<?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-3939722956504878113</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:04:53.938-08:00</updated><category term='sekilas info'/><category term='KPP'/><category term='hair accessories'/><category term='an inspiration to share'/><category term='day by day'/><category term='movie and book review'/><category term='pajak'/><category term='evita peroni'/><category term='my testimonial'/><category term='NPWP'/><category term='chinese'/><category term='aktivitas sekolah minggu'/><title type='text'>Miscellaneous Days</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-986246394438772744</id><published>2012-02-11T07:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T07:41:14.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underworld Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0HLhnHD-Vo/TzaMD-htIiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JKeBHw1OOYc/s1600/120111153704_Underworld-Awakening3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0HLhnHD-Vo/TzaMD-htIiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JKeBHw1OOYc/s320/120111153704_Underworld-Awakening3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707903577690546722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no certain expectation to watch this movie. I knew this movie is about the war between werewolf (or they call it Lycan) and vampire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The second the movie began I feel so gloomy seeing monochromatic (or almost) colors and .... bloods for each minute. I already being tired for weeks and watched this movie makes my soul even more tired. I find this movie is so meaningless.. (Saw Movie even has one) but in this movie, please tell me some meaning? Some lessons I could take? The least I could possibly make it as a lesson is maybe "It's worth dying for", the sentence Selene said when one vampire tried to save Ava from kidnapping?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did not watch the first and second movie, and suddenly I was watching Underworld, the Awakening. For sure I don't want to watch this Underworld sequel anymore. Sigh (again!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-986246394438772744?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/986246394438772744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=986246394438772744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/986246394438772744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/986246394438772744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2012/02/underworld-review.html' title='Underworld Review'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0HLhnHD-Vo/TzaMD-htIiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JKeBHw1OOYc/s72-c/120111153704_Underworld-Awakening3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-909062106660577755</id><published>2012-02-11T07:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T07:30:35.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Chrome Won't Open Gmail?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_zEI38jga0/TzaJiwjvGhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gGpETC7OCTM/s1600/uplod.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_zEI38jga0/TzaJiwjvGhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gGpETC7OCTM/s200/uplod.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707900807982029330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called stupid. Sigh. I have to write my blog in Opera because I can't sign in into blogspot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-909062106660577755?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/909062106660577755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=909062106660577755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/909062106660577755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/909062106660577755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2012/02/google-chrome-wont-open-gmail.html' title='Google Chrome Won&apos;t Open Gmail?'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_zEI38jga0/TzaJiwjvGhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gGpETC7OCTM/s72-c/uplod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-7468748535826913537</id><published>2012-02-03T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T09:32:21.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Diminishing (UnSatisfactory) Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Budi sangat suka makan es krim Bing Rae dari Korea. Dia membeli 10 buah.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Es krim pertama sangat lezaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatttttttttt&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Es krim kedua sangat lezaaaaattt&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Es krim ketiga lumayan lezatt&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Es krim keempat mulai terasa kenyang&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Es krim kelima mulai agag memaksakan diri&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Es krim keenam sangat memaksakan diri&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Es krim ketujuh… Bahkan sebelum memakannya sudah dilempar ke tempat sampah!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Masih ingat dengan hukum kepuasan ekonomi? Diminishing satisfactory law or whatever it is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sesuatu yang meski kau sukai kalo didapatkan/dikerjakan terus menerus memang pertama kalinya terasa menyenangkan, tetapi sampai suatu saat juga akan mencapai titik jenuh dan bahkan kau tidak ingin berbalik kembali.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jadi tidak mengherankan bila sampai saat ini, meski awalnya saya bisa menunjukkan rasa antusiasme yang lumayan , sayangnya saat ini saya tidak ingin berurusan lagi dengan audit. &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &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/3939722956504878113-7468748535826913537?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7468748535826913537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=7468748535826913537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/7468748535826913537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/7468748535826913537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2012/02/diminishing-unsatisfactory-law.html' title='The Diminishing (UnSatisfactory) Law'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-5374026625078421836</id><published>2012-02-02T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T01:42:58.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An auditor's days and night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Being Big4 Accounting Firm’s auditor is part most people’s dream job. But how about me? Unfortunately, here I am, writing this in my working hours. I feel terribly sleepy today, getting to the library and try to steal some sleep. Gosh, how I long for a nap so badly!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I knew currently, the new year has just passed, which means the busy season already came. Actually this is my first year becoming auditor. They say, the first year is the hardest part (--in marriage), but I have no intention marrying my job. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Frankly, I don’t totally hate accounting. What I hate is sleepless night. And the worst part of wanting to sleep but can’t. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Audit is good point to start – if you are majoring in accountancy – like me. But I contemplate recently, where I’m heading to the next step after all of these? I still want to be a fashion designer, but still haven’t made any dress yet. Sigh---&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I guessed, right now, I still have not so many option where I’m heading to. I just have to live it, work it and even though sometimes I want to bang my notebook so badly,, I have to enjoy it for a while&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cut------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gotta back to work, otherwise, my boss will kill me if he found out what I'm doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-5374026625078421836?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5374026625078421836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=5374026625078421836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/5374026625078421836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/5374026625078421836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2012/02/auditors-days-and-night.html' title='An auditor&apos;s days and night'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-9105363200781919866</id><published>2011-08-31T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T06:59:16.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie and book review'/><title type='text'>Tuck Everlasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omr5FLD2kX4/Tl47rA5H8xI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3h59_VzBjts/s1600/2002-tuck_everlasting-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omr5FLD2kX4/Tl47rA5H8xI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3h59_VzBjts/s320/2002-tuck_everlasting-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647016592929190674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally I watched Tuck Everlasting, here's some quotes from the movie :&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Do not fear death, but rather the unlived life. You don't have to live forever. You just have to live~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I know this is so old movie, 2002, huuhh? The reason I want to watch this movie is because of Alexis Bledel and its review in Gogirl somewhen,, I don't quite remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Overall, I think this movie is sweet despite not so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt; happy-ending story, definetely I will watch it again *if I have time to*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Anyway, the movie cover just remind me to Keira Knightley's Pride and Prejudice. Seems so alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BBIG-7RxFrk/Tl49OGc_rpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1AAsewkSVb4/s200/pride-and-prejudice-poster-300.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647018295228870290" /&gt;&lt;right&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie also filmed based on the book by Natalie Babbit. *I wanna but*, hopefully there's Indonesian version :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/right&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-9105363200781919866?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/9105363200781919866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=9105363200781919866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/9105363200781919866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/9105363200781919866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2011/08/tuck-everlasting.html' title='Tuck Everlasting'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omr5FLD2kX4/Tl47rA5H8xI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3h59_VzBjts/s72-c/2002-tuck_everlasting-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-7207810001188003863</id><published>2011-08-30T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T00:20:41.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspiration to share'/><title type='text'>what's written on my diary - part 2</title><content type='html'>Mungkin kita semua berpisah bukan untuk saling bersedih tetapi justru ini adalah kesempatan untuk mengembangkan diri dan melihat dunia.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys are good liar, but girls are good pretender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe we are still friends until now because you can stand the worst of me and faithfully wait me being my best and so do I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully everything runs well. God bless my exam so I won't cheat please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to stay away from temptation, you should have God between you and your sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't lie to your loved ones. The truth hurts for a little while, but lies hurt forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone doesn't tell you something, doesn't mean he's lying. Ask yourself first: Are you a good listener?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are worried too much about future that we don't know anything about what God will give us in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't always need to know where we are going as long as we know whom we are following. God is in control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you couldn't be grateful of what you are then that means you won't be able to be grateful even if you have more~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tidak semua yang berkilau itu emas dan tidak semua yang pudar itu karat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waktulah yang menguji segalanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faith is not hope for the things you've already see. Faith is hoping for the things you haven't seen patiently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kau tidak bisa membahagiakan semua orang tapi kau bisa membahagiakan dirimu sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've forgotten the way I live without God because frankly how could anyone remember what they see when they are walking in the darkness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the part of my past, but you'll never be a part of my future. I knew it, I realized it, but the hardest thing is to admit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing stays bad forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open up your mind and see like Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because a problem is common doesn't make it any less painful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Active listening = the only thing needed for effective psychotherapy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being big person means you can respect office boy in the office and vice president with the same way~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be yourself, cause no one do the better job being you than you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every adjective is relative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setiap orang yang kepadanya banyak diberi dari padanya akan banyak dituntut, dan kepada siapa yang banyak dipercayakan dari padanya akan lebih banyak dituntut. (Lukas 12 : 48b)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care about the result, God knows I've done my best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want a runaway, I need a solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Less emotional doesn't mean you should do pretentious act to be calm but to use your emotion at the right time and place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadilah padaku seperti yang Kau ingini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God take all my precious, my beloveds to remind me that I should rely only onto Him alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk by faith, not by sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behind every bad, lies every goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man jadda wajada - Siapa bersungguh-sungguh akan berhasil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lie is still a lie, no matter how much you want to believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it's meant to be, it will happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont' be afraid to let go of something. You may lose something good, but believe you may gain better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if the worst happen, I will still be alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perkataan perbuatan pikiran biarlah semuanya hanya untuk kemuliaan Tuhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if I experience the worst, I know I still have the best God, so I won't be desperate. Even if I experience the best, I know they come from God who know the best for me, so I may not be proud of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Respect everyone even you don't see their importance. It is not the cover God see, it's the content nobody would understand. Everyone is precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Different attitude will bring different world. People will see things within you the way you see them, so see them with best way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it's according to His will, the impossibles will be possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough is much better than excessive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waspadalah dan berjaga-jagalah. Lawanmu si iblis seperti singa mengaum-aum di sekelilingmu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are life lessons which you won't ever understand if you didn't undergo them. The fact you won't believe if you don't experience it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never a failure, always a lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God only puts us through as much as we can handle. So the people who struggle the most, have been chosen by God to be the strongest one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no constant life. Only constant changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anything you don't see doesn't mean they don't exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be distinctive, be critical.&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/3939722956504878113-7207810001188003863?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7207810001188003863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=7207810001188003863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/7207810001188003863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/7207810001188003863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-written-on-my-diary-part-2.html' title='what&apos;s written on my diary - part 2'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-5193105936501791115</id><published>2011-08-21T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T08:15:35.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspiration to share'/><title type='text'>what's written on my diary - part 1</title><content type='html'>Decided to throw away my diary, but I want to document some quotes before. Some are written by someone else or just quoted from anything. Some are originally written by me. But just enjoy them :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to find me in myself before I find you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either how good or how bad you are, people are still talking of you. So who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When life seems empty and bored, maybe you just forget the most important and precious - God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Segala yang kumiliki adalah sia-sia. Hanya Tuhan yang dapat mengisi kekosonganku dan di dalamNya jiwaku dipenuhi kembali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinta yang dewasa adalah mencintai Tuhan di atas segalanya. Cintamu kepada seseorang/sesuatu tidak boleh melampaui ataupun menyamai kasihmu kepada Tuhan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make your move before I'm gone. Because people change and hearts move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila memang hanya sebatas sahabat, mungkin juga itu yang terbaik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say life started at 20,30,40 or whatsoever. But the truth is life starts whenever you start to live in Jesus and let Him lead the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry, I didn't know love has an expiration date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing in this world lasts forever, even a friendship. &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/3939722956504878113-5193105936501791115?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5193105936501791115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=5193105936501791115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/5193105936501791115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/5193105936501791115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-written-on-my-diary.html' title='what&apos;s written on my diary - part 1'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-3879184199027782251</id><published>2011-07-08T23:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T23:55:14.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better have nothing and be happy</title><content type='html'>Banyak orang yang bilang, kalau belum berpenghasilan, harus berhati-hati dalam membelanjakan uang. Tettttttttttttttttttt. Salah besar. Menurutku, justru kalau sudah berpenghasilan harus tambah hati-hati dalam berbelanja.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi belakangan ini untuk urusan membereskan gudang itu diserahkan padaku. Tepatnya nggak ada yang mau beresin, dan karena gw orang yang paling berinisiatif, jadi gw deh yang beresin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan ditanya gimana capenya. Karena cuma sendirian dan banyak banget barangnya yang harus diberesin, jadinya untuk 3 minggu belom selesai juga. Maklum gw sibuk hari biasa *sibuk nganggur di kantor*...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ngeberesin gudang itu uda kayak film horor. Banyak banget barang ga berguna yang gw buang-buangin. Tepatnya lebih banyak barang keluar ketimbang barang yang gw putuskan untuk keep.&lt;br /&gt;DItambah lagi yang lebih scary, kertas-kertas lama uda pada dibelatungin dan jadi sarang larva entah apa namanya and tuh satu larva ada nemplok di tangan gw dan kayak menembus kulit gtu. KOntan gw jadi parno abis kalo-kalo tuh larva bisa masuk di tubuh gw and mendekomposisi badan gw, kan repott jadinya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadilah gw ambil baygon. Padahal gw tuh paling anti sama bau baygon. See??? Bisa bayangin kan gawatnya gudang di rumah itu? Nah pokoknya gw uda bersumpah. Gag bakalan membeli barang-barang ga dibutuhkan lagi. Karena barang-barang itu malah jadi beban buat diberesin dan bikin capek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better have nothing and be happy,, ketimbang have everything and become confused.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-3879184199027782251?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3879184199027782251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=3879184199027782251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/3879184199027782251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/3879184199027782251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2011/07/better-have-nothing-and-be-happy.html' title='Better have nothing and be happy'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-6798385524983310751</id><published>2011-04-10T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T08:03:39.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more of chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;像糖不是糖，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有圆也有方，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;帮你改错字，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;做工不怕脏&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-6798385524983310751?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6798385524983310751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=6798385524983310751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6798385524983310751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6798385524983310751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-of-chinese.html' title='more of chinese'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-2122241799768827686</id><published>2011-04-09T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T01:01:54.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese'/><title type='text'>males ngetik lagi untuk dapet voicenya,, so I posted what I've learned here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;远看山有色.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;近听水无声.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;春去话还在.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;人来鸟不惊.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;摇摇摇， 摇到外婆桥,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;外婆叫我好宝宝，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;问我爸爸好不好,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;问我妈妈好不好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;摇摇摇，摇到外婆桥，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;外婆叫我好宝宝，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;送我糖一包， 果一包，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还有山竹和香蕉&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/3939722956504878113-2122241799768827686?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2122241799768827686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=2122241799768827686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/2122241799768827686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/2122241799768827686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2011/04/males-ngetik-lagi-untuk-dapet-voicenya.html' title='males ngetik lagi untuk dapet voicenya,, so I posted what I&apos;ve learned here'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-354140645620910946</id><published>2011-03-27T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:51:49.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NPWP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pajak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KPP'/><title type='text'>Buat NPWP</title><content type='html'>Hari ini disuruh buat NPWP. Sebenarnya sih sebisa mungkin saya tidak mau membuatnya, tapi apa daya atas permintaan perusahaan maka jadilah saya harus ke kantor pelayanan pajak.&lt;div&gt;Nih daftar KPP yang berguna banget. Setelah saya telpon ternyata cuma perlu fotokopi KTP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pajak.go.id/dmdocuments/Tabel%20Wilayah%20Indonesia.pdf"&gt;http://www.pajak.go.id/dmdocuments/Tabel%20Wilayah%20Indonesia.pdf&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/3939722956504878113-354140645620910946?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/354140645620910946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=354140645620910946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/354140645620910946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/354140645620910946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2011/03/buat-npwp.html' title='Buat NPWP'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-8889496680981691843</id><published>2011-03-26T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T09:03:42.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aktivitas sekolah minggu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day by day'/><title type='text'>day by day march 27th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wx6HwfvzI_k/TY4NKt9KtHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/KBDccfe2rqE/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Pada detik terkini, ku tidak berharap apapun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Setiap kali kamu berbicara akan kematianmu, aku mencoba untuk menegarkan diri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Setiap kali air matamu jatuh, aku mencoba untuk menahan diri tidak menangis pula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Karena kupikir kalau aku turut menangis nanti.&lt;br /&gt;Siapakah yang akan memberimu penghiburan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Siapakah yang nanti akan menghapus air matamu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Kala kau mencari tangan untuk berpegangan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Aku sungguh menyesal tanganku tak selalu hadir di sana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Kala kau mencari teman bicara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Maafkan aku bila aku malahan sedang bicara dengan orang lain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Kala kau kesepian, kala kau merasa tua dan letih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Kala kau marah dan berteriak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Ingatkan aku untuk sabar karena aku mungkin tak mengerti kepedihanmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Pada saat ini aku ingin berhenti berdoa, berhenti bermimpi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Menerima sakitmu ini sebagai bagian dari hidupku pula&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Pada langkah ini aku menjauh dari Dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Aku marah padaNya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Aku kecewa padaNya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Atas apa yang Ia lakukan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Tapi semoga suatu kali nanti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Esok hari atau kapan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Aku akan berbalik dan melihat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Tuhan Maha Besar dan Penyayang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Ia memberi yang terbaik pada setiap orang yang dikasihi-Nya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Tetapi sampai saat itu tiba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Kuharap Ia mengampuni segala kekecewaanku saat ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Aku akan berusaha bersabar untuk menunggu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;Sampai saat itu tiba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-396331400821699456?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/396331400821699456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=396331400821699456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/396331400821699456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/396331400821699456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2011/03/pada-detik-terkini-ku-tidak-berharap.html' title=''/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-6447690773438359305</id><published>2011-01-27T05:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T05:07:53.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evita peroni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair accessories'/><title type='text'>aw.. love evita peroni!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/TUFt095mRtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/I89sb8TziNI/s1600/evita%2Bperoni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/TUFt095mRtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/I89sb8TziNI/s320/evita%2Bperoni.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566851371143415506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love evita peroni fresh and unique design even I haven't purchase one yet! But looking for these fabulous accessories makes me want to make ones too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-6447690773438359305?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6447690773438359305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=6447690773438359305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6447690773438359305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6447690773438359305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2011/01/aw-love-evita-peroni.html' title='aw.. love evita peroni!'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/TUFt095mRtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/I89sb8TziNI/s72-c/evita%2Bperoni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-4170025738769913262</id><published>2010-10-05T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T05:58:13.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prison in our Reality</title><content type='html'>Freedom, it's the only word comes from prisoner's mouth when they were asked what they want most.&lt;div&gt;No prisoner - as sane as they can be - want to go back to the jail anymore, or even miss the old life in jail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in our reality, everyday we find ourselves trapped in the prison we don't ever realize. Instead, we even get used to live it. Living imprisoned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The prison in our lives can be :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"wrong love life, hectic routinity, unsatisfactory that were said for getting a better life, guilty, and in my case, past"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine your parents said "I don't care how many times you fall in love, but I only can allow you to have one boyfriend during your school life." Hearing that statement would make us pick a guy wisely. Actually that 's the thing we should do. Or even must. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But to be called picky or afraid of being single haunted us so scaringly that we sometimes made the wrong choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-4170025738769913262?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4170025738769913262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=4170025738769913262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/4170025738769913262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/4170025738769913262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2010/10/prison-in-our-reality.html' title='The Prison in our Reality'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-8287964763222272155</id><published>2010-07-31T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T01:00:11.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dusta.&lt;div&gt;Kamu mendustaiku lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tahu kamu ga pergi kerja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AKu tahu kamu ga kemana-mana hari ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selain menemani wanita itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi apa yang dapat kulakukan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kubiarkan nestapa di hatiku berlarut-larut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ingin mengatakan aku sudah tahu semuanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ingin mengakhiri dustamu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karena aku mencintaimu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi sayang aku terlalu takut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karena sejujurnya, saat ini,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku pun hidup dalam dusta itu sendiri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caroline - in piece of my minds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-8287964763222272155?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/8287964763222272155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=8287964763222272155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/8287964763222272155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/8287964763222272155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2010/07/dusta.html' title=''/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-6643202256364083479</id><published>2010-07-31T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:56:27.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>piece of my minds part 5</title><content type='html'>"Jadi dia menghubungimu lagi?" tanya Caroline sambil mengulurkan kue yang baru dibuatnya. Enak sekali rasanya. Caroline memang sangat berbakat memasak.&lt;div&gt;"Nggak hubungi sih tepatnya, dia cuma mensms 1 kata itu aja."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jadi apa rencanamu?"&lt;br /&gt;"Kamu sendiri?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ya ga gimana-gimana"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sama"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Huh dasar! Ikut-ikutan saja."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak lama kemudian terdengar klakson mobil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ah itu pasti Geri."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aku pulang aja deh," kataku sambil membereskan barang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku buru-buru melangkah keluar, tetapi terlambat karena Geri juga sudah masuk ke rumah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eh ada Margie," sapanya riang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hai Geri," sapaku dengan senyum palsu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Uda mau pulang? Buru-buru amat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Iya lagi ada janji," dustaku, "Bye Lin," lalu aku memeluknya lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-6643202256364083479?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6643202256364083479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=6643202256364083479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6643202256364083479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6643202256364083479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2010/07/piece-of-my-minds-part-5.html' title='piece of my minds part 5'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-6202822614487989093</id><published>2010-07-30T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T20:58:32.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>piece of my minds part 4</title><content type='html'>Caroline bodoh! Makiku dalam hati. Tetapi aku juga tidak kalah bodoh, balas suara yang lain. &lt;div&gt;Kalau aku pintar tentu aku tidak akan sok-sok memberi nasehat seperti itu. Kuingat lagi ekspresi Caroline saat bercerita yang menahan-nahan air mata. Ia tampak kuat. Padahal ia hanya pura-pura kuat. Membayangkan Caroline yang seperti itu aku memutuskan untuk berbalik arah kembali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Caroline, maaf, maafin aku," aku memeluk dirinya yang rikuh. Ia tampak setengah terkejut karena aku menerobos kamarnya. Aku mendapati dirinya yang sedang menangis. Lalu kami berdua berpelukan dan bertangis-tangisan seperti dua anak yang sedang berkabung. Menangisi apa yang terjadi pada kami. Meratapi nasib yang bisa demikian kejam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-6202822614487989093?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6202822614487989093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=6202822614487989093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6202822614487989093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6202822614487989093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2010/07/piece-of-my-minds-part-4.html' title='piece of my minds part 4'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-1223378264415449776</id><published>2010-07-30T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T20:50:23.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mungkin</title><content type='html'>Mungkin kamu pikir aku egois&lt;div&gt;Mungkin kamu pikir aku ga bisa merealisasikan kata-kataku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya memang aku egois, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi pernahkah kamu tahu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seberapa seringnya aku terbangun dan menangisi kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seberapa seringnya aku bermimpi akan dirimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu boleh bilang aku naif&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu boleh bilang aku pengecut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ga akan memungkiri semuanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ga pernah ngerti kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku cuman ga pengen sakit lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-1223378264415449776?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1223378264415449776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=1223378264415449776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/1223378264415449776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/1223378264415449776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2010/07/mungkin.html' title='mungkin'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-3874766334909292435</id><published>2010-07-30T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T02:16:06.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hilang barang</title><content type='html'>hari ini pergi ke pos polisi lagii..., melapor buku bank hilang. Ini uda ketiga kalinya&lt;div&gt;Pertama kali kecopetan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kedua kali ATM aja yang ilang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan ini ketiga kali buku bank ilang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam dua-tiga tahun ini, banyak barang ku yang ilang..., ckck.. slebor banget yahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-3874766334909292435?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3874766334909292435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=3874766334909292435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/3874766334909292435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/3874766334909292435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2010/07/hilang-barang.html' title='hilang barang'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-1177966045003305864</id><published>2010-07-27T06:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T21:00:58.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>piece of my minds part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI"  style="mso-ansi-language: FI;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"  style="mso-ansi-language: ES;font-family:Arial;"&gt;”Jadi kau tidak percaya padaku?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:Arial;"&gt;Caroline hanya diam saja menatapku.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI"  style="mso-ansi-language: FI;font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Aku sudah tahu kok,” katanya tenang.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Maksudmu?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Margie, tenanglah,” Caroline menyentuh lembut pundakku ketika aku segera berdiri karena marah.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Reaksi Caroline yang sangat tenang justru membuatku makin gusar. Ia menyentuh lagi pundakku, dan aku menjatuhkan diriku ke sofa kembali.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Aku sudah tahu sejak beberapa tahun lalu bahwa Geri berselingkuh,” ia mengangkat tangan untuk menahanku yang akan menginterupsi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Wanita itu, Hilda, bahkan pernah bertemu denganku. Hilda bilang ia tidak berniat menjadi istri Geri, ia sendiri sudah berkeluarga. Ia hanya kadang-kadang masih memikirkan Geri, dan karena Geri pun begitu, maka ia minta pengertianku.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Apa yang mereka lakukan tidak lebih dari hubungan teman biasa…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI"  style="mso-ansi-language: FI;font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Teman tapi mesra,” kataku sinis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI"  style="mso-ansi-language: FI;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;”Tolong jangan membuatnya lebih rumit lagi.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Kau bagaimana bisa bertahan……”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Margie, aku sudah memiliki anak, keadaannya sulit bagiku….”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI"  style="mso-ansi-language: FI;font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Lin, yang tak dapat kuterima adalah bagaimana kau bisa bertahan selama itu???? Selama beberapa tahun ini, seolah tidak terjadi apa-apa??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"  style="mso-ansi-language:ES;font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dan terus-menerus berlaku seperti orang buta dan bodoh????” nada suaraku meninggi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"  style="mso-ansi-language: ES;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"  style="mso-ansi-language: ES;font-family:Arial;"&gt;“Margie! Kamu tidak pernah menikah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="FI"  style="mso-ansi-language:FI;font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kamu tidak bisa mengerti semua ini! Yang kamu lakukan sekarang cuma menghakimiku dan mengajariku seolah-olah aku orang tolol. Iya aku memang tolol dan kamu pintar, puas?” dan Hilda menangis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI"  style="mso-ansi-language: FI;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI"  style="mso-ansi-language: FI;font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tujuan utamaku datang hari ini bukan untuk bertengkar dengannya tentu saja. Dan juga bukan untuk membuatnya menangis. Melihat air matanya, aku berkata, ”Aku tidak pintar, kalau aku pintar tentu sekarang aku sudah menikah,” lalu aku berdiri dan meninggalkannya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-1177966045003305864?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1177966045003305864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=1177966045003305864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/1177966045003305864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/1177966045003305864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2010/07/piece-of-my-minds-part-3.html' title='piece of my minds part 3'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-4818801144440510093</id><published>2010-07-27T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T06:35:48.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>piece of my minds part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Semua kesalahan tentu saja tak dapat ditimpakan kepada Victor. Ada saat-saat aku sadar aku sudah melampaui batas posesif, tetapi kutabrak pembatas itu. Ada waktu saat aku tahu aku harus diam, tetapi kubiarkan bibirku terus terbuka. Dan di waktu sepi sendiri seperti ini, segala kejadian yang sudah lewat berkecamuk di dalam dadaku.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Cinta seharusnya menerima seseorang apa adanya. Seburuk apapun diriku. Tetapi bagaimana ia bisa menerima diriku apa adanya bila pada setiap saat aku bersama dirinya, aku tidak dapat menjadi diriku sendiri. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;”Aku jatuh cinta lagi.” Kalimat itu masih terngiang-ngiang meski sudah dua bulan berlalu. Dua bulan yang setiap harinya terasa seperti bukan hidup.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Kuelus perlahan foto kami berdua setahun lalu. Air mataku mulai menggenang. Aku pikir mungkin ketakutan kehilangan dirinyalah yang selama ini mengubah diriku. Entah mengapa di penghujung usiaku di kepala 2 ini, aku sangat sungguh-sungguh berniat untuk menikah. Aku terlalu takut untuk melewatkan hari tuaku sendirian. Sendirian dan tua. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Aku menarik nafas panjang, mencoba berpikir apa yang akan kulakukan besok. Mungkin aku bisa pergi sendiri ke kedai kopi, pikirku lalu tertidur sambil memegang fotoku dan Victor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Hal pertama yang kulihat saat bangun adalah pecahan kaca di lantai. Aku melangkah hati-hati dan melihat frame fotoku dan Victor, benda terakhir yang kugenggam sebelum tidur, sudah hancur. Seperti keadaan hatiku. Dengan hati-hati aku membuang semuanya, termasuk fotonya. Padahal itu favorit kami berdua.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Lagi-lagi aku menarik nafas panjang. Lelah sekali pagi ini, padahal aku baru saja terbangun. Aku melirik ponselku, dan ada satu pesan. Dari Victor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;”Kangen.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Begitu bunyinya&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: ES"&gt;Tergesa-gesa kubaca lagi. Dan lagi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family: Arial;mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Dan lagi. Sebersit rasa ini ingin segera menelponnya, tetapi kubatalkan. Kangen. Aku juga kangen, lebih dari yang bisa kutahan, tetapi rasa benciku melebihi rasa kangenku.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:para-border-div;border:none;border-bottom:solid windowtext 1.0pt; mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt;padding:0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt; padding:0cm;mso-padding-alt:0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family: Arial;mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;”Selamat siang,” sapa penjaga kedai itu ramah.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Aku memesan minuman favoritku, Hot Chocolate with Marshmallow dan duduk di pojok kedai. Pagi yang tenang. Hari yang cerah. Tak terasa sudah dua bulan berlalu. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Masih satu bulan lagi sampai aku harus kembali bekerja. Aku meminta cuti tiga bulan yang ajaibnya dikabulkan oleh kantorku. Itu suatu pertanda. Baik atau buruk, aku tak tahu. Tetapi sampai hari bekerja kembali tiba, setiap hari aku selalu ke kedai kopi ini. Orang tuaku juga tidak banyak berkomentar melihat aktivitas baruku, mereka mencoba untuk maklum kurasa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Aku kembali menyesap minumanku dan baru akan membaca artikel berikutnya di koran ketika seseorang yang masuk menangkap pandanganku. Geri, suami kakakku. Aku hendak berseru memanggilnya tetapi segera terkesiap melihatnya menggandeng wanita yang jelas-jelas bukan kakakku. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Oke, ada apa ini?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Errr.. perselingkuhan?? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Rekan kerja????&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Apapun itu, aku kembali pura-pura sibuk dengan koranku dan tidak melihat. Aku bahkan membuka notebook-ku yang mulai menyala. Untuk sesaat aku merasa was-was sendiri.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: FI"&gt;Geri duduk di bangku di bagian belakang dinding pemisah pintu masuk di mana kami saling tidak dapat melihat, tetapi aku bisa melihat si cewek. Kulirik sejenak dengan pandangan yang paling tidak menarik perhatian. Dan ciuman mendarat di pipi cewek itu. Aku segera menghabiskan minumanku dan pergi dari pintu samping.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:para-border-div;border:none;border-bottom:solid windowtext 1.0pt; mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt;padding:0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt; padding:0cm;mso-padding-alt:0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family: Arial;mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-4818801144440510093?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4818801144440510093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=4818801144440510093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/4818801144440510093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/4818801144440510093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2010/07/piece-of-my-minds-part-2.html' title='piece of my minds part 2'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-7076488162501019024</id><published>2010-07-18T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T06:22:25.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>piece of my minds part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bagi beberapa orang, cinta merupakan tujuan akhir dari hidup mereka, pelabuhan tempat mereka menghabiskan sisa hidup mereka bersama orang yang dicintai. Bagiku, aku sudah kehilangan cinta itu, sisa hidupku ini yang terbilang masih lama pun ingin cepat-cepat kuhabiskan. Hidup tidak ada artinya lagi tanpa tujuan perjalanan. Kekosongan jiwaku ini terasa sejak pacarku yang telah menjadi tunanganku memutuskanku karena alasan yang begitu nyeleneh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;“Aku jatuh cinta lagi”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Aku masih ingat dengan percakapan itu sejelas-jelasnya. Terngiang-ngiang di telingaku di malam hari, waktu di mana aku merasa menjadi makhluk paling kesepian, waktu di mana air mataku meleleh di bantalku.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Waktu itu aku cuma menatapnya hampa, karena ketika kulihat lagi wajahnya dan tatapannya, perasaan asing merayapi hatiku. Aku merasa tak pernah mengenal orang ini sebelumnya. Benarkah kehilangan cinta begitu besar dampaknya sehingga mengubah orang dalam waktu singkat?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Saat itu aku langsung pergi meninggalkan dia, melupakan mobilku yang kuparkir di basement dan malah pulang berjalan kaki. Angin malam yang dingin berhembus, meniup-niup mataku yang sudah sulit melihat karena terhalang air mata. Waktu itu, saat aku berjalan sendiri sampai rumah, aku tak ingat bagaimana aku bisa berjalan sejauh itu. Yang kuingat, aku terus berjalan dan berjalan. Tanpa menengok ke belakang.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Esok harinya, tidak ada telpon, tidak ada SMS. Mamaku sepertinya telah mengetahui perihal itu dan tidak berusaha membangunkanku yang sebenarnya hanya pura-pura tidur dari malam kemarin. Undangan yang belum sempat ditulisi nama menumpuk di sisi meja di depanku. Aku menarik salah satunya. Undangan itu unik karena aku memintanya didesain dengan warna kesukaanku. Hitam. Memang warna yang tidak lazim, tetapi dengan sentuhan matte dan gloss yang ditambahkan serta warna keunguan yang menghiasi berbagai tempat, membuatnya menjadi undangan yang mewah. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Brengsek! Brengsek! Brengsek! Dua jam kemudian aku mulai lelah dengan kesedihan dan mulai memaki-maki dalam hati. Tentu saja tidak kuteriakkan karena aku tidak ingin membuat semuanya menjadi lebih dramatis lagi. Di ruang makan bisa kudengar percakapan adik dan papaku. Mungkin mengenai diriku karena sedikit-sedikit aku mendengar namaku dan namanya disebutkan. Kututup kepalaku kembali dengan bantal, berharap aku bisa tidur kali ini dan syukurlah aku tertidur lelap.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Ketika membuka mata kembali, aku meraih ponselku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="mso-ansi-language: ES"&gt;Aku baru tertidur dua jam dan ada pesan dan panggilan yang masuk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Semuanya dari Dina, sahabatku. Rupanya mamaku memberitahu semuanya saat aku tidur.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;”Meg,,, I’m so sorry for what happend.. Pls call me when you wake up..”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="mso-ansi-language:ES"&gt;“Halo,”&lt;br /&gt;“Megggieee..!!! Aduh akhirnya lu bangun juga!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="mso-ansi-language:ES"&gt;“Duh Din, please jangan teriak-teriak. Kepalaku masih pusing.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="mso-ansi-language:ES"&gt;“Ups, sorry, eh bentar lagi gw jemput lu ya? Girl’s time, okay? Okay?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Ah, oke, tapi Din, drop-in gw dulu yah di Central Park.. Ugh, mobil gw ketinggalan di sono kemaren.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hah? Ketinggalan..?... Oh oke oke deh. Within 30 minutes, gw uda nyampe rumah lu.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aku bersiap-siap berganti pakaian dan berusaha menutupi bengkak di mataku dengan concealer, tapi tampaknya kurang berhasil. Bagaimanapun juga mataku benar-benar tampak sedih dan ketika bercermin lagi dan melihat mataku yang memancarkan kesedihan, air mataku mulai menetes kembali.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hello my friend!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dina berdiri di depan kamarku dan memelukku erat-erat. &lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Lalu ia melepas pelukannya dan melihatku. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;”Tampang lu kacau banget,” ia lalu meraih tisu dan mengelap eyelinerku yang luntur. Aku tak tahu bagaimana Dina melakukannya, tetapi tangannya memiliki kemampuan untuk mempercantik siapapun yang didandaninya. Dalam 15 menit, tampangku terlihat normal kembali, meski tentu saja make up tidak dapat menutupi kesedihan di wajahku.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;”Okay, looks better now. Berangkat sekarang?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Di tempat makan favorit kami, Kafe ……….., aku dan Dina membahas mengenai apa yang terjadi kemarin. Sambil bercerita aku sebentar-sebentar tersengguk. Sampai akhirnya ceritaku selesai dan tissue di depanku menumpuk. Dina menepuk-nepuk punggungku.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;”Jadi sebaiknya apa yang harus kulakukan sekarang Din?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;”Melupakannya sudah pasti. Membakar rumahnya boleh dipertimbangkan.”&lt;br /&gt;Aku terkikik, ”Oh, jangan terlalu vandalisme Din,”&lt;br /&gt;”Serius Margie! Apapun deh, balaslah perbuatannya. Perbuatannya itu benar-benar tidak dapat dimaafkan!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;”Aku memang tidak berniat memaafkannya,” kataku sambil menyesap kopiku.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;”Karena itu, balas! Kemarin sayang sekali, harusnya kau jangan meninggalkannya begitu saja. Seharusnya beri dia pukulan dulu di sini dan di sana.” Dina bicara sambil mengentak-entak tinjunya dan sialnya tepat saat itu tinjunya mengenai gelasnya dan tumpah. Mengenai pria yang sedang lewat di samping kami. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Untuk beberapa saat kami semua terdiam dan pria itu menatap celana dan sepatunya yang basah. Celananya yang sialnya berwarna beige tampak basah dari bagian lutut sampai ke tumit. Dina segera berdiri dan meminta maaf kepadanya, tetapi pria itu menatap Dina tajam dan membentaknya dengan agak keras, ”Mbak kalo lagi ngomong itu lagaknya jangan kampungan lain kali, lihat nih....”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;– mungkin perasaanku benar-benar sensitif – tetapi air mataku langsung bercucuran dan pria itu melihatku. Jelas sekali bukan reaksi yang diharapkan karena ia langsung berwajah tidak enak. Dina yang melihat kesempatan bagus untuk berkelit langsung membalas bentakannya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;”Kan sudah bilang maaf, lihat tuh kamu bentak-bentak orang sampai teman saya nangis, sudah, sudah saya pergi saja, nafsu makan saya hilang dibentak-bentak.” Langsung ia menarikku berdiri dan mengeloyor meninggalkan pria itu yang masih terbengong-bengong&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="mso-ansi-language:FI"&gt;Di luar Dina langsung tertawa, ”Wah, lu paling top Megg,, air mata lu sih keluar tepat waktu banget! &lt;/span&gt;Lihat gak sih tuh tampang cowo tuh. Kayak orang bego banget..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Mendengarnya aku langsung membayangkan wajah pria itu yang dari marah menjadi tidak enak sendiri, dan kami yang berhasil melarikan diri dari kesalahan kami sendiri dan aku langsung tertawa-tawa tanpa henti. Tawa pertama yang keluar sejak tangis tanpa hentiku. Aku dan Dina pun tertawa-tawa seperti orang gila sambil berjalan keliling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-7076488162501019024?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7076488162501019024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=7076488162501019024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/7076488162501019024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/7076488162501019024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2010/07/piece-of-my-minds-part-1.html' title='piece of my minds part 1'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-2677068622188100417</id><published>2010-07-18T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T06:13:09.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspiration to share'/><title type='text'>are we ready for His grace?</title><content type='html'>Pendetaku hari ini berkotbah mengenai berkat dan anugrah-Nya.&lt;div&gt;Seperti biasa ia menceritakan sesuatu tentang keluarganya. Ia memiliki seorang anak dan suatu ketika anaknya menginginkan sepeda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Pa,, sepeda, sepeda,,"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadilah ketika ulang tahunnya, bapaknya ini membelikan ia sepeda, dihiasi dengan berbagai aksesoris dan klenengan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hal pertama yang dikatakan oleh si anak ketika ayahnya pulang dan menyuruh anaknya membuka pintu mobil adalah, "Apa sih Pa?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meskipun sepeda itu ada di depan mata si anak, ia tidak tampak senang atau terkejut atau apapun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Itu loh hadiah ulang tahun kamu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mendengar itu anaknya langsung berguling-guling dan menangis. Mamanya menenangkan dia dan setelah itu anaknya bilang ia sudah tak ingin sepeda, yang ia inginkan sekarang handphone-handphone-an. FYI, pendetaku bercerita setelah itu ia ke mal dan membelikan handphone-handphone-an yang harganya hanya Rp 7500,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ketika mendengar cerita tersebut, saya berpikir, bodoh banget si anak. Tetapi dipikir-pikir lagi bukankah kadang saya juga sama saja. Dikasih yang bagus di depan mata, malah memilih yang lebih jelek, yang lebih murah dan anehnya lebih senang dengan barang murahan tersebut ketimbang hadiah yang jauh lebih baik daripada barang yang saya inginkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi apabila sekarang ini saya belum merasa mendapat anugrahNya, mungkin sayalah yang harus mengoreksi perspektif saya ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-2677068622188100417?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2677068622188100417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=2677068622188100417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/2677068622188100417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/2677068622188100417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-we-ready-for-his-grace.html' title='are we ready for His grace?'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-2959236008346258163</id><published>2009-07-19T00:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:22:24.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Be</title><content type='html'>There's a strength in the phrase "Let It Be", it doesn't mean you are hopeless and desperate. But it means you give it all to God to create them for you. So let it be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-2959236008346258163?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2959236008346258163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=2959236008346258163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/2959236008346258163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/2959236008346258163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2009/07/let-it-be.html' title='Let It Be'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-6030054407042128914</id><published>2009-06-23T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T05:56:13.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>janganlah terpengaruh orang lain</title><content type='html'>To be honest, I'm easily to be influenced sometimes, but sometimes I can be stubborn as stone. Unfortunately, the last few days (including this morning) was my weakest time. I intimately have to believe someone, but it's not that easy because I can't decide whether he's lying or not.&lt;br /&gt;After having a little time for myself, I think, whether he's lying or not, it doesn't matter for me. I shouldn't care and think about the fact too much because the fact is indeed have no importance in my life.&lt;br /&gt;And I realized if I have done any mistakes, it's appropriate, it's human, and yes, sometimes it can be fixed soon, but it still have goods in it. Every fault I've done is to make me learn so I can be better. So I decide I shouldn't be feel so stupid and dumb for doing silly things or any mistake. &lt;br /&gt;What I've learned today is I am not able to be far away with God because any time I need Him, he is just as far as a prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-6030054407042128914?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6030054407042128914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=6030054407042128914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6030054407042128914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6030054407042128914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2009/06/janganlah-terpengaruh-orang-lain.html' title='janganlah terpengaruh orang lain'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-7991976167159742902</id><published>2008-12-07T08:27:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:11:23.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspiration to share'/><title type='text'>how human we are</title><content type='html'>The things are, we are, humans are easy to be manipulated. We like sins. The sweetest taste of them. It’s hard to put away our mind. As the same way as our will come, our bad mind would soar into our action to put it as a sin. Despite of them, to think of them is a sin already. To say it already put yourself in danger. So keep our mind clear as the fresh air. Avoid every conditional situation which endanger ouself. Hear the sound of evil, they are creeping, surrounding you. &lt;br /&gt;Remember, in Twilight saga, Edward Cullen is trying to face Bella. Yes, indeed he succeeded maybe. But in the last book, Bella still turn out to be a vampire. Know why? It b’coz Edward didn’t avoid Bella. Well, you might say, if Edward avoid Bella, then it would not be a story anymore. &lt;br /&gt;But, our life is not a story. And we won’t make it a story of sins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-7991976167159742902?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7991976167159742902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=7991976167159742902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/7991976167159742902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/7991976167159742902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-human-we-are.html' title='how human we are'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-2123005423428424515</id><published>2008-12-06T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:11:45.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie and book review'/><title type='text'>Maou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/STtKRhlaoLI/AAAAAAAAADE/FzuS82wZ4QY/s1600-h/maou-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/STtKRhlaoLI/AAAAAAAAADE/FzuS82wZ4QY/s200/maou-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276893053328203954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maou is the adaptation of "The Devil" (Korean Drama). I've watched this because it's advertised in the Hana Yori Dango special one day before the movie premiere. &lt;br /&gt;The beginning of the movie I thought is so boring, so I choose not to continue before my exam passed. But on the second day, I really want to seek anything cause I'm not in the mood to study. So I continue to watch it again. I thought one episode is enough, as usual. But... I was wrong. The story is really interesting starting from the middle to the end. Even the ending is so sad, but that might be the best. FYI, I can't do the last two days exam =D *red&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-2123005423428424515?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2123005423428424515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=2123005423428424515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/2123005423428424515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/2123005423428424515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/12/maou.html' title='Maou'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/STtKRhlaoLI/AAAAAAAAADE/FzuS82wZ4QY/s72-c/maou-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-184079488359362403</id><published>2008-11-29T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:11:23.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspiration to share'/><title type='text'>Lagi Iseng</title><content type='html'>Gw mau cerita. Ceritanya gini. Gw abis baca buku kambing jantan secara sungguh-sungguh tadi. Bukannya gw blom pernah baca sblomnya, tapi dulu cuma baca punya temen doang, jadi cuma sepotong-potong.&lt;br /&gt;Nah di salah satu cerita tuh ada cerita dika nya lagi chat di mirc.&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu gw jadi terinspirasi buat iseng juga. Nah langsung gw download deh tuh mirc.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi lama2 gw jd males. Chat-nya jg gtu2 doang. Bntar2 fs, bntar2 no.telp, bntar2 apalah...&lt;br /&gt;Pikir2, lama2 gw bisa jadi bego nih chat ama orang2 kyk gitu semua. Yauda deh gw lgs close.&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya: Gw males chat di mirc lagi, perasaan jaman dulu chat, gw bisa dapet temen yg bener2 pngn chatting. Ga kyk sekarang. CKckck. Bagi yg ga percaya, coba sendiri lah. Mending jg chat di ym atau msn dah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-184079488359362403?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/184079488359362403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=184079488359362403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/184079488359362403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/184079488359362403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/11/lagi-iseng.html' title='Lagi Iseng'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-559644862458849785</id><published>2008-11-08T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:12:24.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sekilas info'/><title type='text'>Segitiga Recycle Logo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SRbrDli71QI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ue1varOISoc/s1600-h/recycle-logos-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SRbrDli71QI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ue1varOISoc/s200/recycle-logos-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266655261107148034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo segitiga recycle dengan angka di tengahnya:&lt;br /&gt;1. PETE atau PET (polyethlene terephthalate) biasa dipakai untuk botol plastik yang jernih/transparan/tembus pandang seperti botol air mineral, botol jus, dan hampir semua botol air mineral lainnya. Botol-botol dengan bahan ini direkomendasikan hanya untuk sekali pakai. Jangan pakai untuk air hangat apalagi panas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. HDPE (high density polyethylene) biasa dipakai untuk botol susu, pemutih, dan shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. V atau PVC (polyvinyl chloride) adalah plastik yang paling sulit didaur ulang. Plastik ini bisa ditemukan pada plastik pembungkus (cling wrap), dan botol deterjen cair. Kandungan dari PVC yaitu DEHA yang terdapat pada plastik pembungkus dapat bocor dan masuk ke makanan berminyak bila dipanaskan. PVC berpotensi berbahaya untuk ginjal, hati, dan berat badan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. LDPE (low density polyethylene) biasa dipakai untuk tempat makanan dan botol-botol yang lembek. Barang-barang dengan kode LDPE dapat didaur ulang dan baik untuk barang-barang yang memerlukan fleksibilitas tetapi kuat. Barang dengan kode ini bisa dibilang tidak dapat dihancurkan tetapi tetap baik untuk tempat makanan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. PP (polypropylene) adalah pilihan terbaik untuk bahan plastik terutama yang berhubungan dengan makanan dan minuman seperti tempat menyimpan makanan, botol minum dan terpenting botol minum untuk bayi. Cari simbol ini bila membeli barang berbahan plastik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. PS (polystyrene) biasa dipakai sebagai bahan tempat makan styrofoam, tempat minum, tempat makan sekali pakai, dll. Wadah polystyrene harus digunakan sekali pakai. Bahan polystyrene bisa membocorkan senyawa styrine ke dalam makanan sehingga dapat meracuni tubuh. Bahan ini sulit terurai di alam selama puluhan/ratusan tahun. Bahan ini juga dapat menghasilkan gas beracun saat dibakar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Other (biasanya polycarbonate) bisa didapatkan di tempat makanan dan minuman. Biasanya digunakan untuk CD/DVD. Polycarbonate bisa mengeluarkan bahan utamanya, yaitu Bisphenol-A ke dalam makanan dan minuman yang berpotensi merusak sistem hormon. Hindari bahan plastik polycarbonate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-559644862458849785?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/559644862458849785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=559644862458849785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/559644862458849785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/559644862458849785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/11/segitiga-recycle-logo.html' title='Segitiga Recycle Logo'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SRbrDli71QI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ue1varOISoc/s72-c/recycle-logos-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-4170857000009902679</id><published>2008-11-08T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:12:24.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sekilas info'/><title type='text'>beasiswa UNTAR</title><content type='html'>Kategori A&lt;br /&gt;a. memiliki IPK sekurang-kurangnya 2,75&lt;br /&gt;b. berasal dari keluarga yang kurang mampu atau sedang kesulitan pembiayaan studi&lt;br /&gt;c. telah menempuh studi sekurang-kurangnya 4 semester&lt;br /&gt;d. tidak dalam keadaan cuti akademik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kategori B&lt;br /&gt;a. IPK tertinggi sekurang-kurangnya 3,00 di masing-masing program studi&lt;br /&gt;b. telah menempuh studi sekurang-kurangnya 4 semester untuk D3, atau 6 semester untuk S1&lt;br /&gt;c. tidak dalam keadaan cuti akademik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kategori C&lt;br /&gt;a. IPK sekurang-kurangnya 2,50&lt;br /&gt;b. telah menempuh studi sekurang-kurangnya 4 semester&lt;br /&gt;c. tidak dalam keadaan cuti akademik&lt;br /&gt;d. akademik memiliki prestasi di bidang intra dan ekstrakulikuler yang menonjol dan terukur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-4170857000009902679?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4170857000009902679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=4170857000009902679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/4170857000009902679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/4170857000009902679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/11/beasiswa-untar.html' title='beasiswa UNTAR'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-851627992718392439</id><published>2008-10-01T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:11:45.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie and book review'/><title type='text'>My Sister, My Love (Boku wa imôto ni koi wo suru)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SOORq4E70TI/AAAAAAAAACs/be28-2GiINg/s1600-h/mysistermyloveev2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SOORq4E70TI/AAAAAAAAACs/be28-2GiINg/s400/mysistermyloveev2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252201756237746482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this movie is just wasting my precious time. It's so boOOOOring. I just finished it and I can't believe it spent my 2 hours. I suggest if you really want to know the movie, just watch the 15 minutes in the beginning and the ending. But it's all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;The movie storyline is about twin brother and sister falling in love each other and in the end they (seems) to end their love relationship. Nothing really special, it was so slow movie. &lt;br /&gt;Really regret to buy the DVD, though I bought it because Matsujun was the cast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-851627992718392439?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/851627992718392439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=851627992718392439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/851627992718392439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/851627992718392439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-sister-my-love.html' title='My Sister, My Love (Boku wa imôto ni koi wo suru)'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SOORq4E70TI/AAAAAAAAACs/be28-2GiINg/s72-c/mysistermyloveev2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-1053042139986652666</id><published>2008-09-16T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:11:23.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspiration to share'/><title type='text'>We are cursed to be free</title><content type='html'>Tadi pagi baru ingat kalau hari ini nanti jam 11 ada kuliah pengganti (KP) Manajemen Keuangan. Duh males banget deh. Mengeluh ke teman, malah dibilang bolos aja. Bawa Kartu Studi Sementara (KSS) bilang ada mata kuliah juga jam itu.&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya kalau niat banget bisa sih. Caranya buat tabel KSS terus print sendiri semirip mungkin dan tinggal dicap deh di Biro Adak. &lt;br /&gt;Mengingat hal itu bisa dilaksanakan dengan cukup mudah, tapi mengapa tidak ada yang melakukannya (setidaknya orang yang kukenal tidak ada yang begitu). Kembali lagi kepada nilai-nilai estetika seorang manusia.&lt;br /&gt;Mengulas sedikit tentang berita daging basi yang "didaur ulang" sehingga bisa dimakan. Sebenarnya bukan tidak mungkin ada orang yang terpikir cara seperti itu. Mengolah daging bekas, lalu diberi formalin lalu diberi lagi pewarna tekstil. Jreng, seperti sulap, daging bekas pun akan terlihat seperti daging baru. Tapi caranya itu apakah "manusia" untuk dijalankan? Secara hal itu membuat si pelaku bukan sebagai manusia lagi. Perbuatan manusia seharusnya dilandasi nurani, kan sudah diberikan Tuhan. Kalau nurani saja sudah tidak dimiliki, maka nilai-nilai estetika keindahan kita sebagai seorang manusia juga rusaklah. Bukan manusia lagi. Sama seperti daging busuk yang hanya dipoles saja agar terlihat seperti baru, hanya luarnya saja yang daging, tapi dalamnya kan sudah bukan daging. Sudah tidak bakalan lagi memberikan nutrisi, malah kalau dimakan hanya memberi racun ke dalam tubuh.&lt;br /&gt;We are blessed to be free, but we are also cursed to be free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-1053042139986652666?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1053042139986652666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=1053042139986652666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/1053042139986652666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/1053042139986652666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-are-cursed-to-be-free.html' title='We are cursed to be free'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-3380964061211875558</id><published>2008-08-17T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:11:23.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspiration to share'/><title type='text'>Tak Ada Lagi Kata "Tidak"</title><content type='html'>Lihatlah di sekeliling kita.&lt;br /&gt;Dunia ini penuh dengan hal-hal yang "tak mungkin" terjadi&lt;br /&gt;"Mustahil" "Mengada-ada" "Tidak bisa"&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi, lihatlah. &lt;br /&gt;Semua telah terjawab dengan "Ya"&lt;br /&gt;Ya, bumi ini bulat. Ya, manusia telah berjalan di permukaan bulan.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, jerami dapat diolah menjadi bahan bakar untuk kendaraan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YA, YA, YA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana cara mengubah "tidak" menjadi "ya"? &lt;br /&gt;Rasa ingin tahu. Keberanian mengambil risiko.&lt;br /&gt;Dan di saat masalah semakin rumit,&lt;br /&gt;saat godaan untuk menyerah makin besar, &lt;br /&gt;saat semua orang lain menggelengkan kepala,&lt;br /&gt;itulah saatnya untuk berkata : AYO TERUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI KEMERDEKAAN REPUBLIK INDONESIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dikutip dari iklan : Shell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-3380964061211875558?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3380964061211875558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=3380964061211875558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/3380964061211875558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/3380964061211875558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/08/tak-ada-lagi-kata-tidak.html' title='Tak Ada Lagi Kata &quot;Tidak&quot;'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-585768707066228464</id><published>2008-08-16T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:11:23.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspiration to share'/><title type='text'>which one you afraid more?</title><content type='html'>The most dangerous disease or unknown disease, which one should we afraid more? For me, I prefer most dangerous disease I know rather than knowing nothing about what I sick. &lt;br /&gt;There are so many disease around nowadays. And potential harmful things surround us. This world is sickening. &lt;br /&gt;FYI, there are lot of seller use their trick, especially small-party seller. They dare to risk consumer's safety using poisonous chemical things into food they sell.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetically for the consumers who eat the product, accumulate the toxic inside their body and causing cancer for short term or long term period.&lt;br /&gt;Be careful, people might be worse than you think. &lt;br /&gt;For you who watch the news, you might know issue about seller fries their food with plastic. Yes. Plastic. They put some straw, or anything into oil so the food will get crunchier. So, be careful guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-585768707066228464?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/585768707066228464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=585768707066228464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/585768707066228464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/585768707066228464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/08/which-one-you-afraid-more.html' title='which one you afraid more?'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-8222783650150174410</id><published>2008-07-29T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:11:23.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspiration to share'/><title type='text'>my wish my hope</title><content type='html'>i think I'm fallin for you, again and again. But I'm just afraid to admit it because I don't want to lose you the second time.&lt;br /&gt;Let me bet, let me wait, let me forget you, and let only the fate bring you to me once again. And that time, I really will be convinced, that you're really for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-8222783650150174410?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/8222783650150174410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=8222783650150174410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/8222783650150174410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/8222783650150174410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-wish-my-hope.html' title='my wish my hope'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-1596508062583872020</id><published>2008-07-19T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:11:23.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspiration to share'/><title type='text'>besok pimpin pujian di sekolah minggu - Wish me luck</title><content type='html'>Ga kerasa uda sekitar 1 tahun yang lalu dari gw pertama kali mendaftarkan diri sebagai seorang guru sekolah minggu. Saat ini gw masih berpangkat sebagai - bahasa kerennya - "teacher assistant" dan gw pikir dalam waktu dekat ga bakalan naik pangkat dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Penyebabnya lidah gw selalu kelu kalau lagi di depan, mimpin pujian aja belom bisa.&lt;br /&gt;Mana lagu-lagunya ga hafal lagi. Aduh aduh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasti lu orang pikir gw gila, ga hafal lagu sekolah minggu and ga pede-an kok bisa-bisanya gw mendaftarkan diri sebagai guru sekolah minggu. Yah, penyebabnya sih karena gw diajakin temen, and gw pikir apa sih susahnya jadi guru sekolah minggu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemikiran itu juga yang menyebabkan gw terlibat sejauh ini ke kesusahan. Menjadi guru sekolah minggu tuh lain banget sama jadi guru sekolah atau guru les. Guru les atau guru sekolah gak usah bisa nyanyi juga gapapa. Guru sekolah mau marah oke. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi.., guru sekolah minggu gak boleh begitu.&lt;br /&gt;Dia musti sabar, penyayang, BISA NYANYI, nggak JAiM and so on and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Yang hampir semua sifatnya tuh gw gak ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw selalu grogi kalau disuruh nyanyi ke depan, secara gw udah down dan gw udah berprinsip kalau suara gw jelek, jadi gw udah gak pe-de duluan. Ditambah dengan pengetahuan gw yang serba minim tentang lagu sekolah minggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang terpikir sekarang sih, kalau mau gampangnya ya mengundurkan diri aja. Tapi kenapa gw masih berkutat di sini, mencoba browsing lagu sekolah minggu. Bayangkan~&lt;br /&gt;Itu semua karena gw ingin mencoba untuk menjadi seorang yang lebih baik lagi. Gw sendiri berharap keinginan gw menjadi kenyataan dalam waktu dekat, cuma kayaknya itu susah untuk diusahakan. Ya semoga saja impian gw itu bisa menjadi kenyataan entah nanti entah sekarang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-1596508062583872020?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1596508062583872020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=1596508062583872020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/1596508062583872020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/1596508062583872020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/07/besok-pimpin-pujian-di-sekolah-minggu.html' title='besok pimpin pujian di sekolah minggu - Wish me luck'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-3099413431915214375</id><published>2008-07-17T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:10:24.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my testimonial'/><title type='text'>As kembali AktiP</title><content type='html'>Lalalala&lt;br /&gt;tralalala&lt;br /&gt;tralilili&lt;br /&gt;Kartu As nyokap gw dinyatakan kembali aktif. Hoho. Cuma sayangnya pulsa sebesar 80rebunya angus...&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata mengurus kartu hangus tuh.. &lt;br /&gt;Cuma 1 kata deh&lt;br /&gt;RIBET!!&lt;br /&gt;So.., jangan pernah seperti saya ya.&lt;br /&gt;Yang repot abis gara2 cuma 1 benda kecil: SIM CARD&lt;br /&gt;Jangan pernah lupa deh ngisi pulsa kalo misalnya ga mau nomor angus.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalo misalnya uda kejadian kayak saya.&lt;br /&gt;2 Kata: Kerja KEras.&lt;br /&gt;Harus ngotot abis sama CSO tuh operator.. Jangan mau kalah sodara2!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-3099413431915214375?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3099413431915214375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=3099413431915214375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/3099413431915214375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/3099413431915214375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-kembali-aktip.html' title='As kembali AktiP'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-4619465381921789079</id><published>2008-07-03T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:10:35.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my testimonial'/><title type='text'>menunggu perkembangan dari telkomsel</title><content type='html'>Akhirnya setelah memberanikan untuk datang kedua kalinya ke Gerai Pari Telkomsel di Wisma Maspion. Dan ketiga kali. Dan keempat kalinya. Hahaha.., akhirnya kartu As saya diterima juga untuk diproses juga.&lt;br /&gt;Waktu datang yang kedua kalinya, saya ga bakalan menanyakan apapun kepada para resepsionis sok tahu, jadi saya langsung antre nomor antrean di CS. Sempet ragu juga sih, soalnya harus nunggu kalo ga salah 39 orang. Tapi saya berusaha menyabarkan diri aja dengan baca koran, nonton, n kebetulan saya bawa komik.&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya setelah penantian yg cukup panjang (saya mpe balik ke WC 2x n beli minum di foodcourt bawah), saya dipanggil juga.&lt;br /&gt;Betapa downnya saya, saat mbak CSnya juga bilang bahwa kartu As yang sudah hangus tidak bisa diaktifkan. Tapi saya ngotot terus-terusan dan mengatakan bahwa saya sudah nelpon Call Center mpe 2x dan mereka bilang bisa.&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya saya nelpon Call Centernya di sana langsung pake hape saya yg uda lowbat karena di sono ga ada telepon. Setelah bicara dengan Call Centernya dan oper2an hape, CSnya mau membantu saya juga.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ini tuh agak2 ribet, karena saya harus memberitahu 5 nomor telepon yang pernah ditelepon mama saya. Tebak2an deh, ketebak 1 nomor doank. Dan usut punya usut, ternyata mama saya cuma pernah nelepon 3 x doang bulan terakhir. Maklumlah.&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata selama tebak2an, tetap saja ga ketemu 2 nomor telepon lainnya. Mbak CSnya mpe ngasih clue:&lt;br /&gt;1 nomor GSM dengan nomor 08190xxx&lt;br /&gt;1 nomor lokal dengan nomor 02164xxx&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tetap aja sampe jam kerja berakhir (Gerai Pari tutup jem 17.30), tetap saya ga tahu, saya bahkan uda nelepon mama saya pake hape si mbak CS karena hape saya lowbat.&lt;br /&gt;Huhu.. dengan pasrah akhirnya disuruh pulang. Katanya, "Siapa tahu di rumah dapet inspirasi nelpon siapa"&lt;br /&gt;huHuHuhU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang ke rumah, hal pertama yang saya lakukan adalah membongkar buku telepon mama saya. Namun hal itu agak sulit dilakukan karena tulisannya jelek. Setelah menelusuri buku itu, saya menemukan nomor dengan 08190xxxx, dan cuma 1 nomor, tapi mama saya bilang nomor itu milik ii saya dulu dan sudah ga dipake tuh.&lt;br /&gt;Wah pasrah. Gimana nih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata setelah melalui proses tanya jawab yang cukup panjang n ribet, ternyata ii saya tuh suka ganti2 nomor. Dan memang dia (kayaknya) pernah makai nomor itu.&lt;br /&gt;Bahagia banget d..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, saya kembali tanggal 1 Juli ke Gerai Pari, dan cihui.. Kartu As saya bisa diproses. Dan beruntungnya saya mendapat nomor antrean di CS yang sama dengan minggu lalu sehingga saya tak perlu menjelaskan dari awal lagi. Namun nasib jelek kayaknya kok selalu menimpa ya. Saya kelupaan bawa KTP. Cape d..&lt;br /&gt;Si mbak yg mgkn kasian juga ya sama saya, bilang bisa di-fax. CUma kok saya ga percaya ya sama mesin fax dan karena ntuh, saya bela2in deh besoknya lagi ke Gerai Pari buat nganterin tuh fotocopy KTP ke mbak CS tercinta. AMpun dah. Setelah seminggu diproses sih katanya mingkin akan aktif kembali. Semoga. Doakan aja d..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-4619465381921789079?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4619465381921789079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=4619465381921789079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/4619465381921789079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/4619465381921789079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/07/menunggu-perkembangan-dari-telkomsel.html' title='menunggu perkembangan dari telkomsel'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-436158615413985571</id><published>2008-06-23T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:10:24.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my testimonial'/><title type='text'>Lagi-lagi tidak puas (Dengan Telkomsel)</title><content type='html'>Kemarin ini saya baru ingat bahwa saya belum mengisi ulang nomor mami saya (Telkomsel 0852xxxx0000). Saya langsung panik dan menelepon CS Telkomsel yang aktif 24 jam itu. Terus dikasitau kalo masih bisa asal dalam jangka waktu 90 hari dari masa hangusnya.&lt;br /&gt;Haa.. lega deh.&lt;br /&gt;Terus besoknya (yaitu hari ini), saya ke Gerai Halo di Sawah Besar, ternyata di Gerai Halo ga bisa melayani pelayanan itu, mesti ke Gerai Pari. Cape deh.&lt;br /&gt;Terpaksa saya lanjutkan perjalanan saya ke Gerai yang paling dekat dengan Sawah Besar, yaitu Gerai Pari di WIsma Maspion. &lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan yang saya tempuh juga ga mudah karena saya jalan kaki dari Jalan Pemandangan (kalo ga salah) mpe WIsma Maspion. Maklum deh, jarang main ke sana, biasanya paling jauh juga sampai ITC mangga Dua aja.&lt;br /&gt;Di Gerai Pari di sana, saya disambut oleh resepsionis yang mengurus nomor antrean. Terus saya nanya: &lt;br /&gt;"Nomor AS saya 3 hari yang lalu hangus, bisa gak ya diaktifkan kembali?"&lt;br /&gt;Terus mbak itu nanya ama mas di sebelahnya. Mas di sebelahnya yang juga bertugas sebagai resepsionis bilang "Nggak bisa tuh" &lt;br /&gt;Lalu dia asyik kembali memainkan hapenya.&lt;br /&gt;Terus karena saya masih ngotot, saya tetap berusaha nanya, tapi mbaknya memanggilkan 1 orang lagi dan orang itu juga bilang gak bisa, dan malah memberitahu: "Kalau AS uda hangus ga bisa lagi Mbak, kalo Telkomsel lain bisa diimigrasi ke Halo" walaupun saya ngotot pas saya telpon ke CS 24 jemnya masih bisa.&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya mbak resepsionisnya bilang, "Yauda mbak, kalo mau tunggu aja, tanya ama customer servicenya, tapi kalo tetap ga bisa, jangan marah ya," Lalu dia mengambilkan nomor antrean dan memberitahu kalo masih ada 29 orang lagi yang menunggu.&lt;br /&gt;Ya otomatis saya langsung down digituin. Masih ada 29 orang lagi yang antre dan udah dikasih tau ga bisa sama 3 orang ga bertanggungjawab itu. &lt;br /&gt;Yasudah, dengan hati kecut, saya pulang.&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di rumah teman saya menelepon saya dan dia bilang seharusnya bisa. AKhirnya untuk konfirmasi lagi, saya telpon CS Telkomsel lagi (021-52919811) dan mbak CSnya tetap dengan informasi sebelumnya (Bisa diaktifkan kembali dalam 90 hari). Saya mengajukan complain atas perlakuan yang saya dapat di WIsma Maspion, dan mbak CSnya kemudian menyarankan untuk pergi ke Gerai Pari yang ada di Gatot Subroto karena di sana pusatnya. &lt;br /&gt;Apa begini caranya resepsionis Telkomsel menyambut pelanggan? Memberi informasi yang salah dan berkesan tidak mau membantu sama sekali. Kalau tidak tahu, ya bilang saja kurang tahu, jangan berikan informasi yang salah dan bersifat sok tahu. &lt;br /&gt;Kalau bukan karena nomor ini nomor cantik juga ga bakalan saya bersusah payah begitu. Sekali lagi saya bener2 deh kecewa dengan pelayanan Telkomsel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-436158615413985571?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/436158615413985571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=436158615413985571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/436158615413985571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/436158615413985571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/06/lagi-lagi-tidak-puas-dengan-telkomsel.html' title='Lagi-lagi tidak puas (Dengan Telkomsel)'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-6401385629895968466</id><published>2008-06-23T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:10:24.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my testimonial'/><title type='text'>fastnet yang kembali cepat...(akhirnya)</title><content type='html'>Setelah melalui proses panjang dan nelponin CS Firstmedia terus-menerus (20 Juni-23 Juni), akhirnya kecepatan internet saya kembali seperti semula. Dalam 1 hari saya bisa nelpon 5-6 kali. Dari yang tadinya putus  melulu dan lemot banget (10-80kbps), sekarang uda balik lagi normal dengan speed range di atas 300 kbps. SIp deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SF9w5hWcdoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3c_8X8PwQZs/s1600-h/Capture_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SF9w5hWcdoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3c_8X8PwQZs/s400/Capture_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215011027025688194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya saya berharap semoga Fastnet tetap mempertahankan kualitasnya deh. Biar murah, tapi berkualitas gitu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-6401385629895968466?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6401385629895968466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=6401385629895968466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6401385629895968466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/6401385629895968466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/06/fastnet-yang-kembali-cepatakhirnya.html' title='fastnet yang kembali cepat...(akhirnya)'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SF9w5hWcdoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3c_8X8PwQZs/s72-c/Capture_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-895477774414476743</id><published>2008-06-21T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:10:24.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my testimonial'/><title type='text'>Fastnet atau SLownet</title><content type='html'>duh habis kesabaran saya menghadapi internet lemot.&lt;br /&gt;Sudah beberapa bulan ini saya langganan Fastnet dan puas dengan speednya.&lt;br /&gt;Hanya saja 2 hari ini mau online susah banget.., chat aja susah. Bayangin lemotnya.&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini saya sudah dihitung-hitung 5-6 x menelepon CS Fastnet. &lt;br /&gt;Ada yang berusaha memberi clue: &lt;br /&gt;1. Restart modem&lt;br /&gt;2. Trafficnya penuh mungkin Bu&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya karena kesal, saya upgrade jadi 512 kbps, tapi kecepatan maksimal yang saya dapat tetap saja hanya dalam range 100-140 kbps. DUh kesal tidak sih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-895477774414476743?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/895477774414476743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=895477774414476743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/895477774414476743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/895477774414476743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/06/fastnet-atau-slownet.html' title='Fastnet atau SLownet'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3939722956504878113.post-5582297805486039943</id><published>2008-05-29T03:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:10:24.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my testimonial'/><title type='text'>disappointed to Niaga</title><content type='html'>Hari ini gw bela-belain bikin account di Niaga cuma buat belanja online.&lt;br /&gt;Begitu pulang, dengan semangat 45, gw masukin data-data di kartu debet gw yang baru.&lt;br /&gt;Eh ga taunya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SD6OJp4eNcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JSX1FD-eUVY/s1600-h/Capture_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SD6OJp4eNcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JSX1FD-eUVY/s400/Capture_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205754515799553474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakit ati!!&lt;br /&gt;Ga taunya setelah nyari info lebih lanjut, emang kartu niaga debet uda ga bisa lagi. Terus dengan sebel gw kirim e-mail ke niaga:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----- Original Message -----&lt;br /&gt;From: xxxxx&lt;br /&gt;To: 14041@bniaga.co.id&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Thursday, May 29, 2008 4:35 PM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: COMPLAINT - DISAPPOINTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya membuka tabungan bank niaga hari ini dan sangat kecewa.&lt;br /&gt;Alasan saya membuka tabungan adalah karena saya mendengar bahwa debet niaga dapat digunakan untuk transaksi Paypal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi, setelah melalui proses verifikasi, ternyata saya menemukan bahwa per tanggal 8 April yang lalu, Bank Niaga tidak melayani lagi transaksi online.&lt;br /&gt;Terus terang saya sangat kecewa, dan saya berencana untuk menutup tabungan saya detik ini juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh malah dibales ga lama kemudian dengan resehnya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPLAINT - DISAPPOINTED&lt;br /&gt;From: 14041 (14041@bniaga.co.id)&lt;br /&gt;Add contact Add contact&lt;br /&gt;Sent:&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, May 29, 2008 10:47:16 AM&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;.....com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachments:&lt;br /&gt;Security scan upon download Trend Micro ® logo&lt;br /&gt;Blank Bkg...gif (0.1 KB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yth. Ibu xxxx&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih sebelumnya atas Kepercayaan Ibu untuk menggunakan Layanan Bank Niaga dalam Transaksi Perbankan.&lt;br /&gt;Transaksi Paypal, memang pernah dapat dilakukan dengan Kartu Debit Niaga tetapi sejak tanggal 08.04.2008 Bank Niaga telah menutup Sistem tersebut. Hal ini Kami lakukan dengan Pertimbangan Keamanan Transaksi Nasabah.&lt;br /&gt;Kami mohon maaf atas kekecewaan yang Ibu alami.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Demikian informasi yang dapat Kami sampaikan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Salam&lt;br /&gt;14041&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GondoK gak sih gw???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3939722956504878113-5582297805486039943?l=miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5582297805486039943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3939722956504878113&amp;postID=5582297805486039943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/5582297805486039943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3939722956504878113/posts/default/5582297805486039943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miscellaneousdays.blogspot.com/2008/05/disappointed-to-niaga.html' title='disappointed to Niaga'/><author><name>goose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744481774906999738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCYoLH05cPo/SD6OJp4eNcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JSX1FD-eUVY/s72-c/Capture_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
