia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, mari kita berbahasa Indonesia saja, hehe. Tapi mohon maaf karena saya belum terbiasa berbicara bahasa Indonesia baku, jadinya campur-campur ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pagi, jam 10 pagi WIB, saya dan mama saya nonton upacara peringatan detik-detik kemerdekaan yang disiarkan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEMUA&lt;/span&gt; stasiun TV. Wih, kita penonton setia upacara 17 Agustusan dari taun ke taun lhooo..&lt;br /&gt;So so so, selama 2,5 jam tadi kita ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mencenger&lt;/span&gt;’ (=serius) di depan TV ngliatin SBY berdiri-duduk-berdiri jadi inspektur upacara. Trus trus pas Paskibraka-nya keluar, mama saya uda nanya-nanya temen SD saya ada di pasukan yang mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. hm.. iya jadi begini, temen jaman SD saya di Banjarbaru (Kal-Sel) itu ada yang ngewakilin provinsinya di Paskibraka, namanya &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1803712112&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Dita Permatasari&lt;/a&gt; (bagi yang ngga nonton acara penurunan bendera di istana). Trus ceritanya dia masuk nominasi 4 besar pembawa baki (kalo ngga salah inget ya), jadi deh mama saya pengen tau gimana temen SD saya itu sekarang. Ternyata dia yang bawa baki pas penurunan bendera (yaampun cape-cape latihan baris cuma disuruh bawa baki, hwhwhw, bodohnya gue).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya, dia temen deket saya waktu SD, hehe. Lucu deh tadi mama sama kakak saya nginget-nginget jaman saya SD. Iyalah lucu, tingkah temen-temen tuh pada aneh-aneh gitu. Masa’ ya pemirsa, saya kan lagi main di rumah rame-rame, eh kebetulan papa pulang buat makan siang. Padahal saya pikir biasa aja kali ya, tapi temen-temen saya pada ngibrit pulang hanya karena papa saya ada di rumah. Hihihihi, geli ngingetnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pit, aku bulik lah, ada abah ikam tu na, aku kada wani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pit, aku pulang ya, ada papa kamu tuh, aku ngga berani&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya itu alesan kenapa temen-temen saya pulang tiba-tiba walopun kita sedang asik-asiknya main &lt;strike&gt;panjat pohon mangga&lt;/strike&gt;. Hahaha, papa saya kedengerannya &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ya?&lt;br /&gt;Dan bukan cuma temen saya yang komentar begitu, temen-temen kakak saya juga, hahahaha. Padahal papa saya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baik banget&lt;/span&gt; lho (promosi, promosi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, jadi malu sendiri deh. Temen saya aja uda banyak yang pada berhasil gitu, eh saya masih begini-begini aja. Sedih bener.&lt;br /&gt;Dulu waktu masih SD, guru saya pernah bilang, siapa tau saya bisa jadi anggota Paskibraka. Hmm.. namanya juga anak SD, saya waktu itu sampe mimpi jadi pengibar bendera di istana, hahah. Tapi apadaya, biarpun akademik bisa dibilang lumayan (begh, pede berat), &lt;a href="http://free.vlsm.org/v12/sponsor/Sponsor-Pendamping/Praweda/Biologi/0054%20Bio%202-3a.htm"&gt;pertumbuhan primer&lt;/a&gt; saya ngga bisa dibilang bagus T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke. Cukup sampe situ aja ceritanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there’re some drafts in my folder, but I won’t post it today. I need to edit them once more, hehehe. I’ll post it later, so just wait patiently ya, my readers (hahahaha, pede lagi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MERDEKA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-8812377350217434284?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/8812377350217434284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-h.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/8812377350217434284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/8812377350217434284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-h.html' title='happy H!'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-5112561563030165901</id><published>2009-08-15T23:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:01:28.654+07:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday is aaaalways short</title><content type='html'>Holiday is always short.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this Saturday just about 6 hours before maghrib. Ask why? Last night I couldn’t sleep early, as usual. My sister also awoke; she used to sleep late when the next day’s work day off. I went to bed at 12am and woke up this morning at 11am sharp (is it really ‘morning’?), hahahaha. So I had had slept for almost &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I beat the time it takes to trip to Jogja from Jakarta by sleeping. Wew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was still morning when I first open my eyes; I didn’t realize my wall clock pointing numbers that formed a 30-degree angle, 11 and 12.&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, is it really 11? So that’s why I feel no sleepy anymore this morning (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS IT REALLY ‘MORNING’ GUYS?&lt;/span&gt;), . . . .”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi begitulah hari ini gue mulai dengan prestasi gemilang yang unexcpected itu. Kakak gue juga heran, ko bisa-bisanya sepules itu lebai banget gitu yaaaaa. Ah yasu. I did my routine rituals morning, then; bangun tidur ku terus mandi, tidak lupa menggosok gigi, habis mandi ku minum susu, habis itu ku tidur lagi. (ngelawak lho ini ngelawak ketawa dongg yaampun, HAHAHAHAHA ngga lucu ah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 12 selesai ritual dan gue pun bersiap online. Ayooo kita kerjain om google dan 4shared sama donlotan kita HWHWHWHWHWHWHW. Baru mulai nyalain si &lt;a href="http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/hwehehehehehehehe.html"&gt;kimi&lt;/a&gt;, eh kakak gue uda minjem aja mau make :( huuu she bothered me so much ah, belom juga dipake, uda mau gentian aje. Akhirnya ngga jadi online, trus mainan Zuma aja yang uda lumutan ngga pernah dimainin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SolBGOMFaZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OoRUVuTl3i8/s1600-h/Ice-Cream-ENTERT0605-de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SolBGOMFaZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OoRUVuTl3i8/s320/Ice-Cream-ENTERT0605-de.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370895605759830418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want this! i want this! i want this! now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so, I didn’t have my lunch, instead, I continued reading Pramoedya’s book; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panggil Aku Kartini Saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It’s about the other side of Kartini’s life and thought, lots about unexposed Java feodals and West imperialism that time. I’m really into the words Pramoedya use to describe every Kartini’s saying and thought and her feeling, however, sometimes I don’t get some words in it because some parts are using old Indonesian idioms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... 1 jam.. 2 jam.. 3 jam.. gue ngga sadarkan diri dan tergeletak di sofa; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ketiduran&lt;/span&gt;. Paling susah deh nahan mata melek kalo kepala nyender di bantal. Dan untungnya gue ngga menambah waktu tidur gue jadi 12 jam penuh cause 10 minutes later my parents came home and I was awaken by their car's alarms. My mom and father seemed exhausted. I boiled a half jar of water and treated them 2 cups of coffee. I'm sure they're tired due to 4-day national work meeting. But they still had a chat with us, talking about those tiring days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see?&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I didn’t get out of my house even to the garage&lt;/span&gt;. Betapa cintanya gue sama rumah gue bahkan ngga sanggup ninggalin dia sendirian tanpa kehadiran gue di dalamnya (apa pula ini). Sebenernya bosen juga gitu kenapa ngga pergi aja ke mana kek yaa. Yah, apadaya itu jarang terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I’m checking online manga, anyway. Persona 4 is no longer updated since the last time I read it on April, approximately. Bah, ngga azek ah. Roi suggested me to play the game to follow the story, but come on, I don’t play games. Nanti gue terlalu jago main games jadi ngalahin gamers lainnya HAHAHAHA lucu sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin gue harus belajar untuk bermain juga kali ya. Siapa tau gue punya bakat terpendam.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, daripada posting ini berlanjut makin ngga jelas, it’s better to close this meeting tonight. I don’t wanna wake up at noon, again. That’s not good for your health you know, and your own credibility (what is this girl trying to say about?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-5112561563030165901?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/5112561563030165901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/holiday-is-aaaalways-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/5112561563030165901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/5112561563030165901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/holiday-is-aaaalways-short.html' title='holiday is aaaalways short'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SolBGOMFaZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OoRUVuTl3i8/s72-c/Ice-Cream-ENTERT0605-de.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-1264667848232446255</id><published>2009-08-14T19:33:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:09:19.681+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy H-3!</title><content type='html'>happy 14 agustusan!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ini serius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, global held some competitions to celebrate our independence day (on monday). the competitions were running during school hours, yeay. but we must followed a weekly test and firsts 3 hours lesson before having fun with those games. we're not really focus on the 3 hours firsts lesson though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the games went on.&lt;br /&gt;i joined 'pass the eel' games with 5 other friends. i'm not disgusted at the eel, but it wasn't easy to pass the eel if your foot's tied up with your partner's -______-&lt;br /&gt;and yah, it was a hot day. i never like being outside with sun's shining on my head. plus, i couldn't see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;krik krik&lt;/span&gt; (sensored) there. hahaha, i'm not so enthusiastic then, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the games were ended by approximately 3.30 but i still stayed in library with Dian (my classmate) to finish our wall magazine. we had been working on this wall magz 3 days before and have just finished this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;so i got back at 4.30 just like yesterday. i thought this day would be a short and not tiring day. (hmm... i'm not really tired actually, that's just an additional word lah, hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i'm typing this in my room and it's so hot here. i got no fan, no air conditioner, even night breeze. i hate global warming, really. itu bikin udara panas lebai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ended by David Archuleta's--To Be With You, whata nice song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-1264667848232446255?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/1264667848232446255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-h-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1264667848232446255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1264667848232446255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-h-3.html' title='happy H-3!'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-9145344676331315644</id><published>2009-08-10T23:26:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T13:58:17.499+07:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow and white things</title><content type='html'>Hwehehehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Manusia ini sedang girang. Manusia ini sedang lebai. Manusia ini sedang dalam keadaan pemulihan kejiwaannya.&lt;br /&gt;Tanya kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;Ini dia… jeng jeng jeng…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/So3-A8qB-bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SKjGYq_eVRQ/s1600-h/190820091202.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/_VvXZsjbjjY4/So3-A8qB-bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SKjGYq_eVRQ/s320/190820091202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372229222758742450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;gelap, gelap, lampunya uda tewas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini&lt;/span&gt; yang memancing euphoria ngga normal si manusia penulis blog ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini&lt;/span&gt; nih yang sudah lama dicari dan diburu si manusia ini. Semenjak si manusia ini went overseas to Celebes, sampe sekarang si manusia uda nyebrang lagi dan nyangkut di Bekasi ini, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini&lt;/span&gt; selalu dicari-carinya. Dan sekarang, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini&lt;/span&gt; telah berada dalam genggamannya. Orang tuanya sudah membawa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini&lt;/span&gt; kembali dari rumah singgahnya di Jawa. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini&lt;/span&gt; merupakan kebahagiaan besar buat si manusia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, duh ngga jelas, jadi ribet sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;Iya, jadi garfield ini tuh satu-satunya bantal boneka yang gue punya dan ngga gue takutin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ngga gue takutin&lt;/span&gt;, remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Be honest, I don’t like dolls, especially the big and furry ones&lt;/span&gt;. So intinya, boneka berbentuk hewan atau manusia atau tanaman dan yang berbulu banyak dan yang gede. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abisnya gara-gara trauma masa kecil. Waktu itu gue masih 6 taun dan sedang dalam rangka berkunjung ke rumah nenek. Ngga disangka-sangka (hahah), di kamar nenek gue terpajang boneka sejenis Susan segede bagong. Jujur, itu ngeri banget, ngeliat boneka yang lebih gede dari badan gue sendiri, dengan senyum yang lebar dan mata yang ngga kedip samasekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.milkysmile.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh145/nindynindy/newproject/big%20baby%20boy/12225675701.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gue pun keluar kamar dan ngga mau masuk sebelum boneka itu disingkirin, disimpen, atau diapain aja asal gue ngga liat lagi. Selidik punya selidik, boneka itu ternyata warisan kakak gue (mungkin sekitar 12 tahun sebelumnya) yang entah kenapa masih aja disimpen sama nenek. Yaampun bayangin aja gimana ngerinya kalo ditinggal berdua aja sama makhluk gede-tanpa ekspresi begitu, bisa-bisa gue dicaplok hii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*dih, traumanya aneh banget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. apa lagi ya, lupa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, untuk memudahkan ngeblog, laptop Toshiba putih jadul papa gue (yang sudah dianggap seperti milik gue sendiri) sekarang uda punya nama, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIMI&lt;/span&gt;, hahaha apadeh aneh banget.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, ini laptop biarpun jadul, tapi nilai sejarahnya tinggi banget. Bayangkan, tanpa si TELA, entah jadi apa gue di SMP dulu. Thankyou so much KIMI, I love you more than my printer.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s enough for today, I’m going to sleep, and it’s almost midnight -_____-&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-9145344676331315644?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/9145344676331315644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/hwehehehehehehehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/9145344676331315644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/9145344676331315644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/hwehehehehehehehe.html' title='yellow and white things'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/So3-A8qB-bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SKjGYq_eVRQ/s72-c/190820091202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-212549388743926153</id><published>2009-08-10T21:51:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:23:22.495+07:00</updated><title type='text'>endang's story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Halo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its 21:50 and I’ve been in front of this laptop for almost 4 hours -___- dan mata gue alhamdulillah belom perih, karna kalo uda mulai perih, tandanya gue bakal belajar Civics cuma setengah jam sebelom weeklynya besok pagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sekarang pun nyambi ngapalin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Importance of Political Socialization in Improving Political Culture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sosialisasi politik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, in short, hahaha) plus ngemil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Happytos Corn Chip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; pake tangan kanan, nih, nih gue ngelap tangan pake tisu ko sebelom makan, jadi ngga belepotan (penting ngga sih nih dibahas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tau ngga, gue sedang dalam krisis suudzan stadium lanjut *wew. Jelek deh, emang nih, parah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ada satu temen gue, sebut saja &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Endang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(dikira ini korban hipnotis lampu merah apa?), sedang menempuh pendidikan wajib 9 tahun di salah satu tempat di deket sini. Dulu lumayan deket, ya temenan baik lah ngga nyampe berantem-beranteman. Nah nah nah, semenjak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;saat itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;disamarkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (cailah) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Endang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; mulai bersikap (dalem pandangan gue) menarik diri dari gue. Susaaaaaahh banget diajak ngobrol (dalem pandangan gue), buat ngejawab pertanyaan gue aja (kaya’) ikan kena umpan (bibirnya nyangkut jadi susah ngomong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;buat yg susah ngebayangin gimana kondisi bibir ikan yang kena umpan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;). Jadi gue ngerasa si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Endang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;bener-bener narik diri dari gue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I’m not there in Endang’s new habitat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (iya, Endang juga makhluk hidup yg punya habitat).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369066395533316658" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SoLBcLFAEjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hbthtwZDSPo/s320/mujair.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;diduga sebagai Endang, sang mujair jadi-jadian, berkeliaran di sekitar jabodetabek, harap hubungi rumah pemotongan hewan jika melihat makhluk berciri-ciri seperti di atas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hipotesis itu bikin pikiran gue lari ke mana-mana ke yang jelek-jelek deh pokoknya. Apa umpan gue kurang enak? Apa lokasi pemancingan gue ngga strategis? Apa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Endang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; uda kapok kena umpan orang? (JADI &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ENDANG&lt;/span&gt; INI &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORANG&lt;/span&gt; ATAU &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUJAIR&lt;/span&gt;???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yang jelas, habitat barunya ngga memungkinkan gue terlibat dalam interaksi makhluk hidup di dalemnya. Bahkan gue sering mikir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Endang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;’s new habitat is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;much higher beyond mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can’t survive there even it’s only one minute long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kadang keasikan sendiri nenggelemin pikiran di pendapat gue itu. Such a fool thought, isn’t it? Gue juga kadang heran kenapa bisa suka ngerendahin diri sendiri by thinking on that way, make out that I have nothing to proud with. Masih plin plan. Skali waktu, bisa nyemangatin orang biar positive thinking. Eh giliran gue sendiri yang lagi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, susaaaaaahh banget think positively -_____-&lt;br /&gt;Jadi sekarang gue mutusin untuk ber-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masa-bodoh&lt;/span&gt; dengan tetek bengeknya Endang. Kalo lo ngomong ya gue tanggepin, kalo ngga ya gue ngga mau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;riweuh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dan gue slalu nyoba ngebasmi lemak-lemak jahat pikiran gue tentang si Endang and other cases. And so guys, mari kita bersama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;berpikir positif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, supaya otak tetep waras dan Coca-cola makin terkenal (apasih ngga nyambung sumpah).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*nama Endang itu general. Kalo pake ‘e’-nya ‘elang’ itu bisa buat cwo. Nah kalo ‘e’-nya ‘sate’ itu bisa buat cwe. That’s fair, ryt?&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/6415919330561488475-212549388743926153?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/212549388743926153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/endangs-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/212549388743926153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/212549388743926153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/endangs-story.html' title='endang&apos;s story'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SoLBcLFAEjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hbthtwZDSPo/s72-c/mujair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-1236986204627496747</id><published>2009-08-01T09:08:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:42:05.236+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ketularan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've got headache and i've been rather unwell. i think i'm going sick -____-&lt;br /&gt;wish that tomorrow i'll get better. saya hanya mengandalkanmu sebagai obat yang dipercaya mama saya, &lt;em&gt;procold&lt;/em&gt;. dan sepertinya kelas saya memang sedang diuji dengan berbagai penyakit, heu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually i'm going with my sister to buy a new calculator for my next math lessons. i've lost my old--new one. well it's my old calculator but i hadn't use it many times. i was very dissapointed cause it's like a precious gift from my dad when i was in elementary, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that's a big responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; guys for me in that age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my sister said that she'd buy it for me by herself. weew, she's a pretty sister of mine :) not just because she often gives me stuffs from her own pocket, she's so nice when she shows her respect and love to me my mom and my dad and others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i must take a rest and finish my assignments and downloading some songs ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-1236986204627496747?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/1236986204627496747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/ketularan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1236986204627496747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1236986204627496747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/ketularan.html' title='ketularan'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-7899101547921405303</id><published>2009-07-31T08:35:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:08:17.481+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning of routine week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A stressful week has come. Today, we (XIscience2) had all science lessons mixed from first lesson hour to the last one. Yeah, mathematics, art, physics, English, chemistry, biology; all counting-and-memorizing materials in 8 and half hours, discount 1 hour for 2 break times. That’s great, isn’t it? And hey, I forgot to tell you that we’re having weekly tests; biology was the last subject for XIscience grader this week. It means that routine days as Global Senior High students have been started. We’ll get much more things to do related to academic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have some assignments for next week. I have to do at least 4 assignments on this coming weekend but I haven’t done even one of them yet. It proves that I’m still used to delay things I must do. Ok, remember me to finish at least 1 assignment (take from internet) tonight; by this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm… Nothing special in my school today, I guess. I arrived at school at about 6.20 (it took only 40 minutes from my house this morning, good, good) and went straight to my homebase class on 4th floor. For the rest half hour before the bell rang, I was studying biology in the class, quietly. &lt;a href="nurularsyad.blogspot.com"&gt;Nurul&lt;/a&gt; came to the class with such a tangle feeling. She must be sick. Usually she’s more cheerful when coming to our class and for whole day. Not only Nurul, but Didit and others were not in very good condition. For your info, so far our class has never been completed because there’s always at least 1 student absent, mostly sick. It seems like my class is a nest of virulent things, haha kidding guys (hope that next Monday we’ll have our class complete).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, she could go through with the lessons hours, but in a class before 2nd break, she decided to take a rest in school health room (UKS in bahasa) until the break was over. Since she was in the health room, I went to my locker by myself and found there are a couple of my friends on the same floor. We’re having an ease chat (we rarely meet because we’re in different classes now in XI grade), talking about weekly tests results. Well, I’m so shy because my bad (undesired) result for physics tests. Before, Mr. Iman (our physics teacher) had distributed the paper. When he gave my paper to me, I felt soooooo guilty -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeew, I dunno how to pull out this careless-and-hurry habit in me. Frequently, I miss some numbers of questions, miscount the calculations, miswrite the answers, and misunderstand the questions. See, how horrible I am. Although I’ve studied and took exercises a lot, I’m still mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It doesn’t matter if you fall down; it matters whether you stand up after you fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the sentence written in the end of physics test paper on Tuesday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must fix my bad habit! Help me ya Allah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-7899101547921405303?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/7899101547921405303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/beginning-of-routine-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/7899101547921405303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/7899101547921405303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/08/beginning-of-routine-week.html' title='the beginning of routine week'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-2165954925909830589</id><published>2009-07-26T21:15:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:22:12.662+07:00</updated><title type='text'>posting bingung</title><content type='html'>ngga kenapa-kenapa sih, ngga ada yang spesial. ngga juga sih. lagi shock aja tadi baru liat something yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unusual&lt;/span&gt;. shock, shock, shock, ternyata dulu emang parah, dan gue baru tau skarang. untungnya uda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; nih. apa mungkin gara-gara pertanyaan gue ya? maybe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;, maybe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; (mungkin cenderung ke "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;" kali ya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*ada yang bisa menganalisa post ini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-2165954925909830589?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/2165954925909830589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/posting-bingung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/2165954925909830589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/2165954925909830589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/posting-bingung.html' title='posting bingung'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-2075548305387200973</id><published>2009-07-26T00:38:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:24:22.740+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a silly midnight post</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hoaaaa… it’s midnight and my eyes still widely open. padahal besok kudu siap-siap dari subuh buat &lt;strike&gt;main sepakbola&lt;/strike&gt; acara keluarga, heu. cih, tidurnya cuma bentar –____-  akhirnya mainan fb deh. dan ternyata banyak juga yang ol malem-malem gini, mungkin sambilan jadi manusia nokturnal pas weekend kali ya, hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ngobrol mengobrol tentang manusia kalong, gue pernah lho nyasar dari malem sampe pagi. (maksudnya apa ini). this happened when i first move to gorontalo from jogja almost 4 years ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;waktu itu hari ketiga —dan terakhir— gue dan keluarga berada di manado. pindahnya sih ke gorontalo, tapi papa lagi ada tugas bentar di manado, jadinya kita ngikut ke manado dulu selama papa tugas. naah.. berangkat ke gorontalonya siang tuh. abis dari manado-goron makan waktu 8 jam lah kurang lebih. yowes kita beberengkes menuh-menuhin mobil sama baju, tas, patung, kasur, sofa, kursi, dll sampe bannya kempes karna keberaten (ya ngga lah).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;dan gue pun sadar; rute jalannya tu ngga ada yang beres; belok kanan belok kiri (lah emang belok cuma dua kan) nikung sana nikung sini uda kek mau ngetrek aja zzz. dan gue pun mual, akhirnya ketiduran. sebenernya sengaja tidur biar ngga berasa ke-‘gojlok’. ampun deh.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;5 jam jalan.gue mikir, &lt;em&gt;kok ngga nyampe-nyampe sih? –____-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 jam jalan. &lt;em&gt;jalannya kapan abis sih ni?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;ngeri amat ada lautnya segala. &lt;/em&gt;(_ _)”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;setelah sekian jam perjalanan, setelah melewati jalanan sepi dan tak bersahabat, kita baru nyadar, &lt;em&gt;kita uda nyasar jauh. &lt;/em&gt;(gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;pengen nangis. T.T supir yang nyupirin mobil kita (masa’ ngangkat mobil? yang bener aja) ikutan panik tapi ngga ngerti juga mau ngapain. hwaaaa.. ya Tuhan, aku baru mau masuk smp, jangan sasarin kitaa.. aku masih mau sekolah ya Tuhan.. bayangin, jam 12 malem kita masih ada di daerah manado di sebelah mana juga ngga tau. sepi, gelap, ngga ada orang, mau nanya arah jalan ke siapa? ke sapi? ke kebo? (asal tau aja, di sana, sapi dan kebo jarang dimasukin kandang, jadi kalo malem ya bececeran dimana mereka suka). rasanya uda ngga karuan. gue, mama, kakak, mendadak seger semua – tegang ngeliatin jalanan yang bagai sirkuit; di kanan gunung, di kiri laut, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;tanpa ada pembatas jalan&lt;/span&gt;. kurang nikung dikit aja, bisa nyemplung tuh kita (awawawawawaw)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ketegangan semakin berlanjut saat si supir yang posisinya digantikan oleh papa, turun mobil dan.. muntah. tambah lemes gue. ngga cuma itu, gerimis yang nongkrong dari sore akhirnya muntah jadi ujan gede.&lt;em&gt; jegeerrr…&lt;/em&gt; lengkap sudah kebahagiaan kita. ditambah lagi, di tengah jalanan yang gelap (banget), ada lumpur yang bikin mobil di depan kita (ini langka, nemu temen seperjalanan, hayah) kejebak di situ hampir &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 jam&lt;/span&gt;; yang mbantuin dikit, lumpurnya parah, ckckck. aduh aduh aduh uda nyebut aja itu. T.T&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;katanya, “&lt;em&gt;iya tunggu ya, 2 kilo lagi ko, de,”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;untungnya gue uda lancar berhitung, dan kita belom juga nyampe setelah 1,5 jam gue ditenangin gitu. &lt;em&gt;jadi itu tadi mau ngomong 2 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kilo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;apa 2 &lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jam&lt;/strong&gt;??!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;astagfirullah, alhamdulillah.&lt;/em&gt; ngga pada berenti nyebut sampe kita nyampe di gorontalo. pertama nyampe, langsung ke restoran seafood 25 jam. lemes gila. rasanya kek uda bertaun-taun ilang di hutan (agak lebai emang). itung aja, dari jam 12 siang sampe jam 1 pagi duduk plus tegang, pantatnya sakit apa ngga, cobain deh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;selidik punya selidik, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 tahun&lt;/span&gt; setelah kejadian nyasar itu, baru terungkap bahwa sebenernya si supir uda nyadar dari awal kalo kita ternyata nyasar. tapi karna papa gue diem aja, makanya dia takut bilang dan malah jalan terus tanpa ngomong apa-apa. yaampun, papa gue memang omnivora (karna beliau adalah manusia), tapi &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;papa gue ngga makan sesama manusia&lt;/span&gt;. jadi kita sendiri geli plus heran kenapa si supir segitu ngerinya takut dimarahin, padahal papa malah diem aja ngga ngomel sedikitpun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;atau mungkin karna diem itu jadi keliatan angker ya? hahaha, jadi tolong jangan ngeri kalo liat papa gue diem-diem-diem-dan-diem mulu. papa emang pendiem kaya’ gue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-2075548305387200973?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/2075548305387200973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/silly-night-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/2075548305387200973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/2075548305387200973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/silly-night-post.html' title='a silly midnight post'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-7043984252168510000</id><published>2009-07-24T21:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:02:50.978+07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Gyaaa cape ah cape ni rasanya hari ini. Rumahku ramai sekali hari ini (dan besok, dan mungkin besoknya lagi) hahaha, sedang jadi basis militer keluarga besar menghadapi perhelatan akbar kita. Iya, 2 hari lagi sepupu gue akad nih ceritanya hehe. Pasukan kita pada numpuk jadi satu di sini, dari balita sampe nenek-nenek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di sekitaran rumah gue sedang banyak betebaran anak-anak mungil yang bisa dicubit-cubitin, hwahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, this’s meant to be a late midnight post. Biasanya gue (yang doyan tidur, bahkan pas di kelas) ikut-ikutan nimbrung sama para jenderal besar keluarga yang lagi ngobrol, heu. Jadi mikir, senin besok enak kali ya buat bolos, fufufu.&lt;br /&gt;Mengingat gue suka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;krik krik&lt;/span&gt; sampe hampir ketiduran beneran di kelas, bukannya lebih baik absen daripada gk fokus di kelas? hahahaha alesan aja lo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-7043984252168510000?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/7043984252168510000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/7043984252168510000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/7043984252168510000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-1100528223331154758</id><published>2009-07-12T17:12:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:24:36.082+07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of (boring) holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i woke up and i found that my body is not really delicious (baca: sick; gk enak badan). leher gue pegel parah buat nengok apalagi nunduk, rasanya kaya’ abis digebukin, hue, plus i’m dizzy. (grawr~)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;honestly, i wanna have more holidays hehehe. dan yaampun males bet hari pertama skolah lagi. besok uda mulai berjuang sekuat tenaga demi mencapai global sekolahku tercinta (BOHONG).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;abisnya liburan gue skarang beneran plain, flat, dst.. dst.. gara-gara si babi kena flu, nyokap gue ngga ngerestuin anak-anaknya pergi ke luar kotaaaaa T.T zzzz save me from this boring holiday story..! sangat ingin banget dapet remedial liburan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;anyway, i think (and i’m sure) that tomorrow will be crowded due to class division for next 2 years. some friends of mine wanna complain about this. gue masuk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="3"&gt;XI Science 2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. kelas X3 diacak parah kepisah jauhjauh tuh. mungkin global bisa kena kutuk nih besok.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;so, maybe i won’t always in the line cz starting tomorrow, i should be focus on school again. dan semoga si penulis ini gk cuma omdo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-1100528223331154758?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/1100528223331154758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-day-of-boring-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1100528223331154758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1100528223331154758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-day-of-boring-holiday.html' title='last day of (boring) holiday'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-6898390178235487763</id><published>2009-07-08T21:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:45:36.701+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello guys, long time no see (baca: kelamaan merem).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Setelah kemaren jadi partisipan salah satu even penanggulangan dampak climate change, gue dan beberapa temen, skarang lagi getol ngerencanain kerjaan lainnya. Ya, it’s still a plan. Abisnya ”kegiatan penanggulangan dampak climate change” itu (well, let’s just call it “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bip&lt;/span&gt;”, don’t ask why it must be “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bip&lt;/span&gt;”) sempet disia-siakan selama 1 bulan kemaren (namanya juga liburan kan hehe). Sayangnya kemaren itu kita totally ngga total ngejalaninnya, heu. We were about to have final examination, and there were many school programs during the semester. We didn’t have ourselves focuse on “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bip&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jadi ya gitu, kita mengorganisir kegiatan memungut dan menimbun sampah biar bisa dimanfaatin buat banyak hal. Selama 1 semester belakangan itulah kita bergelut dengan &lt;strike&gt;mike tyson&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sampah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sebenernya, mungkin bukan “bergelut” kali ya. Kita malah sayang-sayangan sama si kitchen wastes itu hahah. Dengan lembut dan penuh kesabaran, kesadaran, dan (khusus gue) tetes air mata yang menggenangi pelupuk, we save the wastes from its worst nightmare; being thrown, left as unuseful pile, ended as dirt things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abis itu ya.. heeem.. there are things we did to re-born the wastes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Banyak sih yang bisa dilakuin to make our environment better. We can make ourselves get used to 3R (reduce, reuse, recycle) by doing those small-but-huge-ideas regularly, and spread it off in our environment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Itu semua hanya hal kecil yang harusnya bisa kita lakuin, ya kan? (iya aja deh ya, nurut sama yang nulis aja lah). Apa yang membuat hasilnya besar adalah kalo kita ngelakuinnya dengan serius, total, dan ikhlas. Ngga ada hal besar, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff8040;"&gt;yang ada cuma keseriusan, kemauan, dan keikhlasan kuat yang ngejadiin semua hal kecil yang kita lakuin menjadi huge and special :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SmmA9dW5iAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-UhbO4ZjY0U/s1600-h/seniorhigh1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px" title="senior high" border="0" alt="ugly drawing" align="right" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SmmA-YXLHsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HX9v_60rsvo/seniorhigh_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="230" height="337" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was having a spare time so I made this picture of me, hwhwhw. It’s not really similar to the real me. Kagok ngegambar pake mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;some parts taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dee-idea.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.kurakurahijau.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-6898390178235487763?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/6898390178235487763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/bip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6898390178235487763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6898390178235487763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/bip.html' title='bip'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SmmA-YXLHsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HX9v_60rsvo/s72-c/seniorhigh_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-3079002264146224376</id><published>2009-07-08T17:04:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:12:19.127+07:00</updated><title type='text'>quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kemaren aku abis nari balet dongg, terus abis itu aku pergi lagi mau latian karate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-- ade sepupu gue waktu masih kelas 2 SD, imajinasi yg luar biasa, dari balet yang feminim lembut gtu jadi karate yang bag bugh brak --&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/6415919330561488475-3079002264146224376?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/3079002264146224376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/3079002264146224376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/3079002264146224376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/quote.html' title='quote'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-3239896958514378527</id><published>2009-07-07T13:37:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:12:35.256+07:00</updated><title type='text'>photos of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SlLt7_s8puI/AAAAAAAAADk/VIPp2QUU9AE/s1600-h/Image957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 525px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355604521864963810" border="2" alt="bicycling" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SlLt7_s8puI/AAAAAAAAADk/VIPp2QUU9AE/s320/Image957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangan tanya knapa ada posting ginian. gue juga bingung knapa, hahah. efek global warming bikin gue puyeng rada konslet, siang-siang panasan ngambil ni foto doang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SlLvi40F0GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/an_t8A57OXo/s1600-h/Image955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; HEIGHT: 512px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355606289542402146" border="2" alt="sight(?)" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SlLvi40F0GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/an_t8A57OXo/s320/Image955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang ini gara-gara bosen jungkir balik sambil head stand di kamar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-3239896958514378527?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/3239896958514378527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/photos-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/3239896958514378527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/3239896958514378527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/photos-of-day.html' title='photos of the day'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SlLt7_s8puI/AAAAAAAAADk/VIPp2QUU9AE/s72-c/Image957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-9107111162671944677</id><published>2009-07-06T16:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:39:20.577+07:00</updated><title type='text'>time to think</title><content type='html'>is there any remarkable things i've reached?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, it always appears when i thought about myself. remembering my achievements in last one year, i don't think they are remarkable. i tried to focus, i studied much, i kept trying to give my best. but, i got virtualy nothing. i mean, people lay hopes on me but what i did was disappointed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, where i thought i'd start a new-and-great life, i couldn't earned something which can make me proud, (yet). so sad recognising that i'm the worst. people i know have already achieve many great things that i don't. feels like someone invicible hit me on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, when i told this to someone, he asked me, "&lt;em&gt;is that all you're looking for&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"life&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;is not all about achievements you earn by those competitions. yah, you may fight for them cz you have a good will to do so. but remember, do everything you want, as far as it's in your limit. do not ever force yourself to be what you want. people have their own abilities, you do. you shouldn't think that you're the worst just because you achieve nothing (comparing with them). what you must do is how to face your good and bad results patiently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you ever think about it again, just see how much you did to give your best, how much your will has taken you this far. you'll know that you've been grown to be a better personality who can act better in your society. see how your friends see you, are you good or bad. that's another thing that you must pay attention to,"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean i should not keep trying to be a success students, i think, does it?&lt;br /&gt;and it means that i must be more thankful to God that i can learn from my success and failures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-9107111162671944677?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/9107111162671944677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-to-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/9107111162671944677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/9107111162671944677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-to-think.html' title='time to think'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-4739711047431967252</id><published>2009-07-06T16:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:33:07.757+07:00</updated><title type='text'>apa tau deh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SlHawPaQTPI/AAAAAAAAADY/fMnwD2f4-mQ/s1600-h/miiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355301954225458418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SlHawPaQTPI/AAAAAAAAADY/fMnwD2f4-mQ/s320/miiko.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baca deh ni komik kocak abis. gue aja sampe dikirain gila sama nyokap gara-gara ktawa sendiri baca Hai Miiko! ini (alah, apa emang gila beneran kali). penggemarnya banyak lhooo.. (promosi gj).&lt;br /&gt;bahkan banyak orang yang ngarepin bisa jadi miiko-nya, pengen love lifenya se-kocak miiko sama tappei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini kalo gk salah cover yang nomer 12an lah gk inget. skarang uda ada yang 20 (dan gue uda baca dongg..). iya, baru aja baca kmaren pas jalan ke mall. sambil nunggu mau nonton, gue baca gratis di toko huehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-4739711047431967252?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/4739711047431967252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/apa-tau-deh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/4739711047431967252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/4739711047431967252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/apa-tau-deh.html' title='apa tau deh'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SlHawPaQTPI/AAAAAAAAADY/fMnwD2f4-mQ/s72-c/miiko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-4286537027592902686</id><published>2009-07-01T12:03:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:16:39.673+07:00</updated><title type='text'>in holiday part 4 : new class course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;june 30, 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.36 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goat males brangkat ke skolah. Mau ngurusin biopori lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.46 p.m.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’m home. I’ve just got back from a-hurry-bio-pore-project-in-a-very-hot-noon. Sumpah gk boong panas banget di luar arrghh.&lt;br /&gt;1 jam lagi gue harus pergi, lagi. Uda mulai les nih. Heu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;08.10 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goat, again. Akhirnya gue tadi telat les, nearly a half hour. Ternyata jam di laptop telat 15mnit. Heu, panik. Dan ternyata pemirsa, yang ngegantiin mr.A (pengajar asli kelas gue) kali ini adalah Mrba (samaran).&lt;br /&gt;Sekedar info, mr.A is in London, cuti. Baru kali ini gue diajar sama penggantinya, lho. Sempet denger kabar klo orangnya rada gimanaaa gitu.. (yah, gue baru tau skarang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue : “Excuse me, Sir. Sorry I’m late,”&lt;br /&gt;Mrba : “Well, where’s my pizza, anyway?”&lt;br /&gt;Gue : “Hah?”&lt;br /&gt;Mrba : “OK, don’t mind it. Come to your seat,”&lt;br /&gt;Gue : (milih yang rada pojok)&lt;br /&gt;Mrba : “Sorry, miss,” (manggil gue ternyata) “Come here, come here,”&lt;br /&gt;Gue : “Me?” (sambil maju, kirain mau dikasih coklat)&lt;br /&gt;Mrba : “Wait, wait. Take your seat with you, I mean,”&lt;br /&gt;Gue : “Oh, oooh.. yes, Sir,” (baru maksud, cih, bukan coklat)&lt;br /&gt;Mrba : “Ya, I don’t need to speak too loud if you sit there,”&lt;br /&gt;Gue : (iya aja deh)&lt;br /&gt;Mrba : “Well, Hello, who are you?”&lt;br /&gt;Gue : “Fine, Sir,”&lt;br /&gt;Mrba : “Hello, who are you?”&lt;br /&gt;Gue : “I’m fine, Sir,”&lt;br /&gt;Mrba : “Hello, WHO are you?”&lt;br /&gt;Gue : “Oh, I’m sorry, Sir. I’m puspita, Sir,”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, panik pangkal budek.&lt;br /&gt;Dan selama plajaran—--les, dia seneng ngelucu. Dan ntah knapa itu jarang mempan ke gue. Dan gue pun tertawa garing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-4286537027592902686?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/4286537027592902686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-holiday-part-4-new-class-course.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/4286537027592902686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/4286537027592902686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-holiday-part-4-new-class-course.html' title='in holiday part 4 : new class course'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-7235361163548478584</id><published>2009-06-30T16:32:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:21:08.797+07:00</updated><title type='text'>in holiday part 3 : reflection (?)</title><content type='html'>In last one year, I’ve learned to live in a new-and-truly-different place. Well, gk krasa uda setaun sejak gue pake sragam smp hehehe. Kmaren rasanya baru denger pengumuman kelulusan, eh skarang uda mau kelas 11, science :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things I’ve passed, learned, earned, eaten, drunk, broken, dll..dsb..dst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contoh :&lt;br /&gt;1. uda terbiasa naik turun, ngejar-ngejar, dan ngomel-ngomelin angkot-metromini-bis. Bahkan berlaku pelit kalo si supirnya rese, pake ngetem seenak jidat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. speak English better. Ya, thanks God that I can focuse in this subject. This is my first year begitu getol ikut les. Ntah penyakit apa yang bikin gue dulu maleeess bet nambah ilmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. sempet aktif dalam berbagai kesempatan online dan berkembang di dunia maya (hah apaan coba?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. memperkeras betis, melalui pelatihan selama setahun di Global. Trimakasih buat yang ngatur jadwal, kita bisa melatih kekuatan kaki dengan naik-turun-naik-turun dari lantai 1-4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. memunculkan kantung mata, mata juga jadi sayu. This is the most eyecatching thing I’ve earned. Sempet beberapa kali ditanyain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          temen gue : &lt;em&gt;“Mata lo knapa, pit?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          gue       : &lt;em&gt;“Hah? Kenapa gimana? Kenapa emang?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          temen gue : &lt;em&gt;“Jangan-jangan lo begadang terus ya? Blajar sampe tengah malem gtu sampe kantung mata lo jadi item gtu,”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangat gk mungkin gue begadang buat blajar. Tukang molor begini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. uda nentuin ke man a gue nglanjutin hidup gue nantinya setelah lulus SMA (amin, insyaAllah). Dan Jeng.. jeng.. jeng.. gue memutuskan untuk fokus bisa masuk FKUI atau STAN (amin, insyaAllah, mohon doanya juga).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, semenjak gue pindah ke sini ini, gue juga mulai blajar jadi orang yang lebih dewasa. I mean, gk banyak cing-cong pengen ini-itu yang nggak-nggak, blajar ngurangin frekuensi bersi-tegang gk jelas dengan kakak gue (yah, itu susah, banget, hehe), blajar lebih hemat, blajar ngertiin orang, blajar nge-prioritasiin something yang lebih penting daripada yang dipengenin, dst.. dst..&lt;br /&gt;(yah, itu dalam pengertian gue ya, hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaa.. ini cuma refleksi buat gue. Banyak yang baru, yang berubah, yang makin jelek, yang makin bagus, tapi ya gk semua gue tulis. Kalo sampe detail-detailnya gue tulis, mau ditaro di mana muka gue yang gk berdosa ini?! (hati-hati ntar pingsan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I always pray and try to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway lagi, gue gk ol fb lagi, skarang mainannya plurk. heu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-7235361163548478584?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/7235361163548478584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-holiday-part-3-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/7235361163548478584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/7235361163548478584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-holiday-part-3-reflection.html' title='in holiday part 3 : reflection (?)'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-2096375704239210761</id><published>2009-06-26T15:35:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:33:27.348+07:00</updated><title type='text'>in holiday part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SkSTh_Z2xuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DEl5mrbQWjU/s1600-h/91edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351564469387839202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SkSTh_Z2xuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DEl5mrbQWjU/s320/91edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; circled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gk tau knapa blakangan ini gue kangen banget sm temen smp di gorontalo hehe, specially for my best 3-years-classmates, grade 9-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had been in the same class for our junior high stories. asik sih temen sekelasnya gk ganti-ganti, gk repot ngapalin nama-nama baru (cz i'm not good in remembering new names, hahah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngapa-ngapain keknya bareng mulu deh gue sekelas.&lt;br /&gt;ada lomba, bareng. ada kegiatan skolah, kita ikutan semua. ada yang bolos, ikutan juga, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaa pokoknya enak-enak aja sih anak-anak kelas gue dulu. biarpun kadang kepikiran, bosen juga sekelas sama orang-orang yang itu-itu lagi hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;apalagi rivalnya, ampun deh. &lt;a href="http://www.milkysmile.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh145/nindynindy/newproject/greeb%20thief/green_scart17.gif" border="0" alt="milkysmile" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unchangeable. belom nemu yang sama silly-nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan akhirnya skarang kepencar ke mana-mana. heu.&lt;br /&gt;paling banter juga ktemu sama yang skolahnya sekitaran jakarta-jabar. gorontalo uda jauh kmana-mana --a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeem.. i miss the time when we were having silly-crazy hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-2096375704239210761?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/2096375704239210761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-holiday-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/2096375704239210761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/2096375704239210761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-holiday-part-2.html' title='in holiday part 2'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SkSTh_Z2xuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DEl5mrbQWjU/s72-c/91edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-8289875679630693234</id><published>2009-06-23T10:14:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:02:39.442+07:00</updated><title type='text'>in holiday part 1</title><content type='html'>heiyaheihohoha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 hari ujiannya sukses (suka-sensi) hahah. kena batunya gue linglung, panik blajar darimana, banyak bet materinya. tiap selesai satu mata plajaran auranya uda suram aja deh.&lt;br /&gt;tapi ternyata, pemirsa, gue dapet &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 science&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya.&lt;br /&gt;besok tinggal nunggu temen sekelas aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, liburannya hambar -3- tanpa rasa tak kemana-mana. jalan pun cuma ke situ-situ aja. boseeeeeeeeeenn..&lt;br /&gt;makanya males ngeblog lagi gk ada cerita. heu. di rumah pun bisa budek, yang kedengeran cuma suara tukang lagi ngamplas pintu. heuheu. tambah disuru blajar, lagi. heuheuheu&lt;br /&gt;my holiday makes me malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ps : gk cuma budek, mata gue kriyip-kriyip perih, si tukang ngamplasnya ngoyo bet, debunya beterbangan ke seluruh penjuru rumah :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-8289875679630693234?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/8289875679630693234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-holiday-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/8289875679630693234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/8289875679630693234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-holiday-part-1.html' title='in holiday part 1'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-5128193479906997815</id><published>2009-05-19T18:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:23:11.002+07:00</updated><title type='text'>may 19</title><content type='html'>final exam is coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably out for a quite long time.&lt;br /&gt;pray for me ya guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll see you around&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-5128193479906997815?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/5128193479906997815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/5128193479906997815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/5128193479906997815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-19.html' title='may 19'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-1218392833348820951</id><published>2009-05-19T18:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:23:04.520+07:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut tragedy</title><content type='html'>minggu ini anak kelas gue (cewe) janjian potong rambut (poni). serempak poninya jadi poni rata semua. heem.. sebenernya yg jadi bahan pembicaraan masyarakat kelas waktu itu bukan karna keputusan tiba-tiba yang diambil si pemilik poni, tapi efek perubahan poni buat wajah mereka kesannya matanya lebih &lt;strong&gt;sipit&lt;/strong&gt;+muka bulet (katanyaaa..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeem.. ngobrol-ngobrol tentang poni, gue jadi keinget salah satu precious experience gue; me and my self-haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here the tragedy goes..&lt;br /&gt;seharian gue gedek sama rambut depan-pendek gue. berulang kali ngebenerin jilbab, poni gue tetep dengan bandelnya nongol di jidat. udah panas, ni rambut gk tau diri banget ngrepotin gue! *moodnyajelek. males ngurusin rambut bandel itu, gue cuekin aja. panas ya panas deh situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba-tiba muncul pikiran punya poni pendek. dan dari sinilah nawaitu gue yang tulus dan luhur, berubah jadi insiden menyedihkan..&lt;br /&gt;pulang sekolah, pintu kamar gue tutup. gunting siap di tangan kanan, poni di tangan kiri, kertas stand by di depan gue. tinggal nunggu itungan mundur dan si gunting yang lincah pun beraksi. gue itung-itung, "brapa senti mesti dipotong biar gk kependekan ni rambut?"&lt;br /&gt;percuma, tangan gue gk muat buat megang penggaris. berbekal niat dan nekat, gue majuin gunting dan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cresss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*setengah jalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cresss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*finish line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dongak. *cengo. *jadi patung.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it's fine if i miscut for some centimeters, but i was completely wrong. when i took a look at my work, i thought, "&lt;em&gt;okay, i succesfully turned myself to be nerd&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;waktu TK gue sering heran sendiri, gimana power rangers bisa ganti baju dengan waktu gk lebih dari 2 menit, dan skarang gue bisa ngrasain gimana rasanya punya poni yg bisa transform dengan kecepatan dan kedodolan luar biasa. (oke, dc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue bengong. bingung. bengong. bingung. bengong lagi. bingung lagi.&lt;br /&gt;mau diapain poni ancur gue??!!! dipakein bando, gk bisa. dipakein jepit rambut, gk bisa. zzz. uring-uringan, gue baru inget kalo sore itu ada les. habis lah kau. siap mental aja kalo diketawain. bahkan nyokap gue juga geli ngliat masterpiece anaknya ini. sedih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beberapa hari setelah itu, nyokap gue ngajak ke salon buat ngebenerin rambut. pasrah, gue ngikut. di salonnya, si mba-mba tukang salon (gitu kah namanya?) itu mesem ngliat gue. *sigh. nyokap gue yang akhirnya turun tangan ngatur model rambut gue. pesennya dirapiin aja. gue pikir, "yah, teserahlah, yang penting bener,"&lt;br /&gt;dan gue dengan tenang duduk ngikutin omongan si mbambatukangsalon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10 minutes later..)&lt;br /&gt;*cengo. *diem. *jadi patung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;extremely shocked&lt;/em&gt;. rambut gue dipotong &lt;strong&gt;rata&lt;/strong&gt;. ya, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. bener-bener &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;gue diem. selesai dikeringin, gue keluar tanpa ngomong makasih atau cuma ngomel-ngomel sama si mbambatukangsalonyangpinterbangetitu. 1hari setelah tragedi salon itu gue diem aja di rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahai mbambatukangsalon! takkan pernah kulupakan semua kezalimanmu pada rambutku!&lt;br /&gt;sedih bener ngliat rambut gue rata-pendek gtu. dan waktu itu 1 bulan sebelom perpisahan smp! padahal gue pengen ikut, tapi karna kasian sama rambut rata gue, gue putusin ngikut jalan sama keluarga aja. huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;dan tahukah anda, jika model ini bertahan sampai 4bulan pertama saya di sma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hati-hati pemirsa! rambut rata terjadi karna kedodolan. waspadalah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-5178282108467140020</id><published>2009-05-08T17:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:09:46.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'>diginglon</title><content type='html'>sedang mengingat kembali masa ketika gue (lebih) kecil. beberapa malem yang lalu gue sempet ngedengerin radio yang nyetel lagu-lagu anime (itu nemu ngga sngaja hahah, gue jarang nyetel radio) slama 3 jam dari jam 10-12 malem. lumayan juga. sayang, adanya cuma pas malem slasa doang.zzz. ntar klo gue dengerin terus, bisa masuk skolah jam 9 tu -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah nah nah. entah knapa girang banget pas ada lagunya digimon1 hahahah. ketiduran, ngimpi jadi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kouji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (digimon frontier, digimon season4), karaokean bareng digimon lainnya (waaa..begooo) --a konyol banget. berasa banget begonya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi-paginya jadi terobsesi punya digimon. terbayanglah sudah, pemirsa, digimon gue yang kaya' bunglon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt; : "kenapa bunglon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; : "ya, tentu saja, seperti yang anda ketahui, bunglon adalah salah satu hewan yang pandai kamuflase/menyamarkan warna tubuhnya (inget plajaran bio kelas 3sd ya).&lt;br /&gt;tapi tapi tapi, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;diginglon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;digimon bunglon&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;bukan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;digimon blo'on&lt;/em&gt;) gue lebih hebat dong. hahahahaha. dia bisa nyamar jadi gue, otaknya juga lebih pinter dari digimon manapun yang udah ada anime-nya. tentu saja, para pembaca, itu sangat berguna apabila gue sedang bad mood brangkat sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;yah, diginglon gue bisa pergi ke sekolah sendirian, ikut upacara, ngerjain soal, nyelesein pr, dll. hwahahahaha bahagia sejahtera, aman sentausa, saudara-saudara,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngga cuma ngehayal gtu doang, sampe berhari-hari setelah malem si OST digimon itu on air, gue buka internet demi wallpapernya doang. sayangnya ngga dapet lagunya, males donlot.&lt;br /&gt;minta ke temen gue. komentarnya :&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;swt lo, pit&lt;/em&gt;," diketawain pula.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. apapun akan kulakukan demi digimon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIGIMON oh DIGIMON (zzzzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v+=RAU7ZGA5tHA"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v+=RAU7ZGA5tHA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-1135013655202158388</id><published>2009-05-08T17:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:10:28.913+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sensitip</title><content type='html'>akhir semester ngrepotin ;(&lt;br /&gt;guru-guru ngga kira-kira nih pada ngasih tugas seabrek, barengan lagi. kekompakan yang menyebalkan. sabtu-minggu sama aja gk bisa nyante. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;cukup ngomongin skolah. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eneg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sensitive vs. sensitive = sinisme + sadisme +nyolotisme&lt;br /&gt;kadang heran aja, manusia-manusia ko bisa &lt;em&gt;sensitip&lt;/em&gt; banget ya? ngga terkecuali gue. hehe. abisnya kalo lagi ngga mood tuh, apa yang keluar dari mulut bisa lebih pedes ketimbang cabe rawit sebakul.&lt;br /&gt;buat yang ngomong sih (namanya juga lagi &lt;em&gt;sensitip&lt;/em&gt;) fine-fine aja nunjukin ke yang lain dia abis nelen pil APC super-pait gk pake minum. tapi kalo yang ngedengerin juga abis nelen APC sama ngemut cengkeh, abis tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah nah nah. mana ada orang tahan di tengah-tengah manusia-manusia lain yang lagi sadis-sadisan sinis-sinisan. dua-duanya temen lagih. hadoh.&lt;br /&gt;kesel sih okelah. namanya juga orang, manusia, human, &lt;em&gt;Homo sapiens&lt;/em&gt;, pasti bisa marah lah. tapi pemirsa, mari kita berusaha bersabar menghadapi segala perbedaan di dunia yang kita cintai ini. terima kasih untuk applause-nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya emang yang namanya sabar tu &lt;strong&gt;susahhhh&lt;/strong&gt;. tapi daripada eneg sendiri dinyolotin balik, mending cuekin aja lah. kalo untung, tu orang yang nyolotin juga kesel sendiri hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : postingan dibuat setelah adu sinis yang terjadi di sekitar gue. sekian dan terima kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-1135013655202158388?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/1135013655202158388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/05/sensitip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1135013655202158388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1135013655202158388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/05/sensitip.html' title='sensitip'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-6351502027139035609</id><published>2009-05-02T22:25:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:43:58.102+07:00</updated><title type='text'>smiling orange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfxmLGYVhhI/AAAAAAAAACk/SdLl60jYLao/s1600-h/orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331248399777105426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfxmLGYVhhI/AAAAAAAAACk/SdLl60jYLao/s320/orange.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;postingan iseng aja sih. i've just eaten two &lt;em&gt;fresh-from-the-refrigerator&lt;/em&gt;-oranges.&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/6415919330561488475-6351502027139035609?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/6351502027139035609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/05/smiling-orange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6351502027139035609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6351502027139035609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/05/smiling-orange.html' title='smiling orange'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfxmLGYVhhI/AAAAAAAAACk/SdLl60jYLao/s72-c/orange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-1498104179089020195</id><published>2009-04-26T15:57:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:05:37.586+07:00</updated><title type='text'>views</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfQi6mWfghI/AAAAAAAAACc/2-_FNVg8iw4/s1600-h/NaRZiz014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328922649208783378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfQi6mWfghI/AAAAAAAAACc/2-_FNVg8iw4/s320/NaRZiz014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfQi6hIVa2I/AAAAAAAAACU/4jN9LMUnSjY/s1600-h/NaRZiz005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328922647807224674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfQi6hIVa2I/AAAAAAAAACU/4jN9LMUnSjY/s320/NaRZiz005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfQi6bzH9OI/AAAAAAAAACM/PjN77Ht7-ss/s1600-h/NaRZiz012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328922646376084706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfQi6bzH9OI/AAAAAAAAACM/PjN77Ht7-ss/s320/NaRZiz012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfQi6SKS3mI/AAAAAAAAACE/h-QpRwYcF6o/s1600-h/NaRZiz000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328922643788914274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfQi6SKS3mI/AAAAAAAAACE/h-QpRwYcF6o/s320/NaRZiz000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these photos are taken when i was still in Gorontalo (when i was junior high student, when i still had much spare time). the view was good but my phone camera didn't support them to look better (i used a VGA phone camera, jadul).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually there are lots of amaazing views you can see in Gorontalo. also along the road of Gorontalo-Manado. you can see the green hill and bluish ocean. just prepare your body fit and don't forget the pil cz you'll be shaken during the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6415919330561488475-1498104179089020195?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/1498104179089020195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/04/views.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1498104179089020195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/1498104179089020195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/04/views.html' title='views'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/SfQi6mWfghI/AAAAAAAAACc/2-_FNVg8iw4/s72-c/NaRZiz014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-4764701463736177781</id><published>2009-04-20T18:04:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:55:10.863+07:00</updated><title type='text'>me, alone</title><content type='html'>loneliness is sitting next to me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel there's a barrier keeps me inside. out of everyone's touch (haiyah)&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes i just don't believe there's something called friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s : i failed in the selection. hopefully physics team will do better next year. amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-4764701463736177781?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/4764701463736177781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/4764701463736177781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/4764701463736177781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-alone.html' title='me, alone'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-698901973569147220</id><published>2009-04-11T14:53:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:15:09.191+07:00</updated><title type='text'>poems~</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;titik-titik embun &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;masih tertidur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bermimpi dalam peluk rerumputan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;matahari,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jangan bangunkan titik embun saat ini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;biar mereka di sini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sampai nanti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kau pernah bercerita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tentang sahabat masa kecilmu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tentang sebuah bintang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;menyendiri di tengah peluk malam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"sama sepertiku," katamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ia pergi dari gemerlap rasi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;demi menjelajah angan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;menyelami pekatnya langit malam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ribuan khayal tlah ditelusuri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mimpi-mimpi terliar sekalipun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teman sesama petualang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kau dan bintang kecilmu itu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these poems were created instantly by my imaginary feeling. the poems were walking across my mind and i caught it and then i wrote for my blog post. jadi ngga kepikiran diksinya bagus apa ngga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-698901973569147220?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/698901973569147220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/04/poems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/698901973569147220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/698901973569147220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/04/poems.html' title='poems~'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-6172061098362332323</id><published>2009-04-10T11:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:53:27.736+07:00</updated><title type='text'>skipping classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;skipping class is the best hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on wednesday i had 2 hours lessons only, and the rest day i was in physics exercise ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;actually it was the same day like my routine days, the same feeling of 'cape', but yesterday i had more pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the selection is just 4 days from now and i haven't done any good job in doing the questions. a bit nervous and again, pessimistic. i really don't know how to face my teacher if i totally failed in the test T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after 2 hours learning chemistry with my homeroom teacher and a little bit confused by the hidro-carbon-compounds-and-anything-about-the-poisonous-carbon, i left the class and join with my friends to have physics exercise. i said good bye to my classmates (hahaha sounds like i'll leave for a long time) and asked them to inform me about tasks given later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and so, my friends and I, and my teacher, had 3 hours cold-like-in-refrigerator-exercise in physics laboratory (it felt like in ice age, i guessed). we missed the 1st break time huhuhu. i ate my lunch in the quiet coridor. zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we then went to the library and waiting to continue the exercise. my teacher asked us to keep reading and doing the questions by ourselves, but we thought that a joke might be a good idea :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the 2nd break time. my teacher came again. my friends were shalat and i was asked to call them back. i went to biology lab (where my friends should be) and met X4's and an X3. They said i must stay to talk about biopori holes project (argh). it meant i have to work with trash cans and EVERYTHING inside it. EVERYTHING people had thrown into the cans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fortunately, i was saved by the pressence of my friends that informed about the exercise hahaha. i said good bye to my biopori friends (we've got a brand new name) happily and back to the exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the last 2 hours lesson in the day. my teacher asked me to follow X4's physics class. how come an X3 can be in X4's class? it was me. don't care lah. my friends and i got some questions while another X4 were watching a horor film. zzzzz. we studied among the screams and jokes and the horor of the film. we were trying to focused. i used my jacket to blocked my eyes from glancing to the film screen. but we failed. we watched the movie all together hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the lamps were still turned off and X4s were very serious watched it. like it or not, you'll be anxious what will happen to the actors of the film. actually i quite like to left the class and pretend that i've never watched it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeah i finally went out of the class cz i had a course waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and my tiring day ended by the noise of ojek's motorcycle that saw me off in front of my home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415919330561488475-6172061098362332323?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/6172061098362332323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/04/skipping-classes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6172061098362332323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6172061098362332323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/04/skipping-classes.html' title='skipping classes'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415919330561488475.post-6863191145907167059</id><published>2009-04-01T19:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:43:30.785+07:00</updated><title type='text'>pessimistic</title><content type='html'>everything starts to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemaren gue sempet &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIVE UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you know, you know. bukan tentang skolah sih yang jelas. pokonya tentang itu deh lah ngga perlu dibahas lagi haha.&lt;br /&gt;dan akhirnya gue sekarang ada di tengah &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;"kesibukan"&lt;/span&gt; (cailah) nyiapin buat seleksi osn. i wish i had got more experience when i was in junior high ;(&lt;br /&gt;nyesel emang sih gue dulu bandel banget diomongin suruh ikut pembinaan. lumayan keteter nih skarang. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lack of idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi tuh critanya gue udah ngga mikirin satu masalah, eh dateng masalah lain yang nyamperin. hadu haduu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guru gue optimis sih kalo gue sama yang lain langsung bisa dapet posisi yang enak di penyisihan awal nanti (walopun kita-kita ini masih &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hijauu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue sendiri malah pesimis (_ _)"&lt;br /&gt;slaen karena gue emang ngga pe-de-an, gue rasa nalar gue ngga berkembang sejauh apa yang mestinya gue punya hiks. guru gue uda nyemangatin segala rupa sama kita sih, tapi gue tetep aja &lt;strong&gt;ngga bisa&lt;/strong&gt; se-optimis guru gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hh... just hope that i can do the best in the exact time lah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;p.s penyakit teledor gue makin kambuh, ulangan jelek mulu :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="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/6415919330561488475-6863191145907167059?l=caesian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/feeds/6863191145907167059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/04/pessimistic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6863191145907167059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415919330561488475/posts/default/6863191145907167059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caesian.blogspot.com/2009/04/pessimistic.html' title='pessimistic'/><author><name>pipit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438195890330863435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VvXZsjbjjY4/Sxi8ujyo94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-K03w6Cf1UM/S220/240920091458.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
