<?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-9174062717931575769</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:09:45.710+07:00</updated><category term='comfortness'/><category term='encourage'/><category term='reflection'/><category term='brotherhood'/><category term='emotion'/><category term='gardep'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='first time'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='experience'/><category term='sisterhood'/><category term='performance'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='bad time'/><category term='lifetime'/><title type='text'>What's Inside Mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-4376333651745764863</id><published>2011-11-13T08:24:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T12:07:10.087+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be Dead Watching "The Walking Dead"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HELP ME. Cause I've been too intoxicated about The Walking Dead series. Why would I say that I'll be dead watching The Walking Dead? Yeah you know, I watch it online for the whole day, I skip meals, I forget to take shower, I forget to maintain my CV and resume (yes I am in pursue to get a new job since my contract in IATA is seemly not renewable), anything. I just sit in front of my pc, waiting for the video to be fully buffered, set the volume up and watch it. I hate the fact that the current season (it reaches S3 E4 if I'm not mistaken) is not yet available in the net. Because I definitely always missed its airing each Friday night on Starmovies, I felt asleep before it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You may say that there are too many movies with zombie as a story line. And unlike any other horror movie, I prefer zombie cause it won't make me having nightmares. Yes, I used to have nightmare when I watched Boogeyman, even Wrong Turn. But I don't really believe that zombie could be real, so ...... let's just say that I never dreamed about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It still makes me wonder if the world's extinction were caused by people turning into zombie. I'd be one of the last men stand, I have to watched my loved ones become zombie, what other choice left beside knock them down and shoot on the head? Would I got the guts to do so or the love I had for them was too much I couldn't even pull a gun trigger. Mm, tough question, I cannot answer based only imagination. I could think that I would to that but when it comes to reality, I'm not sure that I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, what I like about the movie is its drama. Yes, this could be a zombie movie, but I look for its drama, besides its costumes and make ups (big applause for it). A bit different from other series, it contains not more than six episodes per season which preventing you from getting bored. They (the makers) didn't let us to stuck to only one or two story plots in an episode. It vary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh well, the video is now fully buffered. I gotta go back to blogging later after I finish it. Worth an hour waiting that I already exceeded 72 mins permitted to watch the video. So, attaboy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-4376333651745764863?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/4376333651745764863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/11/ill-be-dead-watching-walking-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4376333651745764863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4376333651745764863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/11/ill-be-dead-watching-walking-dead.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Dead Watching &quot;The Walking Dead&quot;'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-3302744113191455762</id><published>2011-11-08T11:22:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:39:28.665+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Crave for Mayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi! Apologize that my blog seems full of my too-easy-to-get-captivated mind. To be frank I'm not a type of person who adores certain people because I am too afraid to let down if those people disappointing. I mean, they can't be your idol anymore from then. But as an exception, I have to admit that Mayer Hawthorne, James Franco, Cillian Murphy, and John Malkovich are my idols. Always will be. They're even inspiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I talked about them many (respectively in previous posts) but let's this time get started with Mayer &lt;b&gt;(again!)&lt;/b&gt;. Mayer comes back with his second album, The Walk. Check his new &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gmfcYli6vV4&amp;amp;ob=av2e&amp;amp;noredirect=1"&gt;video.&lt;/a&gt; Beware that's not edited version, mind of kids around you if you are watching in Starbucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-xOXV3J6nU/TrizzWAsdsI/AAAAAAAAAHc/owgSnlYw6QM/s200/The%2BWalk.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672481425336334018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 82px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mm, at first I thought it was with a touch of Mr. And Mrs. Smith, that kinda bored me a bit. But I like him so I continued watching the video, it is not that bad. They made it in silly way because in shoot bang bang scene they (Mayer and the girl) targeted unusual spot like shoulder, even butts, and they keep running yet chasing each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the video I search the lyric and I can't be more amused. Hahahaha he worked it in cool way as always. I like the phrase &lt;i&gt;"So long you did me wrong" &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;"You can walk those high heels baby right out of my life" &lt;/i&gt;He successfully made this actually-a-sad-song into groovy smooth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Funny how I just knew his latest album is out now. Perhaps I should check Ak'sara soon to get it. Mayer's music is much like soul yet jazzy (blame my reference, in brief I'd say only two kind of music, one is good, other is better. I'd say Mayer's better). It's like listening to radio in late 60s or early 70s, I hasn't even born yet, maybe mom and dad haven't met each other. I once saw in Youtube comment, I forgot which video, could be How Do You Do,  a 60ish (grandpa) man commented how rare he could be able to listen to this kinda music again, even dance with it. It's like coming back to his young age and he can't help not to shed tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah well, there was one time that I'd regret myself cause I missed his show in Jakarta on early 2011. Shouldn't be that regretful cause the show was in a cafe, well it's indoor. Mayer must have performed his music as DJ (smartypants) not with the full band, The County. His outdoor show must be cooler as I watch on Youtube. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's one thing to argue, if God does exist, I think He can't let me die soon before I watch Mayer's show, it's a bucket list. People at work now start to like Mayer too as I play his songs all day long, hahahaha. Imagine mommies like Mayer's songs. Too cool huh. I bet their children's first lesson is how to dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, if you haven't listened to him, &lt;b&gt;try. &lt;/b&gt;I can guarantee that you won't desert it. It's a big masterpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-3302744113191455762?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/3302744113191455762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-crave-for-mayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3302744113191455762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3302744113191455762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-crave-for-mayer.html' title='I Crave for Mayer'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-xOXV3J6nU/TrizzWAsdsI/AAAAAAAAAHc/owgSnlYw6QM/s72-c/The%2BWalk.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-3694058399416828206</id><published>2011-05-12T20:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T03:38:30.409+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Karena sedang ada project menulis untuk buku refleksi alumni yang akan diterbitkan almamater &lt;a href="http://vanlith-mtl.sch.id/"&gt;SMA&lt;/a&gt;, gue diwajibkan menyumbang tulisan. Bingung juga sih mau nulis apa. Coba aja deh nulis satu kalimat, diterusin ke kalimat kedua, ketiga, eh keterusan jadi panjang. Hahahahaha! Mau tau apa yang gue tulis? Ini dia ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PS. Nanti kalo udah terbit, gue foto ya cyin bukunya. Boleh lho diapresiasi. Venti thanks! Muach :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;EH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Menulis adalah terapi yang baik dan saya percaya itu. Saya suka menulis. Saya selalu menulis. Tapi ketika diminta menulis refleksi lagi, saya panik. Bagaimana mungkin bisa menulis dengan baik untuk merefleksikan kematangan diri yang sudah menyentuh kepala dua ini? Apa&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;yang bisa saya bagi? Saya memang selalu menulis. Di blog, tumblr, twitter, atau sekedar jurnal pribadi. Bahasa gaulnya waktu sd sih, diary. Tapi &lt;s&gt;mayoritas, &lt;/s&gt;SELURUH tulisan saya pasti selalu berhubungan dengan Ari. Yep, dikarenakan kami yang tidak sama, walaupun Tuhan itu satu, terpaksa saya menyudahi hubungan dengan Ari. Berat sekali rasanya waktu itu. Pernah merasa begitu menyayangi dan yakin dengan seseorang, lantas kalian harus dipisahkan tiba-tiba? Menyayangi, seperti kalian menyayangi anggota keluarga. Ayah, ibu, adik, kakak. Yakin, seperti ketika kalian memilih presiden saat pemilu, lantas berharap pak presiden dapat melakukan hal-hal yang besar dan baik bagi kalian sebagai rakyat. Ketika sosok tersebut hilang, kalian goyah. Gamang. Hilang panutan. Itulah yang saya rasakan. Mungkin tidak dalam kasus presiden ya. Kalo itu sih ..... ups. Hehe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Entah karena rasa &lt;s&gt;sakit hati&lt;/s&gt;, kesedihan yang mendalam, saya begitu impulsif menuangkan apapun yang saya rasakan ke dalam tulisan. Harus saya akui, hal itu bekerja cukup baik. Saat galau, saya cukup menuliskan segala sesuatu, mencurahkan segenap emosi melalui tulisan, menangis kencang, lalu kemudian hilang. Lega. Walau hanya sementara. Jadi, salahkan perilaku impulsif saya, yang membuat isi blog, tumblr, maupun twitter saya kebanyakan mendayu-dayu tentang Ari.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Berbicara tentang impulsif, ada hal menarik yang saya temukan. Sebelumnya, bolehlah saya memberi sedikit penjelasan tentang impulsif. &lt;i&gt;Impulsif dapat dikatakan sebagai perilaku spontan berdasarkan stimulus tertentu.&lt;/i&gt; Ini adalah definisi saya pribadi, sebetulnya menggabungkan definisi dari berbagai sumber. Sebab inilah penjelasan yang paling pantas untuk menggambarkan impulsif itu sendiri.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dalam sebuah wawancara kerja, saya pernah dihadapkan pada pertanyaan, &lt;i&gt;“How do you express yourself? What are you really closed to?”&lt;/i&gt; Pertanyaan yang tricky. Saya sempat menjawab, &lt;i&gt;“I am a casual yet friendly person.”&lt;/i&gt; Pewawancara menolak. Ia mengatakan, &lt;i&gt;“No. Tell me something more specific about yourself. I mean if we talk about you, what would you say? What kind of person are you in daily?”&lt;/i&gt; (Maaf saya terpaksa menulis dalam bahasa Inggris supaya kalian bisa ikut merasakan ketegangan saya. Diberikan pertanyaan tajam, dalam bahasa Inggris pula. Bah!) Saat itu, saya tanpa berpikir lama-lama (salah satu ciri orang impulsif), menjawab dengan mantap. &lt;i&gt;“I am an impulsive person.”&lt;/i&gt; Selanjutnya, ia minta saya menjelaskan. Seperti yang saya katakan, orang impulsif adalah orang yang spontan, yang melakukan sesuatu berdasarkan stimulus tertentu. Pewawancara manggut-manggut. Dia lantas bertanya, apakah itu artinya saya orang yang ceroboh? Saya menolak dengan tegas. Selain karena kata “ceroboh” itu bisa mengurangi nilai jual saya (namanya juga lagi interview kerjaan cyin, kalo kita ceroboh mana mau si boss itu meng-hire kita. Ya gak?), saya ingin meluruskan bahwa memang ada kondisi yang jelas, kapan kita tepat menggunakan kata ceroboh, kapan kita sebaiknya menggunakan kata impulsif.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Orang impulsif melakukan hal berdasarkan stimulus (dorongan) tertentu. Stimulus itu umumnya sangat mengganggu keseimbangan otak, membuat kami berpikir jauh, why if I do this? Why if I do that? Dan orang impulsif selalu gagal dalam mengabaikan stimulus tersebut. Mereka justru mengambil resiko mencoba melakukan sesuatu. Jika berhasil, maka itu pengalaman. Jika gagal, itu dapat menjadi pelajaran. Berbeda dengan orang ceroboh, mereka melakukan sesuatu bukan berdasarkan stimulus tertentu. Dan umumnya menemui ketidakberuntungan. Makanya, kata “ceroboh” itu terkesan negatif. Bukan begitu teman?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Begini, daripada bingung memahami, apalagi saya banyak memakai kata stimulus. Apa itu? Saudaranya tikus? Atau kakus? Saya akan memberikan satu ilustrasi sikap impulsif saya (calon boss itu kebetulan juga bertanya demikian). Suatu ketika saya sangat ingin melakukan perjalanan ke Bali. Berhubung saya memiliki saudara di sana, saya sering sekali kesana. Sayangnya, saya selalu kesana melalui jalur udara. Tidak pernah melalui jalur darat. Lantas saya berpikir, bagaimana rasanya ya ke Bali melalui jalur darat? Toh banyak pula penawaran jasa transportasi yang mencapai Bali dari Pulau Jawa melalui darat. Ditambah keadaan liburan akhir tahun di mana tiket pesawat mungkin bisa membunuhmu (harganya mencekik). Saya memutuskan mencari tahu informasi perjalanan ke Bali dari Yogyakarta melalui jalur darat. Alih-alih ingin merasakan sensasi backpacker, saya mencoba menggunakan alternatif dengan kereta, dilanjutkan kapal ferry, lalu bis. Ternyata memang benar, banyak jalan menuju Bali. Tidak hanya Roma, bung. Semakin banyak informasi yang saya peroleh, semakin gatal kepala saya untuk merealisasikan rencana tersebut. Ada begitu banyak bekal informasi yang bisa saya gunakan untuk menempuh perjalanan darat ke Bali. Lantas, mengapa tidak dipakai? Singkat kata, seminggu saya mengumpulkan informasi, sehari kemudian saya sudah di dalam kereta bisnis menuju Surabaya. Rencananya transit, dilanjutkan kereta bisnis ke Banyuwangi, dan menyeberangi Selat Bali dengan kapal ferry. Emosi saya begitu meluap-luap, menjelma menjadi semangat, yang membuat saya sedikit lupa akan unsur-unsur mengenai keselamatan atau kenyamanan. Santai saja, toh saya pergi dengan sepupu laki-laki.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Stimulus ini spesifik. Semakin banyak cerita kesuksesan orang yang menempuh jalur darat ke Bali, membuat saya penasaran mengapa saya tidak mencoba? Saya harus bisa seperti mereka. Menimbang-nimbang, takut, atau bahkan menunda &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;tidak ada&lt;/b&gt; di kamus saya. Sebab saya tidak ingin menghabiskan waktu untuk bermuram durja, bertanya-tanya, seandainya saya waktu itu tidak jadi backpacking ke Bali. Saya tidak ingin menyesali segala sesuatu karena tidak mencobanya, lalu seumur hidup tumbuh bersama rasa penasaran.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Untuk beberapa saat, saya meyakini bahwa impulsif adalah lebih tinggi kastanya terutama bila dibandingkan dengan “ceroboh.” Saya melihat perilaku impulsif sebagai sebuah kekuatan, a strength. Saya adalah pemberani. Tapi siapa sangka, kekuatan yang tidak dikelola dengan baik, ternyata bisa mendatangkan kerugian. Perilaku impulsif membuat saya seringkali kurang sabar dalam membaca tanda-tanda, kapan stimulus tersebut sudah cukup menjadi dasar untuk melakukan sesuatu. Saat ini, saya sedang mengalami hal tersebut. Cukup membuat terpuruk, tapi saya tidak akan membagikan kisah tersebut di sini. Berhubungan dengan pekerjaan sih, dan saya masih mengharap-harap. Takutnya pamali kalo diumbar-umbar. Maaf ya cyin.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Saya menyesal karena tidak cukup sabar menunggu. Padahal tanda-tanda itu ada di sana. Terlalu takut melewatkan kesempatan, saya malah hampir menyia-nyiakan kesempatan emas. Saya harap itu tidak akan terjadi ya. Tolong doakan ya teman-teman.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Eh, kayaknya tulisan saya sudah panjang ya? Cukup ngelantur juga. Padahal katanya bingung mau nulis yang lain selain Ari. Ini nih, orang impulsif. Apa saja yang ada di otaknya, dimuntahkan. Hidup orang impulsif memang tanpa pattern. Selalu dinamis seperti air.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kalau boleh merangkum tulisan liar di atas, sebenarnya kita dapat menilai diri kita dengan kata tertentu, entah kata benda, kata kerja, kata sifat. Kebetulan kata yang saya pilih adalah kata sifat. Tidak mau ah, menilai diri dengan kata benda. Masa nanti ngaku-ngaku, saya seperti kupu-kupu. Indah. Bwek!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Adapun &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kata yang merefleksikan diri kita tersebut mampu menggambarkan kita dengan baik, ketika kita menjadi sosok yang baik maupun sosok yang buruk. Kata tersebut memberikan arti ganda bagi kepribadian kita, dalam cara menguntungkan atau merugikan. Sebab selayaknya semua manusia, mereka pasti memiliki dua sisi. Keduanya selalu muncul dalam setiap peristiwa kehidupan. Entah mana yang akhirnya dominan, kamu sendiri yang putuskan. Itulah intinya belajar. Cobalah semua, lantas pilih mau jadi apa dirimu nanti. Tentunya yang paling baik ya. Saya merasa bahwa sebaiknya perilaku impulsif ini dikelola supaya akhirnya menguntungkan saya, di mana saya bisa menjajal setiap kesempatan baik yang datang ke dalam hidup saya. Di saat tua nanti, tentu banyak pelajaran yang saya petik. Dan benar saja, saya tidak akan menyesal tidak mencoba A, B, C, dst. Begitulah...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Eh, jadi apa &lt;b&gt;“kata”&lt;/b&gt; mu? &lt;i&gt;How do you express yourself best in one word?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-3694058399416828206?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/3694058399416828206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/05/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3694058399416828206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3694058399416828206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/05/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-3412909707495121340</id><published>2011-05-03T12:27:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T13:26:41.992+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Diseases</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Holla! Back to blogging, I should write something good. Let me start it with Sleeping Diseases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Creepy one, huh. Noooooo I don't mean to frighten you. Here are some stuffs you should know about sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course people needs to get sleep. Normally, we take 2/3 of our 24 hours per day to sleep, which scientists called a proper sleep. While sleeping, our body get rest a little while, after being used whole day. Everyone got different habits while sleeping. Some needs a prominent yet cozy place to sleep such as king size mattress, goose feather stuffed pillows, anything nice to provide a pleasant sleep. For the unfortunates, sleeping could be a luxury which is good enough to afford. Those nice sleeping materials don't really matter though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's so funny, couple weeks ago I read on Twitter, there was a debate, arguing about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Insomnia"&gt;Insomnia&lt;/a&gt;. As you may know in brief, insomnia is a state when you find difficulties just to fall asleep or even stay asleep. What is interesting about that is several people; whom I really know always stay up late and still tweeting, objected the term of "insomnia" being used by everyone who stay up late, or let's say, sleep late. Those true insomniacs, if I might call them that way, found it unpleasant to share their insomnia disorder as a trend. That people who stay up late and still tweeting is insomniac. Insomniac is the new trend because like the city that never sleeps, Jakarta, so does the people who never sleeps, they're as hyped as this capital city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to agree those insomniacs, because as you may see from any explanations about insomnia, it is such a disorder which can refer to a mental illness. If you consider it once, are you happy being called as a mental disorder or retard? No way. But hey, actually insomnia may refer to that state if it happens for such a long time. And yes, staying up till midnight then sleep late, which continued by wake up late another day is not an insomnia! You're just a fool who don't maintain a well time planning. If you're truly an insomniac, you wouldn't be happy about that. You'd feel hopelessly want to fall asleep even just for an hour. Pathetic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I once had this insomnia disorder. You know what, the worst was that I couldn't fall asleep for almost six days! I used Xanax on the sixth, then luckily I fell asleep the next day for 8 hours. Crazy dude, 500 mg of Xanax can make you sleep for 18-24 hours and I just got its 1/3. But actually those tranquilizers are not really helping because it basically increases your heartbeat and you become alert. You're not going to find a peaceful state. Blame my heartbroken then. Now I'm better that I am no longer an insomniac but still hardly to get sleep early, before 11 pm as suggested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other disease that you should know is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_apnea"&gt;sleep apnea&lt;/a&gt;, or popular as snoring. Hahahahaha. This one, I don't really have a better explanation cause I've never been into this. Even my dad's rarely snoring, can count it in the last 10 years. Let's go to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis"&gt;sleep paralysis&lt;/a&gt;. This one is true creepy. Several myths around the world related this sleep paralysis to supernatural power. Shortly, it is a state when you're entering your REM (rapid eye movement) and having dream, but your brain and neurons are not synchronized. On your REM, your brain alerts body to make movements but your neurons are in composed so they're not ready yet to follow the instructions from the brain. You may feel like something's leaning on you. Folklores around the world associated this sleep paralysis with supernatural powers, alien abduction, and many more. It's because people who experience this also having a nightmare. Some scientists believe that this nightmare caused from unfinished dream happened while a sleep paralysis person was being forced to wake up and shocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are more about sleeping diseases like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleepwalking"&gt;sleepwalking&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_deprivation"&gt;sleep deprivation&lt;/a&gt;, and etc. Not as creepy as those mentions before but still can cause some mental illness. All I can say is lucky to you who can afford sucha proper sleep, 7-8 hours per day, no late than 11 pm. Because enough sleep is one of the success key to have a healthy body. And for those who suffered any sleeping diseases, that has been occurred for a long time, maybe you should meet a psychiatric. I tell you, you need help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can only fall asleep in a very dark room. But yet, while having insomnia, a (super) dark room couldn't help me that much. That's why I realized I had this illness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-3412909707495121340?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/3412909707495121340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/05/sleeping-diseases.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3412909707495121340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3412909707495121340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/05/sleeping-diseases.html' title='Sleeping Diseases'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-580241805163012488</id><published>2011-03-26T22:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:31:52.841+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sudahkah kalian berpartisipasi di acara Earth Hour 2011?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Well, rarely in my life that I'd missed a chance to participate in Earth Hour since its first inception in Indonesia at 2009. Yep, walopun Earth Hour pertama kali diluncurkan WWF pada tahun 2007 tapi program ini baru diadaptasi Indonesia sekitar tahun 2009. Program ini mengajak semua orang untuk mematikan listrik selama satu jam saja, supaya bumi dikasi kesempatan utk sedikit "bernapas" karena udah terlalu sering diterpa panas listrik yang kita pakai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Biasanya gue selalu inget kalo Earth Hour, terutama pas di Jogja. Tapi kali ini, udah balik ke Jakarta kok malah zonk. Haahahaha. Kalo gak diingetin temen gue, &lt;a href="http://midnightfever.tumblr.com/"&gt;Cone,&lt;/a&gt; tadi siang kayanya gue bakal absen deh. Mm sebetulnya gak juga sih, karna di rumah juga ada &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/laurensiaimce"&gt;adek gue&lt;/a&gt; yang concern banget sama urusan beginian. Maklum, anak itu kebanyakan aktif di organisasi sosial, jadi hal2 yang kaya gini udah jadi makanan dia sehari-hari deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anyway, di tengah-tengah gelap, sendirian, galau dong ya gue pasti. Inget terakhir Earth Hour di Jogja. Sengaja pulang cepet karna gue sama Ari mau Earth Hour di kosan dia. Ari yang (kayanya) gak biasa ikutan, (terpaksa) ikutan deh. Eh entah kenapa, Earth Hour itu selalu jatoh hari Sabtu deh ya. Waktu itu juga kayanya. Bukannya jalan2 malem minggu, kita malah sepakat dirumah aja gitu. Diem. Ngobrol2 becanda ketawa2, aah kalo inget sih seruuuu ya :( Padahal anak kosan dia masi banyak yang dengan cueknya tetep nyalain listrik. Haahahaha kentang abis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Yang jelas, gue masi inget banget gimana Earth Hour 2010 itu gue lewatin. Seru sih, karna ketika gelap2 gitu lo ngobrol, serius tapi santainya dapet deh. Gue rasa Earth Hour bisa dimanfaatin sebagai salah satu momen untuk mendekatkan diri dengan orang2 tersayang deh. Lo bayangin aja deh itu sejam gelap, gaada kerjaan, gamungkin juga main hape melulu, mau gak mau ya elo bakal ngobrol sama orang yang ada di deket lo kan? Kalo ada orang di deket lo. Kalo gak adaaaaaa, ngobrol aja samaaaaaaa ......... Haha gak deng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Earth Hour 2011 beda banget sih rasanya. Sendirian, sepi, gelap, galau. Semoga Earth Hour 2012 kerasa lebih enak deh ya. Okelah, keep up the good work then. See ya at Earth Hour 2012!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anyway, ada banyak cara lho untuk partisipasi dalam upaya penyelamatan bumi. Baru2 ini gue aktif di Greenpeace Indonesia, sebagai donatur sih. Kepengen jadi aktivis tapi kayanya usia udh ga memungkinkan. Coba deh ikutan partisipasi di sejumlah NGO ato Non Profit Organizations gitu, paling gampang emang jadi donatur ato anggota sukarela yang rajin bantu mereka signed up buat petisi. Banyak banget lho, ada WWF Indonesia, WALHI, Greenpeace Indonesia, ato yang lainnya. Gue sendiri setelah ikutan Greenpeace ini pengen banget nyoba buat adopsi anak utan Kalimantan. Caranya adalah mengirimkan donasi untuk membantu biaya perawatan mereka di pusat rehabilitasi sebelom dikembalikan ke alam bebas. Sayang, biayanya mahal, dan untuk orang jobless kaya gue, kok kayanya masi belom pantes ya ikutan hehe. Nanti kalo udah ikut gue kasitau deh ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-580241805163012488?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/580241805163012488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/03/earth-hour-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/580241805163012488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/580241805163012488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/03/earth-hour-2011.html' title='Earth Hour 2011'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-8165089799039756560</id><published>2011-03-24T16:19:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T16:44:18.085+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newton Faulkner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Holla. I am back with one review. Not the fresh one, but I hope you guys haven't heard about him so I am not really really that out of date. Hihihi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/newtonfaulkner"&gt;Newton Faulkner&lt;/a&gt; is an English musician. He is well known for his guitar playing style, which involves rhythmically tapping and hitting the guitar's body, also a finger-picking. His very first music career was making a sound for the game TrackMania Sunrise called Take Back. Though he has released few albums since 2007, even the latest album came out on 2009, I just knew him from the movie, Morning Glory, which included one of Faulkner's song called Gone in the Morning. You should listen to the song. See why he is very famous with that guitar's body tapping. Energizing tho'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So I see, many of great musicians come from England. Wish I could continue my post graduate study there so I might be able to attend their concerts or even the Woodstock! Many concerts that I wish to be able to attend are Mayer Hawthorne's, James Kakande's, and Faulkner's. You see I am an impulsive. Whenever I like something, I will like it a lot and repeating it like everyday. I haven't told you about James Kakande, right? Should spend some time writing of him then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wondering how Faulkner looks like? Here is one picture that I grabbed from the net. See, he got that dreadlocks but with the pale skin. Reminds us of Marley huh? The look and the way he plays guitar tho'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ0nlHY5NRs/TYsP_EmuhMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gTIIdOtS64s/s200/Newton%2BFaulkner.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587577338925581506" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I checked his Myspace and found out that his upcoming events will be held on England (yeah of course. Where else'd you hope it'll be?) Argh. If somebody were generous enough to buy me return tickets to England. Ha ha ha. Who would?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Although there are several singles provided, I like Gone in the Morning better than other songs like Dream Catch Me, I Need Something. Because it sounds more ear-catchy and the guitar's body tapping is very clear. Give it a shot and let me know what do you think of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well then, you should try watching &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1126618/"&gt;Morning Glory&lt;/a&gt;, starred Rachel McAdams, Patrick Wilson, Harrison Ford, and Diane Keaton. I like McAdams a lot. Impart from that, the soundtrack is beautiful, supported by Joss Stone, Natasha Bedingfield, etc (Well Stone and Bedingfield are also my fave! I seemly have a lot of idols huh). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That's all for now. Enjoy the new music and movie I'm bringing to you. Nice days!&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/9174062717931575769-8165089799039756560?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/8165089799039756560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/03/newton-faulkner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8165089799039756560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8165089799039756560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/03/newton-faulkner.html' title='Newton Faulkner'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ0nlHY5NRs/TYsP_EmuhMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gTIIdOtS64s/s72-c/Newton%2BFaulkner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-2802843450869137431</id><published>2011-03-08T11:58:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:07:48.098+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Customized</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each and every month since September 2010, I always have this bizzare moment when I tremendously missing harry and I got no idea what to do. Fool huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You just don't easily meet somebody nice. You just don't easily find somebody who fits you in perfectly. You just don't seem to have a match in a nick of time. I got those easily though. I just don't find it easy to keep going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Harry customized my needs, what I like, what I want, what I need. I was simpler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Now I think of nothing but harry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why would you miss somebody who doesn't care? You just care for them too much, or you're just fool enough not seeing the signs?&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/9174062717931575769-2802843450869137431?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/2802843450869137431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/03/customized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2802843450869137431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2802843450869137431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/03/customized.html' title='Customized'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-2327561615474540454</id><published>2011-02-13T00:27:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T00:58:05.149+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Make Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Holla! I can't really recall the last time I wrote in blog. Anw, you shd congrats me cause I'm already a bachelor of Communication Studies. Yuhuuu finally. So you can see it now why I was so so disconnected from the net for quite a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now I'm already back to Jakarta, taking a job as marketing executive at an event organizer while I'm trying to pursue another job. Mom doesn't really think that working at an event organizer is good for the future. People at an event organizer could be so busy like bee, sure that is not something my mom wished for me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Soooooo what am I up to? See the title, lets make love? Hehe actually it is a song from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fourplay"&gt;Fourplay&lt;/a&gt;, they're coming to Indonesia on Java Jazz 2011. That song is really heartwarming, I once tweeted it like "Sounds like Let's Make Love by Fourplay is quite decent assisting a foreplay." You don't wanna know how many retweets or replies I got ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was so in prepared for Java Jazz 2011 cause I might only got one day available to watch the show. I am arranged to handle an event that will be held on March, 6th, 2011. And Java Jazz is gonna be held on March, 4th-6th, 2011. Not so lucky huh. And then, in the nick of leisure time, I continue my old habit in watching dvds. I hv watched Love and the Other Drugs, which reminded me of Harry so suddenly. And also 127 Hours. Okay, you can see that I am a big big fan of James Franco. And that movie made me fall even more for him. It was cool, though it's like 80% of the movie was showing (only) him. The scene when Aron suck his softlens bcs of the thirst was total gaping.  Then, I am about to watch The Perfect Getaway, I will tell you later yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Life is flat now, I just do my daily routine like go for work, enjoy weekend with nice food and dvds, so on. Haven't met any new guy, I hope he's right at the corner of the road. Though I have took a tarot reading session with Momo, a tarot reader, in Jogja. She said that I'm not gonna have a marriage in the next 7-8 years (it's like I'm 30ish ohmygoat). I still wish that somebody new could come and soon make me forget about Harry. I believe in soulmate, that we can, we should marry our soulmates. But for me, that man cannot be Harry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P.S. Actually it's Harry that I missed when I wrote this and listening to Let's Make Love repeatedly by now. Poor.&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/9174062717931575769-2327561615474540454?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/2327561615474540454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/02/lets-make-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2327561615474540454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2327561615474540454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2011/02/lets-make-love.html' title='Let&apos;s Make Love'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-379866785275493606</id><published>2010-12-18T01:02:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:00:03.674+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girls. Have you watched Serendipity movie by John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale? You must be kidding me if you haven't. Well, who doesn't like that movie. Sucha warm love story yet down to earth plot. Simple. Decent. Took set on Christmas time, this movie is surely a good companion for your holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is that Serendipity cafe for real? If it's real then someday I need to get there and see it in person. Should have a try on that ice cream menu Kate's enjoying in the movie. The word "serendipity" inspires me much then. Well, in shortly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;serendipity&lt;/span&gt; is a fortune, sucha good luck moment, if I could complete it, happens accidentally. I always wonder how will I get my serendipity. When. Where. With whom. What am I gonna wear that time. Etc. Just a bunch of imaginations. Like daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never really got into such an accident, which brought me into happiness, just like the movie did tell. I get very pessimistic then, that thing only happens in a movie, or fairy tile. Life is much harder, love is more complicated. Until I had this certain moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Wednesday, I went for a supper and had karaoke night with friends. On the way to the karaoke after we finished eating, we passed a 24 hrs drugstore. That time I saw it clearly, Harry's car parked just right at the corner of that place. I never forget the plate, the stickers, and I asked my friend to slow her car down, being numb for a moment, eyes staring at the drugstore, did my best opting out for him. I saw his friend there, outside. Smoking. Couldn't be wrong, there must be my old idiot human inside. I took a few minutes to consider, whether I should go back or not. I really wanna see him (It is my bad habit. I keep on yearning for Harry) and just wanted to check out his reaction if he did see me in front of him. He's been sending me emails days before, but then I cut it off. Well, cause it bothered my mind. Which I regret later. I cover my pain by blocking him away. But then I feel tremendously suffered from missing him. Besides, I'm gonna leave Jogja for good, soon. That might be the last chance to see him :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So then I asked my friend to turn around, got back to the drugstore. I really wish that we would have a chance to meet. I was feeling like creating my serendipity moment. Since it wasn't a Hollywood movie, you can guess the rest of the story. It went sucha tragedy. When I arrived, he just got away. I saw his car going right in front me but I'm sure, he didn't get the chance to see me. To know that I was there. I got paralyzed for a moment. Then my friend said that if I didn't get the chance to meet him by that time, then it wasn't my destiny. People can't control their destiny. It is God's conspiracy with the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got it. That was not a serendipity. That was a destiny. "God had showed me that the time's inaproppiate for us to be met. Perhaps it's true what Harry last said on the email, see you in another life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I see, people can't manipulate fate. No matter how hard I try to cheat destiny, I failed at the end. Serendipity doesn't work that way ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:(&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/9174062717931575769-379866785275493606?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/379866785275493606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/12/serendipity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/379866785275493606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/379866785275493606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/12/serendipity.html' title='Serendipity'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-301197786600027167</id><published>2010-12-12T21:49:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:05:55.185+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Nyaam. I miss this kinda food. The last time I ate it is ..... more than 3 months I even cannot recall it. I got no partner to enjoy it with my old habit, wacky. How did I enjoy it anyways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;            &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TQThO6NjT9I/AAAAAAAAAGI/CvDZYDpYUEE/s320/franchise-snack-jagung-150x150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well my advice about that is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyy too good to enjoy it at the movie theater. Especially when you're watching 3D movie. Hahahahaha. The dark studio, and special surround sound, with a little bang bang here and there, believe me it is really hard to multiple your attention. Whether you'd concentrate on the movie, or enjoying your cup corn. Until it spilled out at places, dirt your shirts, and you just laugh it loud, how could you be that moron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TQThg6UkipI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IH7J5m-9rxU/s200/12-06-09-0100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry for the stupid suggestion. Actually it was invented by idiot human of mine. Favorite one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-301197786600027167?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/301197786600027167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/301197786600027167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/301197786600027167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-way.html' title='Best Way'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TQThO6NjT9I/AAAAAAAAAGI/CvDZYDpYUEE/s72-c/franchise-snack-jagung-150x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-5840702292582142739</id><published>2010-12-12T21:20:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:51:51.868+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vice Versa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(77, 77, 77); line-height: 18px; font-family:Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I like the phrase "vice versa." First read it from a book, I forgot the title, the story got several similarities with my plot. And I just got bugged with it again. The illustration is ..... (copied from my Tumblr).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don’t easily remember things, but I could remember the last song played when we hanged around. It’s Katy Perry’s Thinking of You. That might be an inkling, or it just told better about you in reversed mode. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When you’re with me you’re thinking of her, and vice versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You are so accustomed to, and repetitive. It happened, it’s happening, and perhaps it will still happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You never changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It is like you do certain things in A way, but it works the same as if you put it in B way. Only the objects that is different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Same way, different people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; How do we deal w/ this kinda person? Perhaps see you in another life  is right. I shouldn't see you twice in this fucked up world. The world cannot be more fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-5840702292582142739?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/5840702292582142739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/12/vice-versa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5840702292582142739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5840702292582142739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/12/vice-versa.html' title='Vice Versa'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-2360439145841352547</id><published>2010-12-02T17:34:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T18:08:33.784+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Good in Good Bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People say good bye at a farewell. Why would you say it "good bye", while there's nothing good in that? I actually prefer the term "see you when I see you." Two of my friends already left Jogja for good (Geez, you see how we call left for good when someone's leaving permanently and no coming back. Grr it's not good you know). See picture below, two friends that leaving are Listy and Kemas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TPd-EzB5ftI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gYa2NNoWyaw/s320/GILA.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546040087012802258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, we've been together for the last four years and over. Listy's like my first buddy at campus and Kemas used to be my ex for only one month. Hahaha stupid thing to do that time. But we end up as friend, good friend. We called this team as "Gila" (you may say Lunatic). I'll tell you the names, in order from left to right. Man in black, Irya. Gigantic chubby girl, Peppy. Girl in pink shirt and flowers is Listy. Next to Listy is Kemas. Girl in pink polkadot is me. The girl in black is Vera. The guy behind me and Vera is Andhy. There supposed to be eight of us, but the missing guy, Janjun, is somewhere out there. Hahaha no no. He's out of town. Later I'll update his picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What so funny about us is that we rarely speak much lately, whenever we hang out. But when we're separated, our Blackberry group is always busy. Posting silly pictures, insulting, throwing bad jokes, mostly slapsticks, asking to go out, and many more. Stupid how technology changed life and habit. But there's also one stupid thing to do, we usually fight for each other to have our favorite song played along the way while we go out. It mostly happens when we go out with Irya's car, cause his car has a player that can be connected through Ipods or phones, easy like plug and play. Some of us cheat to have our songs played twice, but some is okay just to have it played once. Hahaha. Miss it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, Listy and Kemas are the first ones who graduated from eight of us. They should be having a graduation day on November, but UGM cancelled it due to Merapi volcano. They came here just to take certificates and spent few days hanging out with us. When they had to leave this town, we arranged a surprise. None of us said able to drive them to the airport, but actually we have already waited for them there. Hehehehe. Yes, sweet things and surprises are our ability.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We rarely saw Kemas in tears, in contrary Listy is a maudlin baby. That day we saw him tearing, ah never thought this farewell would be that hard. We gave them those flowers, forced them to take pictures on the plane and at Soekarno Hatta airport right after they landed, then post it on Twitter. They made it of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Along the way back home, five of us (Irya, Peppy, me, Vera, and Andhy) stayed in silence. None of us even say any words. But suddenly Andhy said something. "Losing only two made a difference, quite a difference. Jogja is not the same anymore." We're drowned on our mind. Yes, Jogja is different now. I think it's the time, to get out. And finally get together again in Jakarta. Wait for us guys. See you when we see you in couple months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-2360439145841352547?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/2360439145841352547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-good-in-good-bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2360439145841352547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2360439145841352547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-good-in-good-bye.html' title='What&apos;s Good in Good Bye'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TPd-EzB5ftI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gYa2NNoWyaw/s72-c/GILA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-5355858395177016945</id><published>2010-11-12T19:36:00.012+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:24:01.940+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Strange Arrangement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Funny how the universe could conspire to put you into such a strange arrangement with something or someone. The idea of that caught my attention. I remember how I first met my &lt;a href="http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/05/r-r-dwi-sulistyowati.html"&gt;college bestfriend&lt;/a&gt;, it was such a strange arrangement then. I met her one night before student orientation days, at a mall. She was wearing something catchy that time, then I could easily notice her at campus on the next day. While actually, she was paying attention on me too at the mall (I forget why). So, as simple as a strange arrangement could be.&lt;br /&gt;My -currently in noticed- guy (read my previous post) posted something about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mayer_Hawthorne"&gt;Mayer Hawthorne&lt;/a&gt; so I googled it. Mayer is a singer, producer, songwriter, arranger, audio engineer, DJ, rapper, and multi-instrumentalist based in Los Angeles, CA. I found his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mayerhawthorne"&gt;Myspace,&lt;/a&gt; tried listening few songs then I fell in love for the second time in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TN03GH_MZOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZGjj2x-FKac/s1600/A_Strange_Arrangement-Mayer_Hawthorne_480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TN03GH_MZOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZGjj2x-FKac/s200/A_Strange_Arrangement-Mayer_Hawthorne_480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538643695098422498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was released on 2009, John Mayer even said “Best record of the year goes to Mayer Hawthorne" and many more good reviews. I think those people aren't overrating. This album is the best indie album I've ever heard. Some indie albums have to be not that ear catchy but this one is good. The music is nice, like an Oreo that is pretty easy to digest, and the most fun thing is that the lyric of each song seems connecting. Some of them suit me hahahaha. Each song use simple words and there's such a thick line you can see about the story behind it. Perhaps you'd like to check the tracklist, here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prelude&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Strange Arrangement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Just Ain't Gonna Work Out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Maybe So, Maybe No&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Your Easy Lovin' Ain't Pleasin' Nothin' &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; I Wish It Would Rain &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Make Her Mine &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; One Track Mind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Ills &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shiny &amp;amp; New &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Let Me Know &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Green Eyed Love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mayer is truly an artist, he plays music, composes some, DJ (I got his Twitter and he posted many pictures from his party crowds and it's awesomeeee), and he eats a lot :p (he called himself a phenomenal food eater).&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now lemme tell you some about the songs. My fave is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Ain't Gonna Work Out&lt;/span&gt;, told about a guy who broke up his girlfriend just because he wanted to (?) and yeah without any precise reason. Dang, so me. I think it is really sucks but he made it sound good. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Track Mind&lt;/span&gt; told about loving a material girl if I'm no wrong and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Easy Lovin' Ain't Pleasin' Nothin'&lt;/span&gt; told about a guy who fall in love with hooker (is it?). The sweetest line is found on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Wish It Would Rain&lt;/span&gt;, it goes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Well I wish that it would rain, heavy rain down from the sky, maybe then you wouldn't see the teardrops in my eyes"&lt;/span&gt; Suppa sweeettttt huh! His videos are good too. He used mannequins and beautiful girls in each video, like keeping it on a line story. Check "Just Ain't Gonna Work Out" video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pBKx8PyE5qQ"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; He likes to put a heart shaped vinyl on the video, I dunno why but it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I got all of his songs on Itunes (sorry Mayer, I was about to buy your cd but couldn't find it in Indonesia) and looking forward for his concert in Asia, Southeast Asia implied. Aaahh gonna be a loooong loooongg wait but it's okay perhaps I may be able to join his party hearty in the States. Hahaha. Well, have your ears pampered. Try listening it. Oh ya, I guess he has similarity with Andezzz a singer from Indonesia. So Indonesians, if you like Andezzz you'll heart Mayer two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS. I like "A strange arrangement" quote now. It tells much ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-5355858395177016945?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/5355858395177016945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/11/strange-arrangement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5355858395177016945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5355858395177016945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/11/strange-arrangement.html' title='A Strange Arrangement'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TN03GH_MZOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZGjj2x-FKac/s72-c/A_Strange_Arrangement-Mayer_Hawthorne_480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-4957798136373167197</id><published>2010-11-11T20:31:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:57:05.665+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Battery for Flashlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Holla people. How are you? Hope you're doin good cause I'm pretty well here. Tears are no longer coming, I believe they know they've been wasted for so long and it's time to stop. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;I just figured out that the man I adored a lot (on previous posts) is naturally a jerk. No need to explain it further, but yeah, I got my eyes opened, get over it and move on. Girls, moving on is the hardest part huh, after the break up which is already excruciating, a slap (of reality) suddenly wakened us that we gotta move on. It's hard, but not that hard if you find a new one. Ha ha ha. It's so natural I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found him, not the one like the new guy to get connected to, but yeah, just someone new and fresh to amuse me.  I'm not saying that I have a crush on him but yeah I like to know anything about him. Actually he's not that barely new, we went to the same junior high school. He's just too good, he's taking master program at States, after graduated from a privat university majoring Food Tech, smart of course, older than me cause he's a senior &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(important!)&lt;/span&gt;, piggy ass, chubby cheeks, fair skin (so my type), he goes to church (a bit religious he seems to be), he's just a man from my past. I talked to him quite much in certain opportunities on junior high school, but then I dunno him again. Til I catched his Facebook (you know what, I was so impulsively shoved to find people from the past after I watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1285016/"&gt;The Social Network &lt;/a&gt;hahahaha) and yes I remembered, I used to like this guy. I found his Facebook, viewed some Halloween pictures he's just uploaded, and voila ........ I felt like Mandy Moore's singing next to my ear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I got a crush on yoooouuuu)&lt;/span&gt;. Haha, loony. No, not that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the story goes on. I start to catch up my junior high school girls, asking them whether they remember this guy or not, what am I up to by now, and yeah, just a fun stuff to do. Catching his Facebook, googling him (Do I sound like a stalker? Huhu, I hope not the creepy one. I'm not bugging him), seeing his pictures make me smile. It's energizing and I also inspired to take the master program at uni he's going to. Quack quack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's not an infatuation (that wouldn't be sound so real, yet scaryyyyyy), though I become such a loony doing those things. But yeah, he's like a new battery. He brought back the sparks and helped me move on (in bizarre way) zzz. Made me believe that there are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still many people out there&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;closed to my type, much much better than previous jerks in my life, and waiting to be met. Good chances are there, it just wait for me to be healed and ready to hit back the road. FYI, I don't try to talk to him, at least wall him or anything. Ha ha. Have walled him once on his bday and that's all. I got no gut to do so, well I'll just enjoy the process then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you one thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I AM FVCKIN GOOD AND BYE BYE JERK. KISS MY ASS."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What comes around goes around. Wait for the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-4957798136373167197?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/4957798136373167197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/11/infatuation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4957798136373167197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4957798136373167197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/11/infatuation.html' title='A New Battery for Flashlife'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-5800383143304958403</id><published>2010-10-08T01:25:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T10:25:09.055+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes It Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So, I just ended my relationship with Harry. Been 10 months of getting know each other, and finally 6 months being together. I could say that everything we've been through only remarked happiness and good memories. That's how it worked on me sih. I don't know how it worked on him. But I surely believe that Harry will always find a way to remember me, in a good way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Since we broke up well, without any harmful deeds or intentions (as far as I could believe him), I always thought that our religions is what only matters if we're about to get to the next step. It's okay if Harry would like to go back to his previous girlfriend (one thing that bothers my mind, always bothers me) but what I only regret is how could this thing ended so quickly while I even haven't tried much to overcome it. For what Harry has done much too, in time when he wanted to be with me. I didn't do much, I haven't shown him much. He just cut it off. Things broken effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But then, that's not what I'm gonna talk about in this post. I got two things that bother me now. First, on September 29th, my host father from KKN (some kind of social work for undergraduates) called me. He asked me, how's life going and bla bla bla. He asked me whether I continue learning about Islam or not, do I still practice sholat too. Gooks. Along KKN, I was accustomed to do sholat and being exposure much about Islam. How could, without any triggers or whatsoever, my host father called me and talked that way. He suggested me if I'm still not sure about things or facing any problems, I'd probably better try to have Monday-Thursday fasting, just like Moslems do for "nazar" (Mm, is that right? I am sorry if that's wrong. I'm not well-informed). That time, I was so screwed. But then, I just let it go, just like an unimportant thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The second ring is waaaaaaayy beyond expectation. My lecturer, Mas Nunung, bbm me on October 7th, around magrib (I don't know how to explain magrib but that's a part of "sholat 5 waktu" time in Islam). I never told him about my problem with Harry, I never told him about my religion, I never told any not-so-closed people about my problem or doubt (but now I post it on blog hehe, it's officially being released info then), but he texted me this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TK4WedHN6II/AAAAAAAAAFI/D_ujKFLBQMw/s1600/Capture18_2_59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TK4WedHN6II/AAAAAAAAAFI/D_ujKFLBQMw/s320/Capture18_2_59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525378505296963714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Note. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He said : Fatgirl, don't forget to have "sholat".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay. Perhaps I'm over-reacting. But those two things really bother me. I was so preparedly ready to face the reality why I couldn't &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;make it works with Harry. But those two bizarre things made it hard, harder to consent the break up. I'm trapped with imaginary about "What if I do this," "What if I do that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It may mean nothing, unimportant. But it still got something to do with my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/9174062717931575769-5800383143304958403?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/5800383143304958403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-makes-it-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5800383143304958403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5800383143304958403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-makes-it-hard.html' title='What Makes It Hard'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TK4WedHN6II/AAAAAAAAAFI/D_ujKFLBQMw/s72-c/Capture18_2_59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-3848209233016487094</id><published>2010-09-09T10:31:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T11:04:01.112+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyrus The Virus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heyloooooo. I'm back. Hehe, selama libur lebaran ini gue punya banyak sekali waktu luang yang artinya ... gue bisa nonton dvd sepuasnya! One movie that I rarely missed to watch is Con Air. Yep, many of you have watched it right? If you haven't, oh man you should. It's a big movie in that era (1997).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Intinya film itu bercerita tentang pembajakan pesawat Jailbird (also called as Con Air on the movie) yang digunakan untuk mentransfer narapidana dari penjara daerah ke super maximum-security prison in Louisiana. Bisa dibayangkan betapa heboh dan berbahayanya pesawat itu, semua pelaku kriminal tumplek blek jadi satu. Salah satu yang digambarkan serem banget itu si Garland Greene (also called Marrieta Mangler) yang katanya seorang psikopat yang gak ragu-ragu membunuh, membantai korban-korbannya. Dia pun dikasi pengamanan ekstra ketat. Tapi, salah banget kalo lo ngira dia yang menyebabkan chaos di pesawat, karna itu justru dilakukan oleh Cyrus Grissom (Cyrus the Virus). Cyrus yang dikenai hukuman seumur hidup, made a deal with Francisco Cindino, anak seorang bos mafia, yang menjanjikan Cyrus sebuah pesawat yang akan membawa mereka kabur dari United States. Caranya adalah dengan membajak pesawat dan mengganti arahnya jadi ke Bandara Lerner. Tapi ternyata, Cindino mengkhianati Cyrus, dan dia pun gak segan-segan membunuh Cindino dengan cara dibakar! Salah satu quote yang terkenal di scene itu kaya gini nih (singkat abis) :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cindino&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;: Cy ..... (belom selesai ngomong)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cyrus&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;: ... onara. (membakar Cindino)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gila ya. Cyrus yang akhirnya left unplanned tetep loh banyak akalnya untuk membawa pesawat itu kabur. Well, I don't watch many actions movie, but this one (mid-action actually) is really cool. Cyrus the Virus itu salah satu penjahat berkarakter yang ada di film dan dibawakan dengan sangat baik oleh John Malkovich. Dia itu penjahat idola gue, haha. Banyak yang suka sama Joker, karna katanya dia sadis banget. Man, kalo Cyrus ini sadis dan pinter. Ada satu scene yang dia ditanya sama Cameron Poe (Nicholas Cage), penjahat "nyasar" di Con Air yang ternyata mantan perwira US, apa yang pernah diajarin bokapnya Cyrus ke dia and he answered, "Nothing." Grawh, he turned to be the most frightening villain in the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Untuk merencanakan aksi pembajakan pesawat itu, Cyrus merancang rencana di kamar selnya dan menyembunyikan kertas denah pesawat di dinding kamar sel pake kokain. Hahaha, sinting! Satu hal yang bikin karakter dia makin kuat adalah, dia jahat, tapi dia tau perbuatan serta tujuannya, jadi dia orangnya sticks to his purposes. Hal-hal yang gak berhubungan dengan plan-nya dia kesampingkan. Makanya waktu itu temennya ada yang mau merkosa officer perempuan, dia cegah. Karna menurut dia, itu bukan saatnya ngewe. Banyol sih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sejak nonton itu, gue mengidolakan John Malkovich. Aktingnya hebat, di mana dia bisa memerankan penjahat yang jahat banget tapi gak nyeremin. Sadis tapi gak berdarah-darah. Gue akuin film ini tidak banyak memaparkan adegan berdarah. Gak kaya Rambo ato The Expendables. Tapi dapet aja essence penjahatnya. Cyrus sukses membuat Garland Greene jadi cameo aja. Hehe heran deh gue soalnya di film ini si Garland malah ga ngapa-ngapain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oiya, saking hebatnya John Malkovich, sampe ada lho film judulnya Being John Malkovich, di mana dia main juga sama John Cusack, yang tadinya juga main di Con Air. Dan masih banyak film John yang lain kaya Changeling, Beowulf, The Man in the Iron Mask, Burn After Reading, etc. Mau liat Cyrus the Virus itu kaya apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TIhaFWGiAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nvQocylgyxs/s1600/cyrus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TIhaFWGiAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nvQocylgyxs/s320/cyrus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514756791593992738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cyrus the Virus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Biasa aja kan mukanya? Well, penasaran liat aktingnya? You better watch Con Air dudes. It is a good companion for your free time. Tell me what do you think after you watch that okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-3848209233016487094?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/3848209233016487094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cyrus-virus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3848209233016487094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3848209233016487094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cyrus-virus.html' title='Cyrus The Virus'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/TIhaFWGiAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nvQocylgyxs/s72-c/cyrus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-2389255970201397916</id><published>2010-08-21T14:33:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:51:58.035+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghost Writer (Movie)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hello. Please forgive me from being way too long in the hiatus. Soalnya lagi sibuk sama S jadinya yang lain-lain terbengkalai. Gue kebanyakan mantengin Twitter nih. Skripsinya tentang itu sih. Hiks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyways, kemaren gue baru aja bisa sedikit leha-leha untuk nonton film. Bukan film bioskop, tapi kali ini film di dvd. Nonton di dvd itu lebih puas sebenernya. Kalo gak ngerti tinggal rewind hehe. Jadi gue lebih suka kalo nonton film-film yang perlu agak berpikir di dvd. Salah satu film yang baru aja gue tonton itu &lt;b&gt;The Ghost Writer&lt;/b&gt;. Yang main Ewan Mc Gregor (my idol since Moulin Rouge showed off. Yeay) plus Pierce Brosnan. Yes, that handsome mid-aged guy. My daddy's idol. Kalo mau liat reviewnya mungkin bisa cek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1139328/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;disini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Pada intinya, seorang ghost writer adalah penulis novel autobiografi dari tokoh-tokoh terkenal. Yang kasian dari profesi mereka ialah, mereka harus menulis sesuai kemauan si empunya cerita, harus memanipulasi di sana-sini tanpa melupakan kejujuran cerita asli. I mean misalnya si tokoh diceritakan pernah kena kasus narkoba, ya gimana caranya si ghost writer bisa meramu cerita itu jadi tidak terdengar negatif, dia harus menggali pertobatan si tokoh setelah kasus narkoba itu misalnya. Hm, banyak bumbunya kan? Yang kasian lagi, umumnya seorang ghost writer tidak diperkenankan menyantumkan nama mereka di karyanya. Seringkali buku yang mereka buat akan diklaim utuh sebagai karangan si tokoh. Kasian sekali ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Spoiler attack. Intinya The Ghost Writer itu bercerita tentang Ewan Mc Gregor yang berprofesi sebagai ghost writer, yang ditugaskan untuk menulis autobiografi Pierce Brosnan, sang mantan PM Inggris yang dituduh berkomplot dengan salah satu agen Amrik dan menyebabkan kasus pembantaian dan peperangan yang menimbulkan banyak korban. Jelas terlihat banyak konspirasi di sini. Wong ceritanya aja melibatkan salah satu agen gitu. Dan uniknya, Roman Polanski seperti biasa mengajak kita ke alur yang flipping back entah di akhir ato tengah-tengah film. Dari awal kita diarahkan untuk membenci Pierce Brosnan dan sekretarisnya si seksi Kim Catrall yang kesannya tricky dan penuh rahasia. Tapi di akhir film, jeduerr. Hehe nonton sendiri ya. Bagus kok. Oya, jangan khawatir. Walopun filmnya berlangsung sekitar 2 jam, kalian gak bakal bosen. Roman Polanski memang jagonya menyelipkan informasi di tiap detail adegan, jadi kalian gak bakal pengen ngelewatin satu adegan karna kalian bisa ketinggalan ceritanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Di ujung cerita, sedih juga nonton The Ghost Writer ini. Well, maybe that is why they are called the ghost writer(s). They write then die and become ghost. Hehe ngasal abis. Yaudah, buruan tonton filmnya! Dan kasitau gimana komenmu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-2389255970201397916?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/2389255970201397916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/08/ghost-writer-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2389255970201397916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2389255970201397916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/08/ghost-writer-movie.html' title='The Ghost Writer (Movie)'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-6437464367829122218</id><published>2010-07-29T15:47:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T14:58:06.972+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salah Sebut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. Mama Irya dan Dita adiknya Irya. Dita adalah penggemar Michael Jackson. Via sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama : Dek cepet dek nonton Antv. Ada J.co keren banget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Ada donat bisa ngedance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jacko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; pasti menangis kalah di kuburnya).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Mama Nadin dan Nadin. Via telfon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nadin : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lagi apa mam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ini lho, mama lagi nonton Adjie Nogosari masuk penjara karena nipu orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nadin : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ergh. Notonegoro mam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh iya. Adjie Notonegosari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Adjie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Notonegoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; sebelum tenar sebagai desainer ternyata sukses jualan kue basah).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. Tika dan teman-temannya. Tika lagi serius bikin kalung rantai-rantai. Pembicaraan langsung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Teman Tika : Tik, keren juga ya lo bisa bikin beginian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tika : Iya dong. Gue kan orthodoks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Temen Tika : Hah??!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Otodidak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; terdengar seperti sebuah aliran Nasrani).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. Angie dan teman-temannya. Pembicaraan di mobil. Sedang membahas pernikahan Dian Sastro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Angie : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dian Sastro cantik banget make up nya. Waktu upacara sebelom menikah aja juga tetep cantik walopun gak terlalu dandan. Apa itu namanya bahasa Jawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Teman Angie : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Midodareni, Ngie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Angie : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh iya, midodareni. Trus kalo anak kecil udah bisa jalan disuruh upacara apa ya itu namanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; (tiba-tiba Angie keinget, red). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Injek beling ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Teman Angie : (Ketawa ngakak dulu sampe sekarat). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Injek tanah kaliiiii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Kasian sekali anak Angie di masa depan. Baru bisa jalan udah disuruh nginjek beling. Mungkin cita-citanya akan jadi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;debus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. Mama Irya dan Irya. Pembicaraan langsung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas mas, tolong dong ibu diambilin stabilo. Ini loh ibu salah nulis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Irya : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hah, stabilo bu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Iya ini lhoo ibu lagi nulis trus salah mau ibu apus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Baru tau kalo stabilo bisa ngapus tulisan juga. Kirain cuma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;tip-ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; yang bisa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. Papa Nadin dan Nadin. Lokasi: pom bensin Shell di MT Haryono. Lagi ada promo beli bensin 50ribu gratis Coca-Cola 1 kaleng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Papa : Mbak, beli Coca-Colanya empat ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Baru tau kalo mobil bisa jalan pake Coca-Cola)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. Papa Nadin dan Nadin (lagi). Lokasi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pom bensin Shell di MT Haryono (another day).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Papa : Wah mbaknya cantik deh. Soleha kaya Revalina S. Tomat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mbak2 Shell : (bingung)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nadin : Revalina S. Temat pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Papa : Oh iya, itu maksudnya. Abis pipinya merah kaya tomat sih hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mbak2 Shell : (senyum malu-malu) Makasi pak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Papa : (masih berusaha) Kapan-kapan ikut casting aja mbak, siapa tau bisa kaya dia (Reva) di Perempuan Berkalung Korban.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mbak2 Shell : (senyum mesem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Rasanya pengen langsung bawa kabur papa dari sana! Zzzzz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-6437464367829122218?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/6437464367829122218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/07/salah-sebut.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6437464367829122218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6437464367829122218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/07/salah-sebut.html' title='Salah Sebut'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-7579582261240926655</id><published>2010-05-27T14:29:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:00:39.459+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hai! Udah lama ya gue gak ngeblog lagi. Terakhir tulisan random tentang Mama. Well sepertinya semua tulisan gue memang random deh ya? Hehe iyaa banget karna otak gue juga working randomly. Kayaknya pikiran ato ide2 maen lompat2 aja gitu didalam otak gue dan kalo udah kebanyakan mereka langsung forcing untuk minta keluar jadi ya terpaksa (ya gak terpaksa juga sih) gue tuangkan di blog. Berhubung akhir2 ini pikiran gue lagi tersita sama yang namanya S, gue jadi agak  tidak punya banyak waktu utk mendengarkan egonya si random. Tapi hari ini gue kalah. Jadi siap2, I'm posting something here. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sebetulnya gue kepikiran nulis ini karna semalem gue hampir aja berantem sama Ari cuma karna gue mengeluarkan bunyi "Hik Hik" kaya orang cegukan, tiap kali gue kebelet pipis. Ari kira gue nahan2 pipis (kita abis nonton tuh). Padahal engga. Trus gue jadi mikir, ini orang kok ga ngerti2 ya kebiasaan gue apa. Trus dia bilang, "Ya kamu gabilang kalo kamu suka gitu. Aku mana tau." Tadinya gue pikir yang namanya kebiasaan seseorang itu akan lo temukan ketika lo udah get along dalam waktu cukup lama sama orang itu. Ternyata gak selamanya membaca orang lain itu jadi kegiatan yang menyenangkan. Beberapa orang mungkin kesulitan. Jadi daripada ngebingungin orang lain, mending gue tulis disini deh some random facts about me :O Siapa tau kalo suatu saat orang2 nanya, "Kebiasaan lo apa sih Din," "Lo orangnya gimana sih Din," gue tinggal suruh mereka buat buka blog gue aja. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. Oke seperti yang udah gue bilang di atas. Gue suka mengeluarkan bunyi2an aneh mirip orang cegukan, "Hik hik," tiap kali gue kebelet pipis dan badan bergetar kaya orang kesetrum. Iya, kesetrum. Efeknya sama banget kalo gue lg kebelet pipis sama kesetrum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;2. Gue termasuk pemakan segala, and thank God gue gapunya alergi terhadap makanan cuma emang badan gue agak kampung ya kalo gue ga dibiasain makan sesuatu dr kecil, trus gue terpaksa makan itu pas udah gede, gue pastii akan gatel2 dulu huhu. Inget banget, gue pertama kali makan swikee itu pas sma, dipaksa sama temen gue Utie. Efeknya seminggu gatel2 padahal ya bayangin aja dong masa swikee bikin alergi dari mane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;3. Oh gue salah. Gue punya alergi deng. Alergi plester kain, itu loh yang kaya Hansaplast Tensoplast. Gue gabisa bgt pake itu pasti jadi gatel, jadi harus pake yg plastik. Gue juga alergi obat asma yg inhaler itu loh soalnya tiap pake itu jantung gue jadi ngebut detaknya. Untungnya gue udah jarang sesek, dan Oxycan sometimes is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;4. Gue gabisa makan pake bawang goreng (bagor). To me it is like screwing the food taste. Bisa bete banget kalo sampe ada bagor di makanan gue padahal sebelumnya gue udah bilang gapake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;5. Gue gabisa tidur kalo gapake selimut. Rasanya kaya tidur telanjang -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;6. Gue sukaaaaa banget sama yang namanya ES. Iya es. Minuman dingin. Apapun deh. Terutama es teh. Kemanapun orang pergi, makan ato apalah, gue pasti nitip dibawain es teh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;7. Disuruh belajar nyetir sama aja kaya disuruh sunat dua kali menurut gue. Gak akan gue belajar kalo ga terpaksa2 banget. Gak akan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;8. Gue sukaaa ngemil. Parah. Umumnya gue gak bisa kenyang makan kalo belom ditutup sama ngemil. Kadang gue cuma makan setengah porsi aja ya dari meal-nya, tapi ngemilnya gue bisa takoyaki 1 porsi utuh baru berenti ngunyah hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;9. Gue orangnya teledor banget. Ini sih keterlaluan hehe susah deh nyebutinnya satu satu. Tapi gue paling gabisa diomelin karna teledor karna itu bakal keulang lagi keulang lagi. Gue juga pengen ngurangin sih, capek kali ketinggalan ini, kehilangan itu, kelupaan ini, tapi ya susaaah. Harus pelan2 kali ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;10. Gue gabisa diomelin. Kalo diomelin pasti nangis. Walopun gue gak salah ya. Ato paling tahan sih gue akan diem. Gue juga gatau kenapa gue cengeng bgt. Nonton apa aja pasti gue bisa nangis. Oya, gue tipikal orang yang ga akan minta maaf kalo gue ga ngerasa salah. Kacau sih ini. Gue merasa gue ga cukup murah hati orangnya. Tapi, setiap orang harus menyelamatkan harga dirinya sendiri kan? Ketika lo bener tapi mau dianggep salah, itu artinya lo merelakan harga diri lo berpindah ke tangan orang lain dong, ke orang yang nyalah2in elo. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;11. Gue suka film. Semua genre film gue tonton. Untungnya gue jadi bisa ngerti sutradara2 oke, artis2 yang aktingnya keren, gue bisa hafal plot cerita film yang patut ditonton berulang kali. I guess I'm qquite an equal partner for movies discussion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;12. Olahraga yang gue suka cuma renang. Menurut gue olahraga yang mengeluarkan keringet itu enggak banget. Kalo gak terpaksa gue ga bakal deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;13. Jangan sekali2 kepikiran buat boongin gue karna gue orangnya sangat tinggi rasa ingin taunya dan surely will always find a way to ease my curiosity. And will be able to. Jadi gue selalu tau dan nemu jawaban akan segala sesuatu. Apalagi dengan adanya Twitter dan blog di jaman sekarang. Sometimes I can do profiling (you know, to read people thorough their faces, expressions, deeds, miens, etc). Oh geez, somehow I used to wish that I might be working for the Bureau doing that thing, a profiler. It's fascinating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;14. I actually fall into handy crafts, some artsy hand made stuffs, even patch works. Gue suka cuma kurang serius orangnya jadi kalo bikin apa2 harus nunggu mood. Kalo mood gak balik lagi, yah setengah2 deh hasilnya. Cuma gue emang seneeng banget disuruh bantuin orang bikinin surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;15. My biggest inability is making priority. Gooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;16. Definitely not a smart shopper and a saving type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;17. I hate pets! If I tell people how cute the puppy is, how pretty the cat is, well actually I'm just flattering. Don't ever think that (someday) I'm going to adopt them, going to have one to be taken care of. I mean, urghh their poops is top gross, I can't handle that. And their furs gotta have something to deal with my nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;18. I am a big lover of cushions and dolls. Animal dolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;19. I am a coffee person, the amount of coffee that I consume per day is not really matter to me, even to my health. I can drink 5 cups a day and still able to feel sleepy at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;20. I am not quite good in expressing feelings. You see how many words I typed in this post but surely you'd never find me speaking this stuff so fluently in real life. I'm an introvert to most people, new people. I think being expressive is today's crime. Ha ha. In the contrary I'm an impulsive, so rather I choose the blogging or tweeting to ease my impulsiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;21. I am crazy about James Franco, Cillian Murphy, and Forest Whitaker. Never missed any single opportunity to watch their films. I have watched it all if I'm no wrong. You know, these people got statements. Check out their films, you'll see why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;22. Sometimes I think my voice is good, I sing well. Hahaha. Even I think that I sing better than some people. But not better than my sister. She's the best :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;23. I am not soo good in remembering things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;24. I am not into fashion. I dress bad. But I hate it when people tell me what to wear or what to make up. I mean, hello I am not a nerd. So I think I'm not that bad. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;25. I don't know what to write again haha seems like my mind has already spilled it out too much so gotta catch you all later with another random facts about me. Or anything else. Adieu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;P.S It is raining so hard outside my room I have to sprint to get my washed clothes off the yard. Buh bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-7579582261240926655?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/7579582261240926655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-facts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7579582261240926655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7579582261240926655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-facts.html' title='Random Facts'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-3178481570763988091</id><published>2010-03-23T16:50:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:21:53.166+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Budi Kustiyanti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/S6n4zFKyXII/AAAAAAAAAEM/xYNLoVknD6o/s1600/n1309524307_30093103_4506302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/S6n4zFKyXII/AAAAAAAAAEM/xYNLoVknD6o/s320/n1309524307_30093103_4506302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452162380353133698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well that is my mother's name. She is the most ridiculous stupid silly innocent woman in the world I bet so. Gueee baru ajaa bangun dari tidur siang yang amat sangat panjang, mm sekitar 4 jam-an lah. Karna ceritanya gue sebeeel banget sama nyokap gue. Gajelas bgt sih doi tadi siang. Sekitar jam 10 ato 11 gitu ya, gue lupa dia tiba-tiba sms gini.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Kak kamu kok gabilang kalo skrg masuk tv sih? Ada di Trans loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue nyalain tv. Guess it's Okky Lukman whom I see.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Not so funny mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can you really imagine a mother who is really really mindless like that? She's kinda in the middle of boredom while waiting for UAN (she's a teacher by the way) so she decided to text me that way. Nyeeeeehhhhh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pokoknya nyokap gue adalah orang paling absurd di dunia ini. Dia lucu dan bodoh. Kalo ngomong kata2nya suka ga jelas gitu. Intonasinya ga ada, kesannya datar tapi ngakunya kalo di sekolah dia adalah guru paling galak dan disegani. Dia selaluuu mau tau urusan anak2nya, alesannya sih biar dia ga ketinggalan jaman karna kan dia harus ngikutin perkembangan murid2nya juga. Dia ternyata sering banget wall2an sama temen2 gue, ngomentarin status fb siapaa gitu, ngomentarin foto errghh banyak deh. Ngeselin ya, emak lo ada di radar lo mulu. Hehe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dia suka masak tapi masakannya selaluuu ada yg missed. Haha. Entah keasinan kemanisan ato malah hambar. Pokonya selalu ada yg kurang. Tapi dia selalu ingin masak. Tiap kali dia sempat masak, dia pasti masak. Huhu dan kita2 orang rumah korbannya. Dia suka komeeen apa ajaa. Aduh pusing deh. Kalo diliat dari luar sebetulnya nyokap gue orangnya fragile banget, keliatan kaya yang gabisa idup kalo ga ada bokap gue, bergantung banget. Mm yaa sih sifat itu jelas keliatan, mungkin karna mama pernah parno juga ya bokap gue kan pernah aneh2 gitu. Tapi di balik kebodohan dan tingkah laku yang bikin nyerah ituuu, mama bisa punya pemikiran yang ajaib, pemikiran yang bisa menguatkan. Iya dia harusnya bisa jadi cewe yang lebih kuat drpd sekarang, cuma ya gitu, sayangnya mama hanya menjadi kuat ketika dia dibutuhkan utk menjadi kuat. Kalo keadaan udah settled lagi, balik lagi deh kaya biasa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hehe. Gue seneng dengerin kata2 nyokap gue kalo dia lagi ngasi wejangan apa gitu. Tapi teteeepp dengan nada bicara yang datar. Kalo disuruh recalling it by now, gue agak2 lupa sih ya. Ntar2 aja deh kalo keingetaaaannn. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mending gue ceritain lagi kebodohan2 nyokap gue apa aja.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jumat kemaren, pas ada audisi Indonesian Idol di RCTI, gue nonton sambil telfonan sama mama. Sebelumnya, abis diputerin ttg audisi di Jogja.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Wah kak, barusan mama liat ada temenmu di Indonesian Idol.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Hah yang mana, Mah?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Yang pake kebaya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: (Kayanya yang pake kebaya itu agak2 bences deh ya) Kok temenku? Siapa juga gua ga kenal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Iya tapi kan dia orang Jogja. Sama dong kaya kamu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Zzzzz (Terserah lo deh). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pernah juga suatu sore nyokap gue teriak2 heboh banget dari kamar adek gue. Ceritanya dia abis pake komputer. Gue, Papa, Irma lagi di ruang tv.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Pah Pah, tolooooongggiiiinnn aku dooong ini gimana yaaa kau mau ngeprint nih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Jawab dengan nada males)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Apaan Mah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama : Ini loohhh ada kucing di komputernyaaa dia ada di dokumenku akuu mau ngeprint takut dia ikut keprint. Hadooohh aku kan mau ngeprint soal ujian anak-anak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue, Papa, Irma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Nggg ........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Kucing apaan sih coba?)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Pah Pah, ayoo dong ini gimana nihh. Huhu (Suaranya udah mau nangis).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Sepertinya dia udah ngerti apa maksudnya kucing itu) Tuh mamamu norak. Ajarin gih dek (sambil ngomong ke adek gue).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Irma masuk ke kamar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Ahh, akhirnyaaaa. Kamu baik deh, Ce. Gak kaya papa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Irma keluar kamar. Mukanya asem.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Kenapa sih emangnya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Irma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Itu loh dia klik menu Help, keluar kucingnya deh. Dia kira itu bakal keprint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Minta ampun kan? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Randomly I got many things about mom fly inside my head, can't really capture it well by the way. Well I'm gonna post that later deh ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-3178481570763988091?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/3178481570763988091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/anna-budi-kustiyanti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3178481570763988091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3178481570763988091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/anna-budi-kustiyanti.html' title='Anna Budi Kustiyanti'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/S6n4zFKyXII/AAAAAAAAAEM/xYNLoVknD6o/s72-c/n1309524307_30093103_4506302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-548952356428287771</id><published>2010-03-19T13:13:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:22:38.270+07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's What You Get When You Let Your Heart Win</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ring a bell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Who sings that song by the way? Hehe yep it's Paramore. So I'm currently listening to that song while I'm typing this too. That quote kinda inspired me to write this thing down, been rushing my head since yesterday d'oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sebetulnya sih quote itu membuat gue berpikir bahwa setiap hal itu akan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;berbeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; hasilnya kalo kita mendapatkannya dari hal yang berbeda juga. Entah lo dapet dari otak lo, dari pemikiran lo, dari logika lo. Atau lo dapetin dari hati lo, dari perasaan lo. Hal-hal yang berasal dari otak umumnya lebih menyenangkan, lebih gampang diaplikasikan, lebih gampang diomongin, lebih gampang dijabarkan dibanding hal-hal dari hati. Kayanya kalo hal-hal yang berasal dari hati lo itu kebanyakan bikin susah, lebih susah diomongin apalagi dilakuin, mm lebih apa lagi ya, yaa kayanya bikin sakit mulu ya. Tapi ujung2nya sih bisa bikin happy, kaloooo treatment nya benerr ya. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Gue sempet berpikiiiiirrrr banget. Kemaren Ari marah2 sama gue. Marah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yang bener2 marah. Ngomongnya kemana-mana ngomongnya sembaraaangaaann banget. Gue tau itu salah gue, gue kebiasaann banget gabisa nolak permintaan orang2, gue kebiasaan banget trying too much to please people, every one, dan ujung2nya itu malah jelek jadinya. Hehe iyaaa itu sebetulnya bukan sifat yang baik loh, walopun landasannya adalah ingin berbuat baik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Cause it seems like we cannot please every body at the same time, they have their own time and supposed not to be putted together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Iyalah buktinya dalam hidup ada prioritas kan? Hehe. Intinya kemaren gue udah janji duluan sama Ari dan dengan bodohnya gue juga mengiyakan untuk pergi sama temen gue. Tadinya gue mau boong but can't really help to keep the lies so I thought better if I tell Ari the truth. Err guess what, Ari's pissed out yahooooo. Mad mad mad really mad super mad. I never saw him that mad. Nyeehhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Saking marahnya dia bener2 memaki gue. Zzzz, dimaki2 sih gapapa ya tapi kalo dibilang "act like completely slut" mm gimanaaa gitu ya. On twitter lagi. Nyeehhh. Tell me how do you feel, those bad words came directly from the person who says I love you all the time, who hugs you, who gets near you all the time, who wants to be taken care of all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To me, he's totally an I love you slut type but in contrary he called me a slut, literally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;("I love you slut" itu sebetulnya sebuah frase yang gue contek di fim Made of Honor. Artinya orang yang murah hatii banget buat bilang "I love you"). Gue juga bingung kenapa gue tiba2 dibilangnya gitu. For God sake gue perginya juga sama temen2 gue. Mm gapenting sih intinya dia marah banget dan ngomong kaya gitu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So I think better think twice before you follow your heart. For I shouldn't follow my heart to get along with my besties and completely forgot Ari that time. And for Ari shouldn't insult me with those bad words that brought me to insecurity, yeah kinda felt odd if I could explain. See what would you get when you let your heart win, rite? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-548952356428287771?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/548952356428287771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/thats-what-you-get-when-you-let-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/548952356428287771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/548952356428287771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/thats-what-you-get-when-you-let-your.html' title='That&apos;s What You Get When You Let Your Heart Win'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-8672094274599461840</id><published>2010-03-15T23:38:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:20:54.844+07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Hysteria) Conversion Disease</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;OMG doesn't that sound terrible? Hehe so I'm kinda in the middle of doing my S (skripsi maksudnya) daaannn too many distractions aja sih. Akhirnya gue bosen trus gue kepikiran buat nulis ini sih di blog. Biasalah kebiasaan kepikiran sesuatu dan merasa adanya urgensi untuk nulis di blog hahaha bilang ajaa lagi males ngerjain S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Intinya judul di atas itu adalah nama sebuah penyakit di istilah kedokteran, dan gue pernah mengalaminya. Pathetic. Penyakit ini really really uncool loh, bahkan gue sempet mikir kalo gue biarin penyakit ini ada di diri gue lama2 gue bisa jadi orang yang frik. Kalo dulu sih, Hysteria conversion di gue ditunjukkan dengan adanya pelemahan di syaraf2 yang berhubungan dgn pernapasan trus syaraf di tulang belakang (gue lupa namanya apa) yang bikin gue akhirnya selalu tegang dan kaku badannya kaya orang lagi epilepsi huhu. Pokonya hysteria merupakan sindrom ketika lo setress yang amat sangat trus ngaruh ke anggota tubuh lo terutama yang sifatnya neurotic-al (eh bener gasih istilahnya) membuat mereka jadi kurang berfungsi bahkan bisa bikin paralysis ato numbness. Semacam physiological responses to your stress gitu deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue pertama kali kena sindrom ini waktu gue stress berat karena gampang sakit2an. Awalnya sih karena gue pernah diet amat sangat ketat pas SMA yang akhirnya malah bikin gue malnutrisi. Hahaha udah abad 21 gue masii aja kena malnutrisi dan itu gara2 salah gue sendiri lagi. Pokonya malnutrisi gue itu paraaahh banget sampe gue agak kesulitan ngikutin pelajaran di sekolah dan karna gue udah kelas 3, gue mau UAN, alhasil ujian2 gue berantakan. Gue inget banget saking gue setresnya gue suka marah2 pas lagi belajar karna waktu itu ajaaa gue gabisaaaa ngerjain 3x4 itu berapa (gue jawabnya 7 ajaaaa dooonggg padahal itu kelas 3 SMA hiks), gaenak banget deh. Failed disana sini deh ujian gue waktu itu. Apalagi bokap gue sangat amat sangat strict sama urusan sekolah, dan gue emang gapernah yg bego2 amat gitu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Akhirnyaaaaa dimulailaah disaster itu. Si hysteria itu dateeng dan sering banget bikin gue kolaps, kejang2, pingsan tiba2 huhu ngerepotin yaahhh. Sering bgt bolak balik buat dirawat di rumah sakit, sampe dokter waktu itu CT Scan sama ngapain lagii gitu yaaaa. Intinya gue sampe dikasi treatment aneh2 deh. Stupidnyaaaa vonis dokter pertama kali adalah EPILEPSI PRIMER. Hahahaha begok deh itu ayah sampe stress banget mukanya. Emang sih symptomsnya mirip2 orang epilepsi, hanya aja epilepsi primer itu ga disertai keluarnya busa pas kejang. Waktu itu gue sampe b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;erobat ke neurologist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; sana sini, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;fisioterapi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; rutin, dsb deh sampee capee sendiri. Sampe akhirnya dokter yang menangani recovery gue bilang, mau gak gue ikut terapi dia (dokter ini dokter umum padahal). Dia yang biasanya cuma ngecek laporan fisioterapi gue ini katanya mau bantuin gue menyembuhkan "penyakit" gue dengan lebih cepet dan ga boros tentunya (ya bayangin aja deh berapa biaya obat sama fisioterapi ituuu kasian kan ayah). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ternyata terapi yang dia kasi cuma ngajak2 gue ngobrol, dia nanya2 gue lagi ada masalah apa, apa masalah terberat yang pernah gue alamin, apa gue abis sakit hati deket2 itu, apa gue lagi sedih, dll. Gue curhaaatt lah semuanya. Akhirnya dokter ini bilang kalo gue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hysteria conversion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Kalo mau liat lebih lengkapnya klik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conversion_disorder"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;disini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Dari situ dia ngasi tau gue, kalo gue kebiasaan memendam segala sesuatu padahal itu berpotensi bikin stres dan itu ga baikk. Karna otak gue ga kuat makanya itu lari ke badan gue. Ga lucuu dong kalo gue tiba2 kaya orang lumpuh anggota tubuhnya gabisa gerak cuma karna gue stres. Nyeeeehhhh. Dia menganjurkan gue agar lebih pinter menjaga mood agar lebih balanced, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gaboleh terlalu senang gaboleh terlalu sedih. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yang kasian lagi dari waktu itu adalah, kalo gue lagi seneeeng banget gue bisa ketawa 30 menit tanpa berhentii kaya orang gila (padahal mulut gue udah pegel ketawa bahkan sampe keluar air mata juga), tapi kalo lagi sediih bangeeet pasti nangisnya 2 jam lebih. Huhuhu gue ngerasa ga balanced banget waktu itu, apa yang ada di otak sama di badan tuh gak singkron semuaa :( :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alhamdulillah sekarang penyakitnya udah jauh jauhhh berkuraang. Walopun gue takut sih suatu saat itu akan dateng lagii, karna sampe sekarang gue masih kebiasaan memendam masalah. Gue takutnya suatu saat gue stres lagi duh jangan sampe sih tapi. Makanya gue pengen jadi orang yang datar2 aja deh hehe average. Gue takut banget dulu bisa jadi gila ato mentally retarded karna gabisa mengontrol emosi. Yaa sebetulnya semuanya tergantung pinter2nya kita gak sih, ketika lo lagi sedih bisaa ga ngatur biar ga terjerumus segitunya sama kesedihan lo, dan ketika lo seneng yaa jangan terbuai2 banget kali ya. Sumpah tadi gue kepikiran banget untuk posting ini, soalnya gue pernah ngalamin dan penyakit ini emang agak2 susah diidentifikasi (liat aja gue berapa kali didiagnosa tuh berapa kali ditreatment baru ketemu jawabannya) daan cara nyembuhinnya yang lebih susaaah lagi karna yang bisa bikin diri kita sembuh ya kita sendirii karna penyakit ini sebetulnya ga ada obatnya. Palingan dulu gue sering dikasi Xanax aja biar gampang tiduur hehe jadi gaada kesempatan untuk stress lama2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue tau banget ketika orang sedang sedih, mereka pasti ngerasa : self hurting is sometimes enjoyable and I can't be more agreed, I've been there for God sake. Self hurting emang bisa menyalurkan perasaan, tapii teteeeeeppp selalu ada saluran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;lebih baik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;kok. Tapi itu kita sendiri juga yang harus mencari tau :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Getting to know yourself deh, nanti juga ketemu jawabannya walopun lamaaa. Apalagi kalo tidak perlu mengalami hal kaya gue di atas, pasti lebih baik lagi. Gue pribadi, setelah ngalamin itu agak kapok juga sih jadinya hehe jadi orang mau yang hepi2 aja deh. Emang cuma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;happiness that can make you live a little longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Try me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-8672094274599461840?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/8672094274599461840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/hysteria-conversion-disease.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8672094274599461840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8672094274599461840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/hysteria-conversion-disease.html' title='(Hysteria) Conversion Disease'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-4180511757560531612</id><published>2010-03-13T18:45:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:22:25.523+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason Why People Keep Holding On is Mostly Unreasonable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Panjaaaaang yeh judulnye. Ngahahahaha. Ya pada intinya sih gue lagi mau ngomong kalo umumnya, orang2 yang bertahan pada suatu hal, berharap pada suatu hal, tentunya berdasarkan alasann tertentu yang anehnyaaaaaa alesan itu kadang2 gamasuk akal (unreasonable kan ya bener?). Iyaaaa jadi gue kepikiran untuk bikin tulisan ini karna entah kenapa ya akhir2 ini gue lagii seriing banget ketemu orang dari masa lalu, hehe ya ga masa lalu banget sih, mungkin orang2 yang gue temui di pertengahan 2009 trus abis itu gapernah ketemu lagi sampe skrg, udah Maret 2010. Rata rata sih temen kkn sama temen prambors gue. Tiap abis ketemu, basa basi nanya kabar, sibuk apa, skripsi gimana, bla bla bla, dan sampailah ke pertanyaan nista ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;: Gimana pacarnya sekarang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;: Haa pacar? Gapunya pacar kaleeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;: Aaahh masaa sih. Hehe yaa deket gitulah sama siapa. Eh kalo yang dulu itu siapa namanya, mm Ari ya? Gimana sama dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;: Ohh iyaa, Ari. Iyaa masih ko deket, ya ngobrol2 aja biasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;: Haa, sumpah masi deket sama Ari? Ih ko betahh sih? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Ini gimana sih nyebelin banget ya kata2nya kesannya gaboleh amat gua masih deket sama Ari zzz).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;: Hahaha yaa gimana dong. Gitu2 terus aja sih biasaa. Temenlah, masa gabisa temenan sama mantan hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;: Mm, yaiya siih cuma betah amat lo gitu terus sama dia. Padahal dia gituu ...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Udah sih mending cari yang lain aja, yang pasti2 aja. Yang udah gede, udah dewasa, udah bisa mikir jelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;: Hehehe ntar2 aja gue belom pengen ngapa2in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(sumpah sih dalem hati gue ngomong ini orang2 bawel amat deh terserah gue kenapa yaaaaa).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yahh pada intinya orang2 itu selalu mempertanyakan kenapa sih gue masi betah sama Ari. Masi peduli sama dia, padahal hubungan gue ya gitu2 aja, gajelas. Trus yang gue bingung, ini kenapa orang2 yang bawel yaaaaaaa haha orang guenya betah2 aja. Sebetulnya gue agak bingung juga, apasih yang orang2 peduliin ato orang2 khawatirin dari hubungan gue sama Ari karna toh gue enjoy2 aja, Ari juga, kayanya kita baik2 aja. Tapi emang sih di balik baik2nya ituu, gue sering banget makan ati hehe ya karna macem2lah. Gimana ya, bukan pacar tapi deket. Bukan temen juga. Mantan iya, tapi cuma bentar banget. Yaa pokonya lo liat postingan di bawah ini lo akan tau gue kaya gimana sama Ari deketnya, tapi kita gaada status, gitu kali ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Apa yang membuat gue bertahan sama Ari? Karna gue sayang? Ya pasti sih. Tapi masaa karna itu doang emang bisaaaaaa. Engga sih gue rasaa. Gue pikiriin nih alesannya, kenapa gue gini kenapa gue gitu, truuuusss ga nemu2 juga jawabannya!! Haha. Yaa akhirnya setelah gue pikir2 emang kayanya lo gapernah punya alesan yang cukup jelas dan masuk akal deh ketika lo bertahan sama satu orang yang elo sayang. Iyaa jadi sayang lo itu ga beralasan. Justru ke-engga ada-an alasan itulah yang bikin bisa tahan, karna lo selalu ingin eksplor, selalu ingin cari tau, selalu ingin cari celah2 apa yang belom lo selami, dan ke-engga ada-an alasan itulah yang bikin semua2nya jadi tulus lo jalanin, jadi bisaa lama aja gitu. Iyaa dong, kalo lo tulus, lo melakukan segala sesuatu tanpa mengharapkan imbalan kan? Kayanya itu yang penting deh ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jadi mulai sekarang theoretically gue akan mulai mengetes future boyfs gue dengan pertanyaan : what makes ya love me? Dan gue harap mereka tidak mendapatkan jawabannya. Karnaa dari situ mungkin kita bisa tau kalo orang ini sayang sama kita, for the way we are. Karna semua yang ada di kita. Dia suka sama kelebihan kita (pastilah) juga kelemahan kita. Makanya dia bingung mau jawab apa, hehe kalo nyebut kelebihan kita ntar disangka gombal, kalo nyebut kekurangan kita ntar takut dicolok high heels. Mau gamau they better keep those unreasonable reasons resting inside their minds. Dan bahaya sekali ketika orang itu akhirnya bisa menjabarkan hal2 yang membuat dia sayang sama lo, karna umumnya abis itu lo bakal putus hahahaha curhaaaattt. Iya jadi pernah sih mantan gue kaya yang bilang "Bunny aku sayang kamu karna kamu bla bla bla bla bla bla ............. (ya gitu deh gua lupaaa pelupaan banget emang). Tapiiii .............................................."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;See?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Abis dia menjabarkan kata2 itu, tiba2 aja dilanjutin pake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;tapi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Monyong emang. Haha dan abis itu kita putus deh. Yeah so let's just say, it's pure and closed to sincere when you love people, just to love them, without minding "why and what." When you can determine "why and what" it's no longer love actually. Desiring kali ya? Eh ato demanding? Ergh apalah itu. Pokonya gue yakin itu ga seru lagi, ga murni lagi, ga asik lagi. Seharusnya kita sayang sama orang tanpa alasan, tapi mungkin perlu tujuan kali ya. Kalo gue pribadi sih tujuannya haruslah seperti rumah yang selalu kita balik lagi dan lagi, walopun kita udah pergiiii jauuh dan lama. Entah rumah lo jelek, bau, kotor, ga ada isinya, tapi lo tau cuma disitu lo bisa istirahat dengan tenang. Ga peduli pacar lo (cewe ato cowo ya) bego, nakal, tukang boong, suka kanan kiri oke, manja, males, dll tapi lo tau cuma sama mereka aja lo bisa nyaman dan tenang. Sekaligus senang. Oh dan juga aman. Hahaha banyak ye. Eh sekaliaaann deh engga suka main tangan engga suka marah2 engga suka .......... (haha ko nambah deh ya). Pokonya lo akan tau sih yang mana "rumah" lo dalam hidup ini, karna sejelek apapun rumah lo, cuma mereka yang bisa ngejagain dan ngelindungin lo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jadi, pikir2 yaaaa, kadang2 emang suka ngebingungin banget, ngeselin banget, musingin banget, kenapa kita selalu kepikiran sama orang itu, selalu pengen sama orang itu, selalu sayang sama orang itu, bahkan yang itu2 ajaa. Tanpa kita tau alesannya. Tanpa kita tau kenapa kita bisa gitu. Mm disyukurin aja sih, artinya lo lagi menyayangi orang dengan tulus. Kalo bisaa, jangan lupa tunjukkin ke mereka karna siapa tau mereka juga gitu ke kita. Tapi kalo engga, ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;jangan dipaksa juga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ya. Inget2 aja : If he or she is not just into you, why are you trying so hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ntar ujung2nya bukan working on unreasonable things lagi, tapi foolish bin bego hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-4180511757560531612?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/4180511757560531612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/reason-why-people-keep-holding-on-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4180511757560531612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4180511757560531612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/reason-why-people-keep-holding-on-is.html' title='The Reason Why People Keep Holding On is Mostly Unreasonable'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-6428794627502226559</id><published>2010-03-11T03:38:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:07:09.409+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made of Honor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/S5gEY54GGnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/X2KJAOn1ndw/s1600-h/Made+of+Honor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/S5gEY54GGnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/X2KJAOn1ndw/s320/Made+of+Honor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447108575204088434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Ten years ago I thought I was  meeting the wrong person but she turned out to be the rightest one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The quote is taken from my favorite so called romantic friendship movie &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Made of Honor. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Patrick Dempsey, played as Tom Bailey Jr. said that to Hannah, played by Michelle Monaghan, her last ten years best friend who seemed to be not just a best friend for Tom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-6428794627502226559?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/6428794627502226559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/made-of-honor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6428794627502226559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6428794627502226559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/made-of-honor.html' title='Made of Honor'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/S5gEY54GGnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/X2KJAOn1ndw/s72-c/Made+of+Honor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-8111329605717214285</id><published>2010-03-11T03:08:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:24:42.239+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of Reach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Knew the sign wasn't right&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid for a while&lt;br /&gt;Swept away by you&lt;br /&gt;And now I feel like the fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So confused my heart's bruised&lt;br /&gt;Was I ever loved by you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach so far&lt;br /&gt;I never had your heart&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;We were never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch myself from despair&lt;br /&gt;I could drown if I stay here&lt;br /&gt;Keep busy every day&lt;br /&gt;I know I will be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But I was so confused my heart's bruised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; Was I ever loved by you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach so far&lt;br /&gt;I never had your heart&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;We were never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much hurt so much pain&lt;br /&gt;Takes a while to regain what is lost inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And I hope that in time you'll be out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm so confused my heart's bruised&lt;br /&gt;Was I ever loved by you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach so far&lt;br /&gt;I never had your heart&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;We were never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Got any idea this song is taken from a movie OST album soooooo what's that tell me tell me what movie is that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Bridget Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; yeah it's Bridget Jones' OST performed by Gabrielle. Okay seems  like there are too many songs that suit me but I actually pay attention much to those bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-8111329605717214285?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/8111329605717214285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/out-of-reach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8111329605717214285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8111329605717214285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/out-of-reach.html' title='Out Of Reach'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-4988431671544508962</id><published>2010-03-11T00:54:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T00:58:09.549+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr</title><content type='html'>http://nadinantonia.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really stand for cute pictures that everybody seems like to post all the time on Tumblr. Gotta have to follow more and more profile so I'd be able to reblog more more more and more :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-4988431671544508962?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/4988431671544508962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/tumbr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4988431671544508962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4988431671544508962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/tumbr.html' title='Tumblr'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-6759122723038661844</id><published>2010-03-11T00:25:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:25:21.688+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luluh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh haruskah aku pergi salahkah bila ku disini tak peduli keadaannya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katakan berapa dalam kau ingin aku masuk di kehidupanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh katakan berapa jauh kau ingin aku ada di hari-harimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana pantasnya&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh haruskah aku pergi salahkah bila ku disini tak peduli keadaannya?&lt;br /&gt;Oh setiap kau tersenyum membuatku melupakan dunia nyata&lt;br /&gt;Tetap disini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak pernah semudah itu aku mengerti apa yang kita jalani&lt;br /&gt;Meski akhirnya semudah itu hatiku luluh kembali ke pelukanmu&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana pantasnya&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh haruskah aku pergi salahkah bila ku disini tak peduli keadaannya?&lt;br /&gt;Oh setiap kau tersenyum membuatku melupakan dunia nyata&lt;br /&gt;Tetap disini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apalah yang diharapkan bila tak ada tujuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Mungkin hanya kesenangan yang membuat kita terus bertahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh haruskah aku pergi salahkah bila ku disini tak peduli keadaannya?&lt;br /&gt;Oh setiap kau tersenyum membuatku melupakan dunia nyata&lt;br /&gt;Tetap disini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gilak banget sih lagunya Maliq &amp;amp; D'Essentials yang ini. Every words strike its meaning literally.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-6759122723038661844?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/6759122723038661844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/luluh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6759122723038661844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6759122723038661844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/luluh.html' title='Luluh'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-3734108850427218348</id><published>2010-03-06T03:48:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T03:57:56.895+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Safety Net</title><content type='html'>Wooo hoooo. I guess baby octopus always knows how to make me calm comfort feel positive and peaceful. No wonder. So it's okay I guess to be tangled (now). Yes but also caught up in safety net. Can't wait to sleep then cause that probably the rightest and possible place to meet ma sugarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye world! Boa noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-3734108850427218348?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/3734108850427218348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-safety-net.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3734108850427218348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3734108850427218348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-safety-net.html' title='My Safety Net'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-5792930383409473736</id><published>2010-03-06T01:08:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:26:00.446+07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Could Be) A Self Help Novel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue lagi baca bukunya Paulo Coelho, judulnya The Witch of Portobello. Mm, belom selesai juga sih bacanya tapi kalo dari resensinya sih itu buku nyeritain tentang seorang penyihir yang hidup di tahun 1990-an dimana ceritanya berdasarkan orang-orang yang ada di sekeliling dia. Nama tokoh utamanya Athena. Modelnya kaya jurnal gitu sih isi cerita orang-orang yang kenal dia dan pernah berinteraksi sama dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sejauh yang gue baca, udah setengahnya, si Athena malah ga keliatan kaya penyihir sih. Entah apa karna konstruksi kita tentang penyihir macem2 ya tapi Athenanya kaya normal2 aja, gasuka casting spells gitu, ga gloomy, gapunya kekuatan aneh2 kecualii dia bisa meramal masa depan pas kecil. Trus dia tipikal orang yang punya jiwa murni gitu kali ya. Baik banget sih tulus. Gatau deng belom selesai juga akika bacanya ntar sotoy lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bagus sih tapi buku ini. Entah karna guenya juga yang lagi suram trus oversensitif ya apa2 dibilang bagus dan fitted in sama sikon gue haha tapi paaaasss banget abis baca buku ini gue dapet pencerahan. Soalnya di salah satu chapternya buku ini ngebahas tentang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;bersikap jujur terhadap diri sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; caranya adalah dgn berdiam diri dan merenung. Keliatan basi sih kayanya guru yoga dimana2 ngerti trik ini. Tapi bedanya buku ini ngasitau caranya jujur dengan diem merenung, memikirkan ulang idup lo, trus menulis kekecewaan2 hidup lo di kertas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;DANG. Pas banget. Haha gue abis diceramahin sama Punil temen kos gue ttg kebiasaan gue yg selalu memendam perasaan dan sakit hati, yg akhirnya malah bikin gue trauma ato dendam sama hal2 tertentu. Tadinya gue gapercaya, anjrit masa iya gue dendam sama orang, trauma pula. Setress amat. Eh tapi ternyata Punil bener loh, akhirnya gue nemu akar2 permasalahan gue selama ini, gue catet. Yang gue bingung gimana ngikhlasinnya hehe. Tapi seengganya udah ga ganjel sih. Dan setelah dipikir2 kebiasaan utk mendem segala sesuatu itu jelek banget. Bahkan dgn sarkasnya Punil bilang, kebiasaan jelek gue inilah yang justru menjerumuskan gue ke masalah2 yg akhirnya gue alamin. Padahal kalo aja gue mau sedikit lebih jujur dan terbuka, gue ga seharusnya gampang sakit ati ato dikecewain orang *apa bener gitu?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gue orangnya pelupaaaa banget. Buat ngumpulin daftar kekecewaan aja dibantuin Punil sama Cenni. Ha ha. Tapi lumayan sih udah gue baca berkali2 skrg udah lega deh. Masalahnya adalah gimana caranya fixing things yang udah keburu berantakan? Yah there will come the day sih. Oya ngomong2 kesuraman gue mulai berkurang. Untung bgt abis refleksi ini, malemnya gue ngobrol lagi sama Ari di sikon yang lebih baik. Ih beneran loh ternyata bisa ngobrol lagi sama Ari ngaruhnya gedeeee bgt buat gue. Malem kmrn gue jadi lebih tenang, plus udah lebih lega juga kan sebelumnya. Macem2 yg kita omongin dan itu bikin gue bisaaa tidur. Yaoloh udah dari hari Minggu gue gatidur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;samasekali &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;dan akhirnya Kamis malemnya gue bisa tidur alhamdulillah. So can't hardly wait for that one fine day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jadi bukunya Paulo oke banget deh bisa bantuin gue berpikir lebih positif. Kayanya novel ini bisa dijadiin referensi self help deh. Try me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-5792930383409473736?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/5792930383409473736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/could-be-self-help-novel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5792930383409473736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5792930383409473736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/could-be-self-help-novel.html' title='(Could Be) A Self Help Novel'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-4972150388509693460</id><published>2010-03-05T17:39:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:51:20.184+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safety Net</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;So where are you the place I used to call home. The one that I always headed back to, no matter how far I've been going away. My safety net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-4972150388509693460?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/4972150388509693460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/safety-net.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4972150388509693460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4972150388509693460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/safety-net.html' title='Safety Net'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-8094399707811889685</id><published>2010-03-03T12:17:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:42:18.410+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish I Said Yes. Would Things Changed?</title><content type='html'>These recent days every time Harry asked me to be his girl again, if I've ever said yes, would things be different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-8094399707811889685?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/8094399707811889685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish-i-said-yes-would-things-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8094399707811889685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8094399707811889685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish-i-said-yes-would-things-changed.html' title='I Wish I Said Yes. Would Things Changed?'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-6962026097465024016</id><published>2010-03-03T05:19:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:26:58.211+07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Eh gilak sih ini gue ngetik dari hape. Error gak ya ntar tampilannya? Zzz bodok ah gue bm pengen ngeblog hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tiga hari ini gue cuma tidur tiga jam sehari. Hoaamm pathetic. Selalu, cuma dari jam 5 sampe jam 8 pagi. Semoga abis ini engga gitu lagi deh yaa karna akhirnya gue belajar sesuatu dari perilaku zooonk gue yang nginsom gajelas itu. Gue belajar (lebih) ikhlas yeeeyy! *finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sooo yaudahlah ya beberapa bulan terakhir gue jelas-jelas menjalankan hubungan yang amat sangat rumit bin rempong. Beberapa kali usaha nyudahin but we kept coming back for more and more. I got my heart broken, disappointed and etc, then the guy came back with the puppy eyes lookalike, apologized, and asked me to take care of him again, and voilaaaaa 5 menit kemudian gue pasti udah baik lagi hehe. Selalu begitu polanya. Sampe gue capek. Ya capek. 8 bulan lebih gitu loh. Tapi hari ini gue menemukan jawabannya. Gue sadar kalo gue salah, karena gue meletakkan harapan gue terlalu tinggi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Iyaa si gendut emang sayang sama gue. Tapi sayang yang kaya gimana nih? Menurut gue, dia sayang karena kuantitas, ya akhirnya gue nemuin konklusi itu sih. Ya dia sayang sama kuantitas, sama perhatian yang gue kasi, sama waktu yang gue luangkan buat dia, semua muanya yang gue kasi banyak buat dia. Dia manja dan gue orangnya biasa manjain orang. Gue kadang-kadang mikir, kayanya gue jadi pengganti figur ibunya dijogja deh. Makan gue suapin, mau tidur harus gue garukin punggungnya, mijetin kalo capek, ngingetin ganti baju kalo mau tidur, copot softlens, sikat gigi sebelum tidur, nyediain susu kadang-kadang pas pagi, nyuci bajunya, ngerapihin kamarnya, menata lemari, ngebeliin beberapa kebutuhan bulanan dia kalo abis dan dia lupa, bela belain nyamperin dia kalo sakit padahal gue baru selesai magang malem2 dsb. Hal kecil dan printilan yang banyak gue kasi ke dia. Yang gue rasa membuat itu semua jadi kebiasaan. Ketika lo dihadepin sama kenyataan lo harus berpisah dr kebiasaan lo itu, pasti lo sedih kan? Pasti lo ga terima kan? Tapi yaa yaudah. Kalo cuma sebatas kebiasaan toh ketika lo ganti kebiasaan lo cukup adjusting lagi dan yeah lo bakal lupa sama kebiasaan lama lo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tadinya gue percaya kalo Ari bisa beneran sayang sama gue. Ya sayang aja, gapake embel apa apa. Karna gue gini lah gitu lah. Karna kalo dia bisa sayang yang seperti itu ke gue, pasti dia bisa nerima kelebihan dan kekurangan gue. Ternyata engga. Ada beberapa sifat gue yang Ari gasuka. Dan dia bahkan juga ga termasuk kriteria cowo idaman. At first I was thinking screw you perfect boyfriend materials. But then I went wrong. Karena selama 8 bulan lebih kita gabisa maintain kekecewaan2 kita satu sama lain, we kept demanding this and that while we're actually not really closed to those expectations. Ari itu sangat2 egois sementara gue orangnya sangat freewill sekali. Gue menghargai kepercayaan yang diberikan orang, tapi ternyata Ari belom bisa percaya sama gue. Dia orangnya cuek dan gue orangnya suka mendem perasaan dan uring2an. Ari gampang ragu sama gue, gampang parno. Mungkin itu yang paling sering bikin begah. Apalagi kita baru 8 bulanan deket, jaauuhhh banget dibanding hubungan dia sama mantan sebelumnya. Itulah yang bikin Ari gapernah bisa berkorban banyak buat gue. Dia sayang sama gue, tapi ga sesayang itu. Gue tau dia butuh gue, mungkin karna gue kaya nyokapnya, dan karna gue mirip nyokapnya dia sayang sama gue. What a conditional situation ya sebetulnya. Buta gue baru nyadar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ari masih kecil, kaya anak keciiill banget. Gue rasa dia sendiri sebetulnya gapernah bener2 tau apa yang dia mau. Dia hanya menikmati semua perhatian yang dikasi orang2 ke dia, and for some people, like me, he wanted to keep the attentions and carings any longer only for him. Ga keitung deh berapa kali dia bisa on off sama gue. On dalam artian ngendon sama gueee terus. Kaya anak monyet. Hehe trus tiba2 ya biasa aja gitu. Gue gapernah bener2 off contact sama Ari sih. Tapi beberapa kali gue pengen udahan, pengen ngejauh. Cuma ya gitu, Ari gabisa, ga siap mungkin kalo gapunya baby sitter lagi :) Dan jujur gue gabisa juga kalo ga merhatiin dia. Dia kaya adek cowo buatt gue -___- adek cowo yang gapernah gue punya tapi gue harep2in teruss. Gitu deh siklusnya, supply and demand yang kaya lingkaran setan :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tiap kali gue bilang capek, dia langsung baik sama gue. Dia pernah nangis waktu kita mau udahan (dan kayanya gue salah mengartikan tangisan itu hehe). Kalo lagi males gue orangnya suka ogah2an, ilfil dan tiba2 ngejauh aja gitu gamau ngobrol sama dia. Tapi nanti dia bakal marah2 sendiri. Nyariin gue terus, uring2an kalo gue datar di bbm dsb. Dia emang paling gasuka digituin. Tapi kadang-kadang, dia juga bisa malah jadi ngediemin gue jugaa kalo gue diem. Bingung kan? Hehe. Sampe akhirnya waktu terakhir kali gue jalan dijakarta sama dia, Ari kepikiran buat nyudahin hubungan yang rumit ini dengan mengambil keputusan. I hoped that's a good sign but then jedueeeeerrrr gitu2 lagi aja tuh kejadiannya he he. Gue gapernah bener2 ngerasa punya hubungan yang lancar dan meyakinkan sama dia. Quite far away from security, jadinya selalu degdegan kaya besok tuh mungkin aja ada keajaiban apaaa gitu and voilaaaa, Ari ilang aja gitu dr hidup gue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Well cerita ini adalah tentang gue dan Ari. Ada banyaaakk masalah yang kejadian dan ngelibatin banyak pihak tapi gue gaakan ceritain juga sih. Gue cuma pengen ngereview 8 bulan terakhir ini gue ngapain sih sama dia. How it started how it worked and now how it ended. Dari dulu Ari lebih sering nyerahin keputusan ke gue tiap kali gue bilang nyerah dll. Itu tricky banget loh cause somehow that time I always could find a desperate glance on his eyes. Like a little puppy begging its master not to abandon it alone. Gitu2 deh. Yak dan bodohnya gueeee, selalu dan selalu gabisa utk ga peduli lagi sama dia. Oh little boy what spell did you cast on me I feel like hypnotized. Ini gue yakin dialami juga sama beberapa mantan dia, bahkan dgn efek yang lebih dahsyat tentunyaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tapi hari ini gue nemu jawabannya. Semoga hari ini kata2 "this is it" bener2 this is it. Disamping gue yang masi seumur jagung kenal dia, gue berasa ga ada apa2nya. Entah kenapa gue selalu berpikir gue gapantes buat Ari karna kurang ada 'klik' di kita, mungkin chemistry kurang, ato dia telanjur punya perfect couple thingy with his former girlfriend. I dunno. Maybe I was challenging a stability, so called perfect and fit relationship. Yaoloh 8 bulan dibanding 3 taun ya susah juga kali yaaaa hehe. Ari bilang maaf karna dia gapernah bisa bener2 berkorban buat gue, ya karna gue baru (sebentar). Dia ngerasa salah selalu bikin gue sedih terus. Akhirnya Tuhaaaann gue sadar, sepertinya gue terlalu memaksakan diri, mengandalkan dia terlalu banyak. Gue jadi kasian. Yaudahdeh FIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Secara sifat dsb gue dan Ari jelas ga terlalu cocok. Hehe kita juga sama2 kaget kali ya ketemu partner yang bedaaaa bgtt. Tapi gue bisa bilang kalo gue dan Ari menyukai dan menikmati hal2 yang sama. Rasanya menyenangkan cuma nonton dvd bareng, sing along the same old songs, youtube freak, speaking of CR 7 and soccer thingy these recent days, having Jeigermester, reading comics, mm apalagi ya. Yaa aktivitas2 kecil yang menenangkan dan bikin nyaman. Pokonya sama dia pasti seneng terus. Gue tau dia juga gitu. Kayanya kita gapernah punya masalah deh kalo lagi spending time sama2. He's like my bestfriend. We're so fitted in those categories. Ato mungkin itu ya? Gue lebih cocok jadi sahabat dia? Mungkin gue the next Farah (sahabatnya) gitu buat dia, hanya aja dalam versi lebih feminin? Hehe gatau deh. Pokonya sekarang kalo gue kehilangan Ari, gue kehilangan partner dan sahabat. Gue gabisa jelasin kaya apa rasanya karna ini bener2 pertama buat gue :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Gimana ya, dia udah kaya orang yang gue cari kalo gue seneng, karna gue pengen ajak ketawa bareng. Gue ceritain kegiatan harian gue, orang yang pengen gue pinjem bahunya kalo gue sedih. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Effortlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; he's like a home that I always want to come back no matter how far I've been going away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Kebalikan dari Ari gue justru merasa beruntung bisa punya hubungan yang solid hanya dalam waktu singkat. Gue malah mikir, time doesn't define love. I don't care how much time I've been knowing you but I know you now and sure, going to know you always. Gue emang baru kenal Ari sebentar, tapi gue cukup tau dia gimana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Cerita gue amat sangat random ya? Haha. Bingung deh otak gue suka skipp kalo mikir sesuatu pasti loncat2. Yang jelaaass hubungan gue sama Ari hari ini udahan. Mm, lebih tepatnya kita memilih untuk ngurusin diri sendiri dulu -___- Hehe tapi haruuus ikhlas! Kalo sayang sama orang, kita harus usaha biar orang itu seneng dan nyaman terus dong. Yaa semoga gue ga bikin pusing2 lagi dan dia juga terbebas dari perasaan bersalah karna gapernah bisa menyayangi gue appropiately. Dan gue gapengen ada masalah2 mulu yang rutin ngebuntutin setiap kali gue sama dia. I miss him already though. Dia kemaren sakit mata gara2 kebiasaan gapernah copot softlens kalo tidur. Duh skarang gimana ya? I couldn't be there to help him, applying insto or etc. Tuhh kaaann kaya gitu2 yang gue khawatirin. Lebay sih ya. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So I got two quotes jump inside my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, of course for me. If he's just NOT that into you, why are you trying so hard? (You refers to me maksudnya). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, for him. I give you love and you give me the perfect love songs. So see the difference right? That explains how things aren't working well :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Tadi tuh abis bbman yang kita mau udahan dia ngetweet quote2 lagunya The Beatles gitu deh hehe wildest thought, that probably related to me ga ya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;For what we've not done much, you're like the world I'm living. Aaa he's just the rightest person without the right time right place right condition. That makes the rests seem not so right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-6962026097465024016?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/6962026097465024016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6962026097465024016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6962026097465024016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It :)'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-8894135202777342723</id><published>2009-11-12T18:27:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:27:16.528+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, it feels like I like it I love it when we're together. When we're apart, we're so dysfunction. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, the quote's taken from (500) Days of Summer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-8894135202777342723?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/8894135202777342723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-us-yes-it-feels-like-i-like-it-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8894135202777342723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8894135202777342723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-us-yes-it-feels-like-i-like-it-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-6049320489848897418</id><published>2009-11-12T18:07:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:27:26.656+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encourage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifetime'/><title type='text'>DADDY THINGY ON MOVIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Gue selalu gak tahan tiap kali nonton film-film yang ada adegan dramatis antara ayah dan anak, terutama anak cewe ya. Gaktau kenapa. Pasti gue cengeng banget kalo udah urusan film gitu. Haha film apa aja sih kayanya gue bakalan cengeng juga sih nontonnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmm, misalnya apa ya? Ini nih yang paling gue inget. BIG DADDY. Itu loh filmnya Adam Sandler. Yang tentang dia ngaku-ngaku jadi bapak dari anak temen seflat-nya. Itu sinting banget deh bikin nangisnya. Huhu. DVD gue sampe patah 3 kali (which means I've bought it for 3 times) dan sekarang gue lagi gak ada DVDnya lagi. Hiks. Gue selalu inget kata-katanya Sonny Koufax waktu dia disidang. Dia ngomong gini sama bokapnya, eh intinya aja deh. Gue lupa kata-kata pastinya. Bahwa bokapnya Sonny emang boleh khawatir kalo Sonny akan menerima celaka, dirampok, dijambret, apapun deh yang bikin gagal. Tapi bapaknya Sonny (named Lenny), seharusnya gaperlu takut kalo Sonny akan gagal jadi ayah. Karna Sonny ga mungkin gagal. Sonny GAK BOLEH gagal. Alright. The rest of the scene is that the people in the court room start calling their daddys back home just to say "I LOVE YOU DADDY."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tiap di adegan itu, air mata gue banjir. Haha. Dan freakily, gue selalu mengulang bagian itu. I just love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ngomong-ngomong, nonton Cloudy with a Chance of Meatball aja gue nangis loh. Haha aneh juga kan? Yang pas bapaknya si siapa tuh -lupa deh gue nama tokoh utamanya- ngomong ke anaknya pake translator. Aaaa, sediihh. Tapi semua orang bingung sih kenapa gue nangis haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dan baru-baru aja, gue nonton film Gone Baby Gone (ini film disutradarain sama Ben Affleck loh). FIlm lama sih, tapi gue baru liat DVDnya. Dan disitu, ada adegan Morgan Freeman (as Jack Doyle) yang ketauan nyembunyiin anak perempuan korban penculikan. Sebetulnya Doyle ini baik loh maksudnya. Secara ibunya si anak ini emang kacau, ga becus ngurus anaknya gitu. Dan ada semacama konspirasi untuk menculik i Amanda (anak cewe) ini. Doyle, yang menurut cerita harus kehilangan anak perempuannya karena dibunuh, otomatis seneng-seneng aja waktu dapet tawaran untuk merawat Amanda diem-diem. Padahal Doyle ini polisi loh. Singkat kata, aksi ini ketauan, dan Doyle harus masuk penjara. Meeenn, adegan waktu Doyle dimasukkin ke mobil polisi dan dia ngeliat Amanda nangis-nangis gamau disuruh pulang, bener-bener miris :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, sebetulnya banyak sih film-film yang kaya gitu. Yang gampang bikin gue mewek. Pokoknya asal film itu berhubungan sama bokap-anak dan oma-cucu, pasti gueee kejerrr. Ada cerita pribadi di balik itu sih. Tapi ga penting juga ya diomongin sekarang hehe. Kapan-kapan aja deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Next time gue review yang lainnya. ADIOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-6049320489848897418?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/6049320489848897418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/11/daddy-thingy-on-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6049320489848897418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6049320489848897418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/11/daddy-thingy-on-movies.html' title='DADDY THINGY ON MOVIES'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-8207431799576426597</id><published>2009-09-19T13:05:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:18:37.513+07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I Hate About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I've just watched " 10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU " and Kat Stratford's poem blows my mind. The words are playing inside my head. I repeated the scene over and over, just in try to catch up words. Though I could google it, I just wanna get it by myself. Aren't they right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;I hate the way you talk to me,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;and the way you cut your hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;I hate the way you drive my car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;I hate it when you stare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;I hate your big dumb combat boots,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;and the way you read my mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;I hate you so much it makes me sick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;It even makes me rhyme.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;I hate it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;I hate the way you're always right,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;I hate it when you lie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;even worse when you make me cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;I hate it when you're not around,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;and the fact that you didn't call.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "&gt;Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 153);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Poor Kat. Now I'm successfully wet my bed. Girls will always be girls yeah? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-8207431799576426597?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/8207431799576426597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8207431799576426597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8207431799576426597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='10 Things I Hate About You'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-3425054474253145121</id><published>2009-09-19T12:28:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:27:56.841+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughtful Ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I know you want me. But you don't keep me. That makes no difference for me to be or not to be there. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I can't see the negatives of people. My mind just doesn't work that way. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Loosen up your sandy hands. The more you keep it tightly in your hands, the sand run out. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Talk to yourself before you talk to people. You can't keep it up if it has the boomerang effect. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you're sinless you may throw the first ball.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* That is why, not seeing each other kills the best of us. The old pattern keeps us us when the right pattern makes us disfunctioned. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* People talk so all the time, behind my back. Feels like I wanna throw the facts but then it'll break your heart. I'm not that mean darling, I'm not that mean... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Don't talk like you know me. Because if you know me, you wouldn't talk. Understanding rests inside mind. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wishing life is more like an i-pod. Random, shuffled, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, but always fun to enjoy. Until the battery runs out... (And the worst, it's nonchargeable?) *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-3425054474253145121?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/3425054474253145121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-thoughtful-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3425054474253145121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3425054474253145121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-thoughtful-ideas.html' title='Random Thoughtful Ideas'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-7312393286917278966</id><published>2009-09-19T12:08:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:25:37.624+07:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Love Someone (Endah ft. Rhesa)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SrRnr-2dTiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TshvNXDTrUQ/s1600-h/endah_n_rhesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SrRnr-2dTiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TshvNXDTrUQ/s200/endah_n_rhesa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383041459918032418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you but it’s not so easy to make you here with me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna touch and hold you forever&lt;br /&gt;But you’re still in my dream&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stand to wait ‘till nite is coming to my life&lt;br /&gt;But I still have a time to break a silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;Just be brave to say that you want him to be with you&lt;br /&gt;When you hold your love&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever let it go&lt;br /&gt;Or you will loose your chance&lt;br /&gt;To make your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to hide and watch you from a distance and i knew you realized&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for a time to get closer at least to say “hello”&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t stand to wait your love is coming to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;Just be brave to say that you want him to be with you&lt;br /&gt;When you hold your love&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever let it go&lt;br /&gt;Or you will loose your chance&lt;br /&gt;To make your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought that I’m so strong&lt;br /&gt;I stuck on you and wait so long&lt;br /&gt;But when love comes it can’t be wrong&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever give up just try and try to get what you want&lt;br /&gt;Cause love will find the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;Just be brave to say that you want him to be with you&lt;br /&gt;When you hold your love&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever let it go&lt;br /&gt;Or you will loose your chance&lt;br /&gt;To make your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Read carefully. Sometimes it works in reverse version. No one ever really knows :) ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-7312393286917278966?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/7312393286917278966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-you-love-someone-endah-ft-rhesa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7312393286917278966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7312393286917278966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-you-love-someone-endah-ft-rhesa.html' title='When You Love Someone (Endah ft. Rhesa)'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SrRnr-2dTiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TshvNXDTrUQ/s72-c/endah_n_rhesa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-7801398099219096845</id><published>2009-09-12T16:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T16:25:56.573+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Feeling You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Sometimes, I imagine the world without you&lt;br /&gt;But most times, I’m just so happy that I ever found you&lt;br /&gt;It’s a complicated web, that you weave inside my head&lt;br /&gt;So much pleasure with such pain&lt;br /&gt;Hope we always, always stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m feelin’ the way you cross my mind&lt;br /&gt;And you save me in the nick of time&lt;br /&gt;I’m ridin’ the highs, I’m diggin’ the lows&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause at least I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never faced so many emotional days&lt;br /&gt;But my life is good&lt;br /&gt;I’m feelin’ you&lt;br /&gt;I’m feelin’ you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go, and then I can finally breathe in&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause baby I know, in the end you’re never leavin’&lt;br /&gt;Well we’re rarely ever sane, I drive you crazy and you do the same&lt;br /&gt;But your fire fills my soul&lt;br /&gt;And it warms me up like no one knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I’m feelin’ the way you cross my mind&lt;br /&gt;And you save me in the nick of time&lt;br /&gt;I’m ridin’ the highs, I’m diggin’ the lows&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause at least I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never faced so many emotional days&lt;br /&gt;But my life is good&lt;br /&gt;I’m feelin’ you&lt;br /&gt;I’m feelin’ you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m feelin’ the way you cross my mind&lt;br /&gt;And you save me in the nick of time&lt;br /&gt;I’m ridin’ the highs, I’m diggin’ the lows&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause at least I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never faced so many emotional days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I’m feelin’ the way you cross my mind&lt;br /&gt;And you save me in the nick of time&lt;br /&gt;I’m ridin’ the highs, I’m diggin’ the lows&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause at least I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never faced so many emotional days&lt;br /&gt;But my life is good&lt;br /&gt;I'm feelin' you&lt;br /&gt;I'm feelin' you&lt;br /&gt;I'm feelin' you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm feelin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I’m feelin’ the way that you cross my mind&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you save me in the nick of time&lt;br /&gt;Oh I’m feelin’ the way when you walk on by&lt;br /&gt;I feel light, I feel love, I feel butterflies&lt;br /&gt;I feel butterflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;(The whole sentences are too sweet. I am as much as it is).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-7801398099219096845?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/7801398099219096845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-feeling-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7801398099219096845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7801398099219096845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-feeling-you.html' title='I&apos;m Feeling You'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-6049602076435585878</id><published>2009-08-28T05:55:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T06:24:07.749+07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>People live in memory, well there's nothing wrong with that&lt;div&gt;The more it causes misery because they live it for a long time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While you're continuing your life it has to be passed by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can't be kept even on your present or future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're moving on we let it away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can't then just don't move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait, watch, and let the show ends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow anything that has a start has a finish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine you're in a race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know your finish, you know how it'll be going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when you see the line, you're questioning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In what way will you reach the end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want it slow you'll be much pained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want it quick you're not really into it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need help so please tell them to say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because you're not too good in that, you know it so bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-6049602076435585878?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-6163362065221558539</id><published>2009-08-24T04:15:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:50:36.923+07:00</updated><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>If people want the same thing, are they really fitted in?&lt;div&gt;If people always feel the same, are they really connected?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If people can't live without each other, are they really destined being together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If people have the same desire, are they really sure about each other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-6163362065221558539?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/6163362065221558539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6163362065221558539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6163362065221558539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-7692614692850144167</id><published>2009-08-21T21:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:37:50.301+07:00</updated><title type='text'>fasting days</title><content type='html'>Well starts from tomorrow, Moslems will have their fasting days. Yang mana gue juga pasti ikutaan hehe karna biasa dan terkondisikan. Kasian tapi temen2 gue di tempat kkn yang masih stuck disini, luntang lantung, padahal udah jobless tapi ga dipulang2in. Sinting emang dpl sama lppm. Ga pengertian bgt sih. Ga mikirr apa kalo kita masih ada kuliah dll. Teruus kita juga puasa. Dan kita harus bolak balik kuliah - tempat kkn, nglaju gitu, di bulan puasa. Emang kurang waras tuh. Stress semua anak2. Mana denger2 gosipnya kkn bisa diextend sampe 7 september. Duileee mati aja di kampung orang :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasiaaann temen2 gue yang gabisa puasa hari pertama dirumah. Pastii sedih. Bakalan ribet juga nih kayanya karna gue kan disini masak sendiri. Gimana coba sahurnya? Malay bgt deh masakk. Huhu. Ini aja gue lagi masak2 abis terawehan gitu. Biar besok tinggal dipanasin aja. Ngomong2 tadi gue ikut teraweh. Kikukk sih, tapi disuruh pak rt jadinya gaenakk. Pak rt gue bilang seneng bgt kalo liat gue dijilbabin haha yaampun jadi gue selalu diharusin ikut pengajian dan tadi disuruh teraweh. Pinter aja lagi alesannya : daripada kamu dirumah sendirian mba nadin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapii ada yang mengganjal juga sih. Gapapa ga sih kalo gue ikutan solat gitu2? Kata temen gue nita sih asal niatnya baik ya gapapa. Dan ya gue emang gapunya niat aneh2 sih sekedar mau tau aja gapapa kan? Toh kalo di bali di tempat sodara I learnt how to pray in pura. Dulu juga pernah ke klenteng2 gitu (haha banyak coba2nya). Mungkin yg agak aneh karna kalo solat kan pake mukena gitu2 sama kaya pake baju adat di bali dulu juga kikukk sih tapi udah lupa rasanya gimana hehe. Ohh ya berarti sama aja lah ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways kkn gue diundurr tgl 7 september dan itu siaaaal bgt ya hikss. Males bgt kalo ada kuliah disuruh nglaju itu. Capeeekk gila. Hah ini dpl gue katanya besok sabtu mau kesini sih mau ngefixin nasib kita gimana. Doakan yang terbaik lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well apa lagi ya? Udah ah gue udah skip soalnya ngantukkss banget hehe. Besok harus bangun pagi. Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-7692614692850144167?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/7692614692850144167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/fasting-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7692614692850144167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7692614692850144167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/fasting-days.html' title='fasting days'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-4098120977516548624</id><published>2009-08-20T01:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:48:25.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kacaaaauuu</title><content type='html'>Wah kacauu nih kkn. Masak gosipnya bakal diundur gitu penarikannya sampe tanggal 31? Gile aja looo. Jelas2 senin udah mulai kuliah. Ah malayy banget kan kkn lama2. Masalahnya unit gue beneran udah jobless. Kasian juga anak2 yang puasa kalo harus puasa disini. Belom lagi di tempat gue semua masak2 sendiri hiks rebek banget kan bakalan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways bentarr lagi kuliah. Bentar lagi ketemu anak2. Asiikkk. Beneran harus main2 segera nih. Ndyy udah ngajakin wii, okelah. Irya ngajak karaoke, lebih oke. Peppy ngajak nonton, nah ini apalagi gue gatahan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester ini semester terakhir ambil teori abis itu bebas teori. Waaa skripsi bakal kaya apa ya? Zzzzz. Nyari tema susah beneerr. Duhh mana masih harus ngulang mpkk lagi aah tetot bgt gue kalo disuruh ngitung2 huhu. Pokoknyaa harus tertib sama deadline deh. Maksimal agustus 2010 gue haruss lulus. Then out from jogja. Baliii hereee I comeee :) Entah kenapa gue pengeeen bgt2 tinggal di bali. Jakarta crowded bgt, jogja lack of opportunity. Balii, santai cool great environment high income dll. Sooo I think bali is the best. Doakan yaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo for now I just wish that this crap thing called kkn will be end asap. Becauseee I'm bored to death. I wanna go back to civilization (not that the villagers are uncivilized but yaaa I need city sphere) soon. Meet up my buddies. Start schooling. And maintain my life, mean like arranging plan and displace the unimportant things. I want to put my ducks in a row. Gotta be serious and concentrate on my aims. Yell 'breake a leg' to me then :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-4098120977516548624?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/4098120977516548624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/kacaaaauuu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4098120977516548624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4098120977516548624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/kacaaaauuu.html' title='kacaaaauuu'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-4681358585406931610</id><published>2009-08-17T12:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:33:46.504+07:00</updated><title type='text'>indonesia tuaaaaa</title><content type='html'>Well hari ini hari kemerdekaan RI. Waaaa tua juga ya tahun ini indonesia udah 64 tahun gitu umurnya. Hehe kapan ya indo sesukses amrik? Apa iya dia harus berumur 300an tahun dulu baru sukses? Hehe. Yaa semoga tambah yang baik2 ajalah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalem tuh ada tirakatan di desa gue. Semacam apa ya, acara kumpul bareng2 warga gitu sebelom tanggal 17 dan engga tiduur gitu sampe midnite. Bodohnyaaaa adalah : gue ketiduran! Haha kebo bgt emang. Jadi tuh tadinya anak2 cewe gue engga ada yg mau ikut tirakatan soalnya biasanya yg banyak dateng tuh cowo. Eh ternyata kita sampe disamperin mas-mas desa disuruh dateng. Tapinyaaaa gue keburu tewas di kasuur. Haha gue kecapekan abis berjuang di dapur, demi indonesia. Terus dibangunin engga bisa2 huhu maaf ya teman. Alhasil gue ditinggalin. Nahhh bangkenyaa ya, anak2 resee bgt. Pas ditanyain 'mba nadinnya mana?' Eh malah dijawab 'waaah dia mah kalo udah ketemu kasur langsung nempel. Emang dasar dia Aura Kasur.' MALUUU BGT gasihhhh? Sialan. Mana nanti malem gue mau ngisi acara di panggung 17an, nyanyi2 gitu. Terus anak2 ngomporin warga buat manggil gue dengan sebutan aura kasur. Ih bangkenya pol. Orang2 cuma ngetawain doang :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngomong2 17an itu identik dgn pahlawan ya? Hehe gue jadi inget waktu gue smp ada sesi ngobrol sama temen2 gue abis upacara. Nah kita ngomongin siapa orang dirumah yg dianggep pahlawan. Eh jawabannya rata2 tuh kalo engga mbaknya (prt) yaa sopirnya. Hahaha. Jarang yg jawab bonyoknya gitu. Oon bgt ya? Gue aja jawabnya mbak gue juga. Alesannya simpel : she cooked better than my mom. Hehe oiya dia juga selalu back up gue kalo gue pulang telat dan mau diomelin nyokap. Ihh baikk bgt kaaannn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawaban temen2 gue lebih caur lagi. Inka dengan pembantunya yg bernama ella (yang mana lemot bgt) selalu diback up dari telfon2 terror dan blackmail dari cowo cowo yg ngejar2 diaa. Besides ella's the who always fulfilled inka's needs everyday. Yaiyalah susternya gitu. Teruuus sopirnya inka juga baiikk bgt. Asik lagi orangnya. Aduh namanya siapa sih lupa. &lt;br /&gt;Terus ada lagi temen gue cowo yang sayang bgt sama sopirnya. Namanya pak jono. Alesannya lebih gapenting men. Jadi ceritanya pernah temen gue bingung milih diantara dua cewe yg dia suka. Trus dia curhat sama sopirnya. Sopirnya cuma jawab gini : pilih yang paling sering bikin kamu ketawa aja soalnya itu tandanya kamu nyaman jalan bareng sama dia. Hahaha dan benerrr dong dia jalan sama cewe itu sampe sma. Sayangnya putus karna pas kuliah jadi ldr gitu. But they keep hanging on each other dan masih sama2 single. Dan temen gue masih curhat ke pak jono sampe skrg tentang cewe yang sama ini zzzzz. Haha tapi pak jono suka bingung kalo dijelasin ttg chatting webcam msn dll jadinya kata temen gue doi udah sulit membantu ngasi advice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada lagi sahabat gue (aduh nama mbaknya siapa ya lupa. Gue manggilnya mbaknya vania -vania nama temen gue). Waaahh ini mbak galaknyaa polll. Tapi kadang suka pengen sok asik juga kalo gue lagi jalan berlima. Haha dan gue tau bgt vania sayang sama mbaknya karna dari orok dia itu ngejagain ya mbaknya itu. Yang ngerawat ya si mbak itu. Udah kaya emaknya sendiri deh. Ya maklum kan emak babenya sibukk. Biasalah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm apalagi yaa? Banyak dehh. Tapi intinya gue mau bilang kalo buat anak2 jaman skrg kayanya pahlawan di tengah keluarga mereka bukan lagi sosok yg memiliki hubungan sedarah ya. Bukan emak babe kakak adek tante yangti yang kung dll. Soalnya mereka lebih deket sama prt ato sopir ato tukang kebonnya. Kenapa ya? Waaa ortu2 jaman skrg sibuuk sih. Besok gue engga boleh jadi ortu yg gitu ah. Malu juga kan kalo anak gue pas sd disuruh mengarang : who is your (favorite) hero dan mereka bakal nyebut nama pembokatnya. Zzzzzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadii gue mau belajar jadi pahlawan. Buat siapa ya? Buat diri gue sendiri aja deh. Tapi caranya belom tau gimana. Hehe laterlah. Happy independence day indonesiaku tuaaaaaa! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-4681358585406931610?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/4681358585406931610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/indonesia-tuaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4681358585406931610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4681358585406931610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/indonesia-tuaaaaa.html' title='indonesia tuaaaaa'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-3444142446500664366</id><published>2009-08-14T20:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:00:41.216+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamga</title><content type='html'>Yaampun kamga itu okeeeee sekaliiii. Kenapaa sih tangga jarang perform lagu Be My Wife yaampun padahal itu baguus banget deh ya. Cengeng deh gue masakk cuma denger lagu itu pake headset (biar mantep gitu suaranya) eh langsung mewek2 gajelaaass. Auo. Silly nyoooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapan2 harus bisa dinyanyiin lagu ini lagi sama dia. In person :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-3444142446500664366?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/3444142446500664366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/kamga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3444142446500664366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3444142446500664366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/kamga.html' title='Kamga'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-1111236047880349549</id><published>2009-08-14T20:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:52:34.728+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mati lampu :(</title><content type='html'>Zonk banget nih di tempat kkn gue lagi mati lampu. Gelaaap banget sedesa. Gabisa mandi deh karna airnya juga engga bisa nyala zzzzz. Alhasil dari abis magrib sampe hampir jam 9an gini kita cuma ngumpul2 aja di teras depan. Makan pecel lele rame rame (eh udah beberapa hari ini loh gue sama anak2 engga masakk. Hehe boseeen). Teruus main karambol. Abis ini main capsa apa ya? Ato nyanyi2 aja kali ya :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaa ga kerasa kayanya kurang dari dua minggu lagi kkn gue beress. Yess yess. Mungkin 10 hari lagi ya? Aaaaa teruus kuliah. Terus ketemu anak2. Tapi kuliah tinggal dikit nih. Jadwalnya pasti lebih susah barengan juga :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue paling benci mati lampu. Karna biasanya bawaan jadi suram kalo mati lampu. Masak iya gue tidur lagi padahal tadi sore udah kebo bgt tidurnya. Eh gue sering banget loh yang kaya ketindihan gitu. Gara gara tidur sampe magrib huhu. Pamali ya. Anyways skrg ini bisa dibayangin ga sih apa yang bisa lo lakuin di pedalaman gini kalo mati lampu. Yaa walopun dimana mana mati lampu sama ajaaaa. Tapi kayanya kalo dijogja bisa ngaburr kemana gitu. Kalo disiniii :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh kalo besokk masuk kuliah kan matkul gue tinggal dikit ya. Gue mau cari kesibukan ah. Apaan ya? Zzzzzz. Something that provides money or expenses one? Tapi gue mau les nyanyi ah sama yoga. Kali ini harus jadi engga boleh omdo. Sayang di jogja engga ada pranajaya. Sekalian les piano lagi apa ya? Eh ada ga sih tempat les nari jawa di jogja yang isinya anak mahasiswa? Kokk gue pengen juga ya? Hehe banyak mau deh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa udah ah nulis2 gini gue jadi suram sendiri. Anak2 pada main karambol gue engga bisa nih. Akhirnya gue cuma bisa autis di musholla sambil nulis2 gini hahaha. Eh akhir2 ini emosi gue gampang naik turun kenapa deh ya. Gampang seneng tapi cepet juga jadi sedihh. Aaaa apa ini pms? Gue sebel bgt kalo udah pms gini rasanya gue gapengen jadi cewe deh haha. Abisan rese bgt ya cewe harus pms. Padahal cewe pms kan makhluk paling ga jelas sedunia. Dan entah kenapa gue selalu gagal mencegah bad impacts kalo lagi pms. Jadi better keep a distance from a pms girl :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh gue lagi suka bgt dengerin this boy-nya james morrison walopun belom ngerti2 essence lagunya hehe. Oya sama the script yang the man who can't be moved. Haha lagu lama semua ya. Oya my favorite quote is : I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do&lt;br /&gt;How can I move on when I've been in love with you. Huhu kasian ya. Menyebalkan emang kalo ngomong pake hati. Kapan ya gue pinterr sepinter pinternya orang sampe gaperlu lagi ngomong pake hati tapi pake otak. Itu lohh kaya si scarlett di G.I Joe. Eh tapi sama aja deng, people couldn't resist from stupid feeling that they called it love. Yaaah jadi mau nonton G.I Joe lagi hehe. Aduuuh ngelantur kan. Kebiasaan deh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all folks. Daripada gue bosen engga ada kerjaan pas gelap2 gini mending nulis2 bego di blog kan ya. Doakan ya 10 hari ke depan jalannya lancarr dan kuliaaahhh selamat datang! Hehe. Eh gue lagi denger hello goodbye nih and suddenly became overblushed remembering those winked eyes brush my cheek. Yaaaa long live memory. Please stop misery. Ah ngomong apaaa sih. Hehe udah deh. Dadaaahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-1111236047880349549?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/1111236047880349549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/mati-lampu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/1111236047880349549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/1111236047880349549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/mati-lampu.html' title='mati lampu :('/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-5772597775150262837</id><published>2009-08-14T00:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T04:07:28.907+07:00</updated><title type='text'>go with the tempo</title><content type='html'>They want the time goes in andante everytime they're together&lt;br /&gt;Badly time always flies allegro&lt;br /&gt;All the goodness that they're afraid to let go&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the matter of ego&lt;br /&gt;But obviously they couldn't stop for another hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are things just like gilded butterflies?&lt;br /&gt;Or false pretension that blurs their eyes?&lt;br /&gt;They have feelings in temporary time but actually walk in rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more they look inside the more they got caught&lt;br /&gt;It's like hunger people can't fight&lt;br /&gt;Will someday they want to get out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they're fulfilling ego, they match the tempo&lt;br /&gt;And her heart beats like a tango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Somehow I just missed my old piano to boost my mood working on stupid words ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-5772597775150262837?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/5772597775150262837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-with-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5772597775150262837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5772597775150262837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-with-tempo.html' title='go with the tempo'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-405500365465914519</id><published>2009-08-11T04:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T04:10:46.792+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumpers</title><content type='html'>I feel like a jumper&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am able to transport myself from one place to another place&lt;br /&gt;But it's so sudden that I had things changed in 180 degrees&lt;br /&gt;Then sometimes flipped back&lt;br /&gt;Frankly I don't feel dizzy anymore&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is still odd&lt;br /&gt;But I'm adjusting somehow I enjoy the thrill&lt;br /&gt;It keeps me breathing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-405500365465914519?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/405500365465914519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/jumpers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/405500365465914519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/405500365465914519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/jumpers.html' title='Jumpers'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-4592948457456358324</id><published>2009-08-10T07:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T08:02:23.427+07:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight disease</title><content type='html'>My wildest mind can't resist from this creative night. &lt;br /&gt;It jumps from one scene to another scene.&lt;br /&gt;It plays possibilities that I'm afraid to see.&lt;br /&gt;Being stabbed in the chest, maybe it needs harder case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I tweeted that not in a full version because of the lack of only 140 characters. Guess it should be more completed but I forgot the rest huhu. I'm a short term memory lost ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-4592948457456358324?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/4592948457456358324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/midnight-disease.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4592948457456358324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4592948457456358324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/midnight-disease.html' title='midnight disease'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-7078128471475338013</id><published>2009-08-06T15:29:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:44:19.327+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>kkn</title><content type='html'>Aaaaaa. KKN menyebalkaaaann. Membuat gendut :(&lt;div&gt;Ada kalii gue naik tiga ato lima kilo ya sekarang. Hiks gembil banget. Efek disini selalu masak sendiri jadinya makan lebih lahap. Udah gitu makannya teratur kan ya sehari pasti tiga kali. Belom ditambah jajan ini ituu (abisan apa-apa murah gilaaa) yaudah deh bengkak ini badan huhu. Eh tapi gue lagi kapok jajan deng soalnya kemaren malah gejala tipes gara-gara beli es kelapa sembarangan hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways kkn gue udah jalan tiga mingguan lebih. Asiklah. Bentar lagi beres. Gosipnya sih engga akan lebih dari tanggal 25 karna tanggal 24 aja udah jadwalnya masuk kuliah. Aaaaa engga sabar pengen selesai kkn nih. Minggu lalu gue balik ke jokja, iseng aja cengo-cengo bego pengen tiduur di kosan. Terusan pergi-pergi cuma sama peppy eh malah kangeen anak-anak. Hahaha masak pas lagi pergi itu gue tiba-tiba pengen telfon listy teruuus gue telfon eh mau nangis cobaaa. Ihh berasa kaya lagi ngomong sama siapa deh ya padahal listy doang :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kangeeeeeenn gilaaaaa. Sama semua orang. Susah deh nyebutinnya hehe. Kemaren juga si janjun aneh banget tumben-tumbenan nyariin gue bilang kangen hihi. Sampe vn sama bbm fotoo mereka (janjun listy) aaaaaa lucuuu banget. Makin kangen. Hiks :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha sampe sms gue dong si janjun tapi kan im3 gue mati soalnya hapenya abis keflushed belom dibenerin hihii. Irya juga tiba-tiba nyariin gitu pas gue lagi di jokja dia ada feeling gue lagi pulang juga hehe yaampun emang deh yaa soulmate to the maxx iryaaaakuu huhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapinya sebel, abis kkn ini gue cuma ngambil tiga matkul doang kayanya. Semester depan udah langsung skripsi. Aaaaaa then ciao out from jokja dooonggg. Pasti makin susah deh ketemuan sama anak-anak pas semester ganjil besokk. Karna jadwal kuliahnya udah pada ga nyambung. Urusannya udah beda-beda. Grrrr at times like these I just wish that time could tick a little bit slower :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gue jadi sebel kkn. Hahaha entah kenapa kkn mengubah semuanya. Hidup orang-orang abis kkn pasti bakal berubah, beda-beda. Orientasinya lain. Mendadak gue takut lulus. Aaaah gue mau kuliah terus ajadeh :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekarang gue cuma mau nunggu-nunggu kapan ya kkn selesai. I wanna go back to jokja and so do my people. Daaaannn abis ituuu langsung main-main. Oh August 25th please come faster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-7078128471475338013?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/7078128471475338013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/kkn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7078128471475338013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7078128471475338013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/08/kkn.html' title='kkn'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-5618155871764658405</id><published>2009-07-24T11:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:50:44.605+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a donkey that learned :)</title><content type='html'>Katanya masih ada foto gue sama mantan di fb terus gue buka2 lagi akhirnya. Hahaha. Gue buka2 notes yang pernah gue tulis waktu gue patah hati sepatah patahnya gitu. Teruuus konyol aja sekarang jadinya kalo gue inget2. Hidup suram banget duluu. Apa apa bawaannya nangis. Dikit dikit pesimis. Ngomongnya kemana2 ngelantuur. Ada orang yang care dikit langsung ditimpalin. Duhh poor me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapii setelah gue baca lagi sekarang gue jadi gelii sendiri. Yaampun bodoh banget kan gue kenapa gue bisa segitunya waktu itu ya? Pendekk banget pikirannya. Kaya hidupp gue bakalan berhenti kalo gue ga get along sama orang itu lagi. Tapi ternyata I live today :D Useless dan wasteful banget waktu itu gue nyurahin waktu pikiran perasaan buat seseorang yang jelas2 engga mikirin gue lagi. Jelas2 dia udah bilang males dia bilang capek dia bilang nyerah. But I still hanged on that time :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata emang gaboleh ya terlalu berharap sama orang. Sesayang apapun kita sama orang itu. Seberapapun orang itu pernah sayang sama kita. Karna kalo dia udah maless ya mau gimana lagi? Walopun udah lamaaa bgt juga jalan sama orang itu. Karna itu bukan jaminan. Ahahaha padahal dulu tiap hari gue bawaannya sedih. Galau. Pengennya cerita2 mulu. Tiap hari masih nyariin dia tapinya dia gapernah nyariin balikk. Haha boro2 nyariin, gue rasa waktu itu gue ditanggepin sama dia cuma karna kasian (that time yaaa). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people should honor themselves and I learn a lot from that. Gue rasa gue harus mengangkat diri gue lagi dikit dengan berhenti ngemis2 berhenti minta balikk ke keadaan semua. Karna ga baik maksain sesuatu yang udah ga ada. Gabisa maksain orang untuk ga berpaling. Pelan2 gue mundur juga. Pelan2 gue menata hidup sendirian. Hehehe gue ga pengen dibantuin orang lain supaya hidup gue bener2 membaikk karna gue sendirii dan yaa lumayanlah hasilnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekaraaaaanngggg gue masih kepikiran sihh karna that person engga berjalan baik dengan si ehem. Bukannya kenapa2 sihh. Gue emang udah bener2 move on tapi I feel bad when I remembered that I've once wished something bad would happen to them. Jahat ya? Engga lagi2 deh mikir gitu. Karna toh ga merubah keadaan juga tuh. Hehe gue tetep engga sama dia lagi juga dan yaa ga berniat sih. Abisan dia juga pernah ga interest (parno gue) dan dia terlalu berharap sama si ehem kayanyaa. Too bad. I am not going to let myself fall for third time and so on. Gue engga menyesal karna setelah gue pikir2 lagi itu bukan salah gue. I tried my best but it didn't work out well so that one is not the best for me. And my best is yet to come :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in the top of the mood. If you could know what I mean :) My life goes well. Back on track. Obstacles start decreased. Kemaren2 sempet kesandung di sana sini tapi yaa ga masalah. Semuanya dijadiin pelajaran. Lebih settled lah skrg. I don't need any wishing well. I just want to live well today better another day. And appreciate what I got because people are usually too late that they don't know what they got til it's gone. Engga lagi2 mengulangi kesalahan seperti itu deh. Gue : happy go girl kalo kata ndyy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-5618155871764658405?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/5618155871764658405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/donkey-that-learned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5618155871764658405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5618155871764658405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/donkey-that-learned.html' title='a donkey that learned :)'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-5891533095393313403</id><published>2009-07-23T18:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:43:12.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfyyyy</title><content type='html'>Comfortness keeps people hanging on each other. Basically, feeling comfortable is one great thing to live life each and every day well. People like us who are too comfort that we know we want to stay. The chapter starts to be written, one by one. We're just afraid to reach the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-5891533095393313403?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/5891533095393313403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/comfyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5891533095393313403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5891533095393313403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/comfyyyy.html' title='Comfyyyy'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-7732039771148525090</id><published>2009-07-17T16:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:47:51.973+07:00</updated><title type='text'>People usually don't read their selves easily. That's why I need others to read me. But at the end, I read mine too :)</title><content type='html'>Suasana sore di tempat gue kkn is trully inspiring. It's calming dan yaaa menyenangkan lah pokoknya. Tempat2 kaya gini emang cocok dijadiin getaway dari masalah ya? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue gak bilang kalo gue lagi bermasalah sih. But in fact people couldn't be separated from problems or obstacles kan? Hehe. Tapi gue yakin sebetulnya yg bikin masalah itu manusia sendiri. People are so smart in making mistakes or being stupid. It naturally runs through our blood. Jadii yaa there's no better explanation about why people keep on falling and falling over time karna cuma masalah yang bisa bikin otakk kita bekerja dan gak tumpul :p&lt;br /&gt;Nah cara menghandle masalah itu yang sebenernya ngebedain orang satu sama lain. Ada yang impulsif, sabar, pemikir, perasa, blablabla. Dan gue ada dimanaaa? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak yang bilang gue orangnya terlalu santai. Kebanyakan haha hihi. Gak pikir panjang. Yaah mungkin otak gue mikir diluar mainstream ya? Kalo untuk itu gue harus setuju karna nyokapp gue aja bilang gitu hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyokap gue adalah pribadi yang kompleks. I love her to the maxx. Gak ada yang lebih baik dari dia. Banyak bgt yang gue pelajarin dari dia. She's sooo qualified to look up to. Kalo liat appearancenya jangan harap lo nemuin sosok yang smart or etc hehe karna dia konyooll dan bodoh. Gue aja manggilnya mom stupido. Tapi di balik itu, dia adalah orang yang otaknya jalan banget. Gue rasa dia lebih rasional daripada bokap gue yang cowo sekalipun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia mungkin banyak belajar dari sikon yg sempet tidak kondusif buat rumah tangganya. Makanya dia belajar untuk banyak mengasah otaknya daripada hatii. Satu quote yang gue suka dari dia : umumnya orang banyak menggunakan hati mereka ketika berhubungan, menjalin relasi. Tapi pada akhirnya selalu ada waktu dimana kita bakalan fed up dan yaaa emosi udah gak suitable lg buat menghandle keadaan. Pake otak kamu kak kalo udah sampe di titik itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz. Pertamanya gue bingung. Apa maksudnya itu? Ternyata dia bilang dia sempet sampe ke titik dimana dia fed up bgt sama bokap gue. Dan gue juga sih. Anehnya she kept on hanging on. Whyy? Ternyata dia bilang : I got my girls who need a father figure. I don't wanna break their mindset. Woww. Bener juga ya? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyokap pun nyuruh gue untuk ngebiasain diri mengasah otak ketika menghadapi sikon yang bikin nyeraaah. Otak dipake untuk nimbang2 baik dan buruknya suatu sikon utk diterusin ato enggak. Dan dampaknya buat orang2 di sekelilingnya. Gue rasa waktu itu nyokap udah kepikiran aja buat pisah tapi gimana coba nasib gue sama adek gue? Teruuss dia nerima bokap gue lg pasti demi masa depan gue dan adek gue. Bukan masa depan dia. Yaa gimana sih namanya juga udah sakit hati ya, susah percaya lg.&lt;br /&gt;Makanya gue sebel kalo ada orang yang ngapa2in-in nyokap gue. Bisa gue ajak berantem kalii. Gue sedih kalo nyokap kenapa2. Gue mau berantem sama orang yg messing up sama nyokap gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak ada yang salah gue rasa dengan cara ortu gue ngebesarin gue. Itu tagline yg selalu gue pegang. Walopun banyak masalah mungkin tapi gue dibesarin di sikon yang kondusif bgt. Gue ga kurang suatu apapun. Nyokap bokap selalu keliatan akur. Di belakangnya ya gue gatau deh ya. Masalah mereka pun muncul pas gue udah gede dan jujur gue cuma tau2an aja. Ga segitunya kenapa2. Ato mungkin gue masih terlalu kecil ya buat ngerti artinya? Hahaha ironi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue tumbuh jadi orang yang jalan pikirannya kaya nyokap gue. Selalu pengen pake otak di sikon2 yg mentookk. Tapi gue impulsif. Tapi gue selalu hepi kaya ga ada masalah. Gue juga nganggep people come and go. Gue berasa ga punya alur berpikir yg jelas :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue bukannya ga serius. Pernah ya gue yang sayang segitunya sama orang, udah pacaran lama, udah deket yg kaya apaan tau deh dia sama keluarga gue. Tapi putus gitu ajaa. Duh kalo ditanya waktu itu rasanya kaya apa, mau mati aja deh gue. Nangis mulu tiap hari, ngamuk2, impulsif. Alesannya waktu itu yaa ada hubungannya dengan orang lain. Ditambah sebelomnya hubungan kita udah ga sehat sih. Gue udah ga nyaman dia juga gitu. Tapinya kita gamau off dengan pertimbangan2 yg ga masuk otak menurut gue haha. Akhirnya dia begitu. Sama cewe yg gue sebel bgt. Rasanya pengen nahan2 cowo gue. Rasanya willing to give up anything for him so he would stay. Tapinyaaa nyokap gue suruh gue mikir. Worthy gak tuh kak? Ini gak itu gak? Lagian emang dia masih mau sama kamu? Bener aja. Pas gue nanya dia, dia lebih milih cewe itu. Hahaha. Yaudah deh my mind told me utk mundur teratur. Walopun pake nangis2 walopun pake sakit hati. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I learned something. Time heals people. Time cures pain. Time solves problems :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-7732039771148525090?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/7732039771148525090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/people-usually-dont-read-their-selves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7732039771148525090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7732039771148525090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/people-usually-dont-read-their-selves.html' title='People usually don&apos;t read their selves easily. That&apos;s why I need others to read me. But at the end, I read mine too :)'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-5411552968594617026</id><published>2009-07-16T16:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T16:48:21.607+07:00</updated><title type='text'>broken strings</title><content type='html'>Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;But you broke me, now I can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;When I love you and so untrue&lt;br /&gt;I can't even convince myself&lt;br /&gt;When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what are we doing?&lt;br /&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;br /&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;br /&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When it's too late, too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;br /&gt;But we're running through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When we both know it's too late, too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;br /&gt;So how can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know that I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: If the strings are already broken where else we should play? If the truth hurts but the lie ain't better what do we choose? Well maybe we'll move forward. We make it faster ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-5411552968594617026?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/5411552968594617026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/broken-strings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5411552968594617026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5411552968594617026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/broken-strings.html' title='broken strings'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-1323988075320303187</id><published>2009-07-15T23:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:58:26.692+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloooooo. Akhirnya ya :)</title><content type='html'>Woww. Gue baru tau kalo blogspot bisa dimaintain via henpon. Hehe tau gitu gue update ya dari kemaren2 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I am doing my kkn right now somewhere around Bantul. Tepatnya di desa Pundong deket jl. Parangtritis. So far so so lah kegiatannya. Hehe. Konyolnya adalah gue belom mulai2 ngelaksanain program dari sabtu kemaren. Kerjaan gue cuma masakk kepasar beres2 rumah sama main ke dukuh tetangga (olahraga gitu2 hehe). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkn ini seperti magang ibu rumah tangga. Kerjaann gue di dapur mulu hehe. Tapi gapapalah I enjoy it kokk karna gueee bisaa masak hihhi. Entah kenapa, apa ini tandanya betah tapi makan gue bisa sehari 3x ngemil tetep bekali2 dan luckily pupnya bisaa tiap harii yippiiee :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is gue jarang banget pup teratur dikosan. Yaa mungkin karna makannya ga teratur juga sih hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomate (the girls) are the best. I share room with nita and fensa. Fensa sih temen gardep dulu jadinya udah kenal lah ya. Tapi sumpaaah yg namanya nita ini banyool banget hahaha. Duhh bingung juga mulai ceritanya darimana. Nanti deh gue rasa gue akan memposting tulisan yang specially dedicated to nita hehe. Tentang kekonyolan dia aja gitu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini aja gue harusnya udah tiduur. Tapi masih haha hihi sama anak2 haha nyeraaah dah dengerin nita ngomong. Gue takuut sakit perut. Maless pup malem2 kamar mandinya kan diluar :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Pundong is cool especially at night. I likeee it. I used to consider about raising a family someday at village or any similar circumstances tapii nanti sekolah anak2 gue gimanaa ya kalo dikampung gitu? This topic has been the hottest issue recently in my group :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Yaudahlah. It feels good to maintain my blog again. Hehe. Udah lama gak ngobrol virtually ya? I miss people back home actually. Tadi papa telfon tapinya timing lg ga pas jadinya sekenanya deh jawab :(&lt;br /&gt;Besok telfon lagi aahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duhh besok harus bangun subuh nih. Masak. Ke pasar. Nyuci. Beres2 rumah. At first I was too excited but my excitement start to decrease kayanya bleeeeh :( Bosen deh. Mana enggak kuat banget sama dinginnya kalo malem sama subuh. Bikin sinuSHITis kambuuh hiks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta back to bed now. See you in couple days. xoxo. Don't let the bedbugs biteeeee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-1323988075320303187?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/1323988075320303187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/halloooooo-akhirnya-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/1323988075320303187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/1323988075320303187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/halloooooo-akhirnya-ya.html' title='Halloooooo. Akhirnya ya :)'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-4845182426826123225</id><published>2009-07-10T18:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:14:06.681+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Lirik Aneh ala Bocah SMP</title><content type='html'>Ternyata selama ini bokap selalu ngeback up data-data gue dari smp di komputer walopun kita berkali-kali ganti ato upgrade pc di rumah. Pas gue iseng-iseng buka folder jadul gue, eh ketemu dong tulisan aneh-aneh yang tadinya mau dibikin lirik apa kek gitu ato semacam puisi. Hahaha, ngakak bacanya. Dari kecil ternyata gue udah doyan mewek :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang ini entah kenapa pengen gue posting. Waktu itu nulisnya terinspirasi sama musik dan lirik band-band british yang sebetulnya kalo gue baca sekarang cuma bisa bikin nangis (kasian sama diri sendiri maksudnya). Hahaha kenapaa deh gue bisa nulis kata-kata kaya gini? Maybe it'll work out laterr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If the world belongs to them who fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then we own the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If pinnochio could tell one truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That must be amazing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's so sudden that I didn't see the sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But why do I need any sign if your eyes speak it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life has changed since you came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Days are fine as long as I got you in mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trip is done now it's time to have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We work it out, we'll work it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We bond like sugar and tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like mistletoe on christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We kiss hello never good bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And time pass by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stand still not leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We just don't want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;move our feet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. What a prank! But that time, I might be thinking it's a masterpiece. Kayanya abis ini gue harus mengasah sisi sentimentil lagi deh. Yaa semoga pertapaan gue di lokasi kkn bisa bikin gue norak dan nulis-nulis beginian lagi hihi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-4845182426826123225?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/4845182426826123225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/lirik-aneh-ala-bocah-smp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4845182426826123225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/4845182426826123225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/lirik-aneh-ala-bocah-smp.html' title='Lirik Aneh ala Bocah SMP'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-3135951637128782105</id><published>2009-07-06T20:20:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:17:59.152+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisterhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brotherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfortness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>My 21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>Haha. Basii banget kalo gue ngepost tulisan ini sekarang. Abisan dari kemaren2 gak sempet sih. Sibuk ngurus kkn dll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadii, ultah gw itu tanggal 29 Juni. As usual, karna ultah gw selalu bertepatan dengan liburan, makanya pasti gw selalu susah ngerayainnya. Boro-boro disurprisein, yang mau nyurprisein aja lagi pada pulaaang :( Sama kaya kemaren tuh, Listy Janjun Irya yang gue harepin banget2 ada malah pulaaang. Guenya gak bisa pulang juga soalnya gue udah maksa2 nyak babe gue buat kesini soalnya gw kira gw akan gak pulang ke Jakarta karna ngurusin kkn (And guess what. Gue posting blog ini dirumaah haha. Well people change their mind easily) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaudah sepanjang tanggal 28 gue dicuekin. Bodo amat. Gue udah pede aja sih. Haha. Malemnya disurprisein gitu. Diceplokin telor bau2 gitu teruuus gue disuruh jalan dari lembah sampe kosan dengan kostum tidur yang -yaampun buset- tauk deh gimana bentukannya. Mana gak ada yang mau ngasi tumpangan lagi. Katanya takuuut mobilnya bauk. Hah sialan lo semuaa. Tapi SENENG. Hehe aaahh kalian semua kewl sekali ngasi hadiahnyaaaa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agak maleman Ndyy Yoga dateeng. Terusan kita langsung gudem dan gue pun didandanin aneh2. Haha but I likeeee that malah gue dandan2 sendiri. Tapi kalo kata Popo sih itu gak separah ultah dia duluu. Haha yaa gak pengen parah2 juga sih Po* Akhirnya gudem sama Vera Punil Yoga Ndyy Popo Peppy. Cenni Ayas gak ikut soalnya ngantuukk.&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/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SlIG1aLrE3I/AAAAAAAAADw/fObQDODqWDA/s1600-h/jeleeekk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SlIG1aLrE3I/AAAAAAAAADw/fObQDODqWDA/s200/jeleeekk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355350421528056690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu hampir nangis juga soalnya temen kos gue Astri malah pulang ke Solo pas tanggal 28 itu. Ih rese bgt kan ya? Tapii ternyata dia punya rencana lain sama temen2 sma gue buat ngerjain gue pas 29 malemnya. Kebetulan temen gue Kiky baru dateng ke Jogja. Yaudah deh Utie Ema Titin Kiky sama Astri nyurprisein basi (haha soalnya gue yang dikerjain ditutup matanya terus disuruh foto tapi gayanya aneh sendiri) abis itu lanjut karaokean dan gueeee dinyanyiin Happy Birthday rame2 hihi senang cekaaaliii :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SlIFK3AbYFI/AAAAAAAAADY/Vwm50gZM-Gk/s1600-h/Nadin+birthday.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SlIFLCxjExI/AAAAAAAAADg/XWCBjKGphjQ/s1600-h/ultah+nadin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SlIFLCxjExI/AAAAAAAAADg/XWCBjKGphjQ/s320/ultah+nadin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355348594178331410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SlIFKS97SBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9vFiR-NEDi8/s1600-h/Birthday+Nadin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SlIFKS97SBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9vFiR-NEDi8/s320/Birthday+Nadin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355348581345347602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SlIGBAYIKwI/AAAAAAAAADo/2HonMcQzm84/s1600-h/Nadin+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SlIGBAYIKwI/AAAAAAAAADo/2HonMcQzm84/s200/Nadin+birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355349521247775490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada satu hal yang konyol. Anak kosan gue kan tau banget kalo gue suka sama Kamga (vokalis Tangga). Dan entah kenapa Punil bisa ngusahain buat nyuruh Kamga nelfon gue. Naha abis mereka surprisein gue di lembah itu kan kita balik ke kosan lagi. Semuanya tuh pada nungguin telfon rahasia itu. Haha tapi dasaaaar temennya Punil agak2 tetot Kamganya baru nelfon tanggal 29 nya jam 10 malem dalam sikon yang datar karna gue lagi sendirian di kamar lagi onlineeee. Haha gakpapa yang penting surprisenya menyenangkaaaan. Makasi ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue yang tadinya ngira bakal datar2 aja ultah gue kali ini ternyataaaa salah. Because I had such a coolest birthday suprises as I could remember :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making it real yaaaa. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-3135951637128782105?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/3135951637128782105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-21st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3135951637128782105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3135951637128782105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-21st-birthday.html' title='My 21st Birthday'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SlIG1aLrE3I/AAAAAAAAADw/fObQDODqWDA/s72-c/jeleeekk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-2784005455331326845</id><published>2009-06-26T20:52:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:01:25.496+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfortness'/><title type='text'>YOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're like these three quotes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. My mood definer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My current addiction and sure that's not a fiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A new pathway of hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel lost in a day if I don't see you. I heart you.&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/9174062717931575769-2784005455331326845?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/2784005455331326845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2784005455331326845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2784005455331326845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/you.html' title='YOU.'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-6365395939850574104</id><published>2009-06-26T20:44:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:46:51.305+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encourage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Patience is GREAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;patience &lt;/span&gt;is great, I should call myself &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great &lt;/span&gt;then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I'm just too good in patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-6365395939850574104?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/6365395939850574104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/patience-is-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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term='first time'/><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>sumpah gue bingung banget mainan twitter ini. udah tweet sana tweet sini, direct message gitu2, update bla bla bla, follow ini, difollow si itu, tapi gue &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gak ngerti &lt;/span&gt;cara mainnya huuhuahauhuahu.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oiya, kalo mau &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;follow &lt;/span&gt;gue, liat aja widget twitter gue di box kanan blog ini hehehe. abisan kalo lo search username gue &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nadinantonia &lt;/span&gt;kayanya bakal gak muncul deh. ato gak first and last name gue yang &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nadin antonia &lt;/span&gt;tetep gak ada aja gitu :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;semoga sukses follow eyke di widget itu ya. kalo gak bisa-bisa juga, gw samperin nih admin twitternya. abisan susah bangau sih. hehe tapi kalo kata temen gue &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;andrea &lt;/span&gt;lo tinggal tulis aja tweet buat gue misalnya : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;@nadinantonia HALLO NADIN KAMU APA KABAR. &lt;/span&gt;nah abis lo ngetweet gue gitu kan bakal muncul ya di home gue nanti gue bisa (semacam) follow elooo balik. ahahaha susah deh ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yaudah ah gue mau mainan twitter lagi biar expert. gue gak bisa tidur deh ya. sebel. padahal semalem abis begadangan bikin paper. tapinya malah jadi gak ngantuk. tapi capek sih ya. lumanyun abis :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-5903519314472791617?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/5903519314472791617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/twitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5903519314472791617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5903519314472791617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-1403146820475307870</id><published>2009-06-23T08:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:38:31.380+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfortness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>two things i want the most in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cuma dua hal yang gw pengenin di dunia. semoga bisa kesampean sebelom umur gw 35 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. dinyanyiin lagunya Aditya yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Be Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; dan atau lagunya Tangga yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Be My Wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nyanyiin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Be Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; kalo mau nembak gueeee, nyanyiin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Be My Wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; kalo mau ngelamar gueeee (plus pas kawinannya hihii). jadi siapapun, any future boyfriend, and future husband, ayok dong liat wish list gw yang bagian ini :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. a voyage to prague :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hehe, kemaren gw sempet ngobrolin wish list ini sama yoga + listy, di bagian pertama gw pengennya yang ngelamar nanti harus nyanyiin lagi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Be My Wife &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;itu kan yaaaa, kalo bisa nyanyi. kalo gak bisa nyanyi, mending panggil Kamga-nya aja deh sekalian haha. suruh nyanyi depan mata gueeee. terus terus, kalo kawinan harus wajib mesti ngundang minimal Kamga-nya ajaa deh buat jadi wedding singernya. aaahhh i'm addicted to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mohammed Kamga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my addiction is not a fiction :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-1403146820475307870?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/1403146820475307870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-things-i-want-most-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/1403146820475307870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/1403146820475307870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-things-i-want-most-in-my-life.html' title='two things i want the most in my life'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-7860669031721834258</id><published>2009-06-21T14:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T14:42:39.109+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>miss online :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;someone used to call me : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss online. &lt;/span&gt;haha sialaaan. sekarang gw emang lagi ONLINE, sambil nonton "Dahsyat" di rcti, hehe and guess what bintang tamunya Saykoji dong. haha nyanyiin lagu "Online" itu. aaahh sial banget huuuu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;tapi gaktau kenapa, gw kok suka banget online ya? padahal sih gw gak ngerti teknologi banget2, walopun gak sudi dibilang gagap juga hihi :D  kalo online palingan gw cuma facebook, ym, ngeblog dikit, youtube, sama msn. kadang-kadang gw juga suka ngeliatin blog-blog yang gw follow, gw paling suka ngeliat Nguping Jakarta. ahahaha, itu blog lucu banget loh sumpah. kapan-kapan gw mau ngirim ceritanya nyokap ah, soalnya nyokap juga suka bertingkah konyol dan sampis, siapa tau dia bisa ngeksis. pasti seneng deh :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;tapi internet itu memang &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fangki. &lt;/span&gt;i adore it a lot. like i could grab any informations there. emang sih, pseudo effect banget, semua hal-hal fancy yang ada di internet. kalo kita gak pinter milah2, yang ada semua info diserap mentah-mentah deh. tapi masak iya gw udah tiga taun kuliah komunikasi gak paham2 caranya make internet? so, i'm surely saying that  i can maximize the advantages of internet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;eh ngomong-ngomong gw kan mau ada ujian cybermedia. sebel banget deh, dosennya udah janji ke gw maunya ngasi tugas paper take home, tapi dosen satunya pengen ujian tulis. ihh males. terus gw sebel. terus gw ngambek. terus gak ngaruh apa-apa haha. kayanya gw harus banyak2 cari info tentang &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;information overloaded &lt;/span&gt;deh. karna ujian gw bakal banyak ngomongin tentang itu. apa ya information overloaded jaman sekarang? HMM, let me think *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;aaahh, tiba-tiba kangen sama si manja yang pertama kali bilang kalo gw = miss online. hehe gw jadi kemana-mana ya ngomongnya huuuuu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;tadi dia bilang mau ikut-ikutan bikin blog gitu di blogger. tapi enggak bisa2 dooong sign up lewat bebe. haha payah sih elooooo. tapi gw penasaran sih, kalo blognya udah jadi bakal kaya apa ya? hehe soalnya gw kira dia bukan tipikal orang yang suka nulis2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"fatty ayok cepetan bikin blognya, kalo udah eyke dikasi tau ya. kalo perlu nanti gw follow, hahaha. macam die hard fans ajaaa gueeee :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-7860669031721834258?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/7860669031721834258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/miss-online.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7860669031721834258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7860669031721834258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/miss-online.html' title='miss online :)'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-7527497108173365902</id><published>2009-06-20T21:31:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:44:22.070+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encourage'/><title type='text'>a woman of her words :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;waww. being a woman of her words itu susah-susah gampang. gw juga lagi pusing gara-gara sok mau memegang janji. hmm, gimana ya? my mom is sooooo used to treat me that way, "keeping promises is the hardest thing to do," she said. makanya kalo orang bisa nepatin janjinya, wah lu olang pasti caem banget deh di depan mata nyokap gw hihi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i split some words, yang kira-kira bisa dianggep sebagai janji. tapi entah kenapa, makin kesini gw makin berat hati buat nepatin janji itu. ahh payah deh :(  kenapa ya kenapa? kadang-kadang gw suka gak mikir dulu sih emang kalo ngomong. sering banget gw ngambil tindakan yang gw pikirin akibatnya belakangan. ujung-ujungnya nyesel. terus terpaksa makan ati sendiri deh, sniff sniff :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;ke depannya, gw rasa gw harus belajar untuk menimbang-nimbang urusan hati gw dulu deh sebelom mutusin untuk melakukan sesuatu, ato menjanjikan sesuatu. gw gak mau seneng di atas sedih orang. tapi gw juga gak pengen sedih. haha, oh people why are you sooo arrogant? tiba-tiba gw merasa harus memperjuangkan hati gw sendiri. tapi caranya gimanaaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;eh kenapa sih blog gw ini mulai diisi tulisan sentimentil? aah kan harusnya itu di multiply yaa :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;multiply rese deh, pake upgraded version segala. leptop eyke suka lemot bukanya. jadinya maleees hehe. sekarang2 ini yang dibuka blogspot aja deeehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"my heart is under maintenance. hope it'll be back soon :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-7527497108173365902?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/7527497108173365902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/woman-of-her-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7527497108173365902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7527497108173365902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/06/woman-of-her-words.html' title='a woman of her words :)'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-6397288702537436642</id><published>2009-05-25T22:58:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:05:07.996+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Decoding then Failing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're uneasy to be read and I completely lost my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're the one who have the nerve to ignore me in many ways, for many days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're the one that keep me waiting through pain and vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have no words left to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What we had was nice, I'll try to memorize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Thank you, that's all I got :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-6397288702537436642?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/6397288702537436642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/05/decoding-then-failing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/6397288702537436642'/><link rel='self' 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term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encourage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>R. R. Dwi Sulistyowati</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/Sg6Cp0JLgnI/AAAAAAAAADI/T8YjeP9H8vw/s1600-h/2918_1132270672041_1385495238_30341734_4989842_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/Sg6Cp0JLgnI/AAAAAAAAADI/T8YjeP9H8vw/s320/2918_1132270672041_1385495238_30341734_4989842_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336346263364010610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Raden Roro Dwi Sulistyowati, itu nama panjangnya. Entah kenapa gw suka gatel pengen manggil dia Raden Coro, tapi gak lucu dong kalo namanya disingkat jadi R.C Dwi Sulistyowati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.R Dwi Sulistyowati, ato biasa dipanggil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;LISTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, bibik, mbak, mbok, jurik, setan, bla bla bla, adalah temen pertama gw di Komunikasi, dan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style=" ;font-family:'lucida sans', 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;luckily I still have her until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Teknisnya, gw kenalan sama dia pas kita lagi upacara maba angkatan 2006 di GSP. Yah, kalo lo liat Listy, dari jauh pun lo bisa bilang kalo dia agak-agak “mencolok” ya, hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style=" ;font-family:'lucida sans', 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don’t ask me why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; mending lo cari tau sendiri deh. Tapi sebetulnya, gw udah dapet bayangan (buruk) tentang mukanya dia dari sehari sebelumnya. Hehe, tenang-tenang, bukan semacam mimpi gitu kok, karna gw yakin Listy bukan jodoh gw. Tapi tepat di malem hari sebelom kita upacara maba, gw ketemu Listy lagi jalan sama genk-nya di Amplas. Gw sendiri agak takjub ngeliat dia waktu itu. Seinget gw, dia pergi sama Nissa juga deh. Nah, bisa dibayangkan betapa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style=" ;font-family:'lucida sans', 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;eye catching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-nya Listy di antara temen-temennya waktu itu. Gw pun gatel, pengen ngomongin dia. Dan emang Listy juga punya naluri suka ngomongin orang khas anak muda jaman itu, ternyata doi-pun juga ngomongin gw. Waww, awal yang baik untuk ketemu temen sejati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak disangka-sangka, gw ketemu Listy keesokkan harinya, di tengah kerumunan anak maba, di bawah terik matahari, dengan pedenya gw samperin dan gw liat dia pake badge yang sama, tali merah putih di lengan, yang menandakan dia anak komunikasi juga. Gw bilang, “Eh lo yang semalem ke Amplas ya?” Listy jawab, “Hah, itu lo ya?” Singkat kata, gw pun berkenalan dan temenan sama Listy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo dipikir-pikir, Listy adalah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;temen yang selalu ada buat gw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Entah siapapun partner waktu itu, tapi Listy selalu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style=" ;font-family:'lucida sans', 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Apa iya itu semacam kutukan? Tapi gw rasa enggak. Hehe, waktu gw deket sama Irya, Kemas, Listy ada. Gabung ke Achi sama Gata, Listy nemplok. Main sama Janjun, ada Listy juga. Sama Nana plus Punil, ada Listy. Peppy, Vera, Roby, Pipit, Nadia, Andhy, Awe, bla bla bla, semua anak komunikasi 2006, selalu keselip si Listy. Bahkan Listy juga ada di kloset gw, hahaha. Gak deng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antara sadar dan enggak, gw pernah ninggalin Listy karna sibuk urusan Gardep dan pacaran. Inipun baru gw sadarin waktu Listy cerita ke gw, bukan dalam sesi curhat sih. Tapi ngobrol aja dan gak sengaja dia ngember. Dan gw baru nyadar, “Oh iya ya, gw ninggalin Listy ya waktu itu?” Padahal gw tau, dia yang suka ngeback up tugas-tugas gw waktu itu. Listy pun jadi intens sama Janjun. Dan gw sempet jauh juga dari dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo kata orang, Listy adalah pribadi yang menyenangkan. Kalo kata gw, dia kompleks. Kalo kata orang dia ekstrovert, kalo kata gw dia justru sedikit introvert. Kalo kata orang dia adalah orang yang tough, di mata gw Listy bisa jadi lemah banget, tapi dia gengsi untuk cerita. Kalo kata orang dia adalah orang yang peka dan care, menurut gw Listy adalah orang yang sensitif tapi kurang peka. Kalo kata orang dia cukup dewasa, gw rasa Listy ada kalanya bersikap kekanak-kanakan dan drama queen. Kalo kata (beberapa) orang di kelas Parhi dia bisa dipercaya untuk megang duit, kalo kata gw BIG NO, hahaha. Kalo kata orang dia suka ngember, kali ini gw setuju. Tapi kita semua tau, dia orang yang loyal banget ke temen-temennya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang selalu gak tahan buat gak ngatain Listy, gw pun juga begitu. Kadangkala, kalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style=" ;font-family:'lucida sans', 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; gw lagi jelek, gw cuma perlu ngatain dia buat bisa ketawa-ketawa lagi. Gw tau Listy pun suka bosen juga diledekin, tapi yaa cuma itu cara gw bisa merefleksikan kalo gw sayang sama dia. ARGH, keluar deh kata-kata saktinya. Harus gw akuin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gw sayaaaaaaang banget sama Listy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style=" ;font-family:'lucida sans', 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She’s my bestest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Gw yakin dia juga gitu (hehe cuma dia gengsi pasti). Selalu kangen kalo lama gak ketemu, selalu kangen kalo lama gak cerita-cerita. Persahabatan gw ama Listy emang gak terlalu sentimentil, orang mungkin cenderung nilai hubungan kita kaya seneng-seneng doang, tapi lebih dari itu loh. Boleh gw bilang, Listy termasuk temen yang paling ngertiin gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama ini gw emang kurang ekspresif nunjukkin gimana peran Listy di kehidupan (perkuliahan) gw, kayanya udah ketutup dosa-dosa gw yang suka ngatain dia gitu, hahaha. Gw juga bingung, mau ngungkapin apa di note ini tentang Listy. Gambaran di atas mungkin kurang manis. Hehe, dan di umur segini kayanya agak childish aja ya kalo kita nyebut-nyebut temen itu sejati ato gak. Gw rasa temen sejati itu ibarat sodara kandung yang lupa dikasi Tuhan buat kita. Dan untuk itu, gw bilang di sini,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style=" ;font-family:'lucida sans', 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;LISTY IS MY SIBLING. I LOVE HER TO THE MAXX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);   font-style: italic; line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida sans';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);   font-style: italic; line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida sans';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida sans';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;* dedicated to LISTY, I even wrote it in green, your favorite color*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);   font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida sans';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);   font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida sans';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);   font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida sans';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);   font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida sans';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);   font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida sans';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);   font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida sans';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-8402300207174077995?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/8402300207174077995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/05/r-r-dwi-sulistyowati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8402300207174077995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8402300207174077995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/05/r-r-dwi-sulistyowati.html' title='R. 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Dwi Sulistyowati'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/Sg6Cp0JLgnI/AAAAAAAAADI/T8YjeP9H8vw/s72-c/2918_1132270672041_1385495238_30341734_4989842_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-5416345646282941041</id><published>2009-05-14T10:17:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:25:39.594+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kembali ke Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;Hehehe, setelah sekian lama gw absen dari Blogger karena konsen mengurus Multiply, akhirnyaaa gw memutuskan buat BALIK lagi ke Blogger doooooong hehe. Menurut isyu, temen-temen komunikasi UGM banyak yang punya account Multiply jadinya gw &lt;/span&gt;dipaksa &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;buat bikin Multiply juga dan yaaa agak keasyikan gitu :9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ternyata isinya sama ajaa, bahkan Multiply gw isinya masih diimport dari Blogger sama Facebook hehe. Tapiii, lama-lama postingan gw jadi cupu gitu yang di Multiply, kebanyakan curhaat sih hahaha. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sentimentil. &lt;/span&gt;Jadinya males deh, mana jadi sarang gosipp lagi :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Yaudaaaahh, intinya gw mau me-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maintain&lt;/span&gt; lagi si Blogger tapi gw belom nemu cerita asik, lucu, dan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;fangki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt; yang bisa gw &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;share&lt;/span&gt;-kan. HAHAHAHA. Ditunggu ajalah ya. Ohyaa, kalo ada yang mau di-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt; gitu blogspotnya tulis di CHAT BOX gw aja yaaaaaa. 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Back to Jogja, back to routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. MALAS. Tapi gak apa, lama-lama bosen juga di rumah, hoho. Harus siap-siap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;packing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; nih dari sekarang. Soalnya gw suka lupa-lupa gitu, dan walupun udah dinget-inget, disiapin dari sebelumnya, pasti tetep aja ada barang yang ketinggalan, dan nyokap harus ngirimin paket ke Jogja lagi, hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My bad Mom, it's really sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Rencananya gw mau pulang naik Taksaka malem, jam 9 kalo gak salah. Besok pagi nyampe Jogja, langsung ngurus-ngurus KKN gw nih, syit. Gw gak suka sebenernya naik kereta malem, dingiiiin. Tapi yaa apa mau dikata, pulang naik kereta pagi gak sempet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Gw lagi trauma nih naik pesawat. Pengalaman terakhir gw naik pesawat amat sangat tidak asik. Pertamanya sih, gw emang suka males kalo naik pesawat sendiri, ditambah kalo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;timing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;nya gak pas, jadinya gw gak ada yang jemput, makinlah gak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; interest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. Karna gw amat sangat tetot, gak bisa pake Damri, huhuhu. Jadi, kalo waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; gw gak pas sama jadwal bokap, gw jadi males naik pesawat, apalagi kalo sendiri (aneh ya?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Oya, pengalaman terakhir gw naik pesawat, belom gw ceritain kan? Hehe, jadi waktu itu libur lebaran ya, kalo gak salah, taun 2008 kemaren. Eh atau libur semester ya? Semacam itulah, Juli ato Agustus pokoknya. Gw baru pulang nih ke Jakarta. Nah, berhubung isunya lagi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;peak season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, dateng-dateng gw langsung nyari tiket buat balik ke Jogja. Sabtu gitu kalo gak salah, gw sama bokap dateng ke salah satu agen (gw sebut gak yaa? Eh sebut deh, abisan ini kan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;costumer complaint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, hehe). Yakk, gw ke Smailing Tour di Harmoni. Nah, Smailing Tour kan agen yang lumayan bagus yaa, Sabtu mereka cuma buka setengah hari gitu kantornya, jam 12 ke atas yang buka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; front office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; doang, di depan kantor. Gw dateng jam 11an nih, masih sempet lah ya dilayanin di kantor. Gw nanya-nanya, akhirnya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, mau pulang pake macan yang bisa terbang. Bokap bilang oke, brat bret brot, bayar, langsung deh dapet tiketnya, gak pake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;booking-booking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; karna gw takut kelupaan trus malah gak jadi pulang hehe. Yaudah nih, gw tempuh hari-hari liburan dengan santai bak di pantai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Dua minggu kemudian,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Saatnya pulang. Gw naik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; pertamanya si macan. Dianterlah gw ke bandara sama bokap. Ini itu udah beres, gak kurang apa-apa, bokap cabcus nih, balik ke kantor. Masuklah gw dengan senangnya, mau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;check in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. Udah capek-capek antri (kalo gak salah gw balik hari Senin itu, bisa dibayangin dong betapa ramenya bandara?) ternyata kata mba-mba konter, tiket gw gak bisa di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;check in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; karna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; nama gw gak terdaftar sebagai penumpang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Yakk, bagus. Ini mba-mba Smailing Tournya tetot banget banget kan? Hello. Gw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; dari dua minggu yang lalu. Kok bisa gitu, nama gw lupa diinput sama dia? Setelah gw berdiskusi sama mba-mba konter, katanya kalo mau cepet gw disuruh beli tiket lagi aja. Mati. Gw tanya kan, ke agen macan terbang di bandara, kalo gw mau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; selanjutnya, nambah berapa nih. Tiga ratus ribuan, gw cek dompet, aduh duitnya cuma cukup buat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;airport tax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; sama beli j.co 2 lusin (haha hubungannya?). Akhirnya gw telfon bokap. Nah ini nih yang lebih bikin emosi. Karna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;bokap selalu matiin hapenya tiap di rumah dan baru dinyalain kalo udah nyampe kantor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; JEDERR. Gw luntang-lantung. Cengkareng-Sunter lama amat sih? (Kantor doi di Sunter). Gw telfon bolak balik gak bisa-bisa. Gw telfon Smailing Tour, ditanyain pula siapa yang neglayanin gw waktu itu. Mana gw inget. Akhirnya, gw punya ide brilian, MARI KITA KE SMAILING TOURNYA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tapi, gw gak punya duit banyak, gw gak mungkin naik taksi. Jadi gw harus naik Damri dong? Oke oke, tenang, masak gitu aja gak bisa? Gw ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shelter&lt;/span&gt; Damri. Ditanya mau naik jalur apa, eiwh, gw bingung. Haha tapi gw liat orang di depan gw mau ke Blok M, yaudah gw ikut-ikut. Seinget gw kalo ke Blok M pasti lewat Semanggi ato Sudirman gitu kan? Gampang, dari situ gw udah ngertilah arahnya. Akhirnya turun di Semanggi gw naik taksi ke Harmoni. Sampe di Smailing, gw menemukan info baru, mba-mba yang ngelayanin gw itu ternyata karyawan magang! Pantesan oon. Oya, tadinya gw sempet pake acara dimarahin bokap lho, karna dikira salah gw. Enak aja. Trus doi malah ngetawain gw pas tau gw naik Damri sendirian, takut nyasar, huahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Trus trus, akhirnya dicapai kesepakatan gw ganti pesawat, besoknya naik mandala. Okelah, cuma perlu nambah beberapa puluh ribu, gak apalah. Tapi emosi juga nih sama mba-mba Smailingnya, begonya gak ketulungan. Ternyata karna waktu itu gw belinya hari Sabtu, doi gak bisa&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; input&lt;/span&gt; nama gw, trus Seninnya doi malah lupa, ah gebleg. Saking parnonya ya, begitu nyampe rumah gw langsung nelfon &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;call center&lt;/span&gt;nya mandala, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make sure&lt;/span&gt; aja kalo nama gw udah terdaftar sebagai penumpang ato belom. Untungnya udah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yahh, begitulah. Akhirnya gw pulang besoknya, dan ternyata malah sepesawat sama temen-temen kampus gw. Baguslah. Tapi cowo gw waktu itu sempet marah-marah juga karna udah gw bangunin pagi-pagi, rencananya mau jemput, ternyata malah gak jadi. So, lupakan sejenak aktivitas pulang pergi naik pesawat karna gw masih trauma hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Waspadalah ya teman-teman, semoga tidak menemui pengalaman buruk seperti saya. Hati-hati juga, kalo pesen tiket di Smailing, jangan sama mba-mba berbaju item putih karna mereka karyawan magang dan amat sangat diragukan kapabilitasnya. Mending yang pasti-pasti aja deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-2302496685363822418?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/2302496685363822418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-travel-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2302496685363822418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2302496685363822418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-travel-experience.html' title='Bad Travel Experience'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-2649583938037130469</id><published>2009-04-29T21:56:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:19:27.365+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisterhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encourage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brotherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfortness'/><title type='text'>Brother-Sister Share the Smell and the Scent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waww, judul yang panjang bukaaan? Hehe, kenapa gw kasih judul gitu? Karna gw punya cerita tentang seorang sepupu, cowo, yang mana gw tumbuh gede bareng dia. Dari kita masih orok, gak ngerti bedanya cewe cowo, puber bareng (gw duluan, dia telat, haha), sampe sekarang, menjelang tua bareng (haha gak deng). Tadinya gw bertiga gitu main barengnya, satu lagi cewe. Kita bertiga lumayan seumuran, gw sama si cewe satunya, Dea namanya, seumuran. Si Pandji, sepupu cowo gw ini, beda setaun di bawah kita. Cuma lama-lama, gw jatohnya lebih sering bareng Pandji, soalnya yang satunya agak-agak kurang gampang diajak main-main lagi, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pokoknya, kalo gw sama Pandji, udah kaya adek gw sendiri. Entah kenapa, udah setua ini, dan dianya juga udah gede, dia tetep gw anggep anak kecil haha. Padahal badannya gede gila, tinggi sih lebih tepatnya, sekitar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;180an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; cm gitu, tapi cunkring! Ceritanya tadi gw abis ketemuan sama  dia. Suntuk gw, liburan ngedekem di rumah aja. Akhirnya kita memutuskan nonton, janjianlah di FX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ngomong-ngomong, gw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;skip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; dulu ya, pembicaraan gw tentang sepupu. Gw mau cerita tentang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; dulu. Bagus ya, filmnya. Entah kenapa, Hugh Jackman emang cocok banget jadi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, sampe gw gak bisa bayangin aktor lain yang cocok meranin Mr. Logan itu. Sama kaya di beberapa film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;superhero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; lain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, yang gw anggep cocok antara aktor sama perannya itu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Robert Downey Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Tony Starks, plus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eric Bana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hulk (yang pertama). Oya, satu lagi deh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Robert Pattinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Edward Cullen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Animasinya juga oke. Entah mata gw yang gak jeli, ato gw emang kurang faham yang begitu-gituan, tapi gw rasa rapi lho kerjaan 3D-nya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; langsung keliatan jelek banget animasinya dibanding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oke, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;back to topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, jadiiii tadi gw bersua sama Pandji. Kita nonton gitulah, tadinya gak mau tuh doi disuruh nonton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Wolverine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; katanya kurang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;interest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. Eh begitu nonton sama aja mangap2nya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, haha. Abis nonton kita muter-muter, janjian ketemu Abe, temen gw, ada bisnis, trus muter-muter lagi gw penasaran pengen nyari oleh-oleh apa gitu makanan unik buat anak-anak di Jogja. Tapi akhirnya gw nyerah karna pas pulang gw ke Blok M, mampir ke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Clairmont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. Haha standar ya? Gapapa, di Jogja belom ada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Clairmont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; kok (kok ngelantur, Din? hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yang pasti, kita ngerencanain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; ini buat sedikit cerita-cerita lah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;esp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; ngebahas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;planning&lt;/span&gt; dia yang mau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;backpacker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; ke Jogja. Puas muter-muter, pastilah dia nyari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;smoking room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;plus kopi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;He's a coffee addict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Dan akhirnyaaaaa, sesi sentimentil dimulailah. Bla bla bla bla bla bla. Yang ini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;off the record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; ya, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Intinya adalah, gw baru menyadari kalo kita berdua seriiiiing bangeet bikin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;rendevouz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; begini buat cerita haha. Yahh, gak sering-sering juga sih. Trus, karna salah satu topik yang kita bicarain tadi, gw nyadar kalo, emang cuma sama sodara aja ya, kita bisa ngungkapin baik dan buruknya kita. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Semuanya,&lt;/span&gt; tanpa terkecuali. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;That's why I call it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"brother-sister share the smell and the scent,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ngambil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; seseorang juga sih (ada yang tau siapaa? hehe). Jadi emang baik buruk, wangi busuk, ya cuma orang-orang terdekat aja yang tau. Kebetulan gw gak punya adek cowo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so I'm soooo used to treat him like my own lil' bro bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yaa, semoga hubungan yang kaya gini-gini bisa tahan lama, lebih lama dari hubungan suami istri, haha karna yaiyalah wong gw duluan yang tau dia dibanding (calon) bininya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's really good to have somebody to be trusted then, and sometimes it has to be the opposite sex, so it may explore another point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ngomong-ngomong gw lagi nunggu doi nih, katanya janji mau ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;upload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; foto-foto kita tadi? Manaaaa cong? Argh emosii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ternyata katanya kabel data dia di temennya, JEDEEEER. Udah ditungguin juga. Yaudah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; aja ya gw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;posting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; fotonya. Lagian gak penting-penting amat sih, dia gak lucu kok, hahahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Nji, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was totally joking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-2649583938037130469?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/2649583938037130469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/brother-sister-share-smell-and-scent.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2649583938037130469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2649583938037130469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/brother-sister-share-smell-and-scent.html' title='Brother-Sister Share the Smell and the Scent'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-5474351961081654045</id><published>2009-04-28T14:01:00.015+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:56:32.162+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfortness'/><title type='text'>David Choi's Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw lagi sukaaa banget sama video-videonya David Choi. Kalo mau liat, buka aja Youtube, lo masukin deh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;keyword &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;David Choi. Ntar banyak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; video yang muncul. Dia itu termasuk seleb dadakan dari Youtube, macam Ellen ellen siapa itu (Ellen Paige ya kalo gak salah?) dan Moymoy Palaboy. Bedanya si David ini suka meng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;cover version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; lagu orang, dinyanyiin lagi sama dia dalam versi akustik. Dan dia jago aja gitu nyanyi sama main gitarnya hehe. Gw gak tau udah berapa lama dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;posting-posting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;video gitu, tapi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;so far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;yang gw liat video-video yang dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;itu gak lebih dari dua bulan yang lalu kok. Yaaa, semoga gw gak basi-basi banget. Tadi dia abis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;posting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;lagunya Black Eyed Peas yang Pom Pom apaa gitu, okeeee dah! V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ideo transition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;nya bagus, editannya kreatif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Gw paling suka liat dia nyanyiin lagu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Womanizer (Britney), Pokerface (Lady Gaga), Somewhere Over the Rainbow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; sama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Youtube- Love Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; (ini lagu asli bikinan dia sendiri. Merefleksikan kecintaan dia sama Youtube kayanya hahaha). Gw sukaaaa banget denger lagu yang terakhir. Kalo lo denger versi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;mixing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;nya, bukan kaya video di Youtube itu, lo bakal senyum-senyum sampe ngakak sendiri deh. Lagunya tuh beneran kaya lagu cinta buat pacarnya, pake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;backsound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; orang siul-siul gitu. Ini orang emang doyan banget nge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;youtube &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;kayanya, dari pagi, buka Youtube, mimpinya ngimpiin Youtube, intinya hidup mati buat Youtube kali ya? HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mau cek liriknya? Ini gw kasih :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When I wake up in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the morning, youtube&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I dream at night, it's about youtube&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the day, youtube&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You consume my life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, youtube&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help, but think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I just love the things you do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allow the people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;To post our videos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; we love you youtube&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the founders&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Asian and some white dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I love youtube&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up in the morning, youtube&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I dream at ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ght, it's about youtube&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the day, youtube&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You consume my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Youtube, you can comment all over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Youtube, will you make passionate love to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You can respond to my videos if you'd like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'll post one right back, oh I think I might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You can add me to your favorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And I'll post on your bulletin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Maybe send you a message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; If you promise to write me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'll log in and out to please you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Oh you know the things I'll do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Oh youtube, oh youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; When I wake up in the morning, youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; When I dream at night, it's about youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; In the middle of the day, youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You consume my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You consume my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I said, you consume my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUTUBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Banyol kan liriknya? Hehe, makanya lo harus cek di Youtube, kalo emang niat sih. Ato sekalian aja lo cari donlotan lagunya (gw lupa dulu gw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;download &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;lagunya dimana, huhu. Nanti gw kasi tau kalo udah tau yaa). Pokoknya, gw jamin lo pasti suka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Refreshing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO DAVID CHOI, GO DAVID CHOI.&lt;/span&gt; Wish I could grab your CD!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This is al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;so one of his work :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfauvGILYfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7nhG5PFvulg/s1600-h/david+choi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfauvGILYfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7nhG5PFvulg/s320/david+choi1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329639333161558514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But, this is the real him, lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfavmlzPw3I/AAAAAAAAADA/CFvruf1LfmA/s1600-h/david_choi_web1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfavmlzPw3I/AAAAAAAAADA/CFvruf1LfmA/s320/david_choi_web1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329640286556504946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-5474351961081654045?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/5474351961081654045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-chois-video.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5474351961081654045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/5474351961081654045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-chois-video.html' title='David Choi&apos;s Videos'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfauvGILYfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7nhG5PFvulg/s72-c/david+choi1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-7166249561157770883</id><published>2009-04-28T07:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:27:55.779+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>DANCE PROJECT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfZT1stf_GI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ztb6G4TCQhA/s1600-h/SMRV1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Haha, kenapa judulnya begitu? Karna gw emang punya semacam grup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yang mulai menapaki karier, satu-satu lah, dimulai dari lingkungan gardep Dagadu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Performance&lt;/span&gt; pertama kita itu waktu ada acara Wispel Gardep 33, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sounding&lt;/span&gt;nya udah heboh banget, semacam kita bakal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt; total gitu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt;nya, tapi yaa ternyat&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a TETOT&lt;/span&gt; :D &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Haha, enggak deng. Yaa, lumayan membuat heboh, soalnya basah-basahan gitu pas nge&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt; (bukan basah sih, lebih tepatnya&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; becek&lt;/span&gt;, haha soalnya abis ujan). Dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outfit hot pants, tank top&lt;/span&gt;, plus kemeja putih kegedean (yang konon katanya bisa menyulut birahi, haha tapi kok enggak ya?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Narinya sih asal-asalan aja, wong nyiapinnya cuma 3 hari. yang penting, pertama, menurut kita pas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perform&lt;/span&gt; kita harus semacam narik korban buat digoda-godain di depan panggung. Korbannya waktu itu Mas Itok, salah satu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supervisor&lt;/span&gt; gerai di Dagadu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CANNA%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} a:link, span.MsoHyperlink 	{color:blue; 	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed 	{color:purple; 	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Kedua, kita goyang-goyang menggelinjang aja, gak peduli lagunya kemana, kitanya kemana hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Grup yang dikasi nama SMRV (Susu Murni Rasa Vanilla) ini merupakan versi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extended&lt;/span&gt; dari grup lain yang pernah kita bikin sewaktu aktif jadi Gardep. Awalnya kita punya perkumpulan cewe-cewe berbadan nyolot, disebutnya WDT (Wanita Dada Tambun). Berhubung periode kerja Gardep yang harus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt;, nah, WDT juga dipensiunkan, tapi malah diganti jadi SMRV itu. Anggotanya yaa mantan WDT itu, sekalian orang-orang yang biasanya nge&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt; kalo lagi ada acara di Dagadu. Mungkin karna orang-orangnya yang juga nyolot yaa, jadinya belom ada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;progress&lt;/span&gt; apa-apa juga orang-orang udah pada tau SMRV itu ada. Karna gak mau dibilang tukang omdo, yaudahlah kita ngisi Wispel 33 kemaren deh :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gendut-gendut gini gw lihai kok, goyang-goyang di panggung haha. Waktu SMA juga gw pernah jadi menejer plus koreografer anak-anak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheers&lt;/span&gt; di sekolah. Haha, yang ini sih sebetulnya karna gw gak keterima jadi tim &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheers&lt;/span&gt;nya, tapi gara-gara gw gak ikut audisinya gitu. Coba kalo ikut, wiihh pasti keterima, hahaha :9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyways, proyek &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt; itu sukses membuat kita-kita &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over-exposed&lt;/span&gt;, dan sekarang kita jadi tim penghibur tetap (mungkin) kalo ada acara-acara lagi di Dagadu, kita pasti dipanggil, dan kita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SIAP.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Hahaha, doakan ya, siapa tau kita bisa merambah ke acara-acara lain, yaa semacam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ladies night&lt;/span&gt; dimanaaaaa gituuu haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfZQzzdXOaI/AAAAAAAAACY/xpRnIwoDUD8/s1600-h/SMRV6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Oya, mau liat wajah normal kita? Yang di atas kan versi binalnya, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfZQzhKW6rI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fx5ZRrxTwHU/s1600-h/SMRV5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfZQzhKW6rI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fx5ZRrxTwHU/s320/SMRV5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329536055044926130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfZQzhKW6rI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fx5ZRrxTwHU/s1600-h/SMRV5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfZQzhKW6rI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fx5ZRrxTwHU/s320/SMRV5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329536055044926130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NB.&lt;br /&gt;Ada satu komen di album foto SMRV di &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;, katanya gini, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blush on&lt;/span&gt;-nya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON&lt;/span&gt; sekali yaa! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hot pants&lt;/span&gt;-nya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; banget juga." Haha, sumpah itu komen sampah banget, tapi gw suka :9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9174062717931575769-7166249561157770883?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/7166249561157770883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-project.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7166249561157770883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7166249561157770883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-project.html' title='DANCE PROJECT'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfZT1stf_GI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ztb6G4TCQhA/s72-c/SMRV1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-3269514655048709552</id><published>2009-04-26T13:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:27:01.901+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tukang Ngemil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Nyokap bilang, bokap gw itu jarang makan, soalnya takut gemuk. Tapi parahnya, dia doyaaaaan banget ngemil, hehe. Sama kaya gw, gak bisa tahan kalo liat cemilan nganggur. Ini aja, gw bikin postingan sambil ngemil wafer coklat, kacang kulit, sama susu. Parah ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Back to topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;, sebetulnya gw penasaran juga ngeliat bokap gw yang suka ngemil. Kenapa ya, cowo kok suka ngemil? Padahal kan yang lebih sering ngemil itu cewe. Gara-gara kebiasaan bokap yang satu ini, baru-baru aja bokap masuk rumah sakit, karna dia abis jajan sembarangan (gak tahan buat gak ngemilnya itu lhooo!). Kenapa bisa gitu ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Tapi mungkin, yang namanya batasan untuk suka ngemil ato enggak itu gak ditentuin berdasarkan klasifikasi gender, apalagi umur. Yaa, kalo suka ngemil, ngemil ajalah. Karna emang alesan spesifiknya gak ada. Gw rasa semua orang punya kesempatan yang sama untuk jadi orang yang suka ngemil, tapi tergantung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;treatment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;yang dia dapetin dari orang rumah, apakah dia dibiasain ngemil, ato enggak. Kenapa gw bilang orang cenderung apa bakat buat suka ngemil? Gw pernah baca, umumnya cemilan itu kalo gak mengandung gula yang tinggi banget, yaa garam yang tinggi. Jadinya membuat perut gak mudah penuh. Beda kalo kita langsung mengkonsumsi karbohidrat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;or even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt; protein dan lemak yang rasa penuhnya langsung kerasa begitu nyampe lambung. Lagian, cemilan itu kebanyakan gak mengandung karbohidrat, protein, atau lemak gitu kan? (Hehe, trus kandungannya apa dong?). Jadinya, sebetulnya orang itu gak pernah ngerasa cukup puas dengan ngemil. Orang yang abis ngemil, masih sanggup dicekokin makanan berat, begitu pula orang yang udah makan berat (dan punya kebiasaan ngemil), abis makan pun masih bisa ngemil. Gw seringnya gitu soalnya :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Lain halnya kalo ada orang yang bilang, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;makan mie instan = NGEMIL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Nah, ini nih, yang harus 'diluruskan' lagi jalannya. Haha, yang bener aja dong. Masak iya, mie dijadiin cemilan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Satu lagi, ngemil itu juga dipengaruhi sama yang namanya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Gw seriiing banget, ngemil karna lagi gak enak hati. Lebih lagi, gw sukaaaa banget belanja-belanja cemilan, cuma karna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;mood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;gw lagi pengen ngumpulin cemilan aja gitu. Hehe, trus akhirnya yang ngabisin temen-temen gw deh. Dari cemilan mahal, sampe yang ecek-ecek seharag lima ratus perak jaman kita sd gitu, biasanya selalu ada di kamar gw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Bingung juga ya tentang masalah ngemil-ngemil gini. Satu hal yang pasti, ngemil itu emang gak baik, kecuali lo ngemilnya buah-buahan, susu, ato biskuit rendah gula. Tapi, emang ngemil itu bisa nyiptain nikmat duniawi sih hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;So, say YES to ngemil! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-3269514655048709552?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/3269514655048709552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/tukang-ngemil.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3269514655048709552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/3269514655048709552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/tukang-ngemil.html' title='Tukang Ngemil'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-6807325670912499502</id><published>2009-04-25T23:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:51:10.881+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Malem Minggu plus Ngerasain Jadi Anak Tunggal :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hari ini, Sabtu, 25 April 2009, jelas-jelas malem minggu. Hehe, hari ini gw ngelewatin waktu asik-asikan berdua doang sama nyokap. Dasaaar, dia lagi kangen kayanya. Pertama-tama gw disuruh nemenin nyokap ke gereja. Bokap gak ikutan, soalnya harus nganter adek gw ke ultah temennya di Ritz Carlton, adek gw jelas gak ikut juga soalnya mau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Yaudah akhirnya gw nemenin nyokap aja deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Pulang dari gereja, nyokap udah semangat ngajak belanja bulanan. Dalam hati, gw seneng, 'asik gak ada Imce (adek gw) nih, gw yang ngambil jatah belanja dia ahh, haha.' Dan kaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;nya nyokap lagi seneng juga, makanya gw boleh beli ini itu. Lumayanlah, besok di Jogja gw gausah belanja-belanja lagi. Abis nganter adek gw, ternyata bokap nyusulin gw sama nyokap di Carrefour, yaudahlah makin cihuy aja sumber dana gw malem ini, hihihi. Bret bret bret, ini itu, semuanya ambil ajaa, haha lebay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Abis belanja, capek + laper, yaa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;eating out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;sebentar lah sama bokap nyokap. Ngomongin hadiah ultah gw (hihi), mau apa yaaaaa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Any idea? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Post on my comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; yaa :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Setelah beberapa lama, gw baru nyadar, makmur ju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ga ya ternyata hidup adek gw selama ini, sebagai anak tunggal di rumah. Mau apa tinggal minta, ngerengek dikit, dikasi. Ckckck, berbeda sekali dengan gw yang terlunta-lunta di Jogja (karna gwnya juga yang boros sih, haha). Tapi berasa banget ih kesenjangan sosialnya. Mana adek gw lumayan manja juga, masak bokap gw baru sembuh sakit udah disuruh nganter dia ke ultah temennya gitu? Dijemput pula (iya akhirnya abis makan kita semu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;a ngejemput si nyonya kecil imut *item mutlak* itu). Untungnya adek gw masih tau diri soal ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;uangan, haha kalo di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;a sama aja kaya gw, duh gak kebayang nyak babe gw seberapa stressnya ngadepin tuyul kecil satu :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Makanya, mulai sekarang gw punya orientasi baru, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;tidak akan boros lagi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;mengingat mama papa udah kewalahan mengurus satu anak di r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;umah, ditambah gw yang jauh bisanya merongrong duit ekstra terus. AYOK NADIN, LO PASTI BISA! Hehe, semoga ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY SATNIGHT-IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G YA TE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                      Liat deh wajah bokap nyokap gw, datar banget ya? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfM9CCRIZyI/AAAAAAAAABo/ouV9fhpyKNU/s1600-h/Image278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfKNSRkP2sI/AAAAAAAAABQ/F8U_8abYZ2Q/s320/Edit+photo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328476654225316546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfKNSRx3eUI/AAAAAAAAABI/U1MIhEQ0QzU/s1600-h/Edit+photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfKNSRx3eUI/AAAAAAAAABI/U1MIhEQ0QzU/s320/Edit+photo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328476654282438978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pernah denger &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flea markets?&lt;/span&gt; Ngerti artinya gaaakk? Hehe, gw gak tau juga sih gimana caranya men&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;translate &lt;/span&gt;ke bahasa Indonesia, tapi kurang lebih itu seperti toko loak ya, kalo gak salah. Hehe, yaa jual barang-barang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;secondhand &lt;/span&gt;gitu, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vintage, even old school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw termasuk orang yang sukaaaaa banget ke tempat-tempat kaya gini. Duluu, banget gw suka ke Pasar Senen, lucu-lucu dulu itu. Gw suka banget liat rok-rok di sana, sama kaos-kaos olahraga yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loosy-loosy &lt;/span&gt;gitu deh. Tas-tasnya juga lucu. Berhubung gw gak terlalu ngerti caranya mengidentifikasi barang asli ato palsu, tapi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so far &lt;/span&gt;tas-tas Chanel di sana &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worth to get &lt;/span&gt;lhoo!&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang Pasar Senen yang jual barang-barang kaya gitu udah dipindah ke lantai paling atas, namanya Proyek Senen kalo gak salah. Tempatnya udah enak banget, ber-ac kayanya. trus udah gak becek-becekan lagi. Yahh, sedikit mengurangi esensi belanja ngubek-ngubek gitu sih, yang panas-panasan, desek-desekan, rebutan, haha. Tapi jujur gw belom pernah kesana lagi, soalnya tiap balik Jakarta selalu gak sempet. Adek gw yang bilang kalo Proyek Senen udah gak seru lagi (dikira Dufan apa, seru?? Bwek!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, gw punya gacoan baru dooong, buat belanja-belanja kaya gitu, yaakkk apalagi kalo bukan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;METRO ATOM PASAR BARU! &lt;/span&gt;Wiidiiihh, itu pasar emang gak ada matinye. Hahaha, berlebihan sih, tapi yaa seenggaknya begitulah pendapat gw begitu liat tempat ini. Ibarat tikus ngeliat keju gitu, rasanya langsung mau nerkam aja itu baju-baju disana, hahaha. Dan ternyata, di situ tuh muraaaaah aja gitu. Lo bayar 20 ribu aja udah dapet 5 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outfits &lt;/span&gt;(LIMA BIJI LHO YA, bayangin! ckckck). Pokoknya, bawaan hati jadi seneng deh kalo udah nyampe sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebetulnya gw bukan pengikut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fashion &lt;/span&gt;juga, gaya gw gitu-gitu aja, gw menyebutnya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plain, &lt;/span&gt;haha dan gw emang gak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intended &lt;/span&gt;untuk nyari baju model gini gitu, gaya gini gitu, taun ini itu, dengan belanja ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flea markets &lt;/span&gt;itu. Gw cuma seneng ngabisin duit aja, gw seneng belanja, nah tempat-tempat kaya gini nih yang cocok buat nyalurin hobi gw tanpa perasaan bersalah, karna barangnya murah-murah hehe! Kalo beruntung lo bisa dapet barang-barang lucu juga kan di sana, nah sekali dayung dua-tiga pulau terlampaui deh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo di Jogja, gw suka banget ke awul-awul. Hehe, gimana ya nyebutnya? Ya semacam tempat belanja gitu-gituan juga sih. Tempatnya banyak di sekitaran Jl. PKU Muhammadiyah atau jalan di belakang Malioboro itu namanya apa sih, lupa gw. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyways, &lt;/span&gt;intinya gitu lah. Sama aja sih modelnya, baju-baju ditumpahin gitu aja di meja-meja trus lo ubek-ubek deh itu, sampe nemu yang sreg (diawul-awulin kalo bahasa Jawanya). Ada juga yang seru di Jl. Parangtritis, tapi mahal. Deket kosan gw di Jl. Kaliurang juga ada sih beberapa, tapi kurang lucu kalo menurut gw. Sayangnya, awul-awul di Jogja menurut gw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rate &lt;/span&gt;harganya masih mahal cuy, dibanding di Jakarta ato Bandung. Mungkin karena belom menjamur ya (tapi udah lumayan juga tuh) ato semacam abang-abang penjualnya tau banget kalo awul-awul banyak yang suka makanya seenak jidat mainin harga, huh!&lt;br /&gt;Tapi lo harus coba dateng ke awul-awulan pas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sekaten, &lt;/span&gt;setaun sekali tuh! Nah kalo pas itu, harga bisa jauuuh lebih bersahabat dengan barang-barang baru juga, karna berdasarkan riset gw ke abang-abang disana, rata-rata mereka bisa beli 2 sampe 3 karung buat jualan di Sekaten. Harganya juga murah-murah banget. Gw gatau kenapa kalo itu.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfKNSYefX-I/AAAAAAAAABY/0a76KxKc8O8/s1600-h/Edit+photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfKNSYefX-I/AAAAAAAAABY/0a76KxKc8O8/s320/Edit+photo+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328476656080216034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, posting kaya gini bikin gw kangen belanja. Biasanya gw cuma nyari kemeja-kemeja gede buat kuliah, ato atasan apa gitu yang aneh-aneh. Gw seneng sih kalo liat lemari gw penuh, haha. Tapi jeleknya gw, udah segitunya lemari gw penuh, baju yang gw pake itu-itu aja hahaha. Beda dari adek gw yang emang niat banget nyari model baju yang gini-gitu kalo lagi ke Pasar Atom. Kaya rok-rok di samping (hehe maaf hapenya jelek, susah buat moto), ini tuh hasil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hunting&lt;/span&gt;nya adek gw. Foto-foto di atas, adalah hasil belanjaan gw sama adek gw di Pasar Atom beberapa waktu lalu :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw juga mendadak kangen, pengen ke Gedebage, nyari kacamata ato jaket aneh-aneh. Argh, kapan libuuur? Bandung, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wait for me yaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oya, gw juga mau bagi-bagi tips tentang belanja di &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flea markets &lt;/span&gt;gitu ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kalo milih baju, pasti ada lah yaa, yang kena noda-noda gitu, nah pesen gw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jangan beli baju yang nodanya kekuningan &lt;/span&gt;karena yang kaya gitu gak bisa ato susah ilang. Kalo sekedar kotor item-item debu gitu sih gapapa. Hehe, daripada nyesel. Tapi yaa kalopun item jangan kebangetan lah itemnya hehe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kalo mau nyuci bajunya, biar lebih bersih coba baju lo d&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;irendem dulu pake air anget condong ke panas, dicampur sama larutan deterjen plus vetsin putih gak berasa&lt;/span&gt; (contohnya sasa ato ajinomoto) selama setengah hari lah, ato gak sampe airnya dingin. Komposisi deterjen sama vetsinnya 1:3. Tujuannya tuh biar lebih mantepp mengangkat noda. Gw baca ini di tabloid ibu-ibu hehe dan gw ikutin sampe sekarang. Ternyata tips ini juga bisa ngeluarin warna asli bajunya lho. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biasain untuk maksa nawar, ngotot, keukeuh minta harga semurah-murahnya (haha prinsip belanja kan emang gitu ya?) kalo perlu ajak ngomong aja abangnya, kalo digodain senyam-senyum aja (asal jangan mau dipegang ato diminta nomer hape yaa!). Gw sih sering nekat bodo amat kalo diajak ngomong ama yang jual hah. Lumayan ngaruh kok, sampe temen gw ada yang pernah bilang, abang-abang mau ngasi murah ke gw soalnya gw murahan (ANJRIT!) haha dalam artian diajak ngobrol iya-iya aja. Hehe gw sih bodo amat dibilang gitu, yang penting dapet diskon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin segitu dulu ya. Kalo bingung ato pengen tau lebih jauh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just ask me and I'll be so pleased to anwer, esp. &lt;/span&gt;berhubungan dengan tema ini. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY SHOPPING @ FLEA MARKETS DARLINGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-8881707109565009322?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/8881707109565009322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/flea-markets.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8881707109565009322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8881707109565009322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/flea-markets.html' title='FLEA MARKETS'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQTVjdYqU-w/SfKNSRkP2sI/AAAAAAAAABQ/F8U_8abYZ2Q/s72-c/Edit+photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-7838975786636101513</id><published>2009-04-24T23:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:17:49.575+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Saya Bisa Bikin Puisi Lho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERSECTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When bad things and good things happened at the same time, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;When feeling lost and being found worked at the same time, how could you deal with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it came to me, how could I resist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-7838975786636101513?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/7838975786636101513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/hallo-saya-bisa-bikin-puisi-lho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7838975786636101513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/7838975786636101513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/hallo-saya-bisa-bikin-puisi-lho.html' title='Saya Bisa Bikin Puisi Lho!'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-2915802668467522733</id><published>2009-04-24T23:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:21:56.531+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encourage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Favourite Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUE LOVE WAITS&lt;/span&gt; (in order to heal a broken heart).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lebih baik masuk kuping kiri, keluar kuping kanan daripada dimasukkin ke hati&lt;/span&gt;, kak (nasehat nyokap tentang trik jitu ngadepin bokap yang KERAS).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why so serious?&lt;/span&gt; (sometimes all I need is relax, right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People are so smart being stupid&lt;/span&gt; (mistakes are so human then).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The future belongs to those who prepare for it today&lt;/span&gt; (like I'm counting down for graduation).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life's all about past, present, and future sense.&lt;/span&gt; They're really connected darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KISS. Keep It Simple Stupid&lt;/span&gt; (complication's made by ourselves).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you got till it's gone?&lt;/span&gt; (so, appreciate anything you've got now. regret's wasteful).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You could wait in vain, but don't wait in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why some people are so special to me? Because they're the one who saw me when I was invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Don't know why but these quotations really help! Try one. I invent some (number 6 and 9) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;INI UDAH ADA DI NOTES FACEBOOK SIH, TAPI GAK ADA SALAHNYA BUAT DISHARE KE TEMEN-TEMEN BLOGGER KAN? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-2915802668467522733?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/2915802668467522733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/favourite-quotes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2915802668467522733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/2915802668467522733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/favourite-quotes.html' title='Favourite Quotes'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174062717931575769.post-8978842874542908280</id><published>2009-04-24T22:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:38:31.345+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Hallo Hallo Semua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Selalu bikin proyek-proyek cyber tapi gak ada yang keurus, cuma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; doang haha, dasaaar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapi berhubung adanya urgensi, akhirnya bikin blog lagi deh :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jadi inget, pertama kali bikin blog itu pas sma, buat pelajaran IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh tidaaak, gahul sekali sma gw yaa, hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Padahal tempatnya di kampung, dan mungkin kurang eksis, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Isinya tuh cuma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;update&lt;/span&gt; berita kita selama seminggu sekali (kan pelajarannya seminggu sekali juga haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lulus sma, terbengkalai deh itu blog, gw aja lupa url-nya apa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Nanti ah cari tau lagi haha tapi nanti malu-maluin ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyways, gw gak berharap blog gw akan dibaca banyak orang karena biasanya postingan gw sampah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapi gw tau, gw butuh punya blog, gw butuh punya jurnal pribadi (yang sekali-kali bolehlah dibocorin ke orang-orang hehe, kaya blog ini)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Karna gw bukan tipikal orang yang gak pinter ngomong secara langsung, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in person, straight to the point&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gw lebih mampu bereskpresi lewat tulisan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Semoga blog ini akhirnya ada gunanya yaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So, ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CIAOOOO :0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9174062717931575769-8978842874542908280?l=nadinantonia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/feeds/8978842874542908280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/hallo-hallo-semua.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8978842874542908280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9174062717931575769/posts/default/8978842874542908280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinantonia.blogspot.com/2009/04/hallo-hallo-semua.html' title='Hallo Hallo Semua'/><author><name>Nadin Antonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17315741072103945226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg1D3wEjLgw/TY4WO0-078I/AAAAAAAAAG4/HKafRRRnMxI/s220/NadinUtie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
