<?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-9023453375671871422</id><updated>2012-01-13T22:10:45.224+07:00</updated><category term='the other side'/><category term='mati ketakutan'/><category term='l o v e'/><category term='nostalgila'/><category term='skeptis.'/><category term='a point of view about . . .'/><category term='everydays'/><category term='fun side'/><category term='sumpah pemuda'/><category term='meracau tidak jelas'/><category term='review'/><category term='tentang hidup'/><category term='precious'/><category term='perang batin'/><category term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><category term='freak'/><category term='soundtracks'/><title type='text'>antimainstream.</title><subtitle type='html'>try to think and learn how to write it :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-4531372837199628454</id><published>2011-03-17T10:57:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T11:41:10.581+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lima menara: Saat Gontor Serasa Seperti Hogwarts.</title><content type='html'>Saya baru saja menyelesaikan buku 5 menara karya A. Fuadi. Sepertinya buku ini sudah populer sejak lama, bahkan sudah keluar edisi keduanya, "Ranah 3 Warna". Saya sangat telat, I know. Tapi itu tidak menghalangi saya untuk membuat review buku ini :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah baca Harry Potter? Pernah terpesona dengan kerennya Hogwarts dan bahkan berkhayal jadi penyihir? This book offers us something even better, even feasible to be realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berkisah tentang Alif Fikri, anak cerdas dari Minang yang bercita-cita menjadi seperti Habibie, namun ditentang oleh ibunya yang idealis dan ingin dia menjadi ahli ilmu agama. Harapannya masuk SMA pupus saat ibunya terang-terangan memintanya untuk masuk pondok pesantren. Permintaan yang sulit ditolak karena ibunya yang sangat keras kepala. Merasa bimbang, Alif memutuskan untuk mengurung diri di kamar dan berharap hati orang tuanya luluh dan mengizinkannya masuk SMA. Di saat yang bersamaan, datang surat dari pamannya yang menganjurkannya untuk bersekolah di Pondok Madani (PM). Konon, pondok tersebut melahirkan lulusan-lulusan yang cerdas dan pandai berbahasa Arab dan Inggris. Setengah hati, Alif memutuskan untuk melanjutkan sekolahnya di PM, yang terletak di Jawa Timur. Bentuk pelampiasan kekesalannya pada orangtuanya yang tidak mengizinkannya masuk SMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selanjutnya buku ini bercerita tentang kehidupan Alif di Pondok Madani. Pertemanannya dengan 5 orang temannya yang kelak dijuluki "Sahibul Menara" (yang punya menara) karena mereka senang berkumpul di bawah menara masjid. Kehidupan pondok pesantren yang jauh dari bayangan saya, bahkan menurut saya pesantren ini jauh lebih keren dari Hogwarts. Sebuah sekolah yang menawarkan kesempatan sebesar-besarnya bagi para siswanya untuk mengembangkan diri dengan berbagai sarana; mulai dari bidang olahraga, bahasa, kesenian, jurnalistik - sebut saja, saya rasa semua ekstrakurikuler ada di sini.  Kalau ditanya, "terus kapan belajar agamanya?", mereka akan dengan lugas menjawab, "pelajaran agama di sini seperti oksigen. semua hal yang kita pelajari di sini adalah ibadah." - sesuatu semacam itu, karena saya sendiri juga lupa dialog aslinya :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada beberapa hal yang saya anggap menarik dalam cerita masa sekolah mereka di Pondok Madani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama, metode belajar mereka. Seperti halnya siswa biasa, mereka juga belajar hal-hal menyebalkan seperti matematika. Tapi yang paling menarik di sini, mereka diwajibkan menggunakan bahasa Arab dan Inggris dalam pembicaraan sehari- hari. Selain diajarkan secara formal, setiap hari ada seorang senior dari bagian "penggerak bahasa" datang untuk mengajarkan kosa kata baru kepada mereka. Metodenya mirip bahasa tarzan. Tunjuk bukunya, dan katakan buku dalam bahasa arab. Begitu seterusnya sampai siswanya mengerti. Saya rasa metode ini mirip dengan mengajarkan anak kecil bicara, hanya saja dalam bahasa yang berbeda. Terbukti, dalam 4 bulan siswa di sana mulai terbiasa berbicara dalam bahasa Inggris dan Arab sebagai bahasa sehari-hari. That's cool, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedua, metode peraturan dan disiplin. Peraturannya tidak ditulis, hanya diperdengarkan sekali saja. Dan sekali melanggar, siswa akan dipanggil ke mahkamah. Selain dihukum, mereka bertugas menjadi jasus (mata-mata). Mereka harus mencari 2 korban yang melakukan kesalahan untuk dilaporkan ke mahkamah dalam waktu 24 jam. Agak mirip MLM saya rasa :p awalnya, sang penulis merasa tidak sreg dengan metode "cari-cari kesalahan orang" ini. Tapi kata si ustad dengan bijak, konon hal ini berguna untuk melatih sense of awareness kita, karena banyak orang sekarang semakin tidak peduli dengan lingkungan sekitarnya yang semakin bobrok, padahal tugas kita sebagai sesama muslim adalah saling mengingatkan. Hmm, saat membaca bagian ini saya berusaha mengingat kapan terakhir kali saya dengan berani berkata "ini salah!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketiga, mantra sakti "man jadda wajada". Siapa yang bersunguh-sungguh, akan berhasil. Cara kerjanya hampir mirip dengan frase "All is well" di film 3 idiots. Doktrin ini sepertinya sangat mengena di hati para siswanya - termasuk saya sebagai pembaca bahkan - karena para siswa di sini menjunjung tinggi kerja keras, cari ilmu sebanyak-banyaknya, dan "going for extra miles" - berusaha lebih dari orang lain. Sebuah kalimat sederhana, yang bisa membuat perubahan besar bagi diri kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keempat, mereka menganggap ujian itu pesta dan belajar itu menyenangkan. Hasil dari racun "man jadda wajada" yang sudah saya jabarkan di poin sebelumnya. Saat orang seperti saya ketakutan setengah mati saat ketemu ujian dan menganggap UTS = Ujian Tidak Serius, orang-orang ini menjadikan ujian sebagai wahana mereka untuk unjuk gigi, menunjukkan sejauh mana ilmu sudah mereka pahami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelima, this pesantren is not boring at all. Bahkan mereka punya kegiatan pertandingan bola rutin (yang dikomentatori dengan bahasa Arab, wow), lomba debat, bahkan pagelaran kesenian yang dikemas secara maksimal oleh para muridnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejujurnya, pendidikan di Pondok Madani inilah yang membuat saya tekun membalik-balik halaman buku ini dan menyelesaikannya dengan cepat. Saya simpulkan sekolah seperti inilah yang akan melahirkan calon pemimpin masa depan, saat seluruh waktu mereka didedikasikan untuk belajar baik ilmu maupun agama. Apakah mereka radikal? Saya rasa tidak, karena banyak dari mereka yang pergi merantau ke luar negeri setelah dari sana. Pikiran radikal itu cuma untuk orang yang dunianya selebar daun kelor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita persahabatan dan masalah pribadi keenam orang ini tidak kalah menarik bagi saya. Tentang pergulatan batin Alif ,yang walaupun menganggap kehidupan di PM menyenangkan,  masih iri dengan kehidupan sahabatnya, Randai yang masuk SMA dan melanjutkan kuliahnya di ITB. Tentang Baso, siswa dari Gowa, yang sangat berambisi untuk menjadi haafiz Qur'an agar bisa memberikan jubah kehormatan bagi kedua orangtuanya kelak di surga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir kata, untuk membuka wawasan kita tentang pendidikan islami yang ideal, saya rasa buku ini sangat tepat untuk dibaca. Selain itu, buku ini kaya akan kutipan-kutipan nasehat orang bijak yang akan segera menyetrum kita sesaat setelah membacanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, setelah membaca buku ini saya jadi malas malas-malasan lagi :p Man jadda wajada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-4531372837199628454?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/4531372837199628454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=4531372837199628454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4531372837199628454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4531372837199628454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2011/03/lima-menara-saat-gontor-serasa-seperti.html' title='Lima menara: Saat Gontor Serasa Seperti Hogwarts.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3886066065561963541</id><published>2010-12-31T22:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T23:57:12.135+07:00</updated><title type='text'>EVALUASI 2010</title><content type='html'>Bold means checked, italic means comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Siapa nama Anda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reytia Anindita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Berapa umur Anda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 tahun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sebutkan 3 (atau lebih) Resolusi Anda yang berhubungan dengan keluarga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- membuat bangga orang tua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- menghafal lebih banyak anggota keluarga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- membawa pacar gue ke nikahan sepupu gue *hahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sebutkan 3 (atau lebih) Resolusi Anda yang berhubungan dengan diri sendiri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- shalat 5 waktu + dhuha tiap hari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5 waktu, hampiiiir. sering bablas di isya sm subuh T__T duha gagal total astaghfirullah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- khatam al quran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GAGAL TOTAL!! TIDAAAAKKKK masa bertahun2 ga khatam2??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- belajar fotografi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- berusaha keras untuk semua hal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masih kurang!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- punya tujuan hidup yang jelas dan mencapainya dengan sungguh2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masih nggak jelas sampe skarang, wallahualam deh :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- BERHENTI NGOMONG KASAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sebutkan 3 (atau lebih) Resolusi Anda yang berhubungan dengan orang lain selain keluarga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- menjaga silaturahim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- membuat banyak koneksi demi kelancaran hidup di masa depan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- memberi contoh yang baik buat orang lain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masih ga berani bilang kalo udah.. hehehe. mungkin mending org lain yg nilai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- memberi manfaat kepada orang yg membutuhkan dgn apa yang gue punya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... have i? not yet sure :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- belajar berbagi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sebutkan keinginan Anda, apapun itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- berhenti ngomng kasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- berkah dan rahmat Allah untuk menjalani hidup gue supaya sukses dunia akherat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- berbagi apa yang gue punya ke orang yang butuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gak hedon lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masih gagal reytiaaa... masih aja pengen makan sanpachi dan sushi tei haduuuhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- bisa masak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;checked ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- band cowo saya sukses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wah yg ini biar abang yg nilai deh ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- punya tujuan hidup yang jelas dan dimudahkan dalam kebaikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- berhenti berbuat dosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmmm sulit, tapi frekuensi solat tobat sudah meningkat :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- masuk surga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semoga semoga amiiiinnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bermanfaat buat orang lain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish. not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- memanfaatkan smua yg gue punya semaksimal mungkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belommm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- langgeng sama pacar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- TA lancar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- proyek lancar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- diberi hidayah Allah supaya jadi orang yang benar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- ke ukraina atau cina. plis let mi go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- dimudahkan dalam jalan karir yang paling baik buat saya. kebanyakan pilihan jadi bingung -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Reytia Anindita, ST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- having the power to be brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- bisnis baru :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. yeah. there are some target that's not fulfilled and i have to have it on my 2011 targets ;)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/9023453375671871422-3886066065561963541?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3886066065561963541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3886066065561963541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3886066065561963541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3886066065561963541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/12/evaluasi-2010.html' title='EVALUASI 2010'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-7639321877605086457</id><published>2010-11-01T18:51:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T18:54:27.244+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mari bersyukur :)</title><content type='html'>baru menyadari betapa hidup saya benar-benar diberi rahmat oleh Allah SWT.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sesimpel menyadari bahwa hari ini saya masih bisa bepergian dari bandung ke jakarta dan sampai rumah dengan selamat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masih bisa tidur nyaman di kamar saya, lengkap dengan AC &amp;amp; selimutnya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masih bisa memilih makanan apa yang mau saya makan malam ini,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masih bisa mandi semaunya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sementara masih banyak saudara-saudara saya yang tidak punya tempat tinggal karena bencana, dan hanya makan dan tidur dgn fasilitas seadanya di pengungsian :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;betapa saya masih harus lebih banyak berbagi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-7639321877605086457?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/7639321877605086457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=7639321877605086457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7639321877605086457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7639321877605086457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/11/mari-bersyukur.html' title='mari bersyukur :)'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3472675944138630204</id><published>2010-10-28T11:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T11:03:54.306+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sumpah pemuda'/><title type='text'>28 Oktober 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami putra dan putri Indonesia, mengaku bertumpah darah yang satu, tanah air Indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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;di mana kondisinya banyak sekali akhirnya pemuda-pemudi Indonesia yang memutuskan untuk merantau mencari ilmu dan penghasilan di negeri seberang, yang konon katanya di sanalah mereka dapat lebih dihargai dan dihormati dengan minat keprofesiannya. Bukan hanya anak ITB saja, bahkan saudara-saudara kita dari desa pun nekad mengadu nasib menjadi TKI di negeri seberang. Berapa banyak dari kita yang sudah kembali dan memberikan kontribusi kepada negara?&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami putra dan putri Indonesia, mengaku berbangsa yang satu, bangsa Indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;bahkan erupsi gunung merapi dan tsunami di mentawai tetap tidak menyurutkan setitik keegoisan kita. Bukannya saya melarang kita semua untuk hidup enak, tapi seberapa besar kenikmatan hidup kita yang sudah kita bagi kepada orang yang jauh lebih membutuhkan?&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-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-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;jika dahulu kita harus bersatu melawan penjajah yang menghancurkan negara kita dengan senjata senapan dan pendudukan daerah, siapa yang harus kita lawan sekarang? kaum-kaum ekstrimis penganut bigotri kah, yang sudah memusnahkan arti "toleransi antar umat beragama" di tanah air kita? atau perusahaan-perusahaan energi yang mengeruk kekayaan tanah air kita tanpa hasil yang berarti bagi negara kita? atau orang-orang di atas sana yang sedang sibuk belajar etika di yunani, sementara saya sendiri sering mendengar dari teman-teman berkebangsaan asing yang pernah berkunjung ke Indonesia bahwa ramah-tamah di negeri kita tiada duanya? atau mungkin diri saya sendiri, yang walaupun telah disumpah sarjana beberapa hari yang lalu masih tidak bisa menjalankan tanggung jawabnya sebagai sarjana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami putra dan putri Indonesia, menjunjung tinggi bahasa persatuan, bahasa Indonesia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;saya sudah lupa kapan terakhir kali membaca headline koran dengan ejaan yang baik. bahkan saya tidak tahu apa bahasa indonesia yang tepat dari kata "headline". terlalu banyak penggunaan bahasa asing dalam kehidupan kita. bukannya saya melarang kita semua untuk pandai berbahsa internasional, tapi saya sungguh khawatir jika generasi muda semua seperti kita, siapa lagi yang akan melestarikan bahasa kita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;&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-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;28 Oktober 2010. Saya tidak peduli dengan segala seminar dan freeze mob yang akan dilakukan untuk memperingati hari sumpah pemuda. Saya lebih tertarik merenunginya untuk diri saya sendiri. &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/9023453375671871422-3472675944138630204?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3472675944138630204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3472675944138630204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3472675944138630204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3472675944138630204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/10/28-oktober-2010.html' title='28 Oktober 2010'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-7133737162520142230</id><published>2010-10-28T10:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T10:32:17.482+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Is (y)Ours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Rasanya tidak percaya rutinitas yang saya lakukan beberapa tahun belakangan sudah berakhir. Dulu saya yang berada di belakang auditorium saat prosesi dimulai, merasa tegang takut tidak bisa mencatat wisudawan dengan benar. Dulu saya yang selalu excited saat bertemu dengan wisudawan yang saya kenal, histeris dan mengucapkan selamat. Dulu saya yang terpaku saat wisudawan teman-teman saya bersalaman dengan rektor, dan memberikan kode "kru" kepada fotografer backup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masih segar dalam ingatan saya semangat saat mengarak senior-senior di IMA-G. Sesaat setelah selesai tugas notulen, biasanya saya segera berlari menuju basecamp dan mengenakan jaket biru kebanggaan saya. Masih sangat segar dalam ingatan saya yel-yel yang kami teriakkan. Wajah-wajah bahagia wisudawan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan sampai sekarang saya masih tidak percaya kalau saya sudah melewati fase itu :') kalau sayalah yang hari itu difoto, diberi selamat, dan diarak oleh teman-teman saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tidak ada gunanya saya ucapkan selamat tinggal, karena kalian selamanya akan jadi teman saya :) tapi tentu saja, terimakasih banyak untuk satu hari yang sangat berkesan. :) Aku sayang kalian semua teman-teman LFM, IMA-G dan semua teman-teman ITB dari seluruh jurusan :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-7133737162520142230?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/7133737162520142230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=7133737162520142230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7133737162520142230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7133737162520142230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-is-yours.html' title='Today Is (y)Ours'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-1459891815697172582</id><published>2010-09-27T04:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T04:34:29.879+07:00</updated><title type='text'>superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;kadang-kadang kita bekerja sangat keras dan gila gilaan sampai-sampai kita berani menyebut diri kita superman. saat kita melihat orang lain bekerja, kita cenderung melihat bahwa apa yang mereka lakukan tidak apa-apanya dibanding apa yang kita pernah lakukan. hey, mereka juga sedang berusaha untuk menjadi superman bagi diri mereka sendiri lho. mungkin memang proses dan hasilnya tidak sebaik yang kita lakukan dulu - tapi siapa sih kita untuk menilai mereka seperti itu?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;biarkan saja mereka menjadi superman dengan caranya sendiri. setiap orang memiliki kapasitas masing-masing - biarkan mereka belajar dengan kapasitasnya dan pada akhirnya proses itu akan menjawab, segala kesulitan dan ketidaknyamanan yang pernah dilewati adalah sebuah fase yang harus dilewati untuk mengupgrade diri kita.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;pada akhirnya saya tidak peduli jika hasilnya jauh dari sempurna. saya lebih peduli dengan hikmah yang diambil setiap individu dalam setiap kesalahan yang mereka perbuat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;lebih baik tahu kita salah, daripada tidak tahu salah atau tidak sama sekali. salut untuk semua individu yang berani berkecimpung dalam lautan ketidaknyamanan dan segudang masalah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;percayalah, semua akan membawa manfaat jika dilakukan dengan ikhlas :) mungkin yang saya bisa lakukan sekarang hanya melihat segala sesuatu dari segi positifnya. toh yang negatif-negatif cuma bisa bikin saya sakit kepala kalau dipikir terus terusan :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;semangat BP IMA-G 2010 | panitia penjenjangan | panitia rujakota :)&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/9023453375671871422-1459891815697172582?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/1459891815697172582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=1459891815697172582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1459891815697172582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1459891815697172582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/09/superman.html' title='superman'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-6911845092441485344</id><published>2010-08-29T23:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:09:18.218+07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;playing with religion is not funny,&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: x-large;"&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: x-large;"&gt;or it's me having lousy sense of humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;but it's cool for me for being lousy.&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/9023453375671871422-6911845092441485344?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/6911845092441485344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=6911845092441485344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6911845092441485344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6911845092441485344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-not-funny.html' title='it&apos;s not funny'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2532859607409560694</id><published>2010-04-25T23:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:23:14.053+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meracau tidak jelas'/><title type='text'>just another blabla..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so glad that i'm taking the architect course because i'm sick of those safe-mainstream jobs! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know architects don't get paid well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..but you can't buy our pride ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2532859607409560694?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2532859607409560694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2532859607409560694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2532859607409560694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2532859607409560694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-another-blabla.html' title='just another blabla..'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3295110696135133805</id><published>2010-04-24T01:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T01:27:34.052+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S9Hl5r4yz4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/350cHxqoj5Q/s1600/inter+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S9Hl5r4yz4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/350cHxqoj5Q/s320/inter+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463400602173362050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is so cute!! :) i wanna buy manchester united cupcakes for my ramadhan hehehe :) :) :) wonder if he'll dare to eat it :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you can get those cupcakes here.. so cute that you wish you shouldn't eat them haha. haven't know the price yet btw. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://mscupcakesbysha.blogspot.com/search/label/chocolate"&gt;http://mscupcakesbysha.blogspot.com&lt;/a&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/9023453375671871422-3295110696135133805?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3295110696135133805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3295110696135133805' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3295110696135133805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3295110696135133805'/><link rel='alternate' 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procedure.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more than enough, i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-7263177108260740481?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/7263177108260740481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=7263177108260740481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7263177108260740481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7263177108260740481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-much-disappointment.html' title='too much disappointment'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-127099794548400266</id><published>2010-04-06T00:41:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:55:16.758+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>ESCAPE!! ESCAPE!!</title><content type='html'>lately i'm in a very stressful mood and i really can't think about anything but escape.. just see my previous post about beaches, yes i've been dreaming about going somewhere. really. and all of the sudden i just asked my boyfriend if he want to accompany me to go to Jogja just for a day, haha silly idea :p&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, really, after this stressful-boring-whatsoever final project, i really need to go somewhere. somewhere different. i'm bored with this city and spoiled people. i just need to go somewhere, taking pictures. seeing God's given natural beauty. whatever. i really need that. desperately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here's my list of places to go - i don't have time to google for the pics. i'm in the middle of doing my final project here :P maybe i'll post the pic later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. LOMBOK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh how i wish Hunting Besar LFM would go theerrreee! my friend, Andre, was born in Lombok and he told me about how beautiful the island is. he said that i should visit gili trawang at night, he said the stars are very beautiful there. damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Jogja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just an escape from a dense city - i need to go somewhere more quiet. I really want to watch the Sendratari Ramayana on Prambanan temple and visiting Borobudur temple which i never do and i know that's very embarrasing :P i want to go around malioboro street to feel the ambience, visiting Kota Gede and having some silver stuffs ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Bukittinggi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went there actually, but I didn't enjoy the trip very much. Well, this is because i just finished reading "Negara Kelima" for the second time, and the book tells a lot about Minangkabau and its history. I really love to visit halaban, ngarai sianok.. anywhere. please take me there again. but my mom said that it's too dangerous because of the landslide and she said Bukittinggi has been losing contacts with Padang, so i better not going. how sad :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Hongkong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately I will go there this summer, thank you God, thank you mom. I just need to go SOMEWHERE ELSE. and i really look forward for July 8th ;) i promise i'll take a lot of pictures!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, i really have no idea. even these 3 places are kinda difficult to be reached :( well, i will start saving then :D i really wish that june comes fast so that i could arrange my exchange study this winter.. I was about to apply for ukraine and russia, well just pray that they still have some project this winter ;) really want to go somewhere weird!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: i was serious about the jogja idea. i was thinking to invite fasa and asti too to make the trip more cheerful :P well, let's see. maybe we'll make it to singapore. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-127099794548400266?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/127099794548400266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=127099794548400266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/127099794548400266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/127099794548400266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/04/escape-escape.html' title='ESCAPE!! ESCAPE!!'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-1323257083537924084</id><published>2010-04-02T22:21:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:24:29.835+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perang batin'/><title type='text'>cita cita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S7YMDV7uruI/AAAAAAAAAI8/yDKU5uYvhW8/s1600/DSC02502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S7YMDV7uruI/AAAAAAAAAI8/yDKU5uYvhW8/s320/DSC02502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455561250172743394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;suatu hari ia berkata, katanya aku lebih baik menjadi seorang jurnalis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suatu hari yang lain aku melihat sebuah film, katanya untuk apa punya cita-cita?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setiap hari aku berpikir kembali, apa dambaanku sejak kecil dulu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ingin jadi dokter itu hanya karena ayah dan ibuku berhasil di sana saja,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan teman-teman orangtua dan saudara yang mengira baiknya aku ikuti mereka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi ingin jadi arsitek adalah panggilan hati,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kegembiraan dalam setiap coretan dalam ribuan lembar kertas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keharuan dalam kekaguman pengalaman ruang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ingin menggila,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ingin berkarya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tidak terjebak dalam rutinitas di balik meja kerja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau aku sudah 4 tahun belajar di jurusan gila ini,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan tanpa aku sadari aku menginginkannya sejak dulu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buat apa jadi yang lain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banyak hobi yang ingin aku tekuni,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi aku tidak akan menyerah untuk menjadi seorang arsitek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-1323257083537924084?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/1323257083537924084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=1323257083537924084' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1323257083537924084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1323257083537924084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/04/cita-cita.html' title='cita cita'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S7YMDV7uruI/AAAAAAAAAI8/yDKU5uYvhW8/s72-c/DSC02502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2672027224308736598</id><published>2010-03-28T12:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T12:06:12.065+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S67jrxoaGXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7QRgof4tigk/s1600/A_Beach_View_by_NDP06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S67jrxoaGXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7QRgof4tigk/s320/A_Beach_View_by_NDP06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453546539988949362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamed about a beach. i dreamed about seeing sunset with you. i dreamed about chasing sunrise and enjoying the wind blows on my face. i dreamed about the white sands and the soft bubbly wave playing around my feet fingers. i dreamed about the deep blue color that makes me feel dizzy everytime i stare too much. i dreamed about thinking about nothing but a feeling of gratitude for God to create such a beauty. i dreamed about that a lot, i dreamed about having a holiday. in instance, i think i just need to escape from this daily routinity, and start saving money to go somewhere only i know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;picture by NDP06.deviantart.com&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/9023453375671871422-2672027224308736598?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2672027224308736598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2672027224308736598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2672027224308736598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2672027224308736598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/03/escape.html' title='escape'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S67jrxoaGXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7QRgof4tigk/s72-c/A_Beach_View_by_NDP06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-7025507995533683058</id><published>2010-03-25T04:56:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T05:02:51.881+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a point of view about . . .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>fotografi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S6qL4IsFWzI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Vj2LuA1N4o0/s1600/i_want_your_songlist_by_cielbleu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S6qL4IsFWzI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Vj2LuA1N4o0/s320/i_want_your_songlist_by_cielbleu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452324095406725938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya bukan orang yang segitu jagonya dalam bidang fotografi, saya cuma seorang pemula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pengalaman dan ilmu saya mungkin tidak sehebat teman-teman saya yang sudah menggila di LFM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi ada satu hal yang saya yakini,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sejak dulu dan hingga sekarang, bagi saya fotografi adalah memaknai benda yang biasa-biasa saja menjadi luar biasa di dalam frame kamera saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mungkin ada orang yang senang mengabadikan kecantikan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi bagi saya, memotret objek yang indah itu biasa saja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-7025507995533683058?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/7025507995533683058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=7025507995533683058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7025507995533683058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7025507995533683058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/03/fotografi.html' title='fotografi'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S6qL4IsFWzI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Vj2LuA1N4o0/s72-c/i_want_your_songlist_by_cielbleu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8425489083828432565</id><published>2010-03-14T16:07:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:08:18.828+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>ISO: The Cinema of Life Symphony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Konser ITB Student Orchestra: The Cinema of Life Symphony merupakan konser ke-2 (kalau tidak salah) yang mereka adakan. Sekaligus memperingati lustrum pertama mereka, konser ini nampaknya akan menjadi batu loncatan mereka untuk terus berkembang lebih baik lagi. Konduktor muda lulusan ITB, M. Ghifary, Concert Master jenius Fahriza Luddin, kolaborasi dengan unit-unit kesenian ternama di ITB (MBWG, PSM, dan INFINITY) dan bintang tamu yang berkilauan seperti Christopher Abimanyu dan Salamander Big Band membuat konser ini terasa begitu meyakinkan untuk ditonton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berbekal dengan tiket VIP A dan ekspektasi tinggi, saya duduk di sana, mengamati teman-teman saya sedang bersiap untuk menunjukkan kebolehannya. Suasana terasa tegang, namun juga membuat saya penasaran apa yang akan terjadi selanjutnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penampilan dibuka dengan "Kembali Ke Sekolah" yang dinyanyikan oleh Lalita Fitrianti Pawarisi, salah seorang teman yang tampil sangat cantik di atas panggung. Namun sayang, penampilan ini kurang 'menggebrak' untuk sebuah pembukaan. Begitu juga dengan 3 lagu pertama yang sayangnya dimainkan dengan kurang rapih oleh teman-teman ISO, mungkin karena masih tegang :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namun penampilan mereka sangat membaik di lagu-lagu berikutnya. "All I Ask Of You" dan "A Whole New World" merupakan lagu yang sudah saya tunggu-tunggu sejak awal, karena keduanya merupakan lagu favorit saya. Dan sesuai ekspektasi saya, Puspalia Panggabean dan Bernardus Vicky Yusika melakukan duet yang sangat luar biasa menyentuh malam itu. Dengan kualitas suara yang menurut saya jauh lebih baik dibandingkan penyanyi pop terkenal jaman sekarang, mereka berdua diiringi oleh orkestra berhasil membuat saya terhanyut dalam kisah cinta rumit antara Phantom dan Christine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanya ada satu lagu Indonesia yang dibawakan dalam konser ini, yakni "Sempurna" yang dinyanyikan ulang oleh Lya Alatas - kakak kelas saya yang akrab saya panggil Kak Cimol. Kebetulan saat konser ini ia sedang hamil, kalau tidak salah sudah 8 bulan. Entah suaranya yang memukau, atau kekaguman dan keharuan yang membuat saya berpikir, sungguh beruntung bayi yang sedang dikandungnya karena memiliki Ibu yang sangat luar biasa. Entah mengapa, saat itu saya berpikir lagu "Sempurna" tidak hanya ia nyanyikan untuk konser ini, tapi juga untuk si bayi lucu yang sedang dikandungnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sesi pertama diakhiri dengan aransemen ulan OST Pirates of Carribean yang luar biasa dan membuat semangat - pilihan yang tepat, karena setelah mendengar lagu itu, penonton menjadi semakin penasaran: apa lagi yang akan dibawakan oleh teman-teman ISO di sesi berikutnya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setelah istirahat setengah jam, sesi kedua dibuka dengan penampilan dari MBWG dengan lagu "When You Believe". Saat itu, saya melihat wajah-wajah familiar (senior, maksudnya. hehe) dan saya berpikir, mungkin ini adalah penampilan terakhir untuk beberapa teman yang ada di sana. Sayang MBWG hanya membawakan 1 lagu karena rasanya agak 'tanggung'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penampilan dilanjutkan dengan Gail dan Salamander Big Band yang membawakan lagu "Feeling Good" yang juga diiringi oleh penampilan tarian oleh INFINITY. Lagu "I Won't Dance" dan "Polka Dots and Moonbeams" pun dibawakan dengan sangat apik oleh Imelda Rosalin dan akordionnya. Begitu sempurna, sampai-sampai saya tidak tahu harus menulis apa lagi dalam review saya ini :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christopher Abimanyu pun mengejutkan saya, karena setelah beberapa adegan lawak srimulat dengan Konduktor M. Ghifary, saya mulai berpikir bahwa (maaf) suara beliau agak mirip Suneo. Lucu. Namun saat lagu "This Is The Moment" dibawakan, suaranya begitu menghentak dan menghapus paradigma sesaat saya tentang suara beliau. Dan "The Prayer" yang beliau nyanyikan dengan Nena Michela sukses membuat orang-orang yang tadinya tidak mengenal lagu tersebut mendendangkan lagu tersebut terus menerus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Go West" membuat penonton kembali bersemangat setelah dibuai dengan beberapa lagu bertempo lambat. Lagu yang sangat familiar di iklan sebuah rokok ini berhasil dibawakan dengan sangat apik oleh teman-teman ISO. Akhirnya, penampilan malam itu ditutup oleh "Go To The Distance" yang dinyanyikan oleh Nadia Deviaty Hermawan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hampir 3,5 jam saya habiskan di dalam auditorium Sabuga, apa yang saya rasakan? Sebagai penonton, saya terpuaskan. Dan sebagai teman dari orang-orang hebat yang menyelenggarakan acara dan tampil di sana, luar biasa bangga! Label "Anak Teknik" tidak akan bisa menghalangi semangat berkarya dalam seni yang teman-teman miliki. Pada titik ini, saya sangat kagum dengan teman-teman di sana, dan mungkin sedikit menyesal karena tidak jadi masuk ISO hahaha. Perjuangan yang luar biasa oleh teman-teman ISO, semoga selanjutnya ISO bisa diapresiasi lebih baik lagi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: jadi nyesel nggak dateng GANFFEST kemarin-kemarin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8425489083828432565?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8425489083828432565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8425489083828432565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8425489083828432565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deleted.&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="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&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="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy now?&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/9023453375671871422-7189671503811359928?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/7189671503811359928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=7189671503811359928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7189671503811359928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7189671503811359928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8191334942479985332</id><published>2010-02-27T23:57:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T00:00:08.079+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S4lPTd9a4QI/AAAAAAAAAIk/p9xHeMyA3sE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S4lPTd9a4QI/AAAAAAAAAIk/p9xHeMyA3sE/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442968820532306178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; iseng. semoga bisa bikin senyum dikit. sekalian belajar trace di photoshop. *hmm, jadi mau beli wacom ga ya? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8191334942479985332?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8191334942479985332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8191334942479985332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8191334942479985332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8191334942479985332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_27.html' title=';)'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S4lPTd9a4QI/AAAAAAAAAIk/p9xHeMyA3sE/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-723311085930877720</id><published>2010-02-27T01:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T01:37:21.098+07:00</updated><title type='text'>too tired to even think about a title. crap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ky5nnk6sB81qavjoxo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ky5nnk6sB81qavjoxo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss the old times&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;credit to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahhcute.tumblr.com/post/400987071"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://fuckyeahhcute.tumblr.com/post/400987071&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-723311085930877720?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/723311085930877720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=723311085930877720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/723311085930877720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/723311085930877720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-tired-to-even-think-about-title.html' title='too tired to even think about a title. crap.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2995764061102057595</id><published>2010-02-27T01:23:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T01:26:15.163+07:00</updated><title type='text'>lame.</title><content type='html'>i know, it's such a selfish wish to wish that you would care more about me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, you don't have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, you don't have to pretend. pretending is just my job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2995764061102057595?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2995764061102057595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2995764061102057595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2995764061102057595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2995764061102057595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/02/lame.html' title='lame.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8589951098771569842</id><published>2010-02-26T11:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T11:42:11.129+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;if there is any ability i could have right now,&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: x-large;"&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: x-large;"&gt;is to pretend that everything is ok.&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/9023453375671871422-8589951098771569842?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8589951098771569842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8589951098771569842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8589951098771569842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8589951098771569842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/02/wish.html' title='wish.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3286225915248147540</id><published>2010-02-26T01:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T01:07:23.083+07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>i've been worrying about you and i have no idea about what should i do.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i were there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at the same time i wonder if you were wishing me were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-3286225915248147540?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3286225915248147540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3286225915248147540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3286225915248147540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3286225915248147540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2113545520737912787</id><published>2010-02-26T00:55:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T01:05:46.549+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>about why i've been so annoying and demanding lately</title><content type='html'>this is too much for me to take, that i couldn't speak to you right now so i'm gonna save it here for you later to know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wonder why i am so annoying? because i've been to worried about how often i look for you, more than you look for me. can't you see that i told you that i missed you several times more than you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know what, all i need to feel is to feel loved and wanted. i have enough (or even too many) ignorance in my daily activities, why should i think you ignore me too? but how can't i thought so, with you're being crazy with all the stuffs you're involved to? no, i'm not blaming at you. i'm blaming the situation. i'm blaming myself for being not resistant to this kind of situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i could speak it all to you clearly. but unfortunately blogspot do better than my public speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2113545520737912787?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2113545520737912787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2113545520737912787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2113545520737912787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2113545520737912787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/02/about-why-ive-been-so-annoying-and.html' title='about why i&apos;ve been so annoying and demanding lately'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8045055453178516135</id><published>2010-02-12T22:24:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:36:35.423+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>a year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S3V1GwHBTaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/c9e6NzfhJDw/s1600-h/DSC02922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S3V1GwHBTaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/c9e6NzfhJDw/s320/DSC02922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437380883973754274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;it's been precisely a year since the first time i met you and it's VERY nice to know you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic; "&gt;in memoriam of 12 february 2009 - the day that makes my life a lot better afterwards :p~ terimakasih untuk mizwar yang sudah membuat soundcheck ngaret berjam-jam waktu itu hahahaha&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/9023453375671871422-8045055453178516135?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8045055453178516135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8045055453178516135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8045055453178516135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8045055453178516135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/02/year.html' title='a year.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S3V1GwHBTaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/c9e6NzfhJDw/s72-c/DSC02922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2042415145030396770</id><published>2010-02-11T05:31:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T05:35:07.985+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skeptis.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>melankolia sanguinis.</title><content type='html'>terlaluu ambisius. terlalu banyak bicara. terlalu perfeksionis. terlalu ingin dianggap hebat.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dying to be gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seperti judul blog ini, beginilah saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dying. memang begini keadaannya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2042415145030396770?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2042415145030396770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2042415145030396770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2042415145030396770'/><link 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TPB</title><content type='html'>hmm, gak terasa GFL sudah selesai. ternyata setelah dipikir-pikir, ini adalah salah satu distraction terbesar saya dari TA selain segala macam proyek, les dan kemalasan saya sendiri :p&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sayang sekali tim IMA-G nggak lolos grup, mungkin karena stamina para cowok-cowoknya abis karena kebanyakan begadang (haha) dan skill nya abis buat belajar sketchup sama 3dsmax jadi kurang oke dalam strategi ;) yah semoga olimpiade tahun depan dan GFL 2 tahun berikutnya kita bisa jadi juara! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hmm, jadi inget tim futsal cewek IMA-G .. kangen! semoga saya masih bisa main di female futsalista tahun ini ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing to be proud of, mungkin adalah pacar saya dan teman-teman setimnya yang hebat sekali bisa masuk final! kalau dilihat-lihat mungkin MTI FC itu kayak timnya KICKERS* - kuat karena persahabatan. dan nggak nyangka juga pacar saya ternyata se-oke itu kalau lagi di depan gawang ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setelah beberapa kali nonton MTI FC dan berinteraksi dengan orang-orangnya, tiba-tiba saya inget sesuatu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dulu, jaman saya TPB atau tingkat 2, di mana ngedit video wisudaan lagi hot-hotnya, saya pernah bilang: "salah satu impian saya adalah merekam avanti langsung dari dekat"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, dan akhirnya kejadian juga. 2x saya ngeliat avanti** dengan jarak kurang dari semeter. lucu juga ya akhirnya impian jaman dulu kesampaian di semester akhir (insya Allah) kuliah :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/S26Qj5qcDJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qssu3C-uJRY/s200/DSC_0165.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435440746731408530" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pacar saya lagi avanti hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&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; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;keterangan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*KICKERS : film kartun jaman dulu tentang sepak bola. ngetrend jaman saya TK apa SD gitu, lupa. haha. terkenal dengan tendangan-tendangan mahalebaynya :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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="font-size: small;"&gt;**avanti : yel-yel MTI. yang jelas nggak pakai bahasa indonesia (ga tau bahasa apa, latin? bukan? cmiiw). kalo pertama kali liat pasti penasaran pengen ngapalin, hahaha.&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/9023453375671871422-6452158060868756150?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/6452158060868756150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=6452158060868756150' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-5734656186394120681</id><published>2010-01-31T18:19:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:23:27.096+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a point of view about . . .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>whatever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you tell me that you don't understand the way I think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&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: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&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="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think I don't understand you either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&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: x-small;"&gt;They said Parents will be happy to see their child's happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&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: 10px;"&gt;Is that saying just a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; BIG JOKE &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/9023453375671871422-5734656186394120681?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/5734656186394120681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=5734656186394120681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5734656186394120681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5734656186394120681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatever.html' title='whatever.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-6714797565953948417</id><published>2010-01-23T15:46:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T15:48:54.315+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>jika</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;jika saya bilang kepada kalian bahwa sebenarnya saya ini adalah orang yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;introvert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt; dan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;tidak percaya diri,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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: medium;"&gt;apa kalian akan percaya?&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;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-6714797565953948417?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Thank you God, because it's been years. I think the last time i write any fictional things was when... I was in senior high school. So pardon me to write this crappy thing, but at least i tried :p Soon i'll write about this story from the girl's side. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The light is just bright. I can’t see a thing. Before I realize the pain that suffer my whole body, I know it already. I know, that I am now dead. And maybe I should feel grateful for feeling nothing. Nothing but emptiness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There’s nothing here. Just a darkness. A deep, thick darkness. So dark that I can’t even see my finger – or maybe that’s because that kind of physical thing doesn’t belong to me anymore. Or maybe now I’m just blinded. I don’t know exactly. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t wanna die. At least, not now. Because I don’t want anything to be unfinished when I left.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She never bring any umbrella. I don’t know if she likes rain, but when it rains, she often appear to be running toward it. I don’t know why se never bring any umbrella, but all I realize is that she looks like dancing in the rain most of the time. And that would be the most beautiful scenery for me to see.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t like rain. Not hating it, either. I just never notice what’s so good about raining. Then my aunt told me that a gentleman lends his jacket to his loved one when she feels cold.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know if she feels cold whenever she catches the rain. But all I know now is that I would love to lend my old brown jacket to her. My favourite jacket – a birthday present from my older sister. She always convince me about how handsome I look in this brown jacket. I don’t really care about that, but I just like it. Very much, that I would never ever lend it to someone else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; So when the thought of lending her my jacket comes, I know, I fall in love with this girl. Ever since, I started to like rain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She’s been my classmate for 2 years in college. Yet, I never have any guts to talk much to her. The only conversation I have with her is about me asking her why would she run through rain instead of waiting it to stop. She told me that she just love to do that. Before I had the chance to ask whether she brings any umbrella, she’s already gone. We never talk anymore after that, but that only conversation makes me realize that she just like that everytime it rains.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; *&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Any last wishes?” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know where the voice comes from, and I don’t know who speaks. But I don’t really care about it – having someone to talk to in this kind of deep dark emptiness must be something I should grace. I started to wonder if heaven or hell or whatever it is just look like this empty space. How boring.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You speak as if I’m the one who’s sentenced to death, but I know that I’m now dead already. So why are you asking?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Because you are somehow lost.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Lost? So this is not the what-so-called heaven? Or hell maybe?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; “So I’m not dead?”&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So what now?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Tell me your last wish.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Would that do any difference?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This person talking with me definitely don’t know how to be a good public relation. I don’t even know who she or he is, but I bet that this person or whatever creature it is, is God’s PR to send me to heaven. Or hell. Wherever He might like. This place doesn’t feel comfortable to be stood forever though, so I think I should play this little game.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“May I ask you questions?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Go on.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Just tell me where it is and why I’m here.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“To be simple, let’s say that this place is a kind of bus stop, and you’re now waiting for the bus to take you to heaven. But unfortunately, you don’t have the ticket. So you can’t go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ticket?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; “Yes. Your one last wish.”&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Now I can see where it’s going. So I’m now stated as one curious soul who can’t go to heaven until I finish my unfinished business.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I know exactly what it is. I know that it’s the last thing I thought before my soul left my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I sighed, as if I could breath any air, and told that thing, “I’ll tell you everything.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I opened my eyes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; There’s no darkness. There’s no voice. All I could see is all my friends standing up, clearing their desk and putting their books inside their bag. I must be fallen asleep this whole lecture. Lucky that no one noticed me – as usual.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s now 4.45 pm and it starts raining outside. I don’t know why, but I can feel my heart beat faster. As if something important is going to happen today. As if I’m gonna do some big thing. As if. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The class is getting really quiet as my classmates rushing out of the class. I clear my desk too, and wear my bag. But just a moment before I could stand up, I hear a sound of heavy things fell down.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;It’s her. Down in the floor with books around her.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; I guess she slipped off and dropped all the books accidently. There’s no one besides us in the class. This is just like in the movie. I laugh in my mind and walk toward her. Maybe God just want to give me a little rainbow for me after this rainy day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Here, let me help.” I don’t know where the guts come from as I speak to her. I guess the usual nerve I got whenever she’s near is now being washed out by the rain outside. She just smiles. “Whoa, these things are quite a lot of stuffs.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well I just realized that today is the deadline for returning all the books I borrowed in library, and since I don’t want to bother myself with heavy carriages and fines, I think it would be wiser if I return them all today,” she chuckles. “And yes, these are quite a lot of stuffs.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I take a quick glance to the clock. “Well, we still have time. Let me help you to bring them back to library.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t give her time to reply and start walking to the library. At first I thought that she might reject my good will, since she didn’t give me more time to speak to her the last time I did. But today is just different. I don’t know if this is my lucky day, or it’s her that changed to be a little bit more friendly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Thank you,” she said to me after we returned the books, just a moment before the library closed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Nevermind.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;None of us talk after that. Just the sound of the drizzle outside. Suddenly I realize that I’m now wearing my old brown jacket, and that maybe this is the chance I’ve been waiting for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So… Are you going to wait until the rain stop?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No. Well, anyway thank you for helping me with the books,” She smiles. “I think I should go.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I stare at her. I don’t know why, but for me she’s never been this pretty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This girl I have a crush on is not like other girls I know. While other girls demand theirself to be pretty with the latest haircut or make-ups, she never care about that. While others are dying to have a gorgeous long hair, she just cut it short. While others are attached with their skinny jeans and leggings, she loves to wear skirts. She’s different, yet beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So… I think I should go,” she repeated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I gasped silently and feel a little bit embarassed. There’s no possible way she didn’t notice that I was staring at her – adoring her, precisely. But there’s no time to be embarassed. The chance I’ve been waiting for 2 years is in front of my eyes, and remaining silent like a fool is very unwise.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; “Wait a moment,” I take off my jacket and put it on her shoulder. “Here. Wear this.”&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She looks a little bit uncomfortable with the gift. “What? But…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No, no. It doesn’t matter, really. Actually I’d love to ask you to wait until the rain stop here with me, but I’ve been noticing that you love to walk in the rain since… the first time we talk, well, that’s like 2 years ago, if you remember. And I think it will be useless for me to stop you for doing what you like, and actually I don’t like seeing girl, especially you, walking in the rain without any jackets or umbrellas because it will break my dignity as a man,” I chuckled. “Just keep it. I don’t want you to get sick anyway.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m stunned on how clear I could speak those words to her. As if this is really my lucky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I just noticed that we don’t talk much this entire years…” She wear the jacket and laugs. “Thank you very much, anyway. I’ll get it back to you as soon as I can. Washed and clean. See you in class tomorrow… And have some talk, maybe. I think we can make up our stupid silence for these entire years.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She walked out of the corridor and start passing the rain. Her footsteps rhymes as the rain falls, and this is the first time I see her ‘dancing in the rain’ from closer look. And like usual, she looks prettier when it rains. I wonder if God creates rain just to make her looks more gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey!” suddenly I shout at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She looks back to me. “What?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Why do you like to walk in the rain?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She stands in silence and roll her eyes for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Because I’m hoping that someone would lend me his jacket,” she laughs and walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know if she’s joking, but all I know is that I’m feeling flattered now. I know that my cheeks blush red now, and I don’t care. No one’s noticing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the rain stops, I walk to the nearest bus stop and take a bus to my way home. I sit there calmly, thinking what a great day I have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And there comes the bright light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Only a second before the car crash occur, I realized the reason why today is such a great day for me. It’s God’s gift for me to celebrate my last day standing on earth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And now, I’m feeling dark, lost, and empty again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;By telling him everything, doesn’t mean that he will grant everything I want. I should’ve known that from the start. I told him that I wish I were braver. I wish I could talk more to her. I wish I could lend her my jacket everytime it rains. More or less, I wish she know I love her.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;But I think it doesn’t matter to me now.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I changed only one small thing. But I guess it’s enough to make her realize. Sooner or later, she’ll know.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Because I know, all I ever wanted to do since the first time I saw her is lending her my old brown jacket.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-5561374950578431867?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/5561374950578431867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=5561374950578431867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5561374950578431867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5561374950578431867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-it-rains.html' title='When It Rains'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-4001436537853157046</id><published>2010-01-16T14:57:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:59:30.439+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><title type='text'>bismillah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a dream is just a dream.&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="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&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="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a goal is a dream with plans and deadlines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bismillahirrahmanirrahiim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saatnya merealisasikan mimpi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-4001436537853157046?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/4001436537853157046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=4001436537853157046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4001436537853157046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4001436537853157046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/01/bismillah.html' title='bismillah.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-5903922682491268130</id><published>2010-01-15T14:11:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:01:03.908+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a point of view about . . .'/><title type='text'>Tahu dan Duren</title><content type='html'>ada 2 perumpamaan yang menarik buat saya akhir-akhir ini. yang pertama: "Jangan menunggu duren jatuh di kebon mangga". Yang kedua: "Jangan jualan tahu di pasar tahu."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tentang duren yang jatuh di kebon mangga, bisa dikutip dari buku "99 Untuk Arsitek" karya Raul Renanda yang sedang saya baca. kira-kira begini:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dapat durian runtuh" dapat diartikan bagi orang yang mendapat rezeki mendadak. Namun, jika ditelaah substansi kata-katanya lebih dalam, istilah itu mungkin muncul dari buah durian yang tidak pernah dipetik dan jatuh dengan sendirinya di kala matang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seperti rezeki, kita kadang tidak bisa menjemput. Rezeki akan jatuh dengan sendirinya. Kita tidak tahu kapan dan di mana durian tersebut akan menimpa kita. Namun, ada satu hal yang menarik di sini, yaitu tentang lokasi durian itu sendiri. Kita tidak akan pernah mendapatkan durian runtuh jika berdiri di kebun mangga. Mengapa? Karena di sana memang tidak ada pohon durian. Walau kemungkinan kejatuhan durian cukup kecil, tetapi kta tetap berada dalam suatu probabilitas jika berada di bawah pohon durian. Sekarang pertanyaannya adalah di mana kita berdiri saat ini?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, menarik ya. Menunggu durian runtuh, tapi kita di kebon mangga. Well, dari sini sepertinya saya harus belajar untuk "berburu kebun durian", bagi saya pribadi mungkin harus mulai bergaul dengan calon2 klien saya, baik di bidang arsitektur/videografi/fotografi =P~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yang kedua, "Jangan jualan tahu di pasar tahu" - berawal dari diskusi saya dan rama, tentang kenapa mall "Planet Dago" itu sepi banget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kemungkinan pertama adalah bahwa mall kecil itu berada di antara BIP dan Dago Plaza (dan bahkan Dago Plaza juga gak segitu ramenya..). dan mungkin dia nggak memberikan alternatif jualan yang beda dari 2 mall yang berada di dekatnya, sehingga mall ini nggak mampu bertahan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ada satu cerita lagi.. kalo nggak salah ini pacar saya juga yang cerita, tentang seorang bapak2 kaya yang ingin berbisnis rokok. Tapi melihat industri rokok di Indonesia, dengan menjadi seorang newcomer rasanya akan sangat susah untuk menang dari Sampoerna dan kawan2nya yang memang sudah punya nama. Jadi, beliau tidak pusing-pusing untuk jalan rokok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau jualan korek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jika kalian sering lihat merk korek yang ada di dekat kasir Circle K, itu dia. Merknya "Tokai". Setahu saya, itu salah satu merk korek yang bagus di sini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dari situlah, tercetus "Jangan jualan tahu di pasar tahu." sebenarnya, lebih lengkapnya adalah "Jangan jualan tahu di pasar tahu, mendingan jualan sambel atau tempe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dari cerita itu, kesimpulannya mungkin kira-kira seperti ini: Kalau skill kita nggak se-'dewa' para pesaing kita, jangan capek-capek bersaing di pasar yang sama dengan mereka. cari aja pasar yang lain. hmm, ibaratnya, menjadi "ikan besar di antara ikan kecil" :P kalaupun kita nekat mau jualan di pasar yang sama, ya jangan jualan barang yang sama. juallah barang komplementernya, seperti dalam kasus tahu dan sambel tadi ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mungkin menggiurkan juga ya kalo nanti saya udah jadi arsitek, saya kerja di kota-kota kecil yang sedang berkembang, ahaha~ Jakarta jelas bukan lapak kerja saya dengan skill saya yang pas-pasan ini :P~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-5903922682491268130?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/5903922682491268130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=5903922682491268130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5903922682491268130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5903922682491268130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2010/01/tahu-dan-duren.html' title='Tahu dan Duren'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-6309607914055703017</id><published>2010-01-02T22:47:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:57:18.715+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meracau tidak jelas'/><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>it's 22.50&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm in the middle of doing the PP assignment and i'm kinda stuck. darn. because i know this ass should be easy. but then, i just can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wondering what to do now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're now with your friends, hanging out. and i'm here, stuck in front of the wide 14" screen, doing assignments over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;browsing deviantart. glad to see that some of my deviation was added to some random people's favourite :D i think i should go play with alphard again tomorrow :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleepy. but panicked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i'll have some 2 hours sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope you will call me soon to wake me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i really wish that this assignment's done. because i'm craving to meet you tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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title='random.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3916815662757565468</id><published>2009-12-31T22:13:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:38:37.481+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;1. Siapa nama Anda?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Reytia Anindita&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;2. Berapa umur Anda?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;20 tahun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;3. Sebutkan 3 (atau lebih) Resolusi Anda yang berhubungan dengan keluarga!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- membuat bangga orang tua&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- menghafal lebih banyak anggota keluarga&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- membawa pacar gue ke nikahan sepupu gue *hahaha*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;4. Sebutkan 3 (atau lebih) Resolusi Anda yang berhubungan dengan diri sendiri!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; shalat 5 waktu + dhuha tiap hari&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- khatam al quran&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- belajar fotografi&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- berusaha keras untuk semua hal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- punya tujuan hidup yang jelas dan mencapainya dengan sungguh2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- BERHENTI NGOMONG KASAR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;5. Sebutkan 3 (atau lebih) Resolusi Anda yang berhubungan dengan orang lain selain keluarga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;- &lt;/b&gt;menjaga silaturahim&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- membuat banyak koneksi demi kelancaran hidup di masa depan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- memberi contoh yang baik buat orang lain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- memberi manfaat kepada orang yg membutuhkan dgn apa yang gue punya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- belajar berbagi :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;6. Sebutkan keinginan Anda, apapun itu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- berhenti ngomng kasar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- wiser&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- berkah dan rahmat Allah untuk menjalani hidup gue supaya sukses dunia akherat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- berbagi apa yang gue punya ke orang yang butuh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- gak hedon lagi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- bisa masak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- band cowo saya sukses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- punya tujuan hidup yang jelas dan dimudahkan dalam kebaikan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- berhenti berbuat dosa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- masuk surga&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- bermanfaat buat orang lain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- memanfaatkan smua yg gue punya semaksimal mungkin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- langgeng sama pacar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- TA lancar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- proyek lancar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- diberi hidayah Allah supaya jadi orang yang benar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- ke ukraina atau cina. plis let mi go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- dimudahkan dalam jalan karir yang paling baik buat saya. kebanyakan pilihan jadi bingung -__-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- Reytia Anindita, ST&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- having the power to be brave&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;- bisnis baru :)&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/9023453375671871422-3916815662757565468?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3916815662757565468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3916815662757565468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3916815662757565468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3916815662757565468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2837752559248348859</id><published>2009-12-26T21:32:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:09:47.559+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Good Things 2009&lt;/span&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://mazharulhaqmattugengkeng.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/olim.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 228px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Olimpiade V KM ITB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs154.snc1/5735_1193770169528_1386657859_30539106_3775257_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 401px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Ramadhan Niendraputra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. 20th birthday surprise *and i don't have any pictur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e of it -___-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Cleo, Jamie, Calisto and Alphard :)&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://sgstb.msn.com/i/E2/5E62FCE874EC25AB5C95A46BC9687F.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 458px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Jason Mraz on JJF 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs153.snc1/5693_139342646102_608711102_3196899_6712653_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 401px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Liga Film Mahasiswa ITB - as you guys always do :)&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SzYjHBKTfXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mGmd8_6LSyU/s200/aiesec.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419557805064682866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. passed the AIESEC interview&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs027.snc3/11457_1195753906708_1614290020_489184_2195850_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. outstanding dance performance on ulik publik street festival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SzYjmBRh0mI/AAAAAAAAAH0/tOIZIDO49oE/s400/ARRGGH!!.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 121px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419558337670926946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Fans alay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Tacklin-G!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Bad Things 2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1. 12506013&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;2. 13206055&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Lost in Female Futsalista&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Failed as a leader in redesigning ganesha street competition and event manager of Penjenjangan IMA-G 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Academic stuffs: The "D" for my first assignmen on AR4000, screwed up final project preparation, the crazy business my boyfriend have because of the PLO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Milis IMA-G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. My teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Appendix Surgery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;good things are to be remembered, and we always learn from bad things. so, this is a good year anyway :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2837752559248348859?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2837752559248348859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2837752559248348859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2837752559248348859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2837752559248348859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SzYjHBKTfXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mGmd8_6LSyU/s72-c/aiesec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2411950443064148435</id><published>2009-12-26T20:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:22:50.818+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun side'/><title type='text'>dvorak</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i was doing some blogwalking, and i found this out. someone said this,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"whoa, cellphones with qwerty is now being a trend, eh? i wonder if there's any cellphone with dvorak"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what the hell is dvorak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, as i continued blogwalking, i found out that dvorak keyboard is the latest version of a keyboard layout that is more efficient. you can read more about it in &lt;a href="http://dvzine.org/zine/01-toc.html"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they say if we use dvorak, it will avoid our finger from running everywhere for finding the most usable letter :D the efficiency of qwerty is around 30% while dvorak is 70%. i'm interested to try it, but i wonder if there's any brave producents who dare to launch some gadget in dvorak :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2411950443064148435?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2411950443064148435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2411950443064148435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2411950443064148435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2411950443064148435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/dvorak.html' title='dvorak'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2317330104740051057</id><published>2009-12-25T10:50:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:15:02.483+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freak'/><title type='text'>the goddess of light..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blame hanif for asking me to send this song to him, so that i listened to it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate it when the song is really good but it talks about someone's past,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate remembering past, it gives me some sorta constant jealousy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then, i hate to admit that the song was really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;screw you, goddess of light.&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;what do i look like in your eyes, anyway?&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/9023453375671871422-2317330104740051057?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2317330104740051057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2317330104740051057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2317330104740051057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2317330104740051057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/goddess-of-light.html' title='the goddess of light..'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2401419671107711951</id><published>2009-12-24T22:08:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:11:13.711+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>lucky 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the final submission for my studio AR 4000 was on december 23rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was the same time for the last PLO submission&lt;/div&gt;the AIESEC announcement was also on december 23rd,&lt;div&gt;and there are 23 people accepted for the programme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always love odd prime numbers, but 23 is getting special for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2401419671107711951?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2401419671107711951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2401419671107711951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2401419671107711951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2401419671107711951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/lucky-23.html' title='lucky 23'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-4256466067701335286</id><published>2009-12-24T21:51:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:01:01.702+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>i wish i could go! :D~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SzOBZHNKDgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/usFiKWEDDsE/s1600-h/aiesec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SzOBZHNKDgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/usFiKWEDDsE/s400/aiesec.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418817045087784450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;et dah kecil amat ini gambarnya -__-&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, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;they said i passed the selection for AIESEC's global internship programme. so i hope i could really go to ukraine :) wish me luucckk!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also happy for inu, inka, disny and sylvan who are accepted too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-4256466067701335286?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/4256466067701335286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=4256466067701335286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4256466067701335286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4256466067701335286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wish-i-could-go-d.html' title='i wish i could go! :D~'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SzOBZHNKDgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/usFiKWEDDsE/s72-c/aiesec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3405222170889916597</id><published>2009-12-21T21:49:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:10:36.192+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><title type='text'>emotional.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;rama_is_back: yeah just remind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;reytia anindita: ngajak ribuuttssss arrghhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;rama_is_back: no matter what they've planned for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;rama_is_back: this is your own life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;reytia anindita: thanks God now that i know what i want in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;rama_is_back: and you know better what's best for yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;reytia anindita: so that now i could be mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;reytia anindita: not scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;rama_is_back: good then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;rama_is_back: just show 'em what you could get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;rama_is_back: i bet she will be proud to you in the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;rama_is_back: when you've caught your dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Thanks God now that I know what I want in my life so that now I could be mad, not scared"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i was really mad. I always mad when it comes to a conversation like this - talking about graduation and that I shouldn't postpone it due to my success bla bla bla bla.. whatever. You just don't understand because you don't live the same world with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're talking about my mom demanding me to be graduated in July 2010. which is impossible for me. possible, for some people, but not me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simply because i don't want it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;around two weeks ago, rama's family came to bandung to give him a visit, and they asked me if i want to join them for dinner. so there i went. His family still very nice to me, and i had some talk with his dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's one thing i remember about the talk. I don't remember it precisely, but it was more or less like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;He said, "Live your life with your own way - it would be too tiring if you live with someone else's"&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-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-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"I guess my mother and i have different definition about being successful," I chuckled.&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-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-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"I think no matter what you do, your parents will always be proud of you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;I don't know why, but that time i really want to cry. Maybe that's a kind of a relieved feeling - because finally i've found someone much older saying that kind of wise thing for me. He also said that graduating college at the right time doesn't always mean to be on time. And he wouldn't mind if his son give up some difficult lecture if he couldn't take it anymore :p Well i guess that's some sort of support for me, another way the universe give to convince me to be myself and be the way i am :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there i say it again:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't bother to demand me anything - I think I know what's good and what's not for me. And even if I do wrong, let me just do my mistakes and learn from it, because I consider myself as a grown up woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy mother's day anyway mom. Doesn't mean that i don't love you but your daughter has her own life. Just let her live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/9023453375671871422-3405222170889916597?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3405222170889916597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3405222170889916597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3405222170889916597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3405222170889916597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/emotional.html' title='emotional.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-9058805428372856213</id><published>2009-12-17T16:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:40:53.381+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>just a phase</title><content type='html'>life is just like a cycle. one time you're happy, the others you're sad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is just a phase, really. and happy ending is mine =9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-9058805428372856213?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/9058805428372856213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=9058805428372856213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/9058805428372856213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/9058805428372856213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-phase.html' title='just a phase'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-5116222936526296428</id><published>2009-12-16T23:49:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:53:11.892+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meracau tidak jelas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freak'/><title type='text'>problem solving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i need something to make me happy. to forget all the things that burden me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;morphine might be the fastest solution. but to solve the problem to its roots, i need to get all my tasks done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;move your ass off - the world won't wait for you forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&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-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ooh yeah. revisi gambar, laporan, maket, PP, seminar, uhm, anything else? tee hee.&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/9023453375671871422-5116222936526296428?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/5116222936526296428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=5116222936526296428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5116222936526296428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5116222936526296428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/problem-solving.html' title='problem solving.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3171840181933971770</id><published>2009-12-16T23:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:45:28.865+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>stealing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SykOAVetsBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FdmB7OoKJW4/s1600-h/nobita+haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SykOAVetsBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FdmB7OoKJW4/s200/nobita+haha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415875425818488850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm so gonna steal you away from your daily routinity. we'll see, precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&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-style: italic;"&gt;we.just.need.some.fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&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-style: italic;"&gt;musnah kau PLO!!&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/9023453375671871422-3171840181933971770?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3171840181933971770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3171840181933971770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3171840181933971770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3171840181933971770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/stealing.html' title='stealing.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SykOAVetsBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FdmB7OoKJW4/s72-c/nobita+haha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-6820548463077611844</id><published>2009-12-16T23:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:37:20.783+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>motivation letter</title><content type='html'>wrote this for AIESEC. wish me luck for the global internship. hope that this could be inspiring :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never been sure about what I really want - or what is really good for me - in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people say, what You want is not always what You need. My mother says that all I need is to achieve everything good, without abandoning my study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do really love my mother. That’s why I’m spending my entire life to make her proud. Joining a lot of event committee, organization and some extracurricular activities – without making me having bad grades. Lately I just realized that I can't even make a choice about what's good for me since I’ve been too dependant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think again about what I’ve done, I’ve tried a lot of new things: taking the architecture major in college, making movies, submitting articles in campus bulletins, joining a lot of event committee in campus, trying new sports, and so on. But I concluded that I can’t be focused with any or some of them because of one reason: my fear for having bad grades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking that my grades is the only parameter to prove that I achieve great in school – in life. I thought that that would be a pride for my family for having such a ‘smart’ daughter like me. In fact, grades are just grades. It’s just something written and it has nothing to do with what I have in my brain. I’ve been too coward for my entire college time, since I don’t have any guts to take some difficult subject just because of that fear. Silly fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See that school grades proves nothing in my case. And now, I just want to prove that having good grades at school is not everything - it's just a little piece from what we'll learn in life. And I guess there’s a lot of opportunities I wasted away because of that silly fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do envy them who do what they want to do. Them, who dare to sacrifice. So now, I learned to not to waste any opportunities that could make myself better. It’s not that I’m going to abandon my college only for chasing those opportunities – I realize that I have to keep all aspect of my life balanced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About my motivation joining this global internship – well, I won’t tell noble motivations like "I want to prove other countries that Indonesia is not like what they think - Indonesia has a cultural richness bla bla bla..". For me, those are just another positive point I could give for the world to see. In other way, I see those kind of things as my duty as Indonesian. It will always be my duty to represent who I am and what makes me myself everywhere I stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m looking for difficulties, yet something fun. Difficulty to adaptate, difficulty to understand different people, difficulty to be independent or anything. I try to not to see difficulties as a burden, because I know, once I pass through it, I’m one step closer to be a better me. And this global internship would be very different from any other kind of difficulties I ever experienced – it will involve more various kind of people and point of views. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd love to learn more about life this way. I'm too young to let opportunities wasted away in front of my eyes. After all, I just need life to teach me how to be brave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please, let me in :)&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 style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your sincerely, Reytia Anindita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&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/9023453375671871422-6820548463077611844?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/6820548463077611844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=6820548463077611844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6820548463077611844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6820548463077611844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/motivation-letter.html' title='motivation letter'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8007796641282548181</id><published>2009-12-08T03:58:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T04:03:26.363+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>adoring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?comments&amp;amp;v=51681754235"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?comments&amp;amp;v=51681754235&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the song was eric clapton's old love.. never heard the real version though, but i can't help to adore his voice here, and the guitar's fine though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, he said the point of a long lasting relationship is by adoring each other. (un)fortunately i adore him a way too much :D :D :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been a long while since the last time i see him on stage. i hope i can see him performing again soon :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8007796641282548181?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8007796641282548181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8007796641282548181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8007796641282548181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8007796641282548181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/12/adoring.html' title='adoring.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-7213425473311367922</id><published>2009-11-09T23:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:18:31.810+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>the formula of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;sekian hari kemarin, saya menjadi orang paling menyebalkan di dunia. well, pada dasarnya memang saya menyebalkan, ditambah dengan fakta bahwa saya sedang bad mood, bayangkan saja seburuk apa jadinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya berusaha menelusuri penyebab utama bad mood saya kemarin. apa sih sebenarnya? susah ketemu pacar? sibuk? banyak tugas? oh, ya. tugas saya memang banyak, saking banyaknya sampai saya bingung mau mengerjakan yang mana lebih dulu. kelamaan mikir, dan akhirnya nggak ada yang selesai. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mungkin hal paling menyebalkan buat saya sekian hari terakhir ini adalah kegagalan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nggak ada orang yang suka kegagalan. seorang saya bisa mengikhlaskan kegagalan jika saya telah berusaha semaksimal mungkin dan mampus-mampusan. tapi nyatanya, saya nggak ikhlas. berarti saya belum berusaha semaksimal mungkin - atau TIM saya belum berusaha semaksimal mungkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kegagalan pertama saya - kalah di female futsalista di perdelapan final melawan himatika. IMA-G kalah 1-0. kalah penalti, dengan kesempatan penalti 3 kali untuk IMA-G dan 1 kali untuk himatika. orang bilang, kami kalah hoki. mungkin memang iya, dan mungkin memang himatika lebih berhak menerima keberuntungan itu. simpelnya, Himatika datang lebih cepat 1 jam sebelum kami dan banyak anggota tim futsal kami yang nggak datang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keliatan kan siapa yang lebih niat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kegagalan kedua - ulik publik. saya nggak bisa bilang banyak untuk ini, tapi bahkan di detik terakhir sebelum pengumpulan saya masih bisa mikir untuk resign. di satu sisi saya merasa bersalah karena usaha saya yang nggak maksimal merugikan orang yang sudah berusaha dengan baik. saya harap anggota tim yang lain juga merasa begitu. semoga saja. tapi di sisi lain, saya merasa jadi orang yang terlalu mendominasi sehingga mematikan potensi orang lain. jadi baiknya saya gimana? kalo diem kerjaan nggak selesai - kalo rewel jadinya nggak demokratis dan capek hati sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kegagalan terakhir - bukan saya yang gagal. tapi orang lain yang bikin saya kecewa. suatu hari mereka bilang mereka ingin berkembang, dan saat saya membantu mereka untuk itu, mereka malah menyia-nyiakan kesempatan itu dengan berbagai alasan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;benang merahnya cuma satu - tidak berusaha semaksimal mungkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sedikit ngobrol dengan tony membuat saya sadar bahwa usaha maksimal itu sesuatu hal yang sangat worthed. dia bilang dia benci orang yang takut untuk mencoba. katanya itu sangat tipikal orang indonesia. saya rasa keoptimisan dia dan etos kerja kerasnya sangat patut untuk saya contoh.&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;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;you lose because you act like a loser. even if you know you can't win, at least you should be brave in the attempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;success = hard work + devotion + sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;success = 99% hard work + 1% luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;luck = opportunity + preparation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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 style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big thanks for tony hartanto, for the motivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big thanks for ramadhan niendraputra, my constant inspiration :)&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/9023453375671871422-7213425473311367922?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/7213425473311367922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=7213425473311367922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7213425473311367922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7213425473311367922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/11/formula-of-life.html' title='the formula of life'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-4203257209513283922</id><published>2009-11-09T23:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:15:09.728+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skeptis.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>mengeluh.</title><content type='html'>salah satu ciri manusia dewasa adalah bisa menyelesaikan masalahnya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;dia bilang saya nggak berhak ikut campur.&lt;br /&gt;tapi saya merasa sedikit (banyak) terlibat dan dikecewakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poin pertama: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;saya benci dikecewakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poin kedua: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;saya benci orang yang saya sayang dikecewakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that would be a double kill. i really want to punch them in their face right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katanya kalau kita mendoakan orang lain, malaikat akan mendoakan hal yang sama buat kita. jadi gak bisa doain yang jelek-jelek deh. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi ini saya berdoa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tolong berikan margin kesabaran yang lebih untuk saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan tolong ajarkan arti usaha keras dan niat untuk kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga kalo udah ngerti artinya &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;usaha keras &lt;/span&gt;dan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;niat&lt;/span&gt;, kami semua bisa lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*semoga niat menonjok ini segera hilang, huhhh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"keep your friend close. keep your enemy closer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-sun tzu-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/9023453375671871422-4203257209513283922?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/4203257209513283922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=4203257209513283922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4203257209513283922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4203257209513283922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/11/mengeluh.html' title='mengeluh.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-1075995403096194821</id><published>2009-10-29T09:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:14:58.067+07:00</updated><title type='text'>such a pain in the ass.</title><content type='html'>i hate being the leader-woman type.because basically, women are not made to lead, but to be lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you don't know how i hate my power of dominating people unintended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my ambitious self. but at the other side, it's the only thing i have. that is why the i throw my cellphone when people are not focus in the meeting that i lead. i just want everything to be perfect. and i hate every little thing that makes my dream could be imperfectly true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not the strong-willed type. once i put all my effort for something, i tend to get tempered easily. that way, i tend to hurt people. i tend to cry more easily if i fail. how i hate this bad habit while wanting something really bad is something hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for not having any hard skill. because all i have is those so-called soft skills - and soft skills are just bullshit for me now since i'm not getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many more time would it take to transform myself from a pain in the ass to something more worthy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-1075995403096194821?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/1075995403096194821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=1075995403096194821' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1075995403096194821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1075995403096194821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/10/such-pain-in-ass.html' title='such a pain in the ass.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-6102070117671612607</id><published>2009-10-01T07:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:32:08.235+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>promise</title><content type='html'>i'm stickin with this feeling and i hope it won't change&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm stickin with this commitment and i'm a (wo)man of my word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't bother disturbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-6102070117671612607?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/6102070117671612607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=6102070117671612607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6102070117671612607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6102070117671612607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/10/promise.html' title='promise'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-731092813646932720</id><published>2009-09-20T18:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:04:38.493+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>evaluation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ramadhan tahun ini: sangat membaik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lupa berapa bolong tarawehnya, mungkin sekitar 7 hari dapet + 5 hari bablas ketiduran. sisanya alhamdulillah jalan terus :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadarusan lumayan lah ya, udah abis kok surat al baqarahnya *i know it's kinda slow, at least i tried. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shalat duha juga mulai rajin. almost everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but still, not enough to make me feel like a winner in idul fitri. hahaha. guess i missed the lailatul qadr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well anyway, minal aidin wal faidzin dan selamat lebaran :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sangat berharap untuk bertemu bulan ramadhan lagi tahun depan dengan effort yang lebih baik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps: kata ayah saya, 2 tahun lagi saya udah harus ngasih THR. haha! mampus lo rey.&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/9023453375671871422-731092813646932720?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/731092813646932720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=731092813646932720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/731092813646932720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/731092813646932720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/09/evaluation.html' title='evaluation'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-454271251240061641</id><published>2009-09-19T16:40:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:43:30.856+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>growing up</title><content type='html'>when you grow up, writing becomes harder and harder.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because writing is pouring down whatever troubles your mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and by the time of growing up, we started to think that we can handle the problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and instead of sharing the problems, we often choose to remain silent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because grown-ups don't mumble. they solve problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah, sometimes i miss myself being the kid who spit every thought in her mind to a writing.&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/9023453375671871422-454271251240061641?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/454271251240061641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=454271251240061641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/454271251240061641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/454271251240061641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/09/growing-up.html' title='growing up'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-862071122763199176</id><published>2009-09-18T11:22:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T11:39:34.529+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a point of view about . . .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skeptis.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>that thing you post your short thought into</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" twitter just makes you insane. and insane people tend to not realize that they're insane already. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people just become so fake. that kind of faking you usually find in mean girl cliche in high school. and people just pretendting as if they're a celebrity, and they don't think the usual jokes are funny - since they're too busy showing off their glamorous wannabe life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what's with unfollowing other people? as if you're gonna die immediately if someone unfollow you. oh man, have a life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the world's not gonna end if you get unfollowed. and the world's not gonna change either just by mocking around there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, not everyone, but some of them do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes i know, it's addictive. and maybe being sane is becoming harder each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would i be any of them?&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;twitter just makes you insane. i think i'm sober. but insane people tend to not realize that they're insane already.&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/9023453375671871422-862071122763199176?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/862071122763199176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=862071122763199176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/862071122763199176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/862071122763199176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-thing-you-post-your-short-thought.html' title='that thing you post your short thought into'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3183304271211950538</id><published>2009-09-16T10:47:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:53:02.712+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a point of view about . . .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>that thing you grab all the time, fellas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"lo punya facebook, lo punya plurk, lo punya twitter.&lt;br /&gt;yang kurang cuman satu *memperagakan gaya orang maenan trackball*"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-ramda yanurzha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a friend of mine that considers to sell his ipod touch to buy a blackberry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reconsidering for using that oh-so-trendy blackberry, i'm considering myself to not to use it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you wonder why. well lately some of my close friends has been using that thing, so i think it would be possible for me to use it 1 or 2 years later. and by the time i have that thought across my mind, i thought i should stop mocking blackberry users. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, some of them still deserve my mockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was noticing some bb users' attitude when i have dinner at cantonbay PS, and i found out that there's a young mom with her cute 5 yrs old son having dinner together, but instead of talking about how's school going or whatever, she prefer to do BBM with her friend and let him plays alone with his NDS. ha. what a life. and the girl at the other desk just remain silent when her friends having some conversation - wonder what she did. and yes, she plays with that damn thing and i'm sure she didn't even notice whatever her friends have said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend always complains about his bb-using friends' attitude too. he just hate the fact that they tend to avoid people talking when they are playing with that thing. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contoh kasus:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pacar: *ngomong panjang lebar*&lt;br /&gt;teman: hmm. iya iya. *sambil maenin trackball krek krek krek*&lt;br /&gt;pacar: *ngomong panjang lebar*&lt;br /&gt;teman: hmmm... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apa tadi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it happens constantly. haha. no wonder if he gets mad. some people say it depends on the user's type, but sometimes gadgets could affect the user to be such an autist. and he said if i have one, i would be such a jerk in front of him because of all those plurk, twitter, YM, BBM and FB notifications. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the conclusion is, using blackberry affects your respect to other people, since you're too excited playing with that gadget. and that's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's just a criticizm. maybe because i'm not one of those people... yet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i promise i won't be such a jerk by using blackberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;but even if i use it, i goddamn promise that i won't be jerky. promise :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/9023453375671871422-3183304271211950538?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3183304271211950538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3183304271211950538' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3183304271211950538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3183304271211950538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-thing-you-grab-all-time-fellas.html' title='that thing you grab all the time, fellas.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-4751648601345609760</id><published>2009-08-13T20:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:59:01.027+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>definition</title><content type='html'>happiness is the noise we make while laughing at each other,&lt;br /&gt;happiness is the dead silence while we're kissing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness is wishes we sent God, waiting to be granted&lt;br /&gt;happiness is fate that puts us together in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness is your heart beating faster when my ear lays on your chest,&lt;br /&gt;happiness is the warmth of your hand while holding mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness is stealing times from our daily routinity,&lt;br /&gt;happiness is sitting down on the rooftop before the dawn breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness is your midnight sudden visit,&lt;br /&gt;happiness is my routin morning call for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness is a can of vanilla latte you always give in my busy time,&lt;br /&gt;happiness is a bar of chocolate i give when i feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness is not always about you being with me together&lt;br /&gt;it's about me smiling for you when you're happy with anyone else together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness is feeling okay when you're not around lately,&lt;br /&gt;knowing that i have the rest of my lifetime to be spent together with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness for me, is an adjective God wraps in a media called you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-4751648601345609760?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/4751648601345609760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=4751648601345609760' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4751648601345609760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4751648601345609760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/08/definition.html' title='definition'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-5314973463629576216</id><published>2009-08-11T10:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:40:58.547+07:00</updated><title type='text'>rakshadeva, berlarilah!</title><content type='html'>adikku,&lt;br /&gt;jangan lelah kalian belajar,&lt;br /&gt;jangan sungkan membuka telinga&lt;br /&gt;ketika mendengar cercaan dari atas sana,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adikku, ayo kibarkan benderanya!&lt;br /&gt;cari tanda marabahaya,&lt;br /&gt;lindungi tanjung dan teluknya,&lt;br /&gt;rapikan armadanya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adikku, ayo berlari&lt;br /&gt;tanpamu pesan berantai tak bisa dicapai&lt;br /&gt;teruslah berlari,&lt;br /&gt;kami di sini akan mengawasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangan bosan dengan konsekuensi,&lt;br /&gt;bukan masalah jika harus turun seribu kali&lt;br /&gt;kami berani tanggung bersama,&lt;br /&gt;karena kita satu keluarga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teruslah berlari,&lt;br /&gt;karena tak selamanya kami bisa mengiringi&lt;br /&gt;selalu ada persimpangan bernama pilihan,&lt;br /&gt;tapi yakinlah garis akhir kita sama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami lepas kalian,&lt;br /&gt;terlepas dari segala kekecewaan,&lt;br /&gt;jangan pikirkan semua makian,&lt;br /&gt;satu kata untuk kalian,&lt;br /&gt;BUKTIKAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-5314973463629576216?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/5314973463629576216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=5314973463629576216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5314973463629576216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5314973463629576216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/08/rakshadeva-berlarilah.html' title='rakshadeva, berlarilah!'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-6274340440460449505</id><published>2009-08-10T11:59:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:03:21.851+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a point of view about . . .'/><title type='text'>grow-up talks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a dream is the most expensive treasure you'll realize when you grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;semua orang pasti punya mimpinya masing-masing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waktu masih kecil, saya mau jadi astronot. tapi saya ketakutan setelah nonton film-film hollywood berbau luar angkasa, jadi akhirnya saya mau jadi arsitek gara-gara saya suka girang sendiri kalo liat maket. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was a drawing freak. i dream about having a house and making houses for people. tapi setelah 3 tahun kuliah di jurusan arsitektur ITB, mimpinya semakin memudar - semakin males ngerjain studio dan semakin mengerjakan sekedar formalitas aja.&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;hey passion, where did you go missing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beberapa waktu yang lalu saya membuat rencana strategis hidup saya 5 tahun ke depan. intinya di sana tertulis bahwa reytia anindita akan menjadi seorang arsitek dan menikah di usia 25. amin. hehehe. *kelanjutan hidup setelah nikah belum dipikirkan. ga berani. hahahaha*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya sudah, begitu saja. isinya bikin portofolio, belajar 3d, rajin rajin bersketsa dan belajar cat air. berdoa setengah mati biar keterima KP dan kerja di URBANE, dan bikin biro arsitek sendiri. kerjanya bikinin rumah buat orang dengan sentuhan personal hoho. buka bisnis bersama teman atau keluarga, running it and getting married.&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;hey, kemana mimpi yang lain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ada mimpi reytia yang ingin membuat film - belajar menjadi editor dan kerja di advertising company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ada mimpi reytia yang ingin kerja di sebuah event organizer dan bikin acara konser yang keren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bahkan ada mimpi gila saya untuk jadi menteri pendidikan :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, i really forget to put those dreams in my strategic planning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;realrich82: hehehe&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-style: italic;"&gt;realrich82: iya&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-style: italic;"&gt;realrich82: hidupnya ngga pernah lurus2 aja&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-style: italic;"&gt;realrich82: kepengennya terlalu banyak rey&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-style: italic;"&gt;reytia anindita: loh bukannya bagus ya&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-style: italic;"&gt;reytia anindita: banyak pengennya&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-style: italic;"&gt;reytia anindita: kadang2 aku mikirnya oarng makin tua makin realistis&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-style: italic;"&gt;reytia anindita: jadi makin malas buat bermimpi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have i been too realistic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm trying to avoid those reality whatsoever and letting my mind fly as free as a bird. i hope it'll be back with a lot of dream, a lot of hope and motivation to help me go thru this going-to-be-hard life.&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;a good architect. a good event organizer. a videographer. a businesswoman. a politician. a good wife and mother -&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: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what will i be?&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/9023453375671871422-6274340440460449505?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/6274340440460449505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=6274340440460449505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6274340440460449505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6274340440460449505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/08/grow-up-talks.html' title='grow-up talks'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-4891744787428876707</id><published>2009-08-10T11:32:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:39:54.089+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>JavaRockin'Land: that didn't rock that much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;jadi saya membeli 3-days pass JRL karena ada beberapa band yang emang saya suka dan penasaran seperti apa livenya: Vertical Horizon (for old time's sake.. hahaha), Secondhand Serenade, Mr. Big, MEW, dan Third Eye Blind (ini saya sangat suka lagu-lagu lamanya.. haha). Well, mari kita review kilat seperti apa berlangsungnya 3 hari ini:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;saya datengnya malem banget, sekitar jam 9 dan Melee udah maen saat itu. Well, saya sendiri nggak begitu suka Melee dan hari itu cuman ngincer Vertical Horizon. Kebetulan abis Melee Koil dan Netral manggung di jam yang sama. Akhirnya demi kebersamaan, diputuskanlah bahwa setengah jam pertama kita nonton Netral (karena pacar saya yang suka hahaha) dan setengah jam berikutnya kita nonton Koil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Langsung aja dibandingin, menurut saya KOIL jauh lebih bagus daripada netral hari itu *walaupun crowd yang nonton nggak banyak - bahkan banyakan crowd pas pacar saya manggung di closing olim hahaha* well di situ saya bisa ngeliat bedanya BAND BAGUS dan BAND TERKENAL AJA, imho. menurut saya, band bagus bisa bikin penontonnya bisa menikmati musiknya walaupun dia awam, and KOIL did that. perfectly. peduli amatlah macem orang mabok - but he was the center of attention! even i don't know Koil too much - cuman pernah denger lagunya sesekali itu juga taunya gara2 lagunya jadi soundtrack film DOGTAG - i really enjoy the show. Kalo saya cowok mungkin saya udah headbanging saat itu. hehehe. beda dibanding netral yang menurut saya lebih famous (dan mainstream tentunya haha), yang nggak bisa membuat saya menikmati musiknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, mungkin itu hanya masalah selera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pertunjukan malam itu ditutup dengan Vertical Horizon yang nanggung. i mean they aren't into rock but because this is a javarockinland they would feel guilty if they don't do some rockin' (wannabe) stunts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... dan hasilnya bencong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh please, saya suka kalian karena ke menye-menyean musik kalian dan tetaplah menjadi menye-menye seperti itu, dan plis jangan terlalu banyak menggombal *hahaha* but anyway i still like your old songs, tapi menurut saya flow pemilihan lagunya rada-rada gak enak. jadinya nanggung. huhuhu.&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The main talents are Secondhand Serenade and Mr.Big, but i'd like to watch RNRM sooo much, bahkan lebih daripada Mr.Big. hehe. anyway hari ini MACET GILA, rame banget yang nonton. pasti ini isinya anak2 emo fansnya SS dan bapak-bapak tua fansnya MrBig. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondhand Serenade did great, tidak sok sok rock rock an dan menyadari bahwa dia adalah EMO, dan cukup bisa membawa suasana. the best part was when they sing coldplay's "fix you". Setelah nonton Secondhand saya langsung kabur ke Segarra stage demi RNRM. mereka membawakan banyak lagu dari album awalnya yang saya sama sekali nggak tau, tapi ternyata lagunya enak-enak juga. performnya kurang asik, mungkin karena pengaruh crowdnya nggak begitu banyak. sayang banget mereka nggak ngebawain "Zsazsazsu", tapi untungnya mereka bawain lagu "Translove" (yang saya sangat suka tapi kayaknya se-crowd itu cuman saya yang rada hapal lagunya hahaha). Beres RNRM, langsung cao ke Mr.Big. dan ternyata RAMAI SEKALI SODARA SODARA. sampe gak bisa napas karena penontonnya banyak banget. saya sendiri tau lagu Mr.Big cuma "To Be With You" dan "Wild Wild World" - well, gak jauh beda lah sama mbak2 kece yang ntn Mr.Big cuman nunggu "To Be With You" doang. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAPI MR BIG KEREN BANGET!!! bapak-bapak tua ini staminanya masih sangat oke dan musiknya juga emang oke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 sama seperti yang saya bilang waktu saya nonton Koil, si bapak-bapak tua ini bisa bikin saya enjoy sama lagu-lagunya walopun saya nggak tau lagunya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2 INI BARU NAMANYA BAND! drummer, bassist, gitaris dan vokal terintegrasi dengan baik. dan jammingnya EDAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mungkin satu-satunya yang busuk dalam performance Mr.Big adalah visualisasinya (woooi apa-apaan itu? hati-hati berjatuhan? DOOOHHH. gue rasa visualisasinya dari windowsmediaplayer deh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, 90 menit yang sangat POL dari Mr. Big! salut deh emang, band tua kualitasnya nggak bisa bohong. wowowow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;craving for MEW, The Upstairs (demi mengenang masa SMA labil wahahaha), dan Third Eye Blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEW&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOMEEE!!! &lt;/span&gt;INI SATU-SATUNYA BAND YANG TAU MANFAATIN BACKDROP DAN LIGHTING DENGAN BENAR! two thumbs up untuk MEW yang menciptakan lagu-lagu yang keren, 4 thumbs up buat visualizer dan lighting crewnya! menurut saya hari itu MEW kayak danlap: sangat bisa menarik fokus, hahaha. sebagai orang yang pernah ngurus acara semacem perform beginian, saya sangattttt salut sama lighting dan visualisasinya. sembah deh. 1 jam sangat nggak berasa, walaupun saya nggak hapal lagu-lagunya saya bisa sangat enjoy nontonnya. dan "Am I Wry" sangat keren di sini. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setelah nonton MEW (dan PUAS!! haha) saya dan pacar langsung ngacir ke segarra stage buat nonton the upstairs. well, tetap sekeren jaman dulu dengan jimmy yang masih suka berwacana.. hahaha. agak berjoget tapi kurang puas, mungkin karena ga ada modern darlingnya. jadi biasa aja. abis itu langsung lanjut Third Eye Blind, dan saya dan irene sudah sangat ngarep kalo dia bawain lagu-lagu lama... tapi ternyata lagu yang saya suka yang dibawain cuma "Semi-charmed life" :( padahal saya masih berharap dia bawain lagu "Blinded" sm "I Want You" huhuhu. tapi si vokalisnya kebanyakan tepe dan jadi antiklimaks.. jadi biasa aja jugaa gak puass :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;overall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, menurut saya acara ini aneh. hehe. no offense ya. sebenernya sih awalnya saya dateng karena emang saya suka band2nya no matter what the genre is. tapi setelah dipikir-pikir, JAVAROCKINLAND malah jadi nggak konsisten sm nama acaranya. coba deh ya diliat lagi, Vertical Horizon nggak se rock itu, jadinya malah aneh kaan. Secondhand Serenade malah rada-rada emo. Mr. Big emang udah yang paling kontekstual lah. tapi MEW, walaupun SANGAT OUTSTANDING menurut gue itu DOSA BESAR!!! emang kata siapa MEW itu rock? ahhaha. RNRM, THe UPstairs, White Shoes and The Couples Company, SORE, juga patut dipertanyakan keberadaannya. untung gak ada maliq, kalo gak ganti nama acara aja jadi PENSI. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi yaudahlah ya, nice try for the first time. mungkin taun depan kalo diadain lagi bisa lebih baik :)&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/9023453375671871422-4891744787428876707?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/4891744787428876707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=4891744787428876707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4891744787428876707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4891744787428876707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/08/javarockinland-that-didnt-rock-that.html' title='JavaRockin&apos;Land: that didn&apos;t rock that much'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-1267786558462242164</id><published>2009-08-04T13:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:47:23.191+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a point of view about . . .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>ngelanturngalorngidul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;people tend to be different. but in this difference we live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;people tend to be misunderstood. but in this misunderstood we learn to communicate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dateng, nggak dateng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bicara, nggak bicara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kontribusi, nggak kontribusi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua ada dalam diri masing-masing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan berarti diam itu salah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang-kadang berbuat juga salah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi tanggung jawab bukan hanya atas apa yang sudah kita perbuat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi juga atas hal yang tidak kita perbuat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat kamu pikir pikiranmu adalah yang paling benar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pikir lagi.&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/9023453375671871422-1267786558462242164?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/1267786558462242164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=1267786558462242164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1267786558462242164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1267786558462242164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/08/ngelanturngalorngidul.html' title='ngelanturngalorngidul.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-7998684124820948696</id><published>2009-07-24T11:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:24:05.722+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>stupid silence</title><content type='html'>sitting down on the floor, listening in stupid silence.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about nothing, trying to impress the audience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lips locked while thinking what's the best argument,&lt;br /&gt;whispering words, hoping for just one compliment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid silence falls down on us,&lt;br /&gt;i guess we just avoid another fuss&lt;br /&gt;pretending we've done it our best,&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for it to be a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid silence keeps mouth shutted,&lt;br /&gt;avoiding words from their best shots&lt;br /&gt;i hate this stupid silence we do,&lt;br /&gt;cause i can't guess how hard your brain do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid silence crawling in the dead air,&lt;br /&gt;someone has to shout so we can make it fair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-7998684124820948696?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/7998684124820948696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=7998684124820948696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7998684124820948696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7998684124820948696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-silence.html' title='stupid silence'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8100152903557563173</id><published>2009-07-04T19:35:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:35:51.254+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear mother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;kenapa harus langsung S2?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apalah artinya ilmu tanpa pengalaman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8100152903557563173?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8100152903557563173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8100152903557563173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8100152903557563173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8100152903557563173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-mother.html' title='dear mother.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8930905393660215280</id><published>2009-07-04T18:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T18:10:48.085+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>tantangan jarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs45/f/2009/119/d/2/d2539a2e68b7efc626cd829c1203b300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 816px; height: 600px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs45/f/2009/119/d/2/d2539a2e68b7efc626cd829c1203b300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku benci awan mendung menggantung,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kenapa tidak turun hujan saja secepatnya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;supaya mataharinya terlihat lagi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan mungkin diwarnai sedikit pelangi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mungkin aku bisa memelukmu setelahnya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;karena yang terakhir adalah pilihan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8930905393660215280?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8930905393660215280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8930905393660215280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8930905393660215280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8930905393660215280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/07/tantangan-jarak.html' title='tantangan jarak'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-1215232360839357333</id><published>2009-06-22T16:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:37:19.842+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a point of view about . . .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>fenomena kuda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"jangan pernah mengutuki hujan - hujan itu berkah untuk petani"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entah siapa yang pertama ngomong begitu, tapi saya pikir omongannya benar. saya selalu berusaha untuk tidak mengeluh saat hujan turun - walaupun saat itu saya harus pulang malem sendirian naek angkot atau naek motor, atau kesel gara-gara mobil lewat nginjek comberan terus airnya muncrat ke baju saya. toh di balik kekesalan sepele saya buat hujan, si petani entah dimana itu sedang bersyukur karena hujan yang saat itu bikin saya kesal bisa menyambung hidup mereka dan keluarganya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, itu sih cerita tentang hujan dan petani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coba ganti statement di atas dengan "jangan pernah mengutuki KUDA, KUDA itu berkah untuk JOKI nya"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm talking about what so called 'wisata kuda ganesha'. well, sebenernya saya cuman kesel aja sih gara-gara tadi jalanan jadi agak macet dan selama saya nyari parkir, saya nyaris nabrak 3 kuda kalo ga salah gara2 mereka jalan seenaknya. tapi fakta sesungguhnya adalah bahwa saya sebenernya emang BENCI dengan WISATA KUDA ato apalah itu namanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. kuda suka buang kotoran sembarangan - bikin jalanan kotor [berdasarkan pengalaman saya saat survey site tugas besar AR3100 di sebuah bangunan deket kampus - deket gelap nyawang]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. kuda menghalangi kendaraan lewat = bikin macet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. FOR GOD'S SAKE JL. GANESHA ADALAH AREA ITB!! kampus (unggulan) mana sih yang sering ada kuda keliaran dan buang kotoran sembarangan di SEKELILING KAMPUS?? kalo ngomongin lokasi mah masih mending gue kuliah di unpad jatinangor. lebih bersih, for sure (walaupun lokasinya emang ndeso luar biasa - no offense teman2 ahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;duh, sebenernya sih yang paling bikin saya ngerasa nggak nyaman ya masalah kebersihan itu. tapi kalo dibalikin lagi ke statement pertama saya, harusnya saya nggak boleh ngeluh dong ya? karena keluhan saya yang nggak seberapa ini toh bisa menghidupi si joki kuda dan keluarganya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi harus ya bikin macet jalanan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi harus ya bikin kotor kampus orang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baiknya gimana dong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*maaf jadinya antiklimaks, abisan ga tau harus bersikap gimana sama keadaan yang satu ini. heheheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-1215232360839357333?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/1215232360839357333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=1215232360839357333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1215232360839357333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1215232360839357333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/06/fenomena-kuda.html' title='fenomena kuda'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8837138353629074888</id><published>2009-06-10T17:22:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:30:00.592+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a point of view about . . .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>it's just different.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs19/f/2007/269/9/b/We_held_hands____by_libarebane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 545px; height: 368px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs19/f/2007/269/9/b/We_held_hands____by_libarebane.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''i'm with you because I decided so, not because you asked me to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get the difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;credit goes to libarebane . deviantart&lt;/span&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/9023453375671871422-8837138353629074888?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8837138353629074888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8837138353629074888' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8837138353629074888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8837138353629074888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-just-different.html' title='it&apos;s just different.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-6223955999050424051</id><published>2009-06-04T13:03:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:16:04.259+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><title type='text'>around around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;so now you're not around, and i am trying to take a good care of myself myself when you're not around, and damn it, times when you're around is so goddamn precious for me when you're not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic; "&gt;take care there, precious.&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/9023453375671871422-6223955999050424051?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/6223955999050424051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=6223955999050424051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6223955999050424051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6223955999050424051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/06/around-around.html' title='around around.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-6162000188539428126</id><published>2009-06-01T14:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:35:06.934+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>for being honest...</title><content type='html'>males sekali ngerjain SKB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pusing sekali mikirin kaderisasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takut sekali ditinggal KP ke jakarta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takut sekali semua yang diusahakan mati matian jadinya gagal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan khawatir semua orang tidak sesemangat saya dalam mengerjakan segala hal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya Tuhan, tolong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-6162000188539428126?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/6162000188539428126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=6162000188539428126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6162000188539428126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6162000188539428126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-being-honest.html' title='for being honest...'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3927687931542582910</id><published>2009-05-25T18:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:00:31.782+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me i am special even when i know i'm not ?</title><content type='html'>1 2, 1 2 3 4- &lt;br /&gt;Give me more lovin' than I've ever had, &lt;br /&gt;Make it all better when I'm feelin' sad, &lt;br /&gt;Tell me that I'm special even when I know I'm not, &lt;br /&gt;Make it feel good when I hurt so bad, Barely gettin' mad, &lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found you; I love bein' around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make it easy, it's easy as 1,2- 1,2,3,4 &lt;br /&gt;There's only 1 thing 2 do 3 words 4 you- (I love you) I love you &lt;br /&gt;There's only 1 way 2 say those 3 words and that's what I'll do-(I love you) &lt;br /&gt;I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me more lovin' from the very start, &lt;br /&gt;Piece me back together when I fall apart, &lt;br /&gt;Tell things you never even tell your closest friends- &lt;br /&gt;Make it feel good when I hurt so bad, Best that I've had, &lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found you, I love bein' around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make it easy, it's easy as 1,2- 1,2,3,4 &lt;br /&gt;There's only 1 thing 2 do 3 words 4 you- (I love you) I love you &lt;br /&gt;There's only 1 way 2 say those 3 words and that's what I'll do- (I love you) &lt;br /&gt;I love you. &lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make it easy, it's easy as 1,2- 1,2,3,4 &lt;br /&gt;There's only 1 thing 2 do 3 words 4 you- (I love you) I love you &lt;br /&gt;There's only 1 way 2 say those 3 words and that's what I'll do- (I love you) &lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you &lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 3, 4&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*really love this song. plain white T's 1234 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-3927687931542582910?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3927687931542582910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3927687931542582910' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3927687931542582910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3927687931542582910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/05/tell-me-i-am-special-even-when-i-know.html' title='tell me i am special even when i know i&apos;m not ?'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-7297197833245414841</id><published>2009-05-25T10:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:10:07.045+07:00</updated><title type='text'>surviving it.</title><content type='html'>kamu dengan kerja praktekmu,&lt;br /&gt;saya dengan kaderisasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu dengan himpunanmu,&lt;br /&gt;saya yang mengabdi pada kabinet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu dengan kuliah,praktikum dan laporanmu yang menggila,&lt;br /&gt;saya dengan studio 8sks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu dengan tugas akhirmu,&lt;br /&gt;saya dengan kerja praktek entah dimana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kamu sudah lulus dan wisuda nanti,&lt;br /&gt;dan saya masih akan berkutat dengan TA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika semua bisa terlewati,&lt;br /&gt;mungkin itu pertanda baik bagi saya.&lt;br /&gt;bagaimana denganmu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-7297197833245414841?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/7297197833245414841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=7297197833245414841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7297197833245414841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7297197833245414841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/05/surviving-it.html' title='surviving it.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-4055208504149109115</id><published>2009-05-20T20:17:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:22:19.704+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>birthday wishlist :)</title><content type='html'>just another update in case there's someone generous enough to give me those following things:&lt;br /&gt;- maenan asah otak (yang besi 2 biji trus dipisahin.. tau ga??) . lagi pengen mempertinggi IQ gue ahahah berasa jongkok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- scrabble. in order to enrich my vocabulary :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- buku resep masakan (yang gampang2 aja) . ceritanya pengen belajar masak hahhahahah. (dalam rangka menjadi istri idaman yang membuat suami dan anak2nya betah di rumah haha naon sih)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- *mentahnya aja* buat belanja :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan titip doa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jangan doakan saya supaya panjang umur! karena orang beriman katanya dipanggilnya lebih cepet (bukannya gue pengen cepet mati juga sih haha) tapii doakanlah saya supaya keimanan saya selalu ditambah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dan doakan saya untuk dikaruniai kesehatan. juga kesabaran. dan hal2 baik pokoknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- doakan saya agar diberi keajaiban supaya bisa cum laude. yeah, keajaiban. i'm not that good, that's why i need some miracle ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- doakan saya agar bisa menjaga semua amanah yang diberikan ke saya. ini adalah pertanda gagalnya kaderisasi di ITB karena banyak sekali amanah yang lari ke orang yang itu-itu saja  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- doakan saya supaya punya hati yang lebih tulus dan tidak skeptis. hehehe. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-4055208504149109115?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/4055208504149109115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=4055208504149109115' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4055208504149109115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4055208504149109115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-wishlist.html' title='birthday wishlist :)'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-4526673706545014590</id><published>2009-04-20T04:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T04:48:35.259+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a heart that shattered</title><content type='html'>once it was broken,&lt;br /&gt;by such a disappointment&lt;br /&gt;the truth was spoken,&lt;br /&gt;now the new life's open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once it was bleed,&lt;br /&gt;by the wrong way he did&lt;br /&gt;at first he's like a weed&lt;br /&gt;but they couldn't rise any more bid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once it was shattered&lt;br /&gt;by such a cheesy matters&lt;br /&gt;a short time murderer&lt;br /&gt;that now keeps her sober&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wasn't worth a heart,&lt;br /&gt;should've thought about it from the start&lt;br /&gt;he left memories that shattered&lt;br /&gt;little pieces a time about to murder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't much about the sorry,&lt;br /&gt;time says that she shouldn't worry&lt;br /&gt;the universe will create another story&lt;br /&gt;about the lady deserving someone worthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-4526673706545014590?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/4526673706545014590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=4526673706545014590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4526673706545014590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/4526673706545014590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/04/heart-that-shattered.html' title='a heart that shattered'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3750198262649093253</id><published>2009-04-13T18:57:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:00:39.492+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun side'/><title type='text'>sumpah (serapah)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SeMpSfIMtnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tRUyOXk0_LM/s1600-h/sumpah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/SeMpSfIMtnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tRUyOXk0_LM/s320/sumpah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324144582052329074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sumpah yang boleh dicoba :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-3750198262649093253?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3750198262649093253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3750198262649093253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3750198262649093253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3750198262649093253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/04/sumpah-serapah.html' title='sumpah (serapah)'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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/&gt;tentang hartanya yang berharga,&lt;br /&gt;terlanjur masuk kotak pandora&lt;br /&gt;dan harus menunggu lagi untuk terbuka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang mereka sudah lupa,&lt;br /&gt;karena mereka sudah berlari&lt;br /&gt;tanpa mengubur kenangannya,&lt;br /&gt;terlalu sibuk mencari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mereka tak akan pernah mengerti,&lt;br /&gt;bahwa pelangi melukis sayap bidadari&lt;br /&gt;menyempurnakan keindahan surgawi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dialog 2 wanita.sore hari.spc thx for nari for the inspiration :)]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-3378847603579514136?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3378847603579514136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3378847603579514136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3378847603579514136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3378847603579514136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/04/bidadari.html' title='bidadari.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-5956134061994298289</id><published>2009-04-06T15:43:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:57:25.136+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skeptis.'/><title type='text'>a little fact about me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. i always respect people by trusting them with everything they say - no matter what other people say about them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words, lying to me is just a piece of cake. i can trust you easily. but once i found you lying, you should be ashamed - it's your business with God, not with me. well for me it's just losing my trust and respect for you so bye-bye loser :) maybe you'd look worse than a bug in my eyes. ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. i believe that everyone is a good person, basically.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't bother to be hurt by everyone who's been cruel to me. thinking about why are they messing up with my life would be just a waste.. let's say that they're just a goddamn idiot, so i don't have to think about them anymore. what do you expect from such an idiot, gitu? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. liars = idiots without integrity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what i said.. whaddya expect from idiots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;duh tolong ya, jangan main2 sama niat baik seseorang :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-5956134061994298289?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/5956134061994298289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=5956134061994298289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5956134061994298289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5956134061994298289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-fact-about-me.html' title='a little fact about me.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8265896881103503432</id><published>2009-04-05T17:14:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:34:19.284+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><title type='text'>beautiful liar</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someday your eyes will truly see&lt;br /&gt;and you will know different side of me&lt;br /&gt;then you would realize that being with me is not that easy&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if leaving is one thing you could agree,&lt;br /&gt;so that you could be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;-first note i wrote on our first conflict when you and me are still 'us' . haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finally, you left me. i still wonder how could you make this thing this easy. you know commitment is not that simple - but you do make it simple. that's okay, but like what my friend's said: 'more simpler - much less magical'. i regret that if this has to end like this, why did you ever bother to fight for me at the beginning - when leaving me with all cost is what you've done so easily? and where would those sweet words and promises go when you just forget about it when you told me you're leaving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a waste :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried my best. you didn't even care to try. there's nothing i can do if you don't even want to try.. i can't push you to love me like you used to before. it would be such a waste, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's ok if that i was being the loser in this game. but i guess i might be the MVP. and winning is not everything - the game is about how you play,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, then just go and get some better life as you thought it would be without me :)&lt;br /&gt;remember what i told you: think before speaking - think it wisely before you decided to have some shit called 'commitment'. and just don't promise anything unless you're sure that you can do that. even better if you don't ever say it at all - just left it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, i respect you with everything you've said and done. maybe what i could do now is believing that this is the best way that works for us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no goodbyes - as you said that you're going nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you later, maybe. as anything that possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8265896881103503432?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-356848042525090192</id><published>2009-03-31T00:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:59:51.621+07:00</updated><title type='text'>situ gintung vs infotainment dan artis</title><content type='html'>prahara,&lt;br /&gt;duka,&lt;br /&gt;derita,&lt;br /&gt;apa saja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak perlu ditunggu,&lt;br /&gt;untuk bersujud&lt;br /&gt;atau bersimpati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak perlu sorot kamera&lt;br /&gt;untuk tampak beramal&lt;br /&gt;tak perlu kau besarkan&lt;br /&gt;dalam layar kaca&lt;br /&gt;atau lembar kertas buram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cukup Tuhan saja,&lt;br /&gt;menunjukkan kebesarannya&lt;br /&gt;dan nurani rasa manusia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-356848042525090192?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/356848042525090192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=356848042525090192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/356848042525090192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/356848042525090192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/03/situ-gintung-vs-infotainment-dan-artis.html' title='situ gintung vs infotainment dan artis'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8283998308854858369</id><published>2009-03-29T12:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:34:48.311+07:00</updated><title type='text'>[belum ada judul]</title><content type='html'>sajak pelipur,&lt;br /&gt;cetakan tinta terkabur&lt;br /&gt;tertelan bulir ombak menderu&lt;br /&gt;atau terbakar menjadi abu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tertipu,&lt;br /&gt;buaian kata-kata semu&lt;br /&gt;klise saja dibuatnya&lt;br /&gt;cukup terlontar asalkan ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murah,&lt;br /&gt;terlalu mudah terpanah&lt;br /&gt;telak dipermainkan waktu,&lt;br /&gt;dikiranya sudah cukup lama ia menunggu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buta,&lt;br /&gt;tuli,&lt;br /&gt;bisu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berlari,&lt;br /&gt;mengejar mimpi&lt;br /&gt;sampai lelah terjatuh,&lt;br /&gt;atau nyawa tercabut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah nanti terbangun,&lt;br /&gt;atau bermimpi selamanya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8283998308854858369?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8283998308854858369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8283998308854858369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8283998308854858369'/><link 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;is the fact that you care someone else and not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and that we're living an empty life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the bright side is... at least i know that i still have a heart for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;either you still want it of not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-276446524428100303?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/276446524428100303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=276446524428100303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/276446524428100303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/276446524428100303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/03/true-heartbreaker.html' title='the true heartbreaker'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-5690408855793049731</id><published>2009-03-25T19:51:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:54:57.838+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>what a day. zzz.</title><content type='html'>jam 2 pagi liat status YM aziz - menginformasikan adanya UTS jam 10 pagi hari itu. SKB. fak gua blm bljr! stres akhirnya baru tidur jam stngah 4 pagi. bangun jam setengah 7 dan telat kuliah ARKOT&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UTS SKB - untung rada bisa ngerjain. lumayan lah rada hoki. mudah2an essaynya bisa dapet bagus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siangnya IPOD gue hampir ilang. udah stres parah. untung akhirnya ketemu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorenya nyampah, malemnya ngerjain tugas. tiba2 pas RA IMA-G gue sadar CALISTO LECET!!! FAK KENAPA INI?! huh sebal.&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;eh, don't i deserve to get some attention? haha.&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/9023453375671871422-5690408855793049731?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/5690408855793049731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=5690408855793049731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5690408855793049731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/5690408855793049731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-day-zzz.html' title='what a day. zzz.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-9089764033957832119</id><published>2009-03-24T15:42:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:45:31.537+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='l o v e'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freak'/><title type='text'>you've got mail!</title><content type='html'>i just watched you've got mail on saturday. my friend recommended me this movie and since i didn't watch any romantic comedy recently (selain nonton serendipity yang gagal karena dvd nya ngadat, grrr), i decided to watch it. it was a good movie, though i didn't enjoy the dialogs that much. maybe because i was a little bit sleepy that night. but there's one scene that sticks in my mind until now. haha. here's the dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank: You're a wonderful woman, Kathleen&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen: So are you&lt;br /&gt;Frank: And i'm so honored that you'd want to be with me... because you would never be with anyone who wasn't truly worthy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kathleen: I feel exactly that the same way&lt;br /&gt;Frank: Don't say that... That makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen: what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Kathleen felt like she has realized something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Kathleen: You don't love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Frank shook his head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Kathleen: (&lt;em&gt;laughed&lt;/em&gt;) me either.&lt;br /&gt;Frank: You don't love me?&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen: No.&lt;br /&gt;Frank: But we're so right for each other!&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen: I know! &lt;em&gt;(laughed)&lt;/em&gt; Well, is there someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Frank stayed in silence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Kathleen: Oh, that woman on television, Sidney-Ann?&lt;br /&gt;Frank: Nothing has happeened or anything... but...&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen: Oh my, is she a republican?&lt;br /&gt;Frank: I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(they both laughed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Frank: What about you? Is there someone else?&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen: No... But there is the dream of someone else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maan. could this happen in real life? that you and your partner are just so right for each other, but in fact you both don't love each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that you could discuss this - emotionless. *Yaiyalah emotionless, they don't have any emotion for each other though.. hahaha*. How many people have the guts to discuss this kind of thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is absurd. But truly butt-kicking. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-9089764033957832119?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/9089764033957832119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=9089764033957832119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/9089764033957832119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/9089764033957832119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/03/youve-got-mail.html' title='you&apos;ve got mail!'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-1903669866441593757</id><published>2009-03-18T17:21:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:27:42.815+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>kelamaan di jakarta = alay</title><content type='html'>i've been feeling fine since 3 days ago. i insisted my mom to let me go to bandung today but then i failed. being here is suuuckkkssss because i can't do my tasks properly and my mom thinks that it's not a problem because i supposed to get some more rest. &lt;em&gt;wooi gila lo mo istirahat sebanyak apaan lagiiiiii~ studio gue gimana iniiii.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to draw several drawings in a millimeter block sheet so that i could just trace it when i have the chance to draw it properly - but that didn't work that good. the millimeter block sheet size is just A3 while my some of my drawing requires A2 or even more.. shiiit. so i think i'll just manipulate it by combining several paper as one. haha. later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, still i spend most of my day nyampah. (un)fortunately my friend, ramda, is sick and having some rest in his kosan so we spend most of our time plurking - YMin and blogging. haha. jadi ada temen nyampahnya :D today is my first day going out of this house. my mom let me go to buaran plaza - mall alay near my house to buy several things i need and she gave me the innova car key and STNK. suddenly i have this thought in my head : &lt;em&gt;runaway to bandung.&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. crazy thought. but i just shut it off and decide to be a good daughter for her by staying here (and still nyampah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this is what i do (while all my friends are drawing for the drawing submitting on thursday) :&lt;br /&gt;- nonton Hareem&lt;br /&gt;- nonton melati untuk marvel&lt;br /&gt;- nonton mata mata&lt;br /&gt;- berusaha mencari REALIGI tapi gagal&lt;br /&gt;- mencoba menghafalkan soundtrack sinetron&lt;br /&gt;- mencoba mencari lagu 'hijau daun' - kata pacar saya lagi happening abis.&lt;br /&gt;- ngeplurk sampe tolol. bahkan isinya pun sampah. bisa diliat di widgetnya :)&lt;br /&gt;- facebookan tentunya&lt;br /&gt;- YMan dan gangguin orang-orang.&lt;br /&gt;- berusaha mencari koran lampu merah pas nyetir di perempatan dket komplek rumah tapi keabisan :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. what a way to spend my day. anyway, i'll be back in bandung on sunday morning :) just want to have some fuunn! (&lt;em&gt;after finishing those drawings hahaha crap&lt;/em&gt;) :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps: maaf grammarnya awful. sedang mencoba memanggil skill berbahasa inggris gue yang raib entah kemana, haha :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-1903669866441593757?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/1903669866441593757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=1903669866441593757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1903669866441593757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/1903669866441593757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/03/kelamaan-di-jakarta-alay.html' title='kelamaan di jakarta = alay'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8226110561919922111</id><published>2009-03-16T14:35:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:37:28.305+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>appendix.</title><content type='html'>bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one perfect word to describe what i feel recently.. yah how could i not, i've been spending this last week ongkang ongkang kaki di kasur.. maigodd gak sehat banget huhuhu. senin kemarin akhirnya saya diculik sama orangtua saya ke jakarta berkaitan dengan keluhan 'sakit perut kanan bawah' yang sangat dicurigai sebagai penyakit legendaris bernama apendixitis a.k.a. usus buntu dan jadilah saya pergi ke jakarta dengan meninggalkan banyak hal di bandung.&lt;br /&gt;sampai di rumah sakit, positif lah saya harus dioperasi usus buntu. operasinya hari selasa jam 8 malem, dan sebelum operasi saya harus puasa dulu (yang diperkeruh oleh nyokap yang hobi nyebutin semua makanan yang lagi dia kunyah, bikin ngiler aja grr). dan jam 8 malam itu siksaan dimulai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk ruang operasi. naek ke meja operasi yang kecil. masih mending banget meja studio tapi nevermind lah. then i got a shot on my back, dan tiba-tiba ada rasa aneh kayak kesemutan yang menjalar ke perut dan ke kaki. dalam beberapa menit saya langsung lumpuh. kaki nggak bisa digerakin. the room was so damn cold. aneh banget, AC nya langsung ngarah ke meja operasi gitu, jadi otomatis badan saya langsung kepapar angin AC yang dinginnya gak santai abis itu.&lt;br /&gt;and that time, i know that paralyzed is one of the worst feeling in the world. tiba-tiba jadi inget adegan di film awake... hahahaha. sialan. sempet-sempetnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dokter masang semacam tirai di bawah dagu saya, jadi saya bener-bener nggak bisa liat si dokternya ini ngebelah perut saya atau segala macamnya itu lah. tapi yang paling nggak enak adalah saat si efek obat bius ini merajalela ke perut saya - bikin maag saya kambuh dan sesek napas. tapi bahkan sebelum saya bisa mengumpat dan megap-megap kehabisan napas, saya sudah kehilangan kesadaran saya di atas meja operasi itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau saya nggak salah hitung, rasanya saya ketiduran sekitar 45 menit dan pas saya bangun, refleks saya adalah PENGEN LIAT OPERASINYA hahahahaha parah banget. trus dokternya marah-marah bilang 'eh jangan gerak-gerak! kamu ga usah liat, ini udah mau selesai'. akhirnya saya nurut. perut ke bawah masih mati rasa. tapi ada satu rasa yang menggigit dengan cepat: dingin. dingin parah. kayaknya tubuh saya baru sadar kalo saya kedinginan dan walhasil saya gemeletukan parah dan gemeteran. pikiran melayang ke adegan film SAW 3, yang cewenya diiket telanjang terus dimasukin ke freezer terus disiram air. ahahaha i know what it's like then.. untungnya operasi itu cepat selesai. saya langsung dipindahin ke tempat tidur dan diselimutin sampe entah berapa lapis, dan masih kedinginan sampe kira-kira setengah jam setelahnya.&lt;br /&gt;udah. oh, dingin ya ruang operasi. dan bekas lukanya nggak ada sakit-sakitnya dibanding MAAG yang menyerang sesudahnya. sumpaahh parah banget - the worst stomachache ever lah. gara-gara gue banyak alergi obat, jadinya gitu deh. alhasil gue nggak bisa tidur sampe jam 8 pagi dan muntah 3 kali. parah. tapi paginya setelah disuntik obat entah apa sama dokternya, gue bener-bener tepaarr tidur sampe magrib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beberapa hari sesudahnya, nothing special. sakit-sakit dikit, pusing-pusing dikit. dan hari ini saya mau buka jaitan, hore! doakan saja cepet sembuh biar bisa ngerjain tugas lagi :) have been wasting this week nyampah... dan masih punya 1 minggu lagi buat nyampah sebelum dihadapkan lagi ke realita :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8226110561919922111?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8226110561919922111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8226110561919922111' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8226110561919922111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8226110561919922111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/03/appendix.html' title='appendix.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-9018864755855409289</id><published>2009-03-16T12:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:50:45.724+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meracau tidak jelas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freak'/><title type='text'>time. money. evil.</title><content type='html'>for whoever says time is money, i guess he's right. they both are uncountable, yet precious. it's a price to pay for every good thing. both are the meanest things God ever create. But time is just a perfect bitch - a true backstabber, if you know him well enough - because he can't go back in your hand while money can. But what makes it worse is that time is not just the root of all evil - time is the evil itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-9018864755855409289?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/9018864755855409289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=9018864755855409289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/9018864755855409289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/9018864755855409289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-money-evil.html' title='time. money. evil.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2770494197896911993</id><published>2009-03-02T00:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:34:09.611+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun side'/><title type='text'>refreshment.</title><content type='html'>wew so grateful after my short homecoming to jakarta. i got at least a 10 hours sleep each night and that means a good-enough rest for me, without being bothered by such things as 'rapat ini itu' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i spent my saturday afternoon with tendra. it was fun because we just have so much things to talk about. mostly about the ababils we saw there actually ;p well we wonder why people are dying to buy sour sally (it tastes delicious anyway, but i wonder do people really enjoy the taste - not the pride of buying it and be seen eating that thing in public?). and we almost laugh to die seeing somebody's profile in facebook. well i felt so mean by laughing at her but anyway it makes me feel that my life is a lot much better - no matter how many problems i have now. hahahhaa. doing cruel things is so much fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i arrived in bandung this afternoon, and started doing my kenmi script. it almost done by now but i guess i have to discuss it with my teammates.. hope that would be a good movie after all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the night chatting with my man. can't stop smiling until now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice days after all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: debenhams has the promotion 'buy 1 get 1 free' for the shoes so tendra and i bought a same shoes with different colours. so i guess we could wear it at once sometimes :p (macam anak panti)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2770494197896911993?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2770494197896911993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2770494197896911993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2770494197896911993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2770494197896911993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/03/refreshment.html' title='refreshment.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2515118229087074226</id><published>2009-02-25T18:27:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:36:39.834+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>recent stupid things.</title><content type='html'>huah maaf sudah sangat lama nggak ngeblog. mungkin akan gue update aktifitas gue sekarang-sekarang ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. baru saja menyelesaikan closing olimpiade dan menyelesaikan LPJ nya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. berstudio AR3200 - yang tugasnya nggak ada habisnya. dikit2 pengumpulan... sakit jiwa apa yaa. hahaha. tapi preview pertama lumayan berhasil alhamdulillah. dan anyway, besok gue pengumpulan lagi dong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. pemilu IMA-G 2009 - setelah jadi promotor tim cakahim no. 1 Bagus Hendra Kurniawan dan sangat sibuk hearing dan macam2, akhirnya dilakukan pencoblosan dan telah terpilih AHMAD ZUHDI 'ALLAM sebagai Ketua IMA-G 2009 :) selamat zuhdi! semoga jadi pemimpin yang amanah dan bisa membawa IMA-G lebih baik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. UCQI yang sedang bermasalah akhir2 ini, cukup menyita perhatian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. SUKSESI LFM.. juga menyita perhatian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. LPJ IMA-G yang gak beres-beres.. juga menyita perhatian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. poin 4,5,6 membuat saya sering hattrick pulang malem :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. pacar yang harus diurus haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah udah ah. studio lagi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2515118229087074226?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2515118229087074226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2515118229087074226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2515118229087074226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2515118229087074226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/02/recent-stupid-things.html' title='recent stupid things.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8462522222899525564</id><published>2009-02-25T18:16:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:25:20.870+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>remeh temehnya pulang malam.</title><content type='html'>sebelum kalian pada shock saat membaca tulisan ini, harap diingat bahwa disini saya menulis sebagai 'seorang wanita', bukan seorang reytia yang preman dan sebagainya *ya lo taulah gue gimana, haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mulai darimana yah? bingung gue. ahaha. jadi gini sebenernya.. seperti yang anda semua tau, kita kuliah di ITB yang notabene banyaak banget acaranya yang sampe malem2. tarolah hearing, evaluasi, LPJ, formas, forsil, dan entah apa-apa lagi lah. dan malemnya itu kadang2 biadab, macem jam 11 ato bahkan jam 2 pagi. dan saya pun sekarang sampai pada titik menganggap bahwa pulang jam segitu normal pisan.. padahal kan sebenarnya pulang malam itu gak baik, hahaha. cuman yasudahlah, mungkin memang budaya ITB kayak gitu kali yaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lantas, kami para wanita pun seringkali ikut-ikutan pulang semalem itu... karena rasa concern dan komitmen kami yang oke tenan terhadap hal-hal yang membuat kita pulang malem itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, yang jadi permaaslahannya adalah, kenapa ya kok jaman sekarang jarang banget ada cowok yang nanyain ke si cewek-cewek ini 'eh pulangnya gimana? sama siapa?'. yang terjadi adalaah.. semua ngeloyor pulang masing2. dan tinggallah kami para wanita berpikir &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'hmm gue pulangnya gimana ya. hmmm.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah kami para wanita gak ngarep dianter pulang lah. dianter pulang berarti orang itu subhanallah sekali. kalo dibantuin cariin transport pulang alhamdulillah. sekedar nanya formalitas doang trus dia cuman bilang 'oh gitu yaudah hati2 ya' trus cabut juga udah bagus... masalahnya adalaahhh kok hari gini smakin banyak kaum adam yang tidak peduli ya? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apakah di dunia ini memang sudah tidak ada lelaki gentlemen? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebuah kejadian konyol nih, pada sebuah acara-yang-emang-pulangnya-malam *yang gue gak mau nyebut acaranya apa* semua orang yang 'dalam satu pihak' sama gue bilang "eh, pulangnya cowoknya nganterin temennya yang cewek ya!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, in the end, it ended up with nobody taking me home :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi lucu aja sih, ngomong tanpa integritas gitu, hahahaha. konyol deh kalian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo menurut pendapat seorang teman saya soal ini, dia cuman bilang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ah, cewek mah maunya enak nya doang. ngemeng-ngemeng emansipasi wanita, minta hak yang sama kayak cowok, tapi buat ginian aja gak bisa mandiri. pulang malem kan pilihan lo, ya tanggung jawab sendiri lah sama diri lo sendiri!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, well. mungkin emang nggak salah (kalo maennya pake logika). tapi ya cuman ngetes hati nurani para pria ini aja sih.. dan ternyata pada kenyataannya memang sebagian besar pria di ITB agak-agak tegaan ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin memang seharusnya kami, para wanita ITB masa kini, minta tolong pada kalian semua. tapi hal itu sungguh sulit dilakukan karena rasa nggak enakan dan takut merepotkan, jadi kami disini memang menunggu tawaran angin surga orang-orang yang mau direpotkan.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin pesan moral yang bisa saya sampaikan ini saja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau kalian (para pria) pernah merasa mengatakan "YANG COWO ANTERIN PULANG YANG CEWEK!", ya mbok berintegritaslah dgn apa yg kalian katakan.. hakhakhak. kalo nggak ya sama aja.. b*****g. :) no offense yaa. i'm talkin about integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. gitu aja sih. cuman pengen ngomentarin keapatisan orang-orang jaman sekarang. no hard feeling ya semuanya. kalau saya memang salah cara memandang, tolong dijelaskan. hehe. saya cuman berpikir bahwa hakekat seorang lelaki adalah menjadi seorang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gentleman&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8462522222899525564?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8462522222899525564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8462522222899525564' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8462522222899525564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8462522222899525564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/02/remeh-temehnya-pulang-malam.html' title='remeh temehnya pulang malam.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-6020667047562711531</id><published>2009-01-30T10:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:49:11.423+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>plan.</title><content type='html'>hmmpph, i think after i finished doing this olimpyad things i'll stop doing those 'kemahasiswaan' things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work time's over honey. i've contributed well enough (and for you who dare to say i didn't, screw you. hahaha.) and this is a good time for a 'retirement'. oh okay maybe sometimes i just being trashy but now i want to go with my own ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care. i want to spend the rest of my time in this campus in my goddamn f**king studio and start making movies ahaha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why bother serving other people while i can't serve myself well enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do what i want to do and when i don't then i don't do. enjoy life :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-6020667047562711531?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/6020667047562711531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=6020667047562711531' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6020667047562711531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6020667047562711531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/01/plan.html' title='plan.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2836320829022216026</id><published>2009-01-27T23:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:46:05.829+07:00</updated><title type='text'>outbox</title><content type='html'>ini teh iseng2 belaka kok. hehehe. lagi pengen aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES of THE GAME&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 friends who might enjoy doing the memo as well as the person you got the memo from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;little of your time - maroon 5 *what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;is this the best it gets? - budapest *tai sok banget gua haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;jumper - third eye blind *kaki sakit gabole loncat2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;tremble for my beloved - collective soul *shit hopeless romantic abis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;3 eyes for a telephone vire - prince strat *hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;war - cardigans *hahaha jangan dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;stay by my side - club 8 *ahaha. bisa bisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;chop shop - mxpx *apalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;never think - robert pattinson *yeah, ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;crazy for you - adele *aww judulnya pas sekali :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;slow sunset - depapepe *and i didn't watch sunset today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;too many question - rnrm *haha, mungkin i'm questioning too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;your love alone is not enough - manic street preachers *hah aneh abis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;wonderboy - annemarie *hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;it's not your fault - nfg *hah? salah apa dia? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;intro - maliq *so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;show me the way back to your heart - brian mcknight *hahahaha apa pula ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;hyperballad - bjork *:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;raining in my mind - the moffats *yeah that was bad enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was wrong - club 8 *ahahaha menyesal gitu ceritanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;sparks - coldplay *yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;lucky - jason mraz *lah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;witchcraft - wolfmother *ga paham deh gua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;sad sad song - mxpx *Oh my jangan dong gua masih mo nikah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;jenny - the click 5 *and that's not even my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;the closer i get to you - MYMP *haha ayo ayo dekat2 saya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;your heart is an empty room - death cab for cutie *IYA BANGET. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;wild women - MLTR *ahahhahahaha siapa coba??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;outbox - rnrm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2836320829022216026?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2836320829022216026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2836320829022216026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2836320829022216026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2836320829022216026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/01/outbox.html' title='outbox'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-290354047869661889</id><published>2009-01-22T14:18:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:21:00.778+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the other side'/><title type='text'>'cassanova'</title><content type='html'>ksatria perayu,&lt;br /&gt;bermain dalam tirai awan kelabu&lt;br /&gt;terhalang silau lembayung senja&lt;br /&gt;terbatas dalam pandangan sekotak kaca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengumbar kisah, bermain waktu&lt;br /&gt;menebar pesona ke dalam asa yang kosong&lt;br /&gt;terombang ambing pasrah tanpa arah,&lt;br /&gt;hingga tenggelam dalam lautan kelam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengulur waktu,&lt;br /&gt;hingga habis tarikan nafasmu&lt;br /&gt;menanti hadirnya para benalu&lt;br /&gt;berbunga warna warni dan membusuk satu persatu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelopak hitam gugur,&lt;br /&gt;pertanda saatnya untuk mundur&lt;br /&gt;karena hidup ini bukan papan catur,&lt;br /&gt;dan aku bukan bidak yang jalannya kau atur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ngerti lah ya ini buat siapa, huahaha ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-290354047869661889?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/290354047869661889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=290354047869661889' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/290354047869661889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/290354047869661889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/01/cassanova.html' title='&apos;cassanova&apos;'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-6504437000491800683</id><published>2009-01-21T09:54:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:57:05.185+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><title type='text'>hello friends.</title><content type='html'>i am happy, and i want to share some with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you mind giving me a little of your precious time before it all runs out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you mind listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you mind smiling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*it's okay then if you wouldn't, i haven't been such a good friend for you guys either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-6504437000491800683?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/6504437000491800683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=6504437000491800683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6504437000491800683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6504437000491800683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-friends.html' title='hello friends.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8875248119451098867</id><published>2009-01-12T12:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:36:22.981+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meracau tidak jelas'/><title type='text'>assume.</title><content type='html'>(i guess)&lt;br /&gt;everyone has the right to get an innocent prejudice&lt;br /&gt;and a chance to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a trust i am giving,&lt;br /&gt;once it is broken,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ruin everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8875248119451098867?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8875248119451098867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8875248119451098867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8875248119451098867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8875248119451098867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/01/assume.html' title='assume.'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-3872249468094588360</id><published>2009-01-10T14:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:37:00.080+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>blessing in disguise</title><content type='html'>apa yang saya impikan dari 4 bulan lalu akhirnya terjadi juga kemarin sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemarin sore mungkin adalah salah satu momen paling 'wow' dalam hidup saya. bukan karena itu hoki, atau tiba-tiba aja itu terjadi dan bikin saya senang, sama sekali nggak seperti itu. yang membuat itu terasa luar biasa adalah 4 bulan yang KAMI SEMUA perjuangkan bersama-sama untuk membuat 45 menit di tanggal 9 januari itu menjadi outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin saya nggak akan cerita panjang lebar dari sangat awal, saat saya diangkat jadi ketua divisi opening closing Olimpiade V KM ITB. terlalu panjang, hehehe. pokoknya untuk opening olimpiade kali ini akan dimulai dari RELAY OBOR yang berakhir tanggal 8 januari, dan opening yang diadakan tanggal 9 januari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relay Obor menjadi salah satu event yang melelahkan, karena diadakan tiap hari dan sering banget lari-lari (apalagi himpunan yang banyak cowoknya, grr). ngejar-ngejar SR yang relay pake delman, astaganaga. plis dong kuda itu kakinya 4 dan manusia itu kakinya 2, hahaha. belom lagi push up rame-rame bareng GEA dan TERRA. alhamdulillah sebagian besar massa terlihat antusias, seneng banget tiap ngeliat himpunan rame dan yel-yel dengan semangat =) seneng juga ngeliat tiap kali obor itu dioper dari satu himpunan ke himpunan yang lain, ngeliat smangat persahabatan yang mereka bawa dengan cara mereka masing-masing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nita sebagai kasubdiv relay obor was AWESOME. pengalaman sebagai korlap wisuda, keamanan PMB dan manager kongres nampaknya sangat berguna bagi si aktivis satu ini, karena dia punya skill lapangan yang bagus, dan pandai berinteraksi sama anak2 himpunan (saking gaulnya, ga mungkin di tiap himpunan ga ada yg dia kenal, hahahaha). dengan staf-staf yang sangat oke juga: Bhayuta, Tito, Andrea, Selly, Icha. Tito, salah satu orang yang paling membekas di otak saya sampai saat ini karena dia anak 2008 paling tengil yang pernah saya liat, tapi kerjanya gak kalah sama anak 2006/2007. Juga Andrea yang rajin dan jago ngibarin bendera, nice work =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windy, Yae, Ayu, Farhan, Vendo, dan Rani puts a GREAT EFFORT for the performance.. entah apasaja yang sudah dikorbankan, HASILNYA LUAR BIASA! sayang ayu dan vendo gak bisa datang opening karena UJIAN (FTMD SUCKS!) tapi overall.. can't talk more. they are great. sampai-sampai pas mereka perform saya cuman bisa berdiri, diem, megang HT di tangan kanan dan teklap di tangan kiri sambil nutupin mulut saya yang gak bisa berhenti nyengir saking ter-impressed nya... dan hujan itu, seperti kata tika: blessing in disguise. they all looks dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin saya cerita aja dari awal opening kali ya. panik banget gara-gara cakra dan aul blm dateng sampa jam setengah 5 apa jam 5 kurang gitu, stres abis. Ona susah ditemukan. Farhan dan Windy alhamdulillah udah standby terus jadi gampang dicari. pokoknya hectic parah. artistik sempet belom beres. agak telat gitu sih, tapi untungnya semuanya beres pada waktu yang tepat (gue gak bilang ontime ya... tapi anyway, semua terselesaikan) ramda udah membereskan semua yang harus dia bereskan (untungnya punya wakadiv sahabat lo sendiri: gak usah dibilang juga dia tau dia harus ngapain, hahaa). cakra akhirnya bisa menemukan anak capoeira yang menghilang (taunya foto2, sial, bikin deg2an aja hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tepat saat saya melihat awal barisan kontingen di jalanan samping lapcin, dan saya udah mau nge HT ramda dan cakra untuk bilang kalo bentar lagi acara akan mulai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hujan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gak ada kata yang bisa ngegambarin perasaan saat itu. amburadul. semrawut. semua deskripsi kata berantakan. takut. takut semua berantakan. parah banget lah. saya dan cakra cuman bisa ketawa-ketawa stres sambil bilang 'hahaha, Tuhan lagi becanda nih sama kita.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi saya inget apa yang udah saya bilang kemaren pas gladi: the show must go on. toh akhirnya saya tetap memulai acara dengan pemikiran &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'yaudahlahya, lagian kan ada teknologi yang namanya PAYUNG!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pembukaan dari pak joko dan shana berjalan mulus. terharu liat para dekan masih bertahan di kursinya dengan ber payung ria :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada satu acara yang di cut, pemutaran video. sayang banget sebnernya, dengan effort saya dan ramda ngedit kayak 3 hari gak  pulang ke rumah gitu, huhuhu. tapi masih ada kesempatan lain, dan kesedihan itu terbayar dengan kesuksesan acara. tapi infocusnya jadi sayaang huhuhuhu =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk lah ke acara yang paling bikin degdegan: performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua terlihat keren: Mahatronic Saxoperimento, UBG, PS, Capoeira, Parkour, TPB SR. cakra, ramda dan saya berhasil mengontrol semuanya dengan baik. sampe sempet-sempetnya cakra ngomong pake HT: 'weis gila liat himpunan gue mukanya pada girang semua tuh liat cewe-cewe SR' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya stuck di samping sound, ngeliatin betapa kerennya performance saat itu, dengan aplaus di seluruh penjuru lapangan basket CC. dan saya baru menyadari: yang nonton banyak abis. senengnya gak kira-kira. mereka semua rela desek-desekan di tribun, berdiri pake payung dan gak beranjak, ngeliat hasil kerja keras kita semua selama 4 bulan terakhir, dan mereka senang. itu udah lebih dari cukup untuk ngebayar semua yang udah saya dan staf-staf saya korbanin 4 bulan terakhir ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a great feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dilanjut dengan pembacaan janji atlet: terimakasih buat aul yang sudah membuat janji atlet dengan kegombalan tingkat dewa, hahaha. makasih juga buat Topo dan Arlene yang menerima tawaran super mendadak ini =) you guys help me a lot. Topo, semangat ya UASnya! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk ke prosesi penyalaan obor. terimakasih banyak buat Atis, Priska dan Aziz yang udah ngebantu banget buat acara ini. Kapan lagi coba ngeliat Pak Joko, Shana, dan Adit nyalain obor olimpiade bareng-bareng?&lt;br /&gt;Adit's speech was good. and the greatest part was salam ganesha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adit memimpin salam ganesha ke seluruh audiens yang ada di lapangan basket CC. semua orang berdiri dan melakukan salam ganesha, bahkan Pak Joko dan para dekan juga ikutan. sumpah. kejadian langka. pertama kali saya alamin di ITB. kalo bahasa dangdutnya, 'menggetarkan hati'. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan berakhirlah rangkaian acara opening itu. dan ohmaigad, setelah bubar banyak yang foto-foto dong di depan obornya =)) and there goes my second best part: semua temen-temen saya dateng nyamperin saya, meluk, tos-tosan, nyalamin tangan saya dan bilang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Selamat Rey, acara ini keren banget"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan itu udah cukup buat bikin saya senyum-senyum semaleman (sampai detik ini juga malah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farin sebagai MC sangat Ok, berhasil berimprovisasi dengan baik saat janji atletnya gak ada yg ikutan baca. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Cakra, stage manager saya yang childish dan tengil banget, tapi bekerja dengan rajin dan baik.&lt;br /&gt;Ramda, super wakadiv merangkap sahabat terbaik saya, ohmaigad, udah gak tau lagi deh harus memuji kayak apa lagi. kk paling thebest lah, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;dan buat smua anak opclose yang walaupun gak ada gawe lapangan tapi tetep dateng: vina, rhai, atis.. thanks alot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan juga, terimakasih buat semua supporting system kita:&lt;br /&gt;keuangan, makasih uangnya, maaf infocusnya jadi ga bisa dipake =(&lt;br /&gt;logistik, nilai 10 buat kalian. sigap dan rajin. semoga Tuhan memberkati kalian semua. makasih banget buat mizwar yang kooperatif banget dan penyabar. jangan bosen-bosen kerja sama opclose :D&lt;br /&gt;artistik, bikin deg-degan tapi obornya jadinya bagus!&lt;br /&gt;konsumsi, maaf jarang kontek-kontekan, tapi terimakasih sudah membuat kita semua kenyang =)&lt;br /&gt;perizinan, makasih banget udah membantu buat segala urusan baik yang dari jauh hari maupun dadakan, juga support moral yang cukup banyak dari ardhan =D&lt;br /&gt;publikasi, thanks for the effort, banyak yang dateng.. =D&lt;br /&gt;dokumentasi, makasihhh banget juga udah bareng bareng kita dari relay sampe sekarang (walaupun kalian sempat melakukan ksalahan teknis yang membuat editor agak emosi, hehe). kalian semua hebat dan kompak. keep up the good work =)&lt;br /&gt;humas, kalian hebat! sangat membantu pas relay dan opening. makasih juga nadia dan dara yang udah ngasih support teknis dan moral ke opclose... tetap smangat!&lt;br /&gt;keamanan, ayo latian lagi! masih ada waktu buat belajar, tapi makasih udah bantuin terus =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makasih buat smua kadep: aziz, andra, baskoro, gini, afiga, ghulam (teman bolos studioku!hahaha),sasky, dan ipik; sekretaris: sabrina, cio, dan afira; juga tika (makasih udah jadi buffer curhat segala rupa, hehe), ivan (makasih buat banyak bantuan informal: toa dan bantuin ngasihin makan anak2, hoho) dan adit.&lt;br /&gt;anak-anak yang divisinya gak begitu terkait tapi masih memberikan dukungan: komdis, pertandingan, medik (aldi rajiinn. makasih banget sering dateng ke acara nya opclose :D), produksi, pra olim, non pertandingan&lt;br /&gt;juga shana, zandi, bobby, arvi (menteri senbudku tercinta) dan banyak anak kabinet yang nggak bisa disebutin satu-satu&lt;br /&gt;anak-anak LFM yang udah dateng dan mensupport saya dengan cara yang aneh (ngecie-ciein pas gue lagi lari-lari di lapangan, aneh betul, hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;dan semua temen-temen saya di IMA-G dan seluruh ITB yang udah datang dan meramaikan ;)&lt;br /&gt;juga para performer yang luar biasa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang udah membantu secara langsung maupun gak langsung,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doakan closing bisa lebih sukses =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-3872249468094588360?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3872249468094588360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3872249468094588360' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3872249468094588360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3872249468094588360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/01/blessing-in-disguise.html' title='blessing in disguise'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-4932322230371338720</id><published>2009-01-03T03:13:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:16:09.114+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>syukur</title><content type='html'>Tuhan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terimakasih sudah memberikan saya sahabat-sahabat yang baik,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga rahmat-Mu selalu menyertai mereka,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan Engkau senantiasa mengampuni dosa mereka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga mereka mendapatkan yang terbaik untuk mereka,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan balasan terbaik atas segala kebaikan yang mereka lakukan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan segala apa yang mereka korbankan untuk saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan, tolong kabulkan doa saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terimakasih :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know who you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and thank you for still being my best friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sahabat semakin susah dicari di dunia sialan ini.&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/9023453375671871422-4932322230371338720?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8787499250415449799</id><published>2009-01-02T22:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:18:02.680+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the other side'/><title type='text'>masa muda</title><content type='html'>rindu aku akan masa muda,&lt;br /&gt;mengenang euforia terbalut jaket biru menyara&lt;br /&gt;berlari menyeruak langit jingga&lt;br /&gt;semarakkan dengan lantangnya "jaya gunadharma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu aku akan masa muda,&lt;br /&gt;dengan tawa gila para prakasa,&lt;br /&gt;membahana di seluruh penjuru bumi ganesha&lt;br /&gt;yang dulu membuat mereka iri pada kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu aku akan masa muda,&lt;br /&gt;menjelajah bandung hingga ujung timurnya&lt;br /&gt;bertindak semaunya, semua sesuka hati kita&lt;br /&gt;dan menutup panjangnya hari dengan tawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin dunia sudah berbeda,&lt;br /&gt;kita juga bertambah tua&lt;br /&gt;dangkal pikiran sudah tak bisa jadi alasan,&lt;br /&gt;dan menjadi dewasa sudah menjadi keharusan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin dunia sudah berbeda,&lt;br /&gt;masalah tak akan selesai hanya dihadapi dengan tawa&lt;br /&gt;tulus persahabatan bisa hilang entah kemana,&lt;br /&gt;terkubur skeptisisme atas kerasnya dunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, keluhan ini tak usah kubuat terlalu panjang&lt;br /&gt;sudah tiba waktuku untuk berjuang&lt;br /&gt;memang begini adanya,&lt;br /&gt;telah habis waktu untuk bercanda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8787499250415449799?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8787499250415449799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8787499250415449799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8787499250415449799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8787499250415449799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/01/masa-muda.html' title='masa muda'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-2197254238562388449</id><published>2009-01-01T14:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:00:01.269+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>malam pergantian tahun tahun ini saya habiskan dengan teman2 saya di rumah wiwid (yang emang selalu jadi basecamp anak2 capoeira, hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada 17an orang yang ikut, bayar 20rb tapi NAMPOL! semaleman makaann mulu kerjaannya, hehehe. saya, epo, ayu dan rizki bertindak jadi superchef, hahaha. kerjaannya cuman ngudek2 arang, balik2 daging sama ayam, ngebumbuin. ga tau enak apa ngga. yang terima beres doang ga usah protes lah, hahaha. tapi senang jg sempet dipuji sama dea, katanya ayamnya enak (dan menuai beberapa protes lain seperti 'woi dalemnya masih berdarah2!' ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyataaa memasak itu menyenangkan! =)) jadi pengen jago masak.. tapi males belajarnya.. hehhe. anyway, smalem dimeriahkan dengan adu gombal (gara2 gue baru nonton xman - acara korea yang lomba gombal2an dan gombalannya shit banget, hahahaha). dilanjutkan dengan adu pengetahuan ttg lagu alay (dan gak ada yg bisa ngalahin gue, hahahah. merasa bangga ceunah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menjelang jam 12, kita naik ke atap dan menikmati kembang api tetangga yang heboh, lumayan ngirit, hahahaha. seneng liat pemandangan kota bandung dengan ledakan kembang api disanasini =)) abis itu, kita sama2 make a wish buat 2009. ada beberapa yang agak2 menusuk hati, kayak vendo yang bilang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"gue harap kalian bisa jadi tmen gue seterusnya"&lt;/span&gt;, dan si boker yang bilang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"semoga kita mati dalam keadaan muslim dan masuk surga"&lt;/span&gt;. wew. wish gue sendiri standar, akademik yang baik dan sbagainya lah. plus olimpiade yang sukses, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi dipikir2 lagi, kok gue nggak ngerasa ada sesuatu yang harus gue capai di 2009 ya? i mean sampe skarang gue belom punya sbuah resolusi yang bikin gue sreg. yah, tapi kan sbenernya resolusi jg bukan sbuah hal yang wajib. tapi mungkin bisa gue tulis di sini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bisa macaco + esdobrado. hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. memiliki IP yang tetep stabil, kalo bisa ya nyampe IPK cumlaude *AMIIINNN huhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. pengharapan paling silly (tapi yaudahlahya namanya jg ngarep), semoga ketemu mr. right (tapi kalo gak taun ini jg gpp sih, daripada salah orang, hahahaha. shit lah kok jadi galau gini sih)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah siah ga kepikiran lagi =p. baiklah. mari kita sambut tahun 2009 ini dengan smangat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ayo kembali ke realita, belom belajar utilitas, blom ngerjain laporan utilitas, belom punya bahan perkot, dan opening olimpiade adalah tanggal 9januari. HORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-2197254238562388449?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/2197254238562388449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=2197254238562388449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2197254238562388449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/2197254238562388449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-738534505732612083</id><published>2008-12-28T13:49:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T14:27:11.219+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everydays'/><title type='text'>jakarta and being normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 0 - kamis 251208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pergi jalan2 sama rani ke PVJ. ntn 'takut' dan bener2 ketakutan di bioskop. hahahaha. pas lagi jalan2 tiba2 bunda nelpon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'kamu besok jadi ke jakarta... KAN?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit. saya lupa janji bodoh itu ternyata masih ditagih jg sm si nyokap. dan saya cmn bilang, 'aduh gak tau mah, kayaknya nggak deh..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi pas pulang jadi kepikiran. apa sih yang harus dikerjain? belajar perkot, utilitas, tugas utilitas, olim, oh well. panitia inti jg smuanya pada cabs ke jakarta, huh. why can't i? lagian jg besoknya ada reunian SD.. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah diskusi sama tika dan ramda, dikasih restu untuk pulang k jkt dengan syarat pulang hari senen. sip. sepertinya saya bakal pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah magrib, online dan yman. tiba2 cakra memberi inspirasi buat pulang pake kereta... hmmm menarik juga. akhirnya ngecek jadwal kereta. memutuskan buat pulang ke jakarta naek kereta dan turun di stasiun jatinegara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 1 - jumat261208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paginya dianter ke stasiun sama si om. pengalaman pertama naik kereta sendirian. deg2an juga. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk ke gerbong dan sepiiiii banget. sumpah damai banget. agak ngerasa amazed, karena terakhir kali saya naek kereta itu pas saya baru beres USM ITB. lama bgt kan? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;melihat pemandangan sawah hijau yang terlupakan oleh beton beton cipularang. menikmati lamanya perjalanan, setelah sekian lama naek travel mulu gara2 pengennya cepet2 sampe. ternyata menikmati perjalanan itu memang menyenangkan. bisa berkhayal macem2... dan tidur.&lt;br /&gt;jadwal sampai kereta saya sekitar setengah 2, berarti kalo mau turun di jatinegara harusnya turun jam 1.15an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekitar jam 12 cakra sms saya ngingetin biar saya nggak kebablasan sampai gambir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... dan gak guna karena saya ketiduran dengan sangat pulaassss (sumpah tidur di kereta itu ENAK BANGET. cobalah pake argo gede.) dan bablas sampe gambir. bangun2 udah stasiun manggarai. hauhahaha. sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari itu nita ngabarin kayaknya pengen ntn GPMB hari sabtu. jadi pengen ntn juga, hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ketemu sama anak2 di fc gading 3 abis magrib. ternyata rame juga.. woww seru banget lah :D semua orang udah berubah. udah pada jago dandan smua.. hahaha. nadine yang dulu kribo tiba2 rambutnya lurus. udah pada cantik dan ganteng lah ya. haha. ngomongin aib masa SD, dari si anu yang suka ngiler sampe yang boker di celana. arver, adit, hape, fuad jadi most wanted people hari itu, tapi sayang banget mereka nggak dateng. huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaget juga ngeliat chovy yang ternyata anak SR, sial, ga pernah nyadar kalo di kampus. dan ternyata beliau adalah pelaku pemukulan terhadap adek nim saya pas wisuda, sialan. hahaha. akhirnya ngobrol2 dan cerita2 ribut sama chovy dan yudha (geng itb, novian ga ikutan soalnya blom himpunan hahahah ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya ngobrol2 dan foto2 sampe jam 10.30an, trus saya pulang karena udah dicariin nyokap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 2 - sabtu271208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah janjian untuk melakukan proyek bego: nonton di buaran teater*. hahahaha. skalian minta ditemenin buat pergi ke GPMB juga, biar ada temen pulangnya. sebelum pergi udh diamanahi sama nyokap: 'cuci si jamie yang udah dekil bet itu. skalian isi bensinnya.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata, buaran teater itu tiketnya kayak karcis parkir.&lt;br /&gt;dan tempat duduknya ga pake nomer. bisa milih sendiri. mantep juga. hahahaha. kalo dipikir2, kalo bioskopnya rame bisa berantem tuh rebutan kursi. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;sambil nunggu jam muter film jalan2 di buaran plaza. merasa alay.&lt;br /&gt;nonton bolt. filmnya bagus. saya pake nangis segala. ya oloh. kenapa saya selalu nangis untuk adegan2 gak penting? doh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis ntn ke senayan. rencana mandiin jamie dibatalkan karena takut ujan (dan gak jadi ujan ternyata.. haha). MBWG maen jam set7. nyampe istora jam 6, mepet pisan. dan kita gak punya tiket. setelah menunaikan ibadah wajib (dengan perjuangan nyari sepatu yang luar biasa - musola udah kayak apaan ramenya) akhirnya saya nelpon nita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nit, gue sm cakra ga punya tiket. jebol aja apa? masuk lewat mana?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'lewat pintu A8. udah jebol aja.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kamipun berjalan dengan muka sok cool melewati satpam yang bertanya: 'mbak, capnya?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya: 'udah kok tadi mas' *kabur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan loloslah kami. hahahaha. lumayan lah ngirit 30rebu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MBWG was good. tapi kurang rapi di awal. tapi marching band yg laen keren2 banget. UGM dan UI bikin merinding. dan tiba2 kepikiran olimpiade oh tidaaakk. hahaha. jadi pengen cepet balik ke bandung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, beberapa orang bilang mereka liat saya di GPMB tapi saya ga bisa liat mereka. kenapa ya? jangan2 beda dimensi.. hahahha. seram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 3 - 281208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya menunaikan amanah si bunda juga.. nyuci si jamie nan dekil parah. hehehe. abis ini mo main ke apt una, mo jalan2 kayaknya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besok udah harus balik ke bandung. welcome back to reality, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, (menjelang) 3 hari di jakarta yang cukup menyenangkan. dan normal. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*buaran teater: bioskop yang ada di dpan komplek rmh saya. yang punya pak rt saya lho. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: saya dan cebi kmaren mencoba bales2an puisi, coba cek di&lt;a href="http://penyesalandatangbelakangan.blogspot.com/"&gt; sini&lt;/a&gt; (judulnya marathon, saya yang 'penentu arah') lagi sok sastrawati nihh hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-738534505732612083?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/738534505732612083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=738534505732612083' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/738534505732612083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/738534505732612083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2008/12/jakarta-and-being-normal.html' title='jakarta and being normal'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-7893105518513396247</id><published>2008-12-25T01:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:54:06.091+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundtracks'/><title type='text'>the day after tomorrow - saybia</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Please tell me why do birds&lt;br /&gt;sing when you're near me&lt;br /&gt;sing when you're close to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that I'm a fool&lt;br /&gt;for loving you deeply&lt;br /&gt;loving you secretly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I crash in my mind&lt;br /&gt;whenever you are near&lt;br /&gt;getting deaf, dumb and blind&lt;br /&gt;just drowning in despair&lt;br /&gt;I am lost in your flame&lt;br /&gt;it's burning like a sun&lt;br /&gt;and I call out your name&lt;br /&gt;the moment you are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me why can't I&lt;br /&gt;breathe when you're near me&lt;br /&gt;breathe when you're close to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, you know I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;in loving you deeply&lt;br /&gt;loving you secretly&lt;br /&gt;secretly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I crash in my mind&lt;br /&gt;whenever you are near&lt;br /&gt;getting deaf, dumb and blind&lt;br /&gt;just drowning in despair&lt;br /&gt;I am lost in your flame&lt;br /&gt;it's burning like a sun&lt;br /&gt;and I call out your name&lt;br /&gt;whenever you are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting deaf, dumb and blind&lt;br /&gt;just drowning in despair&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am lost in your flame&lt;br /&gt;it's burning like a sun&lt;br /&gt;and I call out your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;(say it all tomorrow) I'll tell it all tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;(say it all tomorrow) or the day after tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;(say it all today) I'm sure I'll tell you then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I crash in my mind&lt;br /&gt;whenever you are near&lt;br /&gt;The moment you are gone&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-7893105518513396247?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/7893105518513396247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=7893105518513396247' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7893105518513396247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7893105518513396247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-after-tomorrow-saybia.html' title='the day after tomorrow - saybia'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-8177945907177338018</id><published>2008-12-24T03:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:20:44.619+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><title type='text'>what if?</title><content type='html'>saya inget dulu alvin pernah bilang kalo kakaknya pernah bilang gini: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"semua itu indah pada saatnya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kata2 itu selalu teringat di pikiran saya, sampai detik ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm talking about boys.. kata2 itu bener2 bisa mentrigger saya untuk menemukan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the right man at the right time&lt;/span&gt;. entah siapa, entah kapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi setelah saya melihat ini dari sisi lain, saya baru sadar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu kan keadaan idealnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but what if there's a right man at the wrong time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or the wrong man at the right time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mending yang mana coba?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-8177945907177338018?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/8177945907177338018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=8177945907177338018' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8177945907177338018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/8177945907177338018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-if.html' title='what if?'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-1218165373612226590</id><published>2008-12-22T18:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:42:22.779+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentang hidup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>2008 oh well..</title><content type='html'>laporan akhir tahun 2008. akhirnya harus dibuat jg. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mulai dari mana ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hal terfenomenal yang terjadi pada saya tahun ini mungkin adalah make kerudung. huahauha. hal yang paling dipertanyakan sama hampir seluruh masyarakat ITB. reaksinya pun sungguh beragam dari yang 'wah alhamdulillah rey, smoga istiqamah', sampe ada yang ngomong 'heh? ngapain lo pake jilbab rey? kayak orang munafik tauk.' huahahahhaha. tapi ya apapun yg orang katakan terserah mereka lah ya, toh kadang2 yg dibilang jg dangkal. konyol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesan2 gue setelah hampir setahun berjilbab, hmm. biasa aja. pewe2 aja. malah jadi jarang sisiran.. hahaha. dan agak menantang gue dalam pemilihan baju, soalnya agak lebih ribet daripada pas belom make, tapi disitu tantangannya! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secara akademik, ya gitu2 aja. semester 4 dilalui dengan sangat mulus sampe2 dibeliin jamtangan dan iPod sama nyokap *yeah! hehehe* tapi semester 5 terasa begitu hambar. aneh. studionya nggak semangat.. mungkin karena efek jenuh (udah tingkat 3) dan dosen yang jarang asistensi, juga karena bbrp faktor eksternal yang akan saya ceritakan nanti. semester 5 ini saya ngambil 2 mata kuliah dari luar arsi, yang 1 Perancangan Kota (3sks) dari plano yang berakhir tragis karena apalannya banyak gila, nggak banget lah pokoknya. UTS saya dapet 47. huahauhua. UAS nya wallahu alam. tapi untuk yg 1 ini saya udah rela dapet C, peduli amat ah. yang 1 lagi Psikologi Desain Interior (2sks) yang wujudnya ternyata kayak PSSR fusion perancangan = bosen gila.. ga pernah ga tidur kalo kuliah itu. hahaha. selebihnya mata kuliah wajib arsi, dan PLBB terasa begitu membosankan juga.. tapi sebenarnya ada 1 nilai yang bisa saya ambil dari kuliah itu: jadilah arsitek yang berintegritas. hahaha. tapak dan utilitas berjalan menyenangkan ;) doain aja UAS saya utilitas dan perkot ini bisa lancar, at least IP bisa selamat.. huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beralih ke LFM.. saya malah jarang ada di LFM saat LFM lagi butuh saya sebagai BPK. ternyata BPK adalah amanah yang sangat berat bagi saya. dulu saya terima karena saya emang sering banget ada di LFM, tapi sekarang situasinya beda.. dengan saya yg sibuk di olimpiade, pastinya ini jadi keteteran dan saya juga jadi jarang di LFM.. tapi gimanapun juga saya nyempetin dateng ke LFM walopun cuman bentar, tapi seringan buat ngancut sm temen2 saya dibanding ngeBPK, yaudahlahya yang penting menghibur, hahahaha. selebihnya organisasi lain ya gitu2 aja. IMA-G aktif seadanya *walaupun dari sini saya dapet link untuk menghubungi kecengan, cihuy ;p* , capoeira juga biasa2 aja. November kmaren saya baru batizado (acara kenaikan sabuk gitu, hehe) dan itu agak2 sibuk dan menguras tenaga dan uang.. jadi terpaksa bolos kuliah 3 hari berturut2. huhuhu. awalnya mikir "ah gapapalah bolos skali2 ini.." dan ternyata saya jadi ketagihan sodara2, uahauhau. jadi pesan moralnya: jangan pernah bolos! bikin ketagihan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejadian menarik berikutnya, INKM 2008. hehehe. semenarik PMB 2007 dgn bumbu yang beda ;p disini saya menjabat sebagai sekretaris OHU (yang gak dateng INKM gara2 ekskursi, bangkeeeee!) dan pendiklat keamanan a.k.a. bramakarta. banyak kejadian seru, terutama konflik OHU - INKM yang benci tapi rindu (gabung salah pisah salah, teserah lo deh maunya apa pokoknya alur materi yg gue jelasin udah bener, bangke). sekian banyak forsil yang saya ikutin cukup ngelatih kesabaran saya (yang akhirnya mengeluarkan emosi meledak2 dengan cara ketawa miris). plus, tentunya tambah banyak temaan :) alhamdulillah OHU nya sukses sampe masuk koran, hehehe. saya senang. pokoknya banyak pembelajaran (dalam konteks serius) yang saya dapet disini. makasih buat smua temen2 dan massa kampus yang udah support saya di INKM 2008 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ekskursi bali, hal paling menyenangkan taun ini! walopun misi sucinya adalah untuk kepentingan akademis, tetep aja akhirnya berujung dengan foto2 dan hura2. huahauhau. saya adalah salah satu ketua kelompok pembelot yang ngejebol jam malam (dan akhirnya korlapnya juga ngejebol jam malem juga kok hari2 terakhir, hahaha). jalan2 di pantai malam2, foto2, ke ubud, dan banyak tempat2 yang keren. tempat paling keren yang saya kunjungin waktu itu adlaah pura uluwatu, agak serem sih gara2 banyak monyetnya, tapi viewnya keren gila... parah! ga bisa dijelasin. hehe. sayang waktu ke bali saya nggak sempet ke tanah lot. sempet ngerasain sunset sambil makan di segara (haha gaya banget), dan saat itu lagi closing INKM, sial. hahaha. dan ngerjain laporannya rasanya males gila, untung sekelompok sama aya yg rajin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lanjut. olimpiade v km itb. entah gimana ceritanya, tiba2 saya diangkat menjadi ketua divisi opening closing. mejik. yah sbenernya sih cuman diawali keinginan pengen bikin ssuatu yang 'festive' di ITB, dan kayaknya pas gue pikir jadi opclos olim oke juga. eh ternyata di acc sama mbak sasky dan bos adit.. alhamdulillah. hahaha. akhirnya saya pun ngerekrut teman2 kepercayaan saya utk jadi staff andalan opclose, dan alhamdulillah mereka kinerjanya sangat memuaskan (walopun pas rapat ga prnah serius, ga paham deh gue, hahaha). doain aja buat tanggal 9 januari 2009 smuanya lancar ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman2 saya, masih sama gilanya. cuman entah kenapa tiba2 periode oktober-november KOK BANYAK BANGET YA YANG JADIAN.. akhirnya yang sisa di arsi tinggal gue sama nita. ampas. dan untungnya kami punya cara pelarian yang cukup classy: jadi orang sibuk. hahaha. sebenernya kalo dibilang 'kemana aja lo rey kok sibuk mulu sih?' bisa aja gue jawab 'ya gara2 elu juga pacaran mulu, hahaha'. ;p untungnya temen2 di LFM masih pada jomblo smua jadi kita masih sering melakukan hal2 bodoh bersama, hehehe. temen2 baru di olim juga cukup menyenangkan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kehidupan percintaan? hmm. taun ini baru ngerasa ada sebuah titik balik yang berarti, yang anehnya muncul dengan metode disakiti. huahahaha. setelah putus sama mantan saya yang terakhir, saya sempet deket sama orang, sebut saja si X. and i thought he could be the ONE that i ever wanted. kecuali 1 hal yang jadi penghalang: doi KRISTEN.&lt;br /&gt;huahahahhaha. serasa mengulang kesalahan lama si nyokap. lucu. tapi ironis. dan akhirnya si doi cabs begitu saja meninggalkan saya, dan saya smpet sakit hati gila. tapi setelah itu logika saya bisa bekerja normal. at least, saya jadi tau yang saya mau dan si mas itu jadi menaikkan standar cowo buat saya (pasang standar tinggi2 tapi guenya juga sampah, hahaha ;p). setelah akhirnya saya moved on dari si orang ini (dan dia juga sudah jadian dengan orang yg seiman :)) , akhirnya malah jadi males berurusan sama cinta2an sial itu. hohoho. niatnya sih nunggu beres olimpiade, biar tidak terdistract dan fokus ngerjain olim ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, mungkin buat saya, 2008 ya segitu aja dulu. intinya sih tahun ini biasa2 aja, cukup banyak pembelajaran, dan seperti biasa, semoga 2009 lebih baik.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i want to grow up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-1218165373612226590?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/1218165373612226590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=1218165373612226590' title='4 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>untuk yang udah ngebantuin gue gambar, ngewarnain cat air, yang nggak pernah judes balik kalo gue judesin, yang peduli sama gue sebagai teman yang tulus dan ikhlas, untuk nyokap yang nerima keluh kesah ketakutan gue ga lulus studio dengan sabar dan tidak marah2, dan yang sukses membuat gue tertawa di saat bad mood gila gilaan. makasihhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;angkat kepala, jalan lagi ke depan,&lt;br /&gt;senyum lebar dong tentunya,&lt;br /&gt;as the 'reytia' i used to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-3808360611120892292?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/3808360611120892292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=3808360611120892292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3808360611120892292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/3808360611120892292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2008/12/terimakasih.html' title='terimakasih ...'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yD3GNKcuDf0/Sy2VActuhYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bgBSBxj2-J8/S220/n615589280_1409436_2666368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023453375671871422.post-7920285538324858582</id><published>2008-12-01T22:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:37:46.509+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelampiasan isi otak'/><title type='text'>hahaha</title><content type='html'>sepet teruuus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situ juga sampah, yeyeyey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9023453375671871422-7920285538324858582?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/feeds/7920285538324858582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=7920285538324858582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7920285538324858582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/7920285538324858582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahaha.html' title='hahaha'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you can be really friendly and affectionate to those people you trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bener banget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quick minded and can act audaciously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mayan bener. walaupun sering menghasilkan keputusan bodoh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a person who would follow ideals with passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yoi dong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You possess sensitivity and flashes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;err artinya apa ya? bahasa inggris gue cupu berat gini ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can make calm calculation and come up with objective theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bisa banget... kalo lagi bener otak gue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also tactful negotiator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not really, haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be rather strong headed, but really, you are naturally a good person and natured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;used to be a strong headed person, tapi skarang cenderung banyak ngalah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can flirt to attract men to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not sure. udah lewat lah itu masa centil2 gajelas. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are woman of both brains and beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;harusnya sih... *then you know what it means, hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy the process of creating things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sangat sangat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will concentrate hard and will put great effort while tackling it, but once finished you can easily lose interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngga juga sih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hand over your accomplishments to others, and then start creating new one again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;harusnya sih begitu, tapi ga punya skill apa2 loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Although you can be argumentative, you dislike complicated matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah, K.I.S.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore you tend to dispose a matter easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dislike ordinary things, and will end up doing things that surprise people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will not turn out an ordinary housewife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sangat betul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should stay working in an environment where you can enjoy your freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BETUUULLL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your down-to-earth type of character attracts lots of men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ada yang pernah bilang begitu.. hahaha. tapi one man. gak 'lots of' juga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But because you have high ideals, you tend to lose the opportunity, and get passed the marriage age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...just don't know what to say because this last silly statemend has a BIG BIG BIG tendency to be REAL... hahahahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; anjriiiiitttttt!!!!&lt;/span&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/9023453375671871422-7836844537375341759?l=dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com' alt='' 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9023453375671871422&amp;postID=6492562526263485184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6492562526263485184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9023453375671871422/posts/default/6492562526263485184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dyingtobegorgeous.blogspot.com/2008/11/mencak-mencak.html' title='mencak mencak'/><author><name>reytia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07370123565390602639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' 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