<?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-6314262202889157584</id><updated>2011-09-20T02:37:27.816+07:00</updated><category term='bikinanSendiri'/><category term='articles'/><category term='daily'/><category term='parenting 101'/><category term='open happiness'/><category term='funny'/><category term='movies'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='books'/><category term='foods_drinks'/><category term='about'/><category term='solo'/><category term='dog'/><category term='cool stuffs'/><category term='melbourne'/><category term='opinions'/><category term='life'/><category term='announcements'/><title type='text'>~* Bitter Sweet Moments *~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-4220896715406607876</id><published>2011-08-25T16:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:07:20.874+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Terbawa Arus</title><content type='html'>Beberapa hari yang lalu, saya membaca majalah lifestyle langganan. Bukan yang terbaru sih, tapi 2 bulan sebelumnya. Pada bulan itu, majalah itu lagi concern mengangkat masalah green-living. Ceritanya majalah itu menantang beberapa orang untuk mencoba merubah 1 kebiasaannya untuk menjadi lebih 'hijau' untuk sementara waktu, antara lain seperti memilih tangga drpd. eskalator, menjadi vegetarian, dll. Membaca topik itu, saya jadi berpikir kembali, sebenarnya saya pernah lho melakukan beberapa diantaranya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback beberapa tahun yang lalu...~ ketika saya masih merantau. Ada bbrp 'habit' yang saya lakukan, seperti misalnya :&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selalu membawa satu botol ini berisi air mineral, atau air masak, sewaktu saya keluar rumah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saya jadi terbiasa untuk minum cukup, meskipun terkadang kalau saya pergi makan di rumah makan, saya kadang tetap memesan minuman dari rumah makan itu. Tapi sewaktu jalan-jalan, atau ada break dari kelas, atau hanya makan siang / snack, saya minum air putih bawaan sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shortysliquor.com.au/online-shop/catalog/images/mtfranklin600_image.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang? Hmm.. sepertinya berkurang. Meskipun ketika saya bekerja, saya memang membawa tumbler dr rumah, tapi karena aktivitas di kantor memaksa saya untuk stay di tempat, terkadang saya jadi lupa untuk minum. Ketika sore hari sampai malam, saya hanya minum banyak ketika dinner. Kadang ada bbrp hari saya menyediakan satu botol besar air masak di kamar, untuk diminum sewaktu-waktu. Tapi banyak terlupakannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selalu membawa green grocery bag ketika berbelanja, untuk mengurangi penggunaan plastik.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak dunia gempar tentang masalah global-warming, green groceries bag juga jadi ikut menjadi trend. Tas hijau besar yang bisa dilipat inilah yang selalu saya bawa, ketika ada rencana belanja. Jadi ketika di checkout, saya tidak memerlukan banyak plastik belanjaan, semua masuk ke tas ini. Dan kebetulan saya belanja makanan sendiri, jadi lumayan, memang penggunaan plastik saya banyak berkurang. Bahkan terkadang untuk pembelian barang-barang lain, ketika shopping misalnya, saya jd terbiasa untuk menolak plastik dr toko, melainkan langsung memasukkan barang saya ke tas bawaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/d/d8/GreenBag.jpg/200px-GreenBag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang? Hmm.. karena saya masih menumpang di rumah orang tua, kegiatan belanja untuk makanan sehari-hari hampir tidak ada. Kebetulan memang ada asisten-rumah-tangga yang menyediakan makanan sehari-hari di rumah, jadi kegiatan belanja jd tidak saya pikirkan lagi. Saya hanya belanja untuk kebutuhan sehari-hari yang lain, misalnya untuk shampoo, sabun mandi, pasta gigi, dll. Yah karena hal ini bisa dilakukan sebulan sekali, bahkan kadang 2 bulan sekali, saya tidak terencana untuk membawa kantong belanja. Sehingga saya jadi memakai plastik lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. kemana ya green grocery bag saya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Memisah-misahkan sampah untuk keperluan recycle.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebijakan pemerintah lokal di negara tempat saya merantau, menghendaki warganya untuk memilih-milih sampah rumah tangganya. Tempat sampah seperti ini yang biasa dijumpai di kawasan tempat tinggal. Biasanya untuk lebih memudahkan, tempat sampah masing-masing memang berbeda warna, dan terkadang sudah ada tulisannya. Misalnya ada tempat sampah khusus untuk sampah yg bisa membusuk, khusus botol-botol, khusus plastik dari produk rumah tangga misalnya shampoo, pelembut pakaian, dll. Bahkan di beberapa tempat ada juga yang menyediakan tempat sampah tersendiri khusus untuk sampah kertas. Did I follow it through? &lt;br /&gt;Well, yes I did. Memang tujuannya baik, dan tidak terlalu susah, why not? Petugas pengambil sampah pun juga berdisiplin, ketika mereka memakai truk pengangkut sampah kertas, mereka akan mengambil bak sampah yg berisi kertas saja. Lainnya akan diambil oleh tim yang lain sesuai tugasnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/182464/182464,1211142257,4/stock-photo-recycling-colorful-trash-bin-for-separate-garbage-glass-paper-plastic-12759769.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang? Hmm.. Saya bingung yah untuk meneruskan kebiasaan itu disini. Dengan minimnya tempat sampah disini, sulit untuk menerapkannya. Karena, jangankan di jalan umum (yang tragisnya jarang sekali ada tempat sampah, begitu ada tempat sampah, banyak yang tidak terawat, bahkan saya pernah menjumpai bbrp tempat sampah di tempat umum yang dasarnya jebol), di kawasan perumahan elite saja belum tentu fasilitas pembuangan sampahnya bagus. Seringkali sih yang terjadi, semua sampah disatukan di satu keranjang rotan besar nan lusuh, yang ditaruh di depan rumah, lalu di hari-hari tertentu akan diambil oleh truk besar pengangkut sampah, yang tentunya lagi, menjadikan satu semua sampah-sampah satu kompleks. Ya memang sih negara ini punya (terlalu) banyak penduduk di bawah garis kemiskinan yang bisa bertugas sebagai pemilah-milah sampah di pusat pembuangan sampah ketika memulung. But still, it's not efficient at all i think, dalam segi waktu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A little bit of exercise. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really a gym freak. Bisa dibilang agak pemalas kalau untuk urusan berolahraga *blushing*. Tapi sewaktu saya merantau, saya lebih banyak bergerak. Hal-hal kecil saja sih misalnya untuk transportasi. Karena sarana transportasi yang bisa digunakan adalah public transport, tentunya saya harus menepati jadwal. Tentunya saya harus berjalan kaki dulu ke station / tram stop, lalu belum lagi kalau ternyata nyaris ketinggalan kereta / tram yang saya ingin naiki, lari sekencang-kencangnya!&lt;br /&gt;Melakukan hal-hal sehari-hari pun juga tentunya harus bergerak. Dengan jadwal kelas yang berbeda-beda ruangan, dan juga tempat kerja part-time yang cukup lumayan jaraknya dari tempat tinggal, saya harus berpindah-pindah lokasi, tentunya ya dengan mengejar train / tram itu, bahkan sering  berjalan kaki.&lt;br /&gt;House chores, seperti memasak, mencuci, bersih-bersih ; juga dilakukan sendiri donk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources2.news.com.au/images/2009/10/21/1225789/072694-train.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.igougo.com/images/p346141-Melbourne-A_Melbourne_tram.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang? Hmm.. Saya "beruntung" tidak perlu memikirkan hal-hal seperti itu. Jujur saja saya rada takut juga sih untuk memakai public transport umum disini, dan juga saya "beruntung" mendapat fasilitas mobil pribadi untuk digunakan sehari-hari. Untuk ke kantor pun, saya juga nebeng fasilitas mobil antar-jemput yang disediakan dari kantor.&lt;br /&gt;Dan perlu diketahui, pekerjaan saya sepenuhnya berada di depan laptop. Jadi bisa dibilang dari pagi sampai sore, pantat saya lengket dengan kursi. Rada sedih juga sih dengan keadaan ini, karena hal ini membuat saya jadi agak malas. Pernah saya sampai merencanakan kegiatan di kantor selain di depan laptop, dalam sekali jalan. Contoh misalnya saya harus pergi ke ATM, mengambil data dari rekan, toilet break, etc., saya rencanakan untuk dilakukan sekaligus, supaya tidak bolak-balik jalan (dan naik-turun tangga). &lt;br /&gt;Setelah pulang bekerja pun, saya "beruntung" untuk mendapati kamar saya biasanya sudah dirapikan oleh asisten-rumah-tangga. Bepergian, yah menggunakan mobil pribadi. Sungguh, jarak berjalan kaki per hari menurun drastis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eating more vegetables.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my own grocery shopping. Dan tentunya, saya wajib mengambil sayuran. Selain untuk alasan hemat (ya lah, kalau makannya daging terus, bisa abis dana shoppingnya), saya juga tergoda dengan penampilan sayuran yang fresh, bersih segar, menarik banget. Biasanya yang saya beli adalah sayur-sayuran hijau (spt brokoli, kangkung, kailan, sawi) , wortel (yang lebih gendut drpd yang saya jumpai disini, menyenangkan!), tomat, terung, jamur, dll. Saya tetap membeli daging/ikan, tapi ada kalanya saya hanya memasak sayuran, tanpa daging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.getabslosefat.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/vegetables.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang? Wow.. Saya hampir tidak punya waktu luang untuk menyiapkan masakan sendiri. Rutinitas kerja yang mengharuskan saya untuk keluar rumah dari 7 pagi hingga 5 sore sampai di rumah, tidak memungkinkan saya untuk berbelanja pagi-pagi untuk memasak. Bekal makan siang sudah disiapkan asisten-rumah-tangga, dan ketika saya pulang ke rumah, lauk makan malam pun sudah tersedia. Sometimes I do miss cooking, jadi ketika ada waktu libur, atau di hari spesial, saya menyempatkan diri untuk belanja di malam hari dan 'bertempur' di dapur esoknya. Yah, tapi hari libur tidak banyak :( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, I have to admit, I'm much healthier back then!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~-~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melihat beberapa perubahan gaya hidup itu, membuat saya jadi berpikir. Terkadang lingkungan membuat kita terbawa arus. Lingkungan memang berperan besar dalam hidup seseorang. Kebanyakan orang berkata ini adalah &lt;i&gt;adaptasi&lt;/i&gt;. Ketika seseorang berada di lingkungan yang berbeda dari sebelumnya, dia harus menyesuaikan diri dengan lingkungan sekitar.&lt;br /&gt;Memang sih, tentunya tidak mungkin kan kalau misalnya orang yang pindah dari daerah pantai ke pegunungan, tetap memakai pakaian tipis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun akan lebih baik lagi, kalau manusia dapat beradaptasi untuk terus-menerus menjadi lebih baik, dan tidak terbawa arus yang akibatnya akan membuatnya kehilangan prinsip. &lt;b&gt;Karena mengikuti arus tidak sama dengan adaptasi. Adaptasi hanyalah berusaha menyesuaikan diri, tapi tidak merubah diri.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak bermaksud untuk bilang, adaptasi itu buruk. Justru adaptasi itu bagus, jika kita memang bisa menjadi lebih baik lagi. Lebih bagus lagi jika hal-hal yang baik yang kita temukan ketika beradaptasi, bisa menjadi prinsip dan cara hidup. Tapi adaptasi yang membuat kita hanya terbawa arus, semata-mata karena semua orang melakukannya, hmmm.. kenapa dilakukan? Kita kan bukan hasil fotocopy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, mulai sekarang aku akan mencoba lagi ah, to do green-living things again :). Yah belum bisa berjanji sih akan benar-benar hidup sehat, but I do promise myself that I will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- I googled for the images, I take no credits. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-4220896715406607876?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4220896715406607876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2011/08/terbawa-arus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4220896715406607876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4220896715406607876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2011/08/terbawa-arus.html' title='Terbawa Arus'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5601887148216846747</id><published>2010-07-30T15:12:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T15:16:16.843+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>the wrath of envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I find it funny, that some people think I'm happy in where i am right now.&lt;br /&gt;How can you think I'm happy, knowing someone I love is engaged to another woman? :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a human too. I get jealous everytime I know he's with her.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it hurts, i feel the envy is lurking behind.&lt;br /&gt;I envy her, for knowing him first. For having a chance to be officially his girlfriend for so long until now.&lt;br /&gt;When I have to look at myself, I can only be an option for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand I can't ask for more than I can get for now.&lt;br /&gt;Aku mengerti sih, dia juga banyak berbuat untuk aku.&lt;br /&gt;Terkadang dia memilih untuk bersama aku, meskipun "his fiancee" sedang pulang dan berada di kota yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;Terkadang dia harus berbohong berkali-kali, supaya kami masih bisa in-contact.&lt;br /&gt;Do I feel happy? &lt;br /&gt;I can't lie, if I can choose, I don't want it. Of course what i want is, we can be together without any concern of anyone else. Without lies.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi memang situasi saat ini tidak memungkinkan untuk itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat ini aku hanya bisa melakukan yang terbaik, menjadi the best of me, and hoping for the best, and preparing for the worst, until the time he'll decide which one is better for him.&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya bisa mencoba menghilangkan suara-suara negatif dalam kepalaku, semoga memang aku masih mempunyai kelebihan, ketika hampir semua orang menghakimi, bahwa aku tidak lebih baik dari "his fiancee".&lt;br /&gt;Memang sih sering banget aku berkaca, intropeksi diri sendiri, who am i? How can i dare to continue this, knowing that my rival has many better qualities than me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can only think in my place just for a second, feel that it's not easy being me either.&lt;br /&gt;I got hurt a lot. And I have to deal not only with people's judgements, but from my conscience too.&lt;br /&gt;My self-esteem is on stake here.&lt;br /&gt;If in the end, I can't be with him for some reasons, I can't lie that maybe, I'd crashed and feel I'm nothing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. I'm rambling.. Yadda yadda..&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I don't need your judgements. I can judge myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;I got enough pressure from myself.&lt;br /&gt;I know what I do is wrong, but I also know that what I feel is real. Do I ask to fall in love with him?&lt;br /&gt;And you blame me for feeling this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-5601887148216846747?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5601887148216846747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/07/wrath-of-envy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5601887148216846747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5601887148216846747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/07/wrath-of-envy.html' title='the wrath of envy'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-3888682570619817867</id><published>2010-06-21T23:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T23:10:41.714+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qzizhokLeV8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qzizhokLeV8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The only song that's been in my head for the past few days, even until now, I can't stop listening to this song.. This song is truly describe how I feel and how our relationship's going..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 a.m and the rain is falling ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;here we are at the crossroads once again ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you're telling me you're so confused,  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you can't make up your mind ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Is this meant to be  &lt;/i&gt;? ",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you're asking me ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;but only love can say  &lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;" try again or walk away "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i believe for you and me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the sun will shine one day ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so I'll just play my part,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and pray you'll have a change of heart ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i can't make you see it through,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's something only love can do ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in your arms as the dawn is breaking,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;face to face &amp;amp; a thousand miles apart,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've tried my best to make you see,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;there's hope beyond the pain,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;if we give enough,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;if we learn to trust ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;but only love can say  &lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;" try again or walk away "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i believe for you and me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the sun will shine one day ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so I'll just play my part,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and pray you'll have a change of heart ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i can't make you see it through,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's something only love can do ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know if I could find the words  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;to touch you deep inside,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you'll give our dreams just one more chance,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't let this be our last goodbye ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;but only love can say  &lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;" try again or walk away "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i believe for you and me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the sun will shine one day ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so I'll just play my part,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and pray you'll have a change of heart ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i can't make you see it through,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's something only love can do ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's something only love can do ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;+++&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know where I will be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know what will happen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All I know is my feeling is real..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even though I try so hard to let him go, I just can't..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't help but feeling restless .. Waiting for uncertainty .. Sometimes I got tired and wanted to quit .. Sometimes I wonder if his feeling is true or not .. But then I'm already so attached to him .. I can't ask for more .. I'm waiting for the day to come, when it will be clear to see if it's ever meant to be or not ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just hope I have enough strength, to hope for the best, and prepare for the worst ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-3888682570619817867?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3888682570619817867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/06/only-song-thats-been-in-my-head-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3888682570619817867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3888682570619817867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/06/only-song-thats-been-in-my-head-for.html' title=''/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-8057834787797272486</id><published>2010-06-16T15:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:14:39.907+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>quick update !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sehari-hari meskipun, ga keliatan sibuk, tapi agak capek juga akhir-akhir ini, secara rutinitas sudah gak bisa begadang-begadang lagi sampai pagi. Jadi aktifitas untuk yang lain-lainnya agak dikurangin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Akhir-akhir ini, aku menyadari beberapa hal.&lt;br /&gt;I've been fighting with my own conscience.&lt;br /&gt;I've become someone I hate the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love has made me become someone so evil. So easy to be envious, so quick to be jealous. And i hate that!&lt;br /&gt;I used to be an open-minded person. I used to be a trustful person, why am I not that person anymore?&lt;br /&gt;There are always voices inside my head, fighting and shouting at each other, saying things I don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What amazed me is, if someone is having the same problem as I am now, I can give good advices and tell him/her to do the right thing. But I can't do the same thing for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@huan : hati kita tahan banting, tapi bukan berarti kita mau terus2an dibanting kan?&lt;br /&gt;Capek kali lama-lama kalau setiap kali kena ujian bantingan terus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running out of patience. Totally hoping for extra charge of patience level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;* but i can't make you see it through, that's something only love can do ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : another update ..&lt;br /&gt;terkadang ironis ya, kalau musuh terbesar kita sendiri, terkadang berasal dari orang yang ketemu tiap hari...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-8057834787797272486?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8057834787797272486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/06/quick-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8057834787797272486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8057834787797272486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/06/quick-update.html' title='quick update !'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-6210019842631456360</id><published>2010-05-31T17:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:41:16.228+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>If I could have one super power ...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it would be nice if i can have Bruce Almighty's gift.&lt;br /&gt;Not the part that he can be omnipotent. I just wish i can have his ability to talk directly to God for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, God... for having lots of things to complain to You.&lt;br /&gt;I need to ask lots of questions about my life, that i need direct answers of.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand why I have to go through all these. Heartbreaks, disappointments, seem like usual things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tahu, ini semua kesalahanku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't put any hope, in everything basically. All the things I've pictured about, always got messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that, You've made things go well with them everyday. &lt;br /&gt;Do i have to be as religious as her first, to get what she has ?&lt;br /&gt;Ujian ini sudah sering kau berikan... Apa salah kalau sekarang aku sudah mulai capek menghadapi rasa ini?&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kapan aku harus menerima kenyataan kalau aku tidak bisa memiliki orang yang aku mau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika memang kali ini, tetap engkau tidak merubah semua itu, this is my limit, God.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any power left to love anyone again, because i'll just be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fragile today ....&lt;br /&gt;So lonely...&lt;br /&gt;Now all i can feel, is just afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with my family most likely will left me lonely in the future, since it's already clear that those people, only think about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no one is willing to be with me, to accompany me facing those cloudy days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-6210019842631456360?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6210019842631456360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-i-could-have-one-super-power.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6210019842631456360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6210019842631456360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-i-could-have-one-super-power.html' title='If I could have one super power ...'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-4632609434123118927</id><published>2010-05-29T01:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T01:21:26.542+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>ternyata ga enak juga ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;menjadi pengganggu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: warning, orang-orang yang cuma bisa berpikiran shallow dan judging, gak usah baca sekalian! suka-suka gw mo nulis apa, ni blog gw sendiri, emang siapa yang maksa kamu baca?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, in 2 of my past relationships, aku pernah mengalami kekecewaan. Pada dasarnya, aku menjadi pihak yang mungkin kata tepatnya diselingkuhin. Sebagai orang yang setia (uhuuyy...), pada saat-saat itu, entah mengapa aku merasa yang bersalah adalah mereka, bukan aku. Apalagi para 'pengganggu' tersebut. I used to despise them. I hate their guts that they're still after my guys, eventhough they knew my existence. I used to think, why they didn't care about me, why they didn't care that someone was hurt and how come they were happy knowing that...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have to rethink about my judgement. I am unfortunately, having such experience being them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed to admit that, i'm in love with someone's guy ...&lt;br /&gt;I never suspected this would happen, it just happened. Just like Blackstreet's song : &lt;i&gt;it came over me in a rush, when i realized that i love you so much ... that sometimes i cry but i can't tell you whyyyy.. why i feel what i feel inside....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada awal aku mengetahui dia sudah memiliki seseorang, aku mencoba untuk menekan perasaan itu, dan menghilangkan secepat mungkin. But i hate the fact that, this feeling is getting stronger day by day.&lt;br /&gt;Hate the fact that i cannot be with him, can't have him fully as mine.&lt;br /&gt;Hate the fact that time was not on my side.&lt;br /&gt;Hate the fact that i couldn't control myself, and letting myself fell for him. &lt;br /&gt;HATE the fact that i have to live in uncertainty about what i really am.&lt;br /&gt;Harus ke siapa aku marah?? Aku cuma bisa marah pada diriku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang aku kurang lebih bisa menyadari, ternyata judgementku selama ini salah besar.&lt;br /&gt;Menjadi para 'pengganggu' itu ternyata ga selalu membahagiakan. The heartbreak behind it is also painful.&lt;br /&gt;Mengetahui bahwa orang yang aku cintai, bersama orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;Merencanakan masa depan dengan orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;Memiliki dunia mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Sementara aku harus menerima kenyataan, bahwa aku tidak akan bisa menjadi bagian dari dunianya, dunia tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;Aku harus tinggal di dunia semu, dunia bayangan. Dunia lain yang disembunyikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata sakit ketika harus mengetahui, dia sedang bersama dengan orang itu.&lt;br /&gt;Di dalam kejelasan hubungan. Ketika aku harus paranoid memikirkan, apakah dia akan meninggalkan aku, orang yang hadir di selingan waktu..&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid memikirkan, mungkin dia atau mereka menertawakan aku, kebodohanku untuk menjadi seperti sekarang ini.&lt;br /&gt;Sakit ketika membayangkan apa yang mereka lakukan bersama, mereka obrolkan bersama.&lt;br /&gt;Sakit ketika mengetahui dalam waktu dekat, ternyata mereka sudah akan melakukan tingjing, meskipun itu bukan jaminan.&lt;br /&gt;Sakit ketika melihat mereka berada di satu stage, ketika sebenarnya aku ingin memegang tangannya dengan bebas. &lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya aku ingin menemuinya, memeluknya, menjadi bagian dari dunianya, tanpa harus bersembunyi.&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidak tahu harus sampai kapan aku bersembunyi. Atau mungkin aku harus terus bersembunyi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin tahu, apakah dia juga memikirkan aku, ketika aku setiap saat memikirkan dia...&lt;br /&gt;Ingin tahu, apakah perasaan yang dia berikan kepadaku, bisakah menjadi sama dengan yang aku rasakan?&lt;br /&gt;Ingin tahu, apakah aku salah, terlalu membuka diri, sehingga mungkin dia memiliki pertimbangan lain thdp aku... Dan hanya ingin menjadikanku sebagai (lagi-lagi) sahabat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga gampang lho merasakan semua ini... Aku mungkin dulu terlalu cepat menilai buruk kepada para 'pengganggu'. Jangan menganggap mereka semua tidak tahu diri, ADA beberapa orang yang sebenarnya tidak mau menjadi 'pengganggu'.&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang aku tahu rasanya, ga seindah yang aku bayangkan dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya bisa menjalani semua ini, memasrahkan diri, leave it up to fate.&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidak tahu apakah ada kemungkinan aku bisa memilikinya... &lt;br /&gt;Semoga suatu saat nanti, aku bisa berharap lagi akan adanya kebahagiaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau mungkin, atau aku harus menyerah... Dan aku harus mendukung mereka, meskipun aku harus memendam rasa sakitku sendiri...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-4632609434123118927?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4632609434123118927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/05/ternyata-ga-enak-juga.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4632609434123118927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4632609434123118927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/05/ternyata-ga-enak-juga.html' title='ternyata ga enak juga ...'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-2143248735874161468</id><published>2010-05-29T01:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T01:17:52.391+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>my sleeping time ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bleh.. post ini udah jadi dari sekian lama yang lalu sebenarnya, tapi karena maaf ada kesibukan-kesibukan yang tidak bisa ditinggalkan, dan karena masalah dengan Spee** busuk juga, jadi ketunda-tunda update blognya... Gomennasai... m(_ _)m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mungkin sudah banyak yang tahu, kalau aku ini kalau masalah tidur, rada-rada ngaco. Hampir tiap harinya, aku tidur kurang dari recommended period, which is 8 hours, isn't it? I can sleep a lot less than that. I only need minimum 4 hours of sleeping, to stay awake through the day. Usually I sleep past midnight, around 1-2 am. Some days, I sleep around 3 am. And since I'm working now and have to get up around 5.30, well probably I get 3-5 hours of sleeping. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah waktu sebelum aku bekerja pun, tidurnya juga ngaco (^^!). Lebih ngaco lagi malah, bisa tidur pagi trus baru bangun sekitar 11am. Banyak yang bertanya-tanya, kok bisa aku seperti itu? Apa ga ngantuk seharian? Well, kalau dibilang ngantuk sih, not really. Usually I get sleepy during the day, if i only get less than 3 hours of sleeping, dan hari-hari sebelumnya aku sibuk keluar rumah terus. Tapi kalau selalu ngantuk sih gak juga, I'm alright. Bahkan pernah untuk 3 hari, aku tidur total hanya 8 jam hehehe.... v(^^!). Kenapa bisa seperti ini sih, sebenarnya karena bad habit. Mulai begadang tidur malam sejak SMP, makin gede makin malam jam tidurnya, sampai during high school, I always slept past 11 pm. Then came college life (^^!), I slept usually in the morning, around 4-5 am. got up around 10 am. Habis gimana yah, rasanya aneh juga, I feel more lively during the night, I guess I'm a night person actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time I get to sleep healthy (not too late and enough) was when I got a boyfriend, LOL! Because somehow I feel that I have to be healthy to take care of my loved ones, so I somehow sleep more. Tapi kalau single gini, errr...&amp;nbsp; I can do anything I want, without any concerns to anyone, since I have no one (-__-!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I suddenly talk about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because lately, orang-orang yang bertanya kepadaku ttg hal ini jg makin banyak. (-__-!) Hehehe.. I know they are concerned about me, they think I can get sick one day if I keep it up like this, thank you. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;But do you know, why is it so hard for me to change this habit? Dan jangan heran kenapa aku bisa seperti ini.&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;+&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;+&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already written in the cosmic for me ! Hahaha.. One of my best friend, yang kayanya kurang kerjaan banget, sempet-sempetnya nemuin website orang pinter Ki Demang. (-__-!) Dan disana ada &lt;a href="http://ki-demang.com/php_files/02%20kalender%20weton%20on%20line.php"&gt;analisa karakter menurut weton kelahiran&lt;/a&gt;. And when I put my birthday to be analyzed, this is what I get. (^^!) LMAO....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=weton-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/weton-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : it's freaky that most of the predictions are true, i also tried other people's birthdays as well.... Try yours! (^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-2143248735874161468?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2143248735874161468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-sleeping-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/2143248735874161468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/2143248735874161468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-sleeping-time.html' title='my sleeping time ~'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5831094951440697735</id><published>2010-04-26T22:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:36:24.347+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>pemilihan wakil pemerintahan Solo 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pagi sampai siang hari tadi, kota Solo mengadakan pesta demokrasi lho! Ada pemilihan walikota dan wakil walikota untuk periode 2010-2015.&lt;br /&gt;Jujur aja, aku sampai umur segini, meskipun sudah qualified to participate for quite a while, aku ga pernah tertarik untuk mengikuti jalannya Pemilu, sama sekali. Waktu pemilihan presiden aja aku jg ga ikut, meskipun terdaftar. Because I don't really understand politics and every drama behind it.&lt;br /&gt;So this is my first time experience participating as a good citizen (^^!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herannya, kenapa mesti hari Senin ya penyelenggaraannya? Kan hari kerja? Untungnya perusahaan memang memberikan dispensasi bagi karyawan yang berKTP kota Solo, untuk datang agak siang. Hurray! I can sleep a little bit more (^^).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dari Bapak RT setempat sudah diberikan kertas daftar dan kartu pemilih, sejak hari Sabtu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG00463-20100426-0857.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/IMG00463-20100426-0857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG00464-20100426-0857.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/IMG00464-20100426-0857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We can keep the card, yay! Hahaha... Ga penting, tapi suka aja ngumpulin ginian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So anyway, TPS buat daerah terdekatku ada di kampung belakang rumah. Jadi pagi tadi sekitar pukul setengah 10; aku, mama, koko Yuki, Ce Erni, sama Matthew jg ikut (^^), jalan bareng-bareng ke tempat TPS kira-kira 10 menit dari pagar belakang rumah. Wooo panas terik tadi pagi. Tapi untungnya waktu sampai di TPS, sudah sepi, jadi langsung proses pemilihan. Selesai deh ga sampe 5 menit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lancar tertib. Ada 2 petugas hansip ikut menjaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga wakil yang terpilih lagi, bisa terus melanjutkan bekerja buat kota Solo ya, bukan buat kantong pribadi! (^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS : jariku yang dicelupkan ke tinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG00489-20100426-1021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/IMG00489-20100426-1021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-5831094951440697735?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5831094951440697735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/04/pemilihan-wakil-pemerintahan-solo-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5831094951440697735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5831094951440697735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/04/pemilihan-wakil-pemerintahan-solo-2010.html' title='pemilihan wakil pemerintahan Solo 2010'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-4724577861020842322</id><published>2010-04-22T23:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:02:56.569+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>what's been happening lately ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;=======================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; Sometimes ago, I decided to take a break from my usual routine. I needed time and space to think over about my life. So I stopped slacking off, browsing unimportant stuffs, etc. Including blogging. Hence, this blog's been abandoned for a while, sorry (^^!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am back now, so I expect I can blog regularly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; I have to admit that there are problems in my family, even though it seems we're doing okay. It has been going on for so long, I think it's not fixable. Sometimes I feel like giving up too on my family, wanted to go away as far as possible, starting over my own life and never had to get tangled up in family issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had some thoughts of leaving since last year, had one time experience too. And with no money to continue my education, eventhough I really wanted to focus on it now, I'm forced to change my direction. What I did usually was asking some of my friends in other cities, asking that they would help me finding any jobs. Any jobs are okay, as long as I can get out and survive on my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Turned out of course it's not easy to find jobs, so I couldn't go sooner. With so many unemployment, and so few jobs available, ( I'm not sure with my qualifications too... ) it made me scared too that maybe I had to take some dirty jobs. But thank God, I was saved and got some good help. Got some informations about vacancy in other cities. Some in Jakarta, some in Padang, some in Surabaya. I've sent my applications, and I just had to think of how I can get enough money soon to be my saving while I wait for salary, and wait for reply from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was on crossroads by then. I got 2 options actually at that time. A relative of me in fact, offered me to work in one of his factories. He offered me already since last year, knowing that I wouldn't go abroad to study again. But I always declined the offer, as at that time the situation was just not right. My condition was still at the worst, and my relationship with my mom was in the worst too. I didn't want to have anything to do with my mom, and I thought that if I took that job, it would make my mom get positive point in my life, as I am sure somehow someway, she would feel that without her, I wouldn't get a job. And I don't want to give her that "ammo" for attacking me in the future. And considering that I wanted to go away as far as possible at that time, I declined the job offer three times. I didn't want to get stuck in Solo, which I would if I take the job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And after being unemployed for quite some time, last month I decided to make a choice.&amp;nbsp; 3 job offers, 1 in Jakarta and 2 in Surabaya, one of them was from a wellknown bank, answered my applications. To be honest, the salaries are not much. It will be enough for me to live with basic necessities only, it won't be enough for splurging. And maybe worse, considering in big cities, sometimes to go to one place to another, we need transportations, I was afraid the salary wouldn't be enough. But I will get the freedom I'd always been dreaming since teenager.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was broke at that time, I didn't have any savings, because my mother doesn't give me monthly allowance anymore. It just makes more sense, if I have some money first to live if I move to another city on my own, right? And turned out that relative of mine still offered me a position. So after some thinking, I was more inclined to take the job offer from my relative. Plus the salary is so much much more, and my spendings won't be really much as I still live in my mom's home, so I can save so much more. Maybe after saving some money, if I do have to move in the future if the situation in my family's worse, I will be more prepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So now I am working full time in one of textile factories in my hometown. For some of you my friends from Solo, of course you all know that the biggest textile factory in Solo is owned by my mom's younger brother. I just want to clarify that &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;I AM NOT WORKING THERE&lt;/b&gt; , since some people went straight to think that I'm working there. I am working in another factory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Monday to Friday, I start working 8 am - 4 pm, with 1 hour lunch break on 12 - 1 pm. Saturday I got half-day, 8 am -1 pm, lunch is after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place I'm working is far away from my home. It's in the outer suburb. By car, it will take about 30 minutes from my home. The factory has some cars and drivers that are used to pick up or take the office staffs home as a facility if the employees don't have their own transportations. Other than cars, the factory also has some buses, but they're more for production employees. I can drive on my own actually, but for me it just doesn't make sense if I drive on my own to work. For it's so far away, and I can use that car facility, I choose to use that. Beside I can relax after work or before reaching the factory in the morning, I steal a nap a bit more in the car, right? (^^). The problem is, because I was sharing the car with 2 other people, sometimes I have to wait for them too. And they have a quite important job rank too, so sometimes when they're busy, I left the factory around 4.20 - 4.30 pm. Hence eventhough I am supposed to be working from 8 am - 4 pm, the car is already in front of my home by 7 am, sometimes even before that. So I leave home around 7 am, and reach home in the afternoon around 5 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But okay, so far it's a good job. The salary is good enough. Lunch is provided too, and since I am having lunch in the room downstairs the building I am working, ( I don't have to go out of the building to have lunch.. ) with the manager-level employees, I get more food than the employees who have lunch in the canteen, near the production area. (^^)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh by the way, I'm working in Marketing, in Credit division. My job duties actually pretty are much around making a database on other people's credit. So I receive daily sales data, and making soft-copy data on how much people own, when the due date is, and analyzing their payment back, if they're early or on-time, and giving informations if there are some credits that haven't been paid and are passed the due date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And since I would be working with computer, the company gave me brand new free laptop to use (^^). It's not the best, but it's nice enough. Decided to install Windows 7 Ultimate, with the help of my brother's friend, instead of XP or Vista that the computer store gave me. I mostly use it for working anyway. So this is it, the laptop I always carry everyday, being stickered on for protection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG00328-20100402-1347.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/IMG00328-20100402-1347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG00329-20100402-1347.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/IMG00329-20100402-1347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I bought the skin and screen protectors in Solo Grand Mall - the shop's name is BLINK, in the mobile phone and computer area. They specialized in selling protectors for laptops.Turned out it's not really expensive. The skin protector costs me &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Rp. 125.000,- only&lt;/span&gt;, because I chose the one with picture. If you want transparent cover, it will only cost you Rp. 100.000,-. And the screen protector for small laptop (10"-15"), costs only &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Rp. 150.000,-&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG00333-20100402-1348.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/IMG00333-20100402-1348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since my laptop's small, they had to cut some of the skin protector. I felt it would be a waste if it's not being used, so I took them and use them for other part (^^).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG00349-20100414-1129.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/IMG00349-20100414-1129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; I know my simplincy blog has been abandoned for while, sorry. With all the things I've been through lately, it's hard to retell the story in the blog, for everytime I tried to do it, I would be crying again. Lately I've decided to make a makeover on that blog. From now, I will make that blog into sort of my memoir. It will start even from the very first beginning, because I thought it will be easier for other people to understand if they know what happened since the beginning, and not just wondering on why I became the person I am today. And it's still only for my real personal life and feelings. My daily ordinary life will be written here, in bittersweetxilicy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The project will start by this weekend, and I think it will keep up and running regularly. I expect to update it at least once, weekly. It will still be limited to invited-reader only though, because it involves lots of private matters, I feel that it would be nice to know the people who know my personal life, and strangers don't need to know all about me, right? The blog will probably be open for public in the future, but not just yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So for you who have been invited, please confirm if you still want to be on the list, as I think I need to reset it. If anyone want to be invited to, contact me via email, and give me your email.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &lt;/b&gt;Okay lastly, this is a bit important for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some time ago, a person who's used to be my friend, told me that "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;being friend with me is more like an effort, than pleasure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;". That is the exact sentence that's now I'll memorize forever. That person also explained that &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes people'd feel that I tend to put a barrier when people want to be close with me, that's why sometimes it feels like effort, and not at all pleasure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. That person happened to be one of my good friend before, we would chat all the time, and sometimes I also tell what I feel to that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that person, I think now decides not to be my friend anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think about this for quite some time, until I decided to ask other people too whether it's true or not. I picked only few people whom I know, used to be close with me. Sent them SMS text. Among those people, only a handful are willing to reply my question :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For those who were willing to spend some thoughts on my question, thanks a lot. At least I know that I still can expect you to listen to me when I need someone, that's really a big deal for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For those who didn't reply, it's okay. Thanks to you too. Now I can know there are many kinds of friendships. And maybe our friendships can't be closer than just a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With this post I just want to clarify some points. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do realize that sometimes I'm not fun to be with. I can't put up a happy face and big smile all the time, it tires me greatly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been in lots of deep shits in my life, that sometimes I'm just lost and got depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still learning to deal with the complexity of my life, even until now. And when I did ask / tell people about my problems, it's usually pretty serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I understand that sometimes you guys also offered me some helps or advices. Although I listen to you, many times too I chose to ignore them. It's not because I don't appreciate your "effort", but sometimes my condition forced me to think differently than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If that tires you, I'm sorry, I never mean to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I'm doing is just trying to survive. My strength's already used up for surviving. I don't need more people judging me, thank you, i don't have spare energy for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sorry that somehow my life is not as nice as yours. Hey I also want a good life with just a little problem too! But what can I do? I'm born into this world, facing lots of uncertainty and complex problems. And the strength in each person is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sorry if that bothers you guys sometimes, that it makes you think twice to be friend with me. It's alright. Thank you for your &lt;b&gt;"efforts"&lt;/b&gt; anyway. Maybe my life was too complicated for you to understand, it IS better for you to just quit to understand before you blow your brains off (^^).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And no, after some thoughts, I decided not to change myself, just to fit in into your "ideal" type of friendship, even though some of you feel I'm too tiresome. I won't budge you people anymore, I'll try to survive with this little strength I've got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ps : remember the couple i told you about before, in &lt;a href="http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/02/jealousy-or-plain-paranoid.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, the one with very paranoid and jealousy girlfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not long after that, the guy chatted with me again on facebook, he told me that it's okay for us to communicate again. At that time, i didn't realize what's going on, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ but apparently they broke up. And now, the guy, who is my friend, already has a crush on someone else. LOL ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-4724577861020842322?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4724577861020842322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-been-happening-lately.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4724577861020842322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4724577861020842322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-been-happening-lately.html' title='what&apos;s been happening lately ...'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-6277504099001289942</id><published>2010-02-18T22:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:50:01.977+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>the journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few weeks ago, I had to go to Singapore for a little while. My mom needed me to accompany her, as she needed to get health check-up. We were flying there with Silk Air, direct from my hometown to Singapore. When we're on board, as usual I checked out the in-flight magazine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like other airlines' in-flight magazines, it contains many information about places to travel. I find some of them were interesting, some were boring. I skimmed through many pages, until in the middle of the magazine, I found a great headline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The content's actually about Japan, but I'm not gonna talk about it. It was the title that struck me. I don't remember the exact words, but it's something like this :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Life is not about the destination, but it's about the journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That simple sentence somehow makes me think a lot about my life. Looking back, I've been through a lot of things. In some aspects, I can still say I should be grateful that I am lucky to have lived well. I've never been starved. I live in a good house, went to great schools, had many chances too to travel to many places. But surely life couldn't be that perfect, right? Along the way, I stumbled through many difficulties too. My personal life, emotionally, is not that great. Maybe I'll write about it later in different posts. Just contemplating about it. Somehow I forget, when was the last time I actually felt happy. I don't know what true happiness is, as I think I'm not lucky in that way. When I thought I was happy, somehow I got hurt real bad. There were many occasions I wish never had happened. There are some people I wish I never met. The whole deal is enough to make me lost my faith in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then came that sentence. For some time, I'm contemplating. I find the sentence is very rich in its own way, for life's really not about the destination. What kind of destination people are looking for actually? In the end, we all die. The difference is just we may die as somebody, or die as nobody. But even a nobody can leave a great legacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used to have a lot of dreams, but they won't come true. I don't have the capability to make great things. I'm maybe a nobody, and may remain the same until I die. Yeah. But I'm sure, my life, although there were much bitterness, has its own richness. And I hope, you all feel the same way. &lt;b&gt;Treasure every breath, cherish every moment&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-6277504099001289942?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6277504099001289942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/02/journey.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6277504099001289942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6277504099001289942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/02/journey.html' title='the journey'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-3140505286772155890</id><published>2010-02-16T10:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T10:31:11.956+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Avatar &amp; Naruto Twist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For Naruto, and Avatar-The Last Air Bender fans only. Otherwise, maybe you won't really get the jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~~ * ~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember that Gaara, from Naruto, was born in Sand Country. And has the power of Jinchuuriki (a demon that is sealed within his body) that controls sand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bd/Gaara.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ * ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aang, the Avatar, came from Air Village. Has natural ability to control air, and has a pet since his childhood, a bison that can fly, named Appa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XR8IP6-HtQo/SL2HDTHQN6I/AAAAAAAAAxY/vBGEHEcSo-Y/s320/appa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember, in Avatar, Aang and his friends once went to the desert, to look for a library that keeps all books or information. Basically we can get all answers and knowledge in this library. They wanted to look for information about when the next sun eclipse would be, for that's when they would have the best chance to kill the enemy, the Fire Nation king.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But while they were inside the library, a group of thieves that have the ability to control sand, from nearby village in the desert, kidnapped Appa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aang and his friends desperately looked for Appa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's the twist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe while they're looking for Appa, they met Gaara. &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/smileyicons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=YClol.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/smileyicons/YClol.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sand_bender.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/sand_bender.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S: The images are not my artworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-3140505286772155890?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3140505286772155890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/02/avatar-naruto-twist.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3140505286772155890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3140505286772155890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/02/avatar-naruto-twist.html' title='Avatar &amp; Naruto Twist'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XR8IP6-HtQo/SL2HDTHQN6I/AAAAAAAAAxY/vBGEHEcSo-Y/s72-c/appa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-3844078765887166058</id><published>2010-02-13T01:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T01:35:18.137+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Jealousy or Plain Paranoid?</title><content type='html'>Want to share some thoughts, that occurred to me almost a month ago actually. But I just got the time to write it here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You all know of course, if we're in love with someone, sometimes we got jealous. And  sometimes it's over something that beyond logic. I understand that we certainly don't want to lose someone we care so much for. But where is the limit of normal jealousy, or being too scared that we can get into paranoia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been involved with some guys, some of them are not serious relationships for me, so I tend not to get jealous although there were obviously some girls lusting over those exes of mine. But I've been in very serious relationships too, and I did fall in love with those lucky bastards, and I did get jealous sometimes. But I think I can safely say that I'm still not a jealousy type of girl. I can still think rationally between the lines. If there are not any signs that indicate any affairs between my guy and any girl, if they're really friends, I won't get jealous and not setting any boundaries. Basically I tend to let my guy to do whatever he likes to do, as long as he himself know the limits, and those limits are pretty flexible. I'm a believer that if you're trusted by someone, you have a responsibility to keep it, by proving it. Keeping the commitment although there are a lot of temptations, and being able to reject them, are far more rewarding, than being good because there are limits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But maybe it's just me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Insiden ini bermula sebenarnya dari hal yang sepele. Dari game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seperti yang tentunya sudah diketahui oleh teman-teman yang ada di jaringan Facebook'ku, ada satu application game di Facebook yang aku cukup aktif main. Wall kalian tentunya pernah dan sering melihat postingan ku tentang game itu. Penjelasan simplenya, buat yang tidak memainkan, game itu web-based click game, bertema kurang lebih RPG, menuntaskan quest dan membunuh monster-monster untuk mendapatkan power dan items. Dan karena ini game adalah game social, pemain tentunya membutuhkan bantuan dari orang-orang lain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Contohnya adalah ini :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=penyebabperkara.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/penyebabperkara.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ada seorang teman cowo, yang sudah aku kenal dari beberapa tahun yang lalu, lewat online. Tepatnya di masa akhir kejayaan mIRC. Sebelum aku benar-benar meninggalkan dunia mIRC, aku sempat aktif di salah satu radio online, menjadi DJ radio tersebut, dan cukup menambah teman-teman. Cowo yang aku maksud, dulunya salah satu pendengar aktif radio itu, jadi otomatis lama-kelamaan jadi kenal di chatroom radio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi sebenarnya, kami hanya sekedar kenal. Hanya tahu basic information, seperti nama, umur, jenis kelamin, dan add friends di Friendster. Jarang sekali mengobrol, apalagi setelah mIRC benar-benar aku pensiunkan. Setelah Facebook muncul mengalahkan Friendster, otomatis ter-add'lah lagi orang tersebut di jaringanku. Dan tetap memang karena kami hanya sekedar kenal, kami gak pernah ada ngobrol-ngobrol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Masalahnya timbul ketika pada akhirnya aku join game yang dimaksud, dia ternyata juga merupakan salah satu pemain aktif. Karena aku juga pemain yang memang terbilang sangat aktif memeriksa game progressku, aku kurang lebih sering mengecek juga filter newsfeed Facebook yang memuat panggilan-panggilan pemain lain. Suatu ketika, aku melihat panggilan ini, dari cowo yang dimaksud, dan berniat membantu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jan12th.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/jan12th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Itu adalah komunikasi pertama setelah sekian lama tidak pernah mengobrol. Beberapa saat kemudian, muncul status message dari orang tersebut di newsfeed Facebook'ku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jan12thnotme.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/jan12thnotme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku tidak menanggapi, hanya dari situ aku mengetahui kalau dia memang tengah mencari-cari monster Gold Dragon. Karena waktu itu aku tengah mengurusi monster yang lain, dan tidak ada teman-temanku yang menghadapi Gold Dragon, aku melewati saja status dia. Namun keesokan harinya, muncul lagi status update dia yang baru, yang memang aku akuin menggoda untuk aku kasih comment. Akhirnya jadi balas-balasan di status comment itu. Ternyata dia memang tengah mengincar barang yang hanya bisa didapat dari Gold Dragon, dan kebetulan ada teman-temanku yang memang bertarung melawan Gold Dragon, sebagai orang yang baik dan suka menolong :), aku kasih informasi ke orang ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jan13th1stpart.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/jan13th1stpart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jan13th2ndpart.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/jan13th2ndpart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Percakapan berakhir disitu, lalu kita asik bermain di monster masing-masing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayang sekali memang terkadang beberapa barang susah didapatkan, meskipun player sudah berusaha mati-matian, faktor keberuntungan berpengaruh juga di game ini. Ternyata cowo ini keesokan harinya belum berhasil mendapat apa yang dia incar, dan kembali memanggil bantuan untuk mencarikan Gold Dragon lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jan14th.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/jan14th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai 2 hari kemudian, masih belum berhasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jan17th.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/jan17th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keesokan harinya kami memainkan monster yang sama, aku join juga di battle dragonnya. Dan kebetulan aku berhasil mendapatkan yang dia incar. Sedangkan dia tidak, sehingga memunculkan status message seperti ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jan18th.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/jan18th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, the next day, another status message from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jan19th.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/jan19th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And guess, it turned out to be our last conversation. Huh? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi ceritanya, kami hanyalah orang yang menjadi teman di dunia maya, hanya bersama-sama memainkan game yang sama. Saling membantu if we're feeling like it, it's not like we're always chasing after the same monster anyway, dan yah terkadang membalas comment status saja. Itu juga yang aku comment hanya yang tentang game itu, status dia yang lain mah, I won't give a damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi malam harinya, di hari yang sama status message yang terakhir itu keluar, selagi aku asyik attacking my own other monster, tiba-tiba dia panggil di Facebook Chat. Sesuatu yang gak pernah terjadi, karena kami memang ga pernah ngobrol lagi. Dan yang membuat shock, dia bilang kalau aku jangan lagi comment-comment'in status dia, jangan lagi kasih kabar secara langsung ke dia, jika aku punya informasi link yang dia mau. Kalau aku masih mau membantu, ya aku cukup tekan Call to Arms button aja, yang akan memunculkan panggilan itu di newsfeed dia juga, jadi biar dia sendiri yang mencari-cari di newsfeed dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was like, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, that was the first word I uttered after reading his message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apparently, his girlfriend, who actually also a player in the so-called game, got jealous. Dia bercerita ke aku, kalau pacarnya pada saat itu ngambek ke dia. Cemburu karena kesannya aku sering banget comment status dia belakangan ini. Jadi dia dilarang berkomunikasi dengan aku, dan dia juga meminta aku tidak menghubungi dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was thinking, &lt;i&gt;errr..emangnya kita berkomunikasi ya? Emang kita pernah ngobrol-ngobrol gitu?&lt;/i&gt; But apparently his girlfriend doesn't see it that way. Setelah sedikit ada rasa tersinggung juga jujur aja, karena aku merasa dilabrak untuk sesuatu yang tidak aku lakukan, I was laughing out loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku terangkan ke cowo itu, emang kita ngapain? Ketemu aja kita ga pernah, chatting aja juga ga pernah. I feel sorry for his girlfriend, to be seriously in love or insecure with their relationship? Sampai seperti ini aja, she got jealous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that, I got into thinking, apa bener tindakanku itu melebihi batas? Aku jadi mencari orang lain. Teman cowo lain, yang jauh lebih dekat denganku daripada cowo yang pertama. Teman yang ini kenal dari jaman aku masih SMU. Dia kakak kelasku, dan pernah juga ada sedikit affair karena jaman dulu dia juga had a crush on me, dan meskipun dia sudah pindah ke negara lain setelah dia lulus SMU, we maintain a good friendship until now. Memang alasan kesibukan di hidup masing-masing tidak membuat kami sedekat yang dulu, tapi terkadang kami masih chatting jika sempat dan ada topik yang dibicarakan. Dan tentunya, aku jauh lebih sering memberi comment di status messagenya. Kayanya malah hampir setiap dia keluar status message, aku kasih comment. And they're real life status messages, not a game follow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku berkeluh-kesah dengannya, kalau aku secara ga langsung habis dilabrak gara-gara sering kasih comment &lt;i&gt;katanya&lt;/i&gt;. Aku jadi menanyakan juga ke temanku ini, apaka aku bermasalah karena aku sering juga kasih comment ke dia. Setelah selesai, tanggapan dari temanku ini sama seperti yang aku pikirkan sih, kalau mereka berlebihan. Hal begitu aja gak seharusnya jadi alasan untuk cemburu, because it's just a game. Dia sama sekali tidak bermasalah dengan comment-commentku, begitu pula pacarnya, karena mereka in a very steady and serious relationship. Dan dia berpendapat aku dengan orang yang bermasalah itu tidak pernah bertemu begitu, kemungkinan untuk ngapa-ngapain juga minim sekali. Temanku memberikan kelegaan yang besar, dia bilang tidak ada kesalahan dari pihakku. Mungkin memang karena mereka masih belum dewasa saja, sampai-sampai bisa terganggu hanya karena urusan sepele seperti ini. Yah memang sih, cewe yang bermasalah ini aku pikir masih di bangku SMU. So I was able to laugh it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But morale of the story is, terkadang apa yang kita pikir tidak menjadi masalah, bisa menjadi masalah bagi orang lain. Batas rasional orang berbeda-beda yah, jadi terkadang kita, although we may find them ridiculous, memang mesti memaklumi aja kalau ada orang yang berbeda dengan kita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-3844078765887166058?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3844078765887166058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/02/jealousy-or-plain-paranoid.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3844078765887166058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3844078765887166058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/02/jealousy-or-plain-paranoid.html' title='Jealousy or Plain Paranoid?'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-6923678351889936899</id><published>2010-01-23T20:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T20:50:29.050+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open happiness'/><title type='text'>born to find happiness ?</title><content type='html'>Well, that's what this old grandpa said.&lt;br /&gt;This adv is so beautifully made :) very worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sk6HocjwBnQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sk6HocjwBnQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't waste time with nonsense, there's plenty of it.&lt;br /&gt;Go and find what makes you happy while you can,&lt;br /&gt;since time slips away very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;You're here to be happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-6923678351889936899?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6923678351889936899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/01/born-to-find-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6923678351889936899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6923678351889936899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/01/born-to-find-happiness.html' title='born to find happiness ?'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-4241729445851968160</id><published>2010-01-17T20:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:44:58.804+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open happiness'/><title type='text'>Spread some more happiness !!</title><content type='html'>Ternyata masih ada lagi Open Happiness dari versi negara lainnya. Here they are ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;Japan&lt;/b&gt; - by Monkey Majik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdNxss2e2y0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdNxss2e2y0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - well this is just the better quality&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; 可口可樂 advertisement, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;開動快樂&lt;/span&gt; MV from Joey Yung 容祖兒 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ds7Qm5myRYY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ds7Qm5myRYY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Philipine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ~ by Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5NfHUrn4Gt4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5NfHUrn4Gt4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and the Bible said, &lt;i&gt;Thee should love thy neighbour&lt;/i&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Malaysian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; version : Rentak Optimis by Shila &amp;amp; Dafi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/glnKnxz_CG4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/glnKnxz_CG4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : By the way, someone left a comment in my last post, asking where to download the Canadian version song. I happen to have them, would you like them? I just don't know where I can upload them &lt;b&gt;permanently&lt;/b&gt; so you guys can download it, since I don't have any premium account in any file-sharing website. So if you have some information about where I can upload the songs permanently, let me know :).&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/6314262202889157584-4241729445851968160?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4241729445851968160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/01/spread-some-more-happiness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4241729445851968160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4241729445851968160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/01/spread-some-more-happiness.html' title='Spread some more happiness !!'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-3625005519985544412</id><published>2010-01-03T23:02:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:42:14.698+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open happiness'/><title type='text'>Open Up, Open Up, Some Happiness ~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: whitesmoke; border: 1px solid black; float: left; font-size: 1.5em; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-top: 15px; padding: 10px; width: 40%;"&gt;For people should really be happy, and have hopes for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Helloooo... First post of this year !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kata orang, mengawali tahun yang baru, harus dengan senyuman, kebahagiaan, kedamaian. Supaya ngikut terus sampai akhir tahun. Bener ga ya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;New year's eve kemarin, aku di Melb, kerja sampai jam 4 pagi. Happy, karena dapat bonus lumayan. Sedih juga, karena melewati detik-detik terakhir bersama &lt;i&gt;co-worker&lt;/i&gt; di sebelah mesin kasir, bukan bersama orang yang dicinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2009 became the year I got hurt the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyway, I won't talk about it now&lt;/i&gt;. Tapi mau membahas yang lumayan bikin &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kira-kira sekitar bulan November, aku denger di TV, lagu baru dari penyanyi-penyanyi Ello, Ipang, Berry (st. Loco), Lala. &lt;b&gt;Bukalah Semangat Baru&lt;/b&gt;. Lagunya sangat catchy, langsung suka deh dari pertama kali dengar. Tune-nya bikin semangat dan happy. Aku pikir keren juga tuh Ello dkk bisa bikin lagu kaya gitu. Pada dasarnya aku tuh kalau menonton TV, jarang ditonton TVnya. Tapi didengar sbg background suara. Jadi maklum deh kalau pada awalnya, aku tuh ga tahu kalau ternyata lagu ini adalah jingle iklan Coca-Cola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnFpWxMqEMU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnFpWxMqEMU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sampai beberapa minggu, kira-kira pertengahan Desember, ada yang membahas di Kaskus. Sebenarnya udah lumayan lama dibahas sih, cuma aku baru nemuin hari itu ^_^. Ternyata lagi, lagu Bukalah Semangat Baru itu memang versi Indonesia dari lagu &lt;b&gt;Open Happiness&lt;/b&gt;. Dan aku baru tahu juga kalau &lt;i&gt;Open Happiness&lt;/i&gt; itu semboyan Coca-Cola. Lagu ini memang digunakan oleh Coca-Cola sebagai jingle iklannya di banyak negara. &lt;i&gt;I'm amazed. &lt;/i&gt;Hebat sekali tim marketing Coca-Cola, bisa menciptakan karya &lt;i&gt;global marketing campaign&lt;/i&gt; seperti ini. Kayanya sih yang original yang ini, dari USA, by Brendon "PATD" Urie, Patrick "FOB" Stump, Cee-Lo Green, Janelle Monae, &amp;amp; Travis "Gym Class Heroes" McCoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dari hasil browsing di Youtube, ada dapat informasi kalau urutan pembuatannya seperti ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. The first Open-Happiness-based song was initially featured in a collaboration between Cee-Lo of Gnarls Barkley, Patrick Stump from Fall Out Boy, Brendon Urie from Panic at the Disco, Travis McCoy from Gym Class Heroes, Janelle Monae, and Polow Da Don and Butch Walker as producers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. The Coca-Cola Company announced in May 2009 that Lebanese pop icon Nancy Ajram recorded an Arabic language-version of the Open Happiness song, called "Eftah Tefrah", to be released in markets in the Middle East.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. The Open Happiness song was adapted to the Cantonese language for Hong Kong; the song is sung by Hong Kong pop star Joey Yung in the country's version of the song and music video.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. A version of the song for Singapore was released later in the same month, which had local pop stars Derrick Hoh and Jocie Guo provide vocals. The song's music video was filmed by Warner Music.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. In July 2009, the Open Happiness was launched in China, where a local version of the song was recorded by Chinese singer and songwriter Wang Leehom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. In November 2009, The Coca-Cola Company launched the Indonesian version of Open Happiness, with the title "Buka Semangat Baru (Open a New Spirit)". It is sung by Ello, Ipang, and Barry from the hip-hop/rock group Saint Loco, and Indonesian-Philippines pop star, Lala.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. the Canadian verison of the Coca-Cola Open Happiness song also featuring Canadian artists Jay Malinowski of Bedouin Soundclash, Kardinal Offishall, and Coeur de Pirate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cxfkg3RaRjs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cxfkg3RaRjs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ * ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Their recording session :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XJsKt5WuxJY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XJsKt5WuxJY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have to admit, these are great songs. Not only that they're catchy, but their messages really works. For people should really be happy, and have hopes for the future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan tentunya cocok banget dinyanyi-nyanyiin di awal tahun baru seperti ini, supaya semangat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beberapa versi dari negara lain :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/b&gt;, by &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;何維健 Derrick Hoh &amp;amp; 郭美美 Jocie Guo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c0tcPSFQrLY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c0tcPSFQrLY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Canada&lt;/b&gt;, by &lt;/span&gt;Canadian artists Jay Malinowski of Bedouin Soundclash, Kardinal Offishall, and Coeur de Pirate. And since Canada is bilingual country, it was done in 2 versions, English &amp;amp; French =). Although actually, the French version, only use French in the chorus and the girl's bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Studio Session of English Version.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GX9KIOsbjRo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GX9KIOsbjRo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the French Version :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D851FtXfr5I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D851FtXfr5I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;New Zealand advertisement, made in Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Maybe Australia use it too.&lt;br /&gt;This one is more upbeat and faster in chorus part. LOVE IT! Bikin makin semangat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nlpZRK2Yfd0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nlpZRK2Yfd0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lebanese &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nancy Ajram, title changed to Open Your Heart.&lt;br /&gt;Vklip yang ini lebih beda, karena animated CGI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3nsnidUqPFc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3nsnidUqPFc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Hongkong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; !! Cantonese, of course. by Joey Yung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XkdE3-gpHq0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XkdE3-gpHq0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aaah, and of course, the cutest of all, from &lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;China&lt;/b&gt;, by Wang Lee Hom. &lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/smileyicons/glexcited.gif" /&gt;man, he is cute ~~ &lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/smileyicons/YClust.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full song version :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A5juZXgvfWg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A5juZXgvfWg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one is the advertisement version :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbg-7OaHj-M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbg-7OaHj-M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-3625005519985544412?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3625005519985544412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/01/open-up-open-up-some-happiness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3625005519985544412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3625005519985544412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2010/01/open-up-open-up-some-happiness.html' title='Open Up, Open Up, Some Happiness ~~~~'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-8148410127328781919</id><published>2009-12-30T18:46:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:01:48.748+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Men &amp; Women ; on being cheated at</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 10px; float: left; width: 40%; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-right: 15px; background-color: whitesmoke; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/2009Dec21st.jpg" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;confidence&lt;/i&gt; itu sangat sulit dibangun lagi di jiwa yang trauma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Postingan kali ini cukup panjang, dan serius. Jadi kalau kamu lagi i&lt;i&gt;n the mood of looking something fun&lt;/i&gt;, cari blog lain deh :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ * ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terkadang saat aku &lt;i&gt;blogwalking&lt;/i&gt;, aku menemukan post-post yang menarik dari orang lain. Post yang terkadang &lt;i&gt;totally hits me and makes me think, 'oh yeah, that is so true...'. I found one of them in Pandji Pragiwaksono's blog ( &lt;/i&gt;www.pandji.com&lt;i&gt; ) . For those who don't know him, he was a radio DJ, then he became a TV presenter, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;hip-hop artist,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; enterpreneur, and he also wrote a marketing book about how he sold 1000 of his CDs in 30 days. But I know him most as the presenter of quiz game show &lt;/i&gt;"Kena deeh!" &lt;i&gt;in &lt;/i&gt;ANTv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I found his blog accidentally, &lt;/i&gt;tapi cara menulis dia yang lugas dan tepat sangat menarik. Termasuk di post dia yang ini, yang sebenarnya aku harus aduk-aduk &lt;i&gt;archive&lt;/i&gt;nya sampai banyak sekali, karena ini post lama, tapi aku bersyukur aku tidak menyerah mengaduk-aduk, karena isinya benar-benar nyata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's about how men and women act in different things.&lt;/i&gt; Tapi dibahas dari sisi perempuan pada umumnya. Pandji mencoba untuk menganalisa perempuan berdasarkan pengalaman dan logika, on &lt;i&gt;how women want to hear from men when shopping, on cheating with other men, on loving an abusive men, on manja-manjaan, on being scared, on being cheated at, on driving, on getting freaky in bed, on kissing, on self-confidence, and on husband material.&lt;/i&gt; Kalau mau baca lengkap, &lt;i&gt;recommended&lt;/i&gt; ~~ baca disini yah : http://www.pandji.com/women/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku cuma mau bahas point &lt;b&gt;on being cheated at, and on loving an abusive men&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di bagian &lt;i&gt;Loving an abusive men, &lt;/i&gt;Pandji menulis :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On loving an abusive man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seringkali kita bingung kok bisa bisanya seorang wanita ingin terus menjalankan hubungannya dengan laki laki yang menyakitinya terutama secara fisik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sebenarnya ini sangat sederhana tapi kompleks pada saat bersamaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sederhananya, wanita tersebut merasa ada sesuatu yang indah untuk diperjuangkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hanya itu kok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Itu cukup untuk membuatnya bertahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kompleksnya, ”sesuatu yang indah” tersebut sangat beragam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bisa jadi kenangan masa lalu, bisa jadi perlakuannya ketika lagi ”sadar”, bisa jadi anak anak, dll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wanita (ini dalam banyak sekali kasus) ingin sekali mendapatkan happy endingnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its no secret, women are a lot stronger than most men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I admit that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All the women I’ve been with are all stronger mentally than I ever can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mereka bisa menerpa badainya dengan hanya mengandalkan 1 impian indah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wanita masih merasa bisa mendapatkan keindahan yang dia cari .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mereka berharap, kelak semua ini akan berlalu, dan cinta gue yang akan menang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My last relationship was complicated.&lt;/i&gt; Hubungan itu bisa dibilang cukup &lt;i&gt;abusive, mostly mentally. Sometimes physically, if I failed to please what he wants or he's in terrible rage.&lt;/i&gt; Meskipun ga parah banget sampai biru lebam-lebam, sampai seperti &lt;i&gt;how Chris Brown beat Rihanna up. &lt;/i&gt;Tapi cukup menyedihkan ketika tamparan, pukulan di kepala, atau pernah ada tendangan juga melayang. Luka yang ada tidak parah, hanya kulit memerah atau lebam yang menguning 2 hari berikutnya. &lt;i&gt;Why I didn't leave him at that time, &lt;/i&gt;cukup dijelaskan sama Pandji. Mungkin memang hanya impian kosong, saat itu aku merasa memang yakin semua itu akan berlalu, &lt;i&gt;I treated him well, I tried to do the best in whatever he wanted me to do, &lt;/i&gt;dan dia akan kembali baik seperti saat dia mendekati aku. &lt;i&gt;Stupid me&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;I know. &lt;/i&gt;:) Itu ga terjadi, tentu saja, karena tidak mungkin kita bisa merubah seseorang, karena orang baru bisa berubah kalau berasal dari dirinya sendiri. Dan sekedar mau menambahkan analisa Pandji, kalau seseorang bisa bertahan di &lt;i&gt;abusive relationship&lt;/i&gt;, ga hanya karena keinginan dan cinta, tapi juga karena ada &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;insecurity&lt;/b&gt;. I was depressed enough to get into thinking that I was worthless and noone would want me, so I chose to stay eventhough sometimes I know I was not happy.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di point yang lain, &lt;i&gt;on being cheated at,&lt;/i&gt; disini aku benar-benar merasa 'kena' sampai merinding dan menangis oleh analisa Pandji. &lt;i&gt;He wrote that :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On being cheated at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ini selalu serba susah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wanita kalau diselingkuhi akan lebih pusing mikirin alasannya ketimbang siapanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;KENAPA lebih penting daripada SIAPA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Beda kan dengan laki laki? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Kita kalau diselingkuhi, fokus kita selalu ada pada SIAPA LAKI LAKI ITU? Lalu kita menghabiskan waktu kita mikirin laki lakinya tanpa berpikir apa yang salah dengan kita atau hubungan ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="FI" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wanita justru berseberangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kalau laki laki itu selingkuh dengan wanita yang lebih cantik maka yang diselingkuhi akan merasa lebih jelek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kalau ternyata yang diselingkuhi lebih jelek maka yang diselingkuhi akan merasa dirinya jelek banget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yang paling buruk dari keadaan ini adalah rusaknya percaya diri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Beda kan dengan laki laki?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="SV" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Kalau laki laki diselingkuhi, yang rusak HARGA DIRI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Kalau wanita, yang rusak PERCAYA DIRI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sejujurnya, kalau wanita sudah rusak percaya dirinya, dia tidak akan pernah jadi wanita yang sama lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I honestly know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know im not the right person to say this to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But please, don’t cheat on your woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The risk of destroying her is too big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Orang yang sama itu juga berkhianat. Mungkin karena memang dia sejak dari awal tidak pernah menganggap aku penting, dan hanya memanfaatkan aku, sehingga dia tidak merasa bersalah untuk mengaku dan melakukan, mencari wanita-wanita lain. Dan yang dituliskan oleh Pandji, &lt;i&gt;it's totally true&lt;/i&gt;. Ketika aku mengetahui dia ada hubungan dengan cewe lain, meskipun sebenarnya cewe ini juga dipermainkan, hal yang terlintas pertama kali di kepalaku adalah, "&lt;i&gt;What's wrong with me?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku tidak bisa berhenti berpikir "&lt;i&gt;Apa yang kurang dari aku?&lt;/i&gt;", "&lt;i&gt;Apa kelebihan dari cewe itu?&lt;/i&gt;", "&lt;i&gt;Kenapa aku tidak bisa menjadi yang dia cintai?" &lt;/i&gt;dan berusaha mencari tahu dan menjadi lebih mirip cewe itu, atau mirip mantan-mantannya yang aku tahu dia ada anggap penting dan sayang. Dan benar, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;my confidence is shattered&lt;/b&gt;. Even until now, &lt;/i&gt;seperti yang Pandji tuliskan, tidak bisa menjadi yang sama lagi. Karena peristiwa itu bisa menimbulkan trauma, dan &lt;i&gt;confidence&lt;/i&gt; itu sangat sulit dibangun lagi di jiwa yang trauma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy~~&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-8148410127328781919?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8148410127328781919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/men-women-on-being-cheated-at.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8148410127328781919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8148410127328781919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/men-women-on-being-cheated-at.html' title='Men &amp; Women ; on being cheated at'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-8259247073690413663</id><published>2009-12-24T19:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:34:48.266+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Christmas for me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="Photobucket" border="0" margin-right="30px" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/2009Dec22nd.jpg" /&gt; It's Christmas Eve ~~ &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, everyone !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/smileyicons/YCxmasblow.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Pada ke gereja kah? Or any XMas party with family or friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tahun kali ini aku ga kemana-mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meskipun memang terdaftar sebagai penganut agama Katolik nih, I&lt;i&gt; know should celebrate Christmas. But I'm not a really religious person. Yet, I hope.&lt;/i&gt; Dari keluarga juga tidak ada tradisi merayakan Natal. Aku dulu dapat pelajaran agama, dari sekolah. Well, kalau misalnya aku dulu ga masuk ke SD itu, yang memang masih berbasis agama katolik, mungkin aku bisa saja menganut agama lain. Karena dimasukkan ke SD itu, akhirnya jadi dapat pelajaran berdoa dan agama menurut Katolik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Waktu kecil, terkadang rajin ikut Sekolah Minggu, di SD itu juga. Terkadang diantar sama Papa. Ke gereja, jarang sih. Karena yang lain juga tidak ada kebiasaan ke gereja. Sampai aku juga ikut acara pembabtisan, dan lanjut sewaktu SMP juga, SMP itu juga sedikit banyak adalah sekolah swasta Katolik, walaupun memang banyak juga yang Kristen, atau agama lain, tapi karena sudah tercatat dari SD, agamaku Katolik, ya lanjut deh jadi Katolik. Sampai mendapat Sakramen Krisma juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi anehnya, &lt;i&gt;I'm still not religious enough.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/smileyicons/pandaerrr.gif" /&gt; &lt;i&gt;What's wrong with me?&lt;/i&gt; hehehe... Aku terlalu sering mikir dan bertanya-tanya. Mungkin itu sebabnya aku jadi sering mempertanyakan agama, and &lt;i&gt;not religious. I'm still a sinner&lt;/i&gt;, menurut agama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terkadang ada saatnya aku rajin ke gereja. Ada saatnya juga aku jenuh, cuti dari misa gereja. Gejolak hidup dan pengalaman hidup terkadang juga menjauhkan aku dari &lt;i&gt;the so called God.&lt;/i&gt; Kalau sewaktu hari besar agama, dan aku tidak ke gereja, &lt;i&gt;sometimes&lt;/i&gt; aku nonton misa langsung dari Vatikan aja dari TV. Mungkin aku lebih suka merayakan Paskah,&amp;nbsp; secara agama, dibanding Natal. So kalau ditanya, tradisi Natal apa yang aku jalani, aku cuma bisa jawab : &lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Yah, terkadang aku ke gereja, di malam Natal. Terkadang gak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lucunya, meskipun gak gitu merayakan Natal, dulu aku sering banget beli kartu-kartu ucapan Natal. Tiap tahun, apalagi SMP, beli banyak sekali, dan disebar ke teman-teman. &lt;i&gt;And, eventhough&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Xmas should be about Jesus&lt;/i&gt;, aku ga pernah beli kartu Natal yang menonjolkan agama. &lt;i&gt;Instead&lt;/i&gt;, aku beli kartu-kartu yang bertema salju, and &lt;i&gt;Santa Claus&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/smileyicons/pandahihi.gif" /&gt; &lt;i&gt;Forgive me, God&lt;/i&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rasanya pengen, ngerasain gimana &lt;i&gt;White Christmas&lt;/i&gt;, menghias &lt;i&gt;Christmas Tree&lt;/i&gt;, berharap-harap &lt;i&gt;Santa Claus&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;would come&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Of course, he never did. &lt;/i&gt;Tapi sampai sekitar kelas 2 SMP, masih aja berharap-harap. &lt;i&gt;Stupid me&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Natal tahun lalu, aku memilih untuk bekerja, mengisi &lt;i&gt;shift&lt;/i&gt; teman yang ke gereja. &lt;i&gt;I was more excited to do shopping on the next day, Boxing Day&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/smileyicons/pandasneaky.gif" /&gt; Natal tahun ini, aku tinggal di rumah saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So anyway&lt;/i&gt;, selamat merayakan Natal. Semoga Natal kalian berkesan dan tidak &lt;i&gt;boring&lt;/i&gt; seperti kisah-kisah Natalku. &lt;i&gt;No party, no gifts, no celebration. It's just like any ordinary day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P . S . : simplincy.blogspot will be updated soon... &lt;/i&gt;*sigh* ga gampang loh menceritakan pengalaman hidup, jadi harap dimaklumi ya kalau updatenya lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Merry Xmas! &lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/smileyicons/YCxmas.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;n.Cy,&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wondering will there be a XMAS Miracle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/2009Dec22ndsantapho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-8259247073690413663?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8259247073690413663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-for-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8259247073690413663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8259247073690413663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-for-me.html' title='Christmas for me....'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-28019910217479402</id><published>2009-12-22T19:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:31:27.384+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>Luna Maya dan Infotainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekali-sekali bikin postingan komentarin artis ah.~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yang lagi di Indonesia, pasti tahu tayangan TV di Indonesia akhir-akhir ini topiknya sama. Masalah Skandal Bank Century, Skandal KPK, dan Luna Maya. =D Topik yang dua, males bahasnya, terlalu ribet. Mau bahas yang Luna Maya vs Infotainment aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pertama kali aku dengar perseteruan mereka, sebenarnya agak terlambat juga. Selang sehari, karena pada hari itu aku ga nyalain TV sama sekali. Besoknya, nyalain TV lagi kok dari pagi sampai malam Luna Maya muncul terus. Masalahnya apa sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Buat yang belum tahu nih :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luna Maya pacaran sama Ariel 'Peterpan'. Ariel memang duda satu anak - Alleia Anantha (&lt;i&gt;Alea&lt;/i&gt;) - dari pernikahannya dgn Sarah Amalia dulu. Setelah dulu kisah cinta Ariel-Luna tertunda gara-gara Sarah ternyata hamil dan harus dinikahi, sah-sah aja donk kalau sekarang mereka sudah bebas pacaran. Lalu kira-kira minggu lalu itu, ternyata ada premiere film Sang Pemimpi, salah satu pemainnya Ariel. Wajar kalau Luna Maya pergi nonton, dan ternyata gak sendiri, tapi bersama rombongan keluarga Ariel. Ada orang tua Ariel, dan anaknya Ariel, dan lain-lain mungkin manager atau entourage lah. Habis menonton film, masih wajar kalau Luna dikerumunin wartawan-wartawan infotainment untuk diminta komentarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tingkat kewajaran menjadi gak wajar ketika Luna mengetahui kalau anak Ariel sudah tertidur di gendongan temannya. Wajar karena premiere-nya malam, jadi capek sudah pasti. Lalu Luna menghampiri dan menggendongnya. Masih tetap dikuntit wartawan. Luna pun meminta wartawan-wartawan itu untuk nanti dulu wawancaranya, karena dia mau menuju ke mobil buat menidurkan Alea, dan wawancara bisa dilanjutkan setelah itu di lobby. Video dia ngomong nanti-nanti itu memang ada di http://www.cumicumi.com/video/view/70/6277 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Masalahnya karena wartawan masih tetap mengerumuni dia, akhirnya ada kejadian pas dia berhenti, kepala Alea yang digendong di depan sama Luna, kepentok kamera salah satu wartawan yang ada di belakangnya. Makin emosi dia, malamnya dia menulis di twitternya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cumicumi.com/sites/default/files/pictures/celebrity-photo/FilmStrip_-_Luna_marah2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi masalah lebih lanjut lagi, ketika wartawan itu merasa dihina, dan mengadukan atas dasar 3 pasal berlapis, yaitu Pasal 310 KUHP tentang pencemaran nama baik. Dan Pasal 311 KUHP tentang pencemaran nama baik secara tertulis, serta Pasal 27 ayat 3 tahun 2008 UU ITE. Luna Maya dituntut 5 tahun kurungan penjara dan denda sebesar 1 milliar rupiah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, for me, it's getting rather ridiculous. Especially when I read this : http://www.cumicumi.com/news/view/70/6267&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Bahkan menurut keterangan seorang pewarta hiburan yang berada di lokasi kejadian Selasa malam (15/12), yang menabrak kamera infotainment adalah Luna sendiri, bukan sang juru kamera.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Sebenarnya yang nyenggol itu bukan kameraman, tapi yang nyamperin kamera adalah Luna sendiri. Kita juga gak ngerubungin dia kayak lalat kok, kita sebelumnya juga udah nanya baik-baik sama dia untuk minta wawancara.” Ungkap Widi seorang pewarta infotainment, yang diwawancara tim cumicumi via telepon, Rabu (16/12)."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Buta sama rekaman sendiri? Padahal di tayangan yang terus-terusan diputar di TV, jelas keliatan kalau Luna membelakangi kamera, dan memang berhenti. Cameraman yang tidak bisa berhenti mendadak lah yang menabrakkan kamera ke kepala Alea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I've seen the same response from one of Infotainment Show, wartawan yang bersangkutan memperagakan bagaimana mereka menabrak Luna, dan hanya berkomentar yang intinya bukan salah mereka, kalau misalnya segitu parahnya kan harusnya Alea bangun dan menangis, tapi kan tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gilanya...... Mau keras atau tidak, kalau udah nyenggol ya salah, Mas !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I said in one thread in Kaskus : http://www.kaskus.us/showpost.php?p=143913787&amp;amp;postcount=29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;menurutku sih, kedua belah pihak memang ada kesalahan..&lt;br /&gt;luna juga ga pantas kalau mengata2i sampai sejauh itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;TAPI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku mendukung luna, aku sendiri juga melihat para wartawan itu agak keterlaluan kadang kalau ngejar-ngejar orang.. para wartawan yang bersangkutan, ga boleh juga seenaknya menuntut, mentang-mentang punya organisasi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apalagi dalam kasus ini, Luna berhak marah kepada wartawan2 itu.. dia udah marah kan sebelumnya karena dia digosipin menikah di Bali? itu aku bilang juga wartawan keterlaluan, mengada-ada berita.. dengan kenyataan memang dia belum menikah.. wajar kalau dari situ dia jadi malas menghadapi wartawan, dia berhak untuk trauma, &lt;b&gt;karena omongan dia ga didenger&lt;/b&gt;, bolak-balik dia bilang ke media kalau sama Ariel belum ada apa-apa, ga digubris eh malah diberitakan yang gak-gak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang jadi begini lagi, aku bilang jg kesalahan terbesar ada di pihak wartawan.. wartawan memang bisa berdalih kalau itu semua tuntutan pekerjaan, dan artis juga butuh wartawan, tapi ga segitunya kali &lt;img alt="" border="0" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kaskus.us/images/smilies/sumbangan/crazy.gif" title="Gila" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudah jelas Luna waktu itu &lt;b&gt;lagi ngegendong anak kecil, lagi tidur&lt;/b&gt;.. wajar dia sebagai seorang perempuan jg, punya naluri keibuan, dia ga mau tu anak nanti kebangun atau terganggu dengan kerumunan orang-orang berdesak-desakan begitu... dan dia sudah omong, kalau tunggu sebentar, maksudnya mau pindahin tu anak dulu ke tempat yang lebih nyaman, baru bisa ngladenin mereka dan &lt;b&gt;lagi-lagi dia tidak didengar&lt;/b&gt; ... wartawan2 itu tetep mengerumuni Luna dan anak itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya jelas lah dia jadi emosi, apalagi ada peristiwa tu anak kepentok.. yang tadi aku tonton di infotainment, si wartawan berdalih &lt;i&gt;kalau itu kepentok ga sengaja, dan ga keras.. kalau misalnya keras, pasti tu anak bangun dan nangis, tp nyatanya kan gak..&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ni wartawan mikir apa sih ? &lt;img alt="" border="0" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kaskus.us/images/smilies/sumbangan/crazy.gif" title="Gila" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau orang yang kita sayangi, terganggu dalam bentuk apapun, sekecil apapun, tentu kita juga pasti marah lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi di kasus ini, meskipun aku menyayangkan perkataan kasar itu (kan bisa sebenarnya pake tegoran yang lebih halus &lt;img alt="" border="0" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kaskus.us/images/smilies/sumbangan/07.gif" title="Embarrassment" /&gt;) , aku tetep dukung Luna deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Banyak yang bilang hubungan antara artis dan wartawan infotainment, ga bisa dilepas. Dan seharusnya menjadi hubungan simbiosis mutualisme. Ga bisa di&lt;i&gt;deny&lt;/i&gt; juga kalau memang artis mendapat sedikit keuntungan apabila dipublikasikan lewat media infotainment. Tapi segala sesuatu bukannya ada waktu dan tempatnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dewi "Dee" Lestari punya penjabaran yang lebih lengkap disini : &lt;a href="http://dee-idea.blogspot.com/2009/12/luna-bukan-kopaja.html"&gt;http://dee-idea.blogspot.com/2009/12/luna-bukan-kopaja.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ * ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertanyaannya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kalau Aliansi Jurnalis Independent bilang infotainment bukanlah bagian dari jurnalis, (http://news.okezone.com/read/2009/12/19/337/286464/aji-infotainment-bukan-jurnalis), karena tidak mengamalkan kode-kode jurnalistik dalam peliputannya, apa berhak wartawan infotainment meminta perlindungan dan didukung oleh PWI (Persatuan Wartawan Indonesia) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kalaupun memang artis bisa dituntut, kenapa wartawan ga bisa dituntut balik karena menyebarkan gosip-gosip dan berita tidak benar ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;enjoying infotainment, but not when it's getting ridiculous&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bikin postingan ini bisa dijerat hukum juga kah? (-___-") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="PetSoc2009Dec8th" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/2009Dec8st.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-28019910217479402?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/28019910217479402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/luna-maya-dan-infotainment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/28019910217479402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/28019910217479402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/luna-maya-dan-infotainment.html' title='Luna Maya dan Infotainment'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-561320041726682270</id><published>2009-12-14T19:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:00:43.689+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Home Industry : Kue Lidah Kucing</title><content type='html'>11 days before xMas !~&lt;br /&gt;So have you guys prepared anything yet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=xMasRoom.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/xMasRoom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&amp;nbsp; * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Postingan kali ini ga ada maksud promosi sih, secara yang produksi bukan aku. Tapi mau sekedar kasih kabar-kabar aja, kali-kali ada yang berminat gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku mau cerita kejadian kira-kira sebulan yang lalu, waktu aku seperti biasa, pergi jajan malam-malam bersama Mama Dora dan Papa Diego. Saat itu kami ke warung susu segar. Kejadian lancar-lancar aja pertamanya ; datang, pilih-pilih, pesan, cari tempat duduk di lesehan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Begitu kira-kira sudah menemukan posisi-uenak buat lesehan, tiba-tiba kami didatengin pengamen. Ternyata daerah situ banyak pengamen, tiap 5 menit ada dateng satu-satu. (-__-#). Eh tapi aku ga akan cerita tentang pengamen-pengamennya sih. Yang aku mau ceritain adalah, kami juga didatengin penjual kue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di tengah ngobrol-ngobrol, ada nonik bawa tas kain. Umurnya mungkin kira-kira dia masih sekolah di SMP atau SMU awal. Bajunya juga biasa, hanya t-shirt dan rok sepan. Bersuara lirih dia bilang, " &lt;i&gt;Permisi ..... beli kuenya, Cik. " &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ternyata dia itu menjajakan kue lidah kucing. Bikinan mamanya katanya. Keliling dia jalan ngedatengin orang satu per satu. Duh anak yang baik sekali. Sebenarnya kami tersentuh sih. Terpikir mau beli. Nah masalahnya, dia ga bawa &lt;i&gt;sample.&lt;/i&gt; Jadi kue-kue itu sudah di dalam toples, dan diisolasi. Dipasang harga kalau ga salah ingat,40k atau 50k. Gimana mau coba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, fotonya diambil pas sudah mau penghabisan, hihihi. Kuenya juga sudah yang kurang bagus, tapi sebenarnya produksinya lumayan bagus kok, cuma sudah pada masuk ke perut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1770.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nonik itu promosinya bagus sih, dengan suara lirih, yang sampai bikin aku harus bekerja keras berusaha mendengar, secara di pinggir jalan gitu lho, banyak suara motor lewat juga. Dia bilang, &lt;i&gt;" Kuenya enak, Cik&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Banyak rum-nya. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mama Dora membisiki, &lt;i&gt;yah sebenarnya kasihan juga sih ga dibeli.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Penulis pun setuju, &lt;i&gt;ya udah beli aja lah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lalu aku ada pemikiran untuk nanya, &lt;i&gt;" Kamu ada data gak, atau kartu nama? Kalau misalnya nanti ada mau pesan atau gimana? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nonik itu bilang, &lt;i&gt;" Ini ada kartu nama, Cik. *sambil kasih kartu nama* "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1772.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau ada yang ga jelas ngeliat, itu tulisannya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ANEKA MACAM KUE KERING &amp;amp; MANDARIN CAKE, DLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delicious Taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MANDARIN CAKE &amp;amp; KUE KERING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delivery Order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;0858 6958 5809&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;0858 6552 9009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nah yang jadi pertanyaan, di sebelah kirinya ada tulisan :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;" Terima pesanan &amp;amp; dapat diantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PEKALONGAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku : "&lt;i&gt;Lho, kok Pekalongan? Jualan sampe sini? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nonik : " &lt;i&gt;Iya, ini lagi ke Solo. Kalau mau pesan, ya bisa. Nanti diantar sama Om. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ealah... Jauhnyoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi ga ada masalah sih, kami tetap beli. Dan memang ga bohong kok dia, kuenya memang enak. &lt;i&gt;Crunchy, &lt;/i&gt;dan memang baunya harum sekali. Memang benar dia banyak memakai rum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yah sebenarnya kalau dia di Solo, boleh aja sih beli lagi. Salut juga sih, sama anaknya, yang mau ikut bantu mamanya jualan kue, &lt;i&gt;instead of &lt;/i&gt;jalan-jalan sama teman main-main.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seandainya saja orangnya baca, kamu hebat, Nak! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oya, trus sekedar tips juga, lain kali kalau mau jualan jajanan kaya begini, ada baiknya siapin &lt;i&gt;sample&lt;/i&gt; dikit, supaya bisa dicicipin ke orang. Secara kalau ga gitu, bisa-bisa orang males beli khan. Bukan jajanan murah gitu. Kalau dicicipin sedikit dulu, orang bisa beli banyak malah. Jujur kami beli pertama kali, juga bukan karena tertarik kuenya, tapi faktor kasihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Selain itu, aku juga mau berpesan, buat yang pada tinggal di USA, atau negara-negara lain yang banyak binatang liar jalan-jalan, &lt;i&gt;please be careful when you're driving&lt;/i&gt;. Ada cerita temen di USA, menabrak deer yang sedang lewat. Sebenarnya bukan dia juga sih yang nabrak, tapi mobil lain dari arah berlawanan, lalu deer-nya terlempar ke mobil temenku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah.. Kasihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Santa's lost one of his deer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy,&lt;br /&gt;berduka cita atas kematian deer tersebut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="2009Dec14th" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/2009Dec14th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-561320041726682270?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/561320041726682270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-industry-kue-lidah-kucing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/561320041726682270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/561320041726682270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-industry-kue-lidah-kucing.html' title='Home Industry : Kue Lidah Kucing'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-9139103877038488247</id><published>2009-12-12T16:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T16:52:52.741+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Gangguan Mistis ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Percaya hantu? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was, and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it. - Bible "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Kalau tidak kembali?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kisah ini terjadi kira-kira hampir sebulan yang lalu, ketika kota Solo sedang mengalami perubahan musim dari panas tak terkira sepanjang hari seakan dioven, ke musim mendung hingga tidak bisa tenang menjemur pakaian karena pasti hujan tiap hari. Sedikit penjelasan, di rumahku kalau pagi hari ada 9 &lt;i&gt;homo sapiens&lt;/i&gt; - 8 kalau malam, &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;+ 2 ekor anjing peliharaan dan 1 ekor burung, 2 ekor kura-kura, yang tentunya ga ada gunanya&lt;/span&gt;. Tapi kalau siang hari menjelang sore, penghuni rumah gila ini kurang lebih hanya 4 &lt;i&gt;homo sapiens&lt;/i&gt;. Terdiri dari bayi nakal diharuskan tidur siang, mamanya ( Mama Dora - poninya sekarang kaya poni Dora the Explorer ) yang suka bilang mau nemenin anaknya tidur siang - &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;padahal memang dia sendiri yang doyan tidur&lt;/span&gt;, mbok asisten yang mengerjakan pekerjaan rumah dengan santai, dan penulis blog ini yang jelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Suasana hari itu cukup menggoda untuk tidur siang. Sedari pagi awan mendung sudah menutup sebagian besar sinar matahari. Ditambah angin sejuk sepoi-sepoi, dan hujan yang kadang deras kadang rintik-rintik - seandainya saja tidak takut dikerubungi nyamuk, jendela bisa dibuka dan sudah cukup sejuk untuk mendinginkan kamar tanpa AC. Seperti biasa bayi-nakal-sudah-dipaksa-masuk-kamar-untuk-nemeni-mamanya-tidur, sejak sebelum jam 12 siang. Penulis blog karena kebosanan tidak ada yang bisa diusilin lagi, memutuskan untuk kembali ke sarang dan ikut tidur-tiduran sambil &lt;i&gt;ngelonin&lt;/i&gt; dua ekor anjing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;to cut the story short ~~~~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 jam kemudian, tiba-tiba Mama Dora masuk ke kamar penulis blog sambil nanya, &lt;i&gt;" Kamu tadi manggil Matthew &lt;/i&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;si bayi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Penulis blog bengong karena masih mengumpulkan serpihan-serpihan nyawa yang masih melayang-layang di dunia mimpi karena ketiduran. &lt;i&gt;Kayanya rasanya dari tadi aku tidur-tiduran disini deh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mama Dora akhirnya bilang, katanya tadi ada yang manggil-manggil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bingung? Begini ceritanya .................................&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;* insert sound effect CerMis here *&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Versi Mama Dora :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mama Dora dan bayi Boots sudah terbangun dari sekitar jam stgh 1. Suasana sepi karena penulis blog jelas masih molor di kamarnya. Mbok asisten tidak kelihatan badan tambunnya. Mama Dora akhirnya memutuskan untuk memanaskan menu makan siang bayinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sedikit penjelasan, rumah ini dibilang besar, ya cukup besarrrrrr sekali. Tidak seperti istana tentunya, tapi cukup bisa bikin para pembantu baru terkadang minta berhenti ga lama setelah mulai karena luas dan malas kalau harus bersihin setiap hari. Besarnya itu, disini sebenarnya bisa untuk 3 keluarga untuk tinggal. Sebenarnya kalau diliat bangunannya bisa 2 rumah besar, tapi sambung jadi satu. 2 lantai pula. Nah berhubung disini dulu hanya 1 keluarga, dan sampai sekarang ini baru ditambah 1 bayi, lantai di atas itu ga pernah ditinggali. Terkadang saja kalau ada keluarga salah seorang adik mama yang datang berkunjung ke kota Solo, nginep di kamar atas kamarku dan kamarnya mama. Sedangkan kamar atas di bagian rumah depan, sampai sekarang ya tetap kosong hanya dijadikan gudang menaruh barang-barang yang sudah tidak terpakai tapi sayang dibuang, seperti meja bekas atau sisa-sisa kayu bangunan. Selain itu ya hanya dipakai untuk jemur pakaian di balkoni belakang - &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;atau main hujan-hujanan di kala kami masih kecil&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Akses untuk ke lantai atas itu, ada di tangga di ruang tamu belakang, yang dekat dengan kamarku dan kamar mama. Selain itu ada tangga lain di belakang, dekat kamar pembantu yang langsung ke area menjemur. &lt;i&gt;But now we're talking about the first one. &lt;/i&gt;Lantai di lantai 2 itu tidak &lt;i&gt;full&lt;/i&gt; menutup lantai satu, dari atas tangga itu masih terbuka untuk ruang tamu belakang, jadi kalau naik ke situ, bisa celingukan ke bawah melihat ruang tamu belakang itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Back to the story...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bayi nakal ditaruh di sofa ruang tamu belakang, diwanti-wanti &lt;i&gt;jangan rewel dan ngancurin barang ya&lt;/i&gt;, meskipun pada akhirnya tetap ngacak-ngacak barang di &lt;i&gt;coffee table&lt;/i&gt;. Mama Dora menuju ke dapur, yang letaknya sebelahan kok sama ruang tamu, cuma ada sekat jendela-jendela saja. Si bayi seperti biasa, kalau ditinggal tapi bosan mainan, mulai mewek. Mama Dora yang sedang utak-atik kompor ya sambil teriak-teriak, &lt;i&gt;ya ya sebentar... &lt;/i&gt;Supaya paling gak, si bayi tahu kalau mamanya ada di rumah. Tapi biasanya sih tetap si bayi mewek sambil berusaha mencari mamanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nah, ga lama kemudian... Tiba-tiba suasana kok sepi? Si bayi terdiam. Tapi ga lama kemudian, si Mama mendengar ada suara cewe, memanggil-manggil anaknya. &lt;i&gt;" Mat&lt;/i&gt; .. &lt;i&gt;Matthew ... "&lt;/i&gt; * diset loop berkali-kali. Suara itu sebenarnya gak asing, karena suara itu adalah suaranya mbak asisten yang lain. Anehnya, mbak asisten hari itu kan seperti biasa sedang bertugas di toko mama di pasar ? Tapi berhubung mama Dora saat itu lagi sibuk utak-atik kompor, &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;ditambah belum sepenuhnya segar terbangun&lt;/span&gt;, dia pikir memang mbak sudah pulang ke rumah untuk mengambil sesuatu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Setelah sukses memanaskan makan siang anaknya, dia kembali ke ruang tamu. Di sana dia menjumpai anaknya melihat ke atas, ke arah lantai atas yang menuju kamar-kamar di atas kamarku dan kamar mama. Bengong. Lama. Dan suara itu masih tetap terdengar. Mama pun ikut melihat ke atas. Tidak ada apa-apa. Bingung lah sang Mama. Karena si bayi masih tetap melihat ke atas. Di saat itu pula, muncullah suara mbok asisten. Dari arah depan! Keluarlah Mama Dora ke rumah depan, ternyata mbok asisten terkancing di luar setelah menutup pagar ( rumah depan ada gerbang 2 lapis, yang ceritanya setelah dia menutup pagar depan, gerbang besi bagian dalam terhembus angin jadi rada nyangkut di lantai, susah ditarik keluar ). Mbok asisten ternyata sudah di depan rumah kurang lebih setengah jam. Teriak-teriak tapi jelas, tidak ada yang mendengar, secara dari depan ke belakang itu lumayan bo jaraknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Setelah Mama Dora membukakan pintu untuk mbok asisten itu, masuklah kembali mereka ke bagian rumah belakang. Tidak lama kemudian berhentilah suara panggilan itu. Anehnya, mbok asisten tidak mendengar apapun. Dan lebih aneh lagi, mbok asisten sebenarnya dari sejak terkunci di luar, sudah menekan bel rumah berkali-kali, tapi ga ada yang mendengar ! Bel rumah padahal didesain, di relay ke bel di belakang, jadi dari dapur pasti dengar kalau bekerja dengan normal. Tapi waktu itu tidak kedengaran sama sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Setelah itu mama Dora masuk ke kamarku, sambil bertanya tadi.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan sewaktu aku suruh mengecek bel rumah sekali lagi, ternyata bekerja dengan normal. Kok tadi sewaktu ada suara itu, mati? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi siapa yang memanggil-manggil Matthew? &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ghost? Or guardian angel?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not really a religious person. But since I believe God does exist, I have to believe that there are some kinds of lifes after deaths, right? Or any kinds of spirits etc.&lt;/i&gt; Sejak dulu aku sudah bilang sih, itu kamar-kamar di lantai atas &lt;i&gt;someday&lt;/i&gt; pasti ada yang nunggu. Ga pernah dipake tidur sih. Kosong ga dihuni, hanya tiap minggu dibersihin saja. Kalau aku masuk ke sana di siang hari untuk iseng-iseng mengambil barang-barang gudang, terasa kadang ga nyaman lama-lama disana, panas sumpek begitu. &lt;i&gt;Maybe it's just me, since my mom doesn't feel that way. She never believes in spirits. But I do believe. Since I have one experience myself. &lt;/i&gt;Cuma satu aja, untungnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dulu sekali, sewaktu saya masih kecil-beranjak-dewasa, pagi-pagi sekitar jam 5 lebih, ceritanya mau mandi sebelum bersiap-siap berangkat sekolah. Secara meskipun di sebelah kamarku ada kamar mandi, tapi aku memang lebih suka mandi di kamar mandi depan. Waktu itu suasana masih gelap, matahari masih ngantuk-ngantuk belum mau bersinar dengan terang. Meskipun begitu, karena waktu itu mau wangi ke sekolah - &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;kali-kali ada yang nyantol dengan wangi sabunku&lt;/span&gt;, bertekad lah mandi. &lt;i&gt;Sorrr sorr sorrr &lt;/i&gt;*bunyi shower kaya gini ga ya?* - lagi asik-asik mengelus-elus badan berbilas diri, &lt;i&gt;ctek! &lt;/i&gt;Bunyi cetekan lampu. Lampunya mati. Gelap. Teriaklah saya dari dalam, &lt;i&gt;eh aku masih mandi.&lt;/i&gt; Saat itu aku pikir, para pembantu sudah bangun. Jadi salah satu dari mereka yang matiin. Tapi waktu aku sudah selesai mandi, dan keluar menuju ke kamar kembali, kok masih ga ada siapa-siapa? Dapur pun masih gelap tidak ada tanda-tanda kehidupan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm.. Jadi siapa yang matiin lampuku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;n.Cy,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;somehow believes in supernatural...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="PetSoc2009Dec1st" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/2009Dec1st.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-9139103877038488247?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/9139103877038488247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/gangguan-mistis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/9139103877038488247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/9139103877038488247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/gangguan-mistis.html' title='Gangguan Mistis ?'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-2508213625442323530</id><published>2009-12-04T14:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:09:58.063+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><title type='text'>Kuliner Solo ; Tisada Burger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Makan burger enak, ga harus ke &lt;i&gt;mall&lt;/i&gt; atau &lt;i&gt;fastfood&lt;/i&gt; ternama. Terkadang penjual burger jalanan pun bisa enak banget kok. Termasuk usaha Tisada Burger ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sudah berdiri cukup lama, kalau ga salah sewaktu aku SD sudah ada. Jaman dulu masih murah meriah, kalau ga salah under Rp. 10k. Kalau sekarang, ya ada penaikan harga sedikit. Kalau &lt;i&gt;simple&lt;/i&gt;, masih under 10k kok. Tapi kalau mau &lt;i&gt;double something&lt;/i&gt;, ya &lt;i&gt;pay extra&lt;/i&gt;, tapi ga lebih dari Rp. 12k. Mereka cukup sukses kayanya, sudah bisa bikin cabang. Selain burger, mereka juga menjual hotdog, dan pizza. Dulu mereka juga jual pisang keju, tapi kayanya sekarang sudah gak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1714.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1714.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1708.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1708.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1710.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1713.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1713.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roti bun-nya lembut. Dagingnya sebenarnya daging tipis biasa. Tapi enak kok. Kalau dirasa kurang, ya bisa double meat :D. Sayurnya hijau segar crunchy. Kejunya keju Kraft Singles. Yang jadi kesukaanku, saos2nya!! So creamy~~~. Jadi makannya pun bisa melting rasanya di mulut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1715.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1715.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1716.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1716.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-2508213625442323530?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2508213625442323530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/kuliner-solo-tisada-burger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/2508213625442323530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/2508213625442323530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/kuliner-solo-tisada-burger.html' title='Kuliner Solo ; Tisada Burger'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5682336921982522992</id><published>2009-12-04T14:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:00:39.437+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><title type='text'>Kuliner Solo ; Es Krim Sakura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ice cream.&lt;/i&gt; Siapa sih yang ga suka? Semua tempat pasti ada penjual es krim. Tapi kalau makan es krim buatan pabrik terus, bosan kan ya. Secara biasanya kalau buatan pabrik itu lebih ke susu rasanya, jadi bagi sebagian orang kalau makan terlalu sering, bisa eneg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nah kalau di Solo, ada toko jual makanan-makanan kecil, namanya Sakura. Tapi A'suk dan A'ik-nya memproduksi es krim sendiri. Sudah lama. Dari kecil aku udah tahu es krim mereka. Kalau misalnya pulang dibawa Mama arisan ibu-ibu, terkadang mampir deh beli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ternyata bisa bertahan sampai sekarang. Yah meskipun kayanya sekarang pasaran mereka sudah mulai sepi, tapi semoga masih tetap bertahan lama. Es krim mereka tuh enaknya, ga eneg sama sekali. Trus manisnya pas. Rasanya juga bervariasi. Cokelat, Strawberry, Vanilla, sudah standar pasti ada. Tapi ada juga rasa lainnya. Paling suka rasa Kopyor dan Coctail-nya. Karena kami memang doyan, biasanya kami beli pesan yang sekaligus liter'an. Teksturnya lembut, langsung &lt;i&gt;melting&lt;/i&gt; di mulut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1775.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1776.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1776.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1816.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1817.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1817.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan ini foto tempatnya. Jangan &lt;i&gt;underestimate&lt;/i&gt; kualitasnya hanya karena tempatnya toko kecil biasa. Es krim mereka, the best ice cream I've ever tasted, tanpa hiperbola :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1736.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1737.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1737.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1738.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1738.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-5682336921982522992?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5682336921982522992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/kuliner-solo-es-krim-sakura.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5682336921982522992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5682336921982522992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/kuliner-solo-es-krim-sakura.html' title='Kuliner Solo ; Es Krim Sakura'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-3474010053810110718</id><published>2009-12-04T13:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:48:58.394+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><title type='text'>Kuliner Solo ; Bebek Goreng</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bebek goreng ini Indonesia banget, ga ada ya di negara lain? Makanan ini yang bener-bener aku kangenin dari Indonesia. Biasanya di negara lain, mau makan bebek, jadinya ya mirip-mirip Bebek Peking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lebih suka bebek yang ini, karena dagingnya lebih kenyal. Dan kulitnya jg tidak &lt;i&gt;crunchy&lt;/i&gt;, kenyal-kenyal lembut. Apalagi sambel koreknya, fuuuh pedasnya sedap. Cakar gorengnya selalu habis, high demand sekali. Kalau mau makan cakarnya, mesti sore-sore sudah beli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi hati-hati kolesterol, karena digoreng dan terkadang masih terlihat sangat berminyak :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1819.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1819.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1818.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1818.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-3474010053810110718?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3474010053810110718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/kuliner-solo-bebek-goreng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3474010053810110718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3474010053810110718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/12/kuliner-solo-bebek-goreng.html' title='Kuliner Solo ; Bebek Goreng'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-2721079995157591042</id><published>2009-11-27T16:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:52:44.766+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikinanSendiri'/><title type='text'>Brownies :)</title><content type='html'>Mau bikin cake tapi ga mau susah, sebenarnya paling gampang ya bikin brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;again, google provides lots of recipes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But this is what i've done.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Bahan :&lt;br /&gt;200 - 250 gram dark cooking chocolate (bisa untuk 2 loyang panjang)&lt;br /&gt;100 gram margarin&lt;br /&gt;3 butir telur&lt;br /&gt;250 gram gula pasir&lt;br /&gt;1/4 sendok teh garam&lt;br /&gt;200 gram tepung terigu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambahan kalau mau : kacang almond dipotong kecil-kecil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margarin dilelehkan. Setelah leleh, lelehkan juga coklat masaknya. Setelah meleleh, angkat dan diamkan sebentar supaya hangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1752.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sementara menunggu coklatnya agak mendingin, siapkan telor di mixer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1754.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inget, dimixer terus sampai mengembang yah! Kira-kira begini. Agak mengental sedikit gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu masukkan tepung sedikit-sedikit sambil diaduk. Harus diaduk terus supaya gak menggembul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1757.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah telur dan tepung menyatu menjadi kental, masukkan coklat lelehnya. Diaduk-aduk dan dimasukkin sedikit-sedikit juga.&lt;br /&gt;Lebih enak kalau selagi gini dimasukkin cacahan kacang almond. Sayangnya aku tidak nemuin disini :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1759.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1761.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1763.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berhubung ga ada almond, pakai keju parut aja yah variasinya.&lt;br /&gt;Panggangannya kira-kira 170 derajat, selama 50-60 menit. Selagi memanggang, ditusuk pakai sumpit kayu atau tusuk gigi/batang lidi, kalau tidak ada adonan yang nempel, berarti sudah mau matang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1766.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila~~~!&lt;br /&gt;Bikin 2 versi, yang satu kejunya dibiarin sampai crusty coklat hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1767.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-2721079995157591042?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2721079995157591042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/brownies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/2721079995157591042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/2721079995157591042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/brownies.html' title='Brownies :)'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-178133819953466067</id><published>2009-11-27T16:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:31:25.672+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikinanSendiri'/><title type='text'>Pastel Tutup :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I'm back ^.^ .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiuuh... Lama yah updatenya, padahal bahannya sudah numpuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini karya kedua. Kali aja ada yang mau lihat hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resep hasil men&lt;i&gt;google&lt;/i&gt;. Tapi berhubung ga semua bahan ada, ya dimodif dikit hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bahan:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kentang (sesuai kebutuhan, kalau pakai kentang yang besar, kira-kira 4 atau 5 buah)&lt;br /&gt;1 sdm garam &amp;amp; merica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Isi:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Kacang polong secukupnya&lt;br /&gt;* 2 wortel potong dadu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 25 gr soun direndam air panas, potong pendek-pendek&lt;br /&gt;* 25 gr jamur kuping, rendam, iris halus &lt;br /&gt;* 4 butir telur rebus, diiris bulat tipis, untuk topping sebelum ditutup kentang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 1/4 sdt merica&lt;br /&gt;* 1/4 sdt bubuk pala&lt;br /&gt;* 1/2 sdt garam&lt;br /&gt;* 250 cc kaldu ayam - bisa pakai Royco / Maggie seasoning&lt;br /&gt;* 250 cc susu cair - &lt;i&gt;I used pure cow milk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* minced chicken/beef, dipotong dadu&lt;br /&gt;* 1/2 bawang bombay, potong kecil&lt;br /&gt;* 3 sdm tepung terigu&lt;br /&gt;* Mentega untuk menumis secukupnya &lt;br /&gt;* cheddar cheese untuk diparut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kentang direbus, lalu dihancurkan dan dicampur garam - merica jadi mashed potatoes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1739.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isi sesuai selera yah, tapi kemarin ini kita pake bahan-bahan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kacang polong hijau kalengan. Daging ham &amp;amp; wortel dipotong dadu kecil-kecil. Bawang bombay dipotong kecil-kecil. Jamur dan &lt;i&gt;minced meat&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan lupa difoto, ada soun putih, yang sudah direndam air panas dan dipotong pendek-pendek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1740.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bahan-bahan diatas ditumis, menjadi isinya begini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lelehkan margarin -&amp;gt; tumis bawang bombay. Sudah wangi, masukkan daging-dagingan. Aduk, taburi kaldu. Lalu soun, jamur, kacang polong, wortel. Setelah dirasa hampir matang, masukkan susu, bubuhkan garam, merica dan gula sedikit aja spy gurih. Supaya ga terlalu cair, taburi tepung terigu selagi mengaduk-aduk. Kental deh ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sementara itu, loyang panggang dipersiapkan. Olesi mentega supaya gak lengket, lalu didasari &lt;i&gt;mashed potatoes.&lt;/i&gt; Setelah isi pastel tutupnya matang, ditaruh diatasnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1744.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atur telur rebus diatasnya, kalau tidak mau pakai telur juga ga papa. Ditutup lagi atasnya dengan mashed potatoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sprinkle some cheese on the top.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Masuk ke oven pemanggang.&amp;nbsp; Aku ga terlalu yakin sih harus berapa, berhubung ovennya mama ga jelas cara makenya gimana, yah kira-kira sekitar 160-170 derajat Celcius, dipanggang kira-kira 45-60 menit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dicheck aja sesekali, ditusuk pake sumpit ^.^. Yang jelas memanggangnya ditaruh di bawah dulu, lalu setelah 30 menit, dipindah ke atas, supaya toppingnya crusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Voila~~!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-178133819953466067?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/178133819953466067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/pastel-tutup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/178133819953466067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/178133819953466067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/pastel-tutup.html' title='Pastel Tutup :)'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5787130781641916074</id><published>2009-11-17T19:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:42:20.743+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikinanSendiri'/><title type='text'>hobby masak... dan lumpia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You must be wondering, why are the latest posts always about foods? Hehehe... Well, since I've gone back, my time's pretty much free all the time.&lt;/i&gt; Yah secara, pengangguran gini lho. &lt;i&gt;So, &lt;/i&gt;ga ada kegiatan-kegiatan berarti lainnya selain makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lately, I've been doing one of my hobbies again, which is cooking. &lt;/i&gt;Sekedar informasi sih, &lt;i&gt;I'm only cooking when I feel like it, when I had some free time, or when I need a break, to relax, and when feeling a bit experimental.&lt;/i&gt; Biasanya aku lebih sering memasak makanan yang berjenis cemilan, seperti &lt;i&gt;cakes, cookies, &lt;/i&gt;gorengan, etc. , walau kadang-kadang juga memasak masakan rumahan untuk lauk nasi. Tapi berhubung di rumah orang tua sudah ada asisten untuk memasak masakan rumah, jadi aku sekarang bikin yang cemilan-cemilan aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I talked with my sister-in-law that I want to do some cooking, &lt;/i&gt;dia setuju-setuju aja. Secara dia juga agak doyan masak. Eksperimen pertama kita, bikin lumpia. Katanya dia memang lagi pengen makan lumpia. Foto lumpia goreng disini sudah bikinan kedua, bukan eksperimen yang pertama kali, kita memang sengaja bikin lagi karena ada permintaan dari saudara, minta dikirimin lumpia hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isi lumpia ku berisi irisan rebung, wortel, kacang toge, &lt;i&gt;minced meat &lt;/i&gt;(terserah mau daging apa, disini aku pakai &lt;i&gt;minced beef&lt;/i&gt;, atau &lt;i&gt;chicken &lt;/i&gt;supaya semua orang bisa menikmati), ebi kering yang sudah dipotong kecil-kecil.Apa lagi yah? Lupa. Hahaha. Bikinnya sudah berhari-hari yang lalu sih. &lt;i&gt;So anyway, &lt;/i&gt;ditumis dgn standar dan kecap-kecap jadinya seperti ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1795.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="isilumpia" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Setelah ditumis, mempersiapkan kulit. Kulit untuk lumpia goreng, beli aja di supermarket, kulit &lt;i&gt;spring roll&lt;/i&gt;. Ada yang besar, ada yang kecil. Pertama bikin besar, jadi lebih panjang, tapi yang kedua kalinya ini kami coba pakai kulit yang kecil yah, biar jadi lumpia mini ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1796.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lipatlumpia01" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1797.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lipatlumpia02" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1797.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1798.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lipatlumpia03" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1799.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lipatlumpia04" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1799.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1800.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lipatlumpiafinal" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulitnya direkatkan memakai tepung kanji yang dicampur air sedikit.&lt;br /&gt;Kurang lebih jadinya begini deh. Tinggal digoreng aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1803.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lumpiagoreng" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1803.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lumpia basah, kulitnya bikin sendiri, dari campuran telor. Nah kalau kulitnya sih, yang bikin bukan saya ^^. Asisten Mbok Sum yang bikin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1801.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="kulitlumpiabasah" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1801.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara ngerollnya sama, cuma ga perlu diapa-apain lagi, tinggal roll aja. Ga perlu digoreng, sudah siap makan ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1802.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lumpiabasah" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-5787130781641916074?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5787130781641916074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/hobby-masak-dan-lumpia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5787130781641916074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5787130781641916074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/hobby-masak-dan-lumpia.html' title='hobby masak... dan lumpia'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7868536941780803541</id><published>2009-11-17T16:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:08:51.392+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><title type='text'>Chiki di Masa Kini. Dan Trend Snack yang Terbaru.</title><content type='html'>Masih inget Chiki?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu lho, snack yang bulet bola-bola yang kata ngetrendnya &lt;i&gt;snack angin&lt;/i&gt;, soalnya ya cuma ga ada isinya, ditaburi bubuk-bubuk perasa, &lt;i&gt;kres-kres&lt;/i&gt; abis dalam hitungan detik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dulu aku doyan banget, apalagi yang rasa cokelat. Sedangkan koko dulu lebih suka yang rasa kaldu ayam, meskipun ada juga yang rasa keju. Dengan harga kurang dari Rp.1000,-. Dulu kalau ga salah sekitar Rp.600,- an per bungkus. Kalau dulu ke swalayan, selalu menuju rak yang tersedia Chiki, dan selalu ambil 10 bungkus &lt;i&gt;*emang doyan ngemil sejak kecil*&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1706.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="chikiballs" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi Chiki ini tetap jadi snack yang mampu bertahan hingga sekarang ini lho. Selain Taro, tentunya. Tapi sayangnya, ada sedikit kekurangan jika dibandingkan produk yang lama. Sekarang dengan harga yang tentu saja naik, kemasannya lebih kecil.&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ya iyalah ekonomi susah begitu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang aku sayangkan, Chiki rasa cokelatnya tidak sama lagi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu bola-bolanya, ada 2 jenis. Yang rasa keju dan kaldu ayam, memakai bola warna kuning, sedangkan rasa cokelat, bolanya cokelat, jadi sangat manis dan cokelat sekali.Sekarang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah keliatan kalau yang cokelat, memakai bola yang kuning juga. Mungkin memang menghemat produksi yah, jadi sekarang cuma bikin 1 jenis bola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1731.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="chikicoklat" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1734.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="chikicoklatdalam" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1734.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh well,&lt;/i&gt; ga bisa disalahkan juga sih. Namanya ekonomi makin lama makin bersaing, meraih &lt;i&gt;profit&lt;/i&gt; tentunya makin susah, sehingga menurunkan kualitas. Tapi sebenarnya, kenapa gak mengikuti jejak Astor? Meskipun dulu gencar disaingin oleh Gery, tetap Astor berjaya. Meskipun harga naik, tapi kualitas tidak dikurangi. Tetap cokelatnya banyak, seenak dulu.Sebenarnya kalau sudah suka, &lt;i&gt;customer&lt;/i&gt; tetap tidak peduli harga lho. *&lt;i&gt; kecuali yang memang makin lama makin berkurang ya kemampuan financialnya *&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;By the way, &lt;/i&gt;ada yang bisa nyanyiin jinglenya Chiki?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1826.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="chikijingle" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi kalau ngomongin persaingan nih, saat ini memang banyak banget keluar snack-snack angin yang lain. &lt;i&gt;No wonder &lt;/i&gt;Chiki mungkin kewalahan menghadapi persaingan sehingga terpaksa mengurangi produksi. Sekarang kan trend stick jagung keju. Kalau jaman dulu, dirajai oleh Cheetos, yang kayanya sekarang juga mulai kewalahan tidak setenar dulu, senasib dengan Chiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sekarang, jamannya Nabati Siip dan Richeese. (&lt;i&gt;Anyway&lt;/i&gt;, mereka itu seproduksi bukan sih? Abisnya di bungkusnya Richeese, ada tulisan &lt;i&gt;nabati&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nabati Siip nih, stick lonjong yang ditaburi bubuk keju. Rasanya ada 3. Aku pilih yang rasa jagung bakar. Aku suka produk ini karena lebih berasa jagung. Dan bubuk kejunya tidak terlalu nempel lama di mulut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I8f590GlNEA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I8f590GlNEA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sedangkan Richeese, yang begitu gencarnya mengeluarkan produk-produk &lt;i&gt;cheese&lt;/i&gt;-nya, membuat produk yang serupa, tapi kejunya &lt;i&gt;creamy&lt;/i&gt;. Dinamai Richeese Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zI6GH2fU4Ns/SZYOy-htHkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/m2Jko5jopC8/s320/richeese.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* gambar Richeese diambil dari http://ismoyoblog.blogspot.com *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalau Richeese Ahh, lebih full condong ke kejunya. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya iyalah, namanya Richeese gitu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kejunya jg sangat creamy, bukan bubuk. Jadi mungkin stick ke mulut lebih lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For me, I prefer Naba&lt;/i&gt;ti Siip :). Biarpun Richeese lebih gencar promosi sih, sampai-sampai iklan produknya seperti dibuat dalam sekali loop. Begitu keluar, semua produknya muncul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi sebenarnya, sebelum keluar 2 produk ini, ada yang lebih dulu mengeluarkan produk semacam ini lho, yaitu Momogi. Nah sekarang Momogi kemana ya, kok ga ada lagi iklannya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*belum ada kesempatan beli Momogi nih....*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini &lt;i&gt;comparison&lt;/i&gt; seadanya sih, ada yang lebih lengkap, silahkan ke&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://ismoyoblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/cheese-sticks-benchmarking.html"&gt;http://ismoyoblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/cheese-sticks-benchmarking.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-7868536941780803541?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7868536941780803541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/chiki-di-masa-kini-dan-trend-snack-yang.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7868536941780803541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7868536941780803541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/chiki-di-masa-kini-dan-trend-snack-yang.html' title='Chiki di Masa Kini. Dan Trend Snack yang Terbaru.'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zI6GH2fU4Ns/SZYOy-htHkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/m2Jko5jopC8/s72-c/richeese.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7300875113002288241</id><published>2009-11-17T14:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:13:32.165+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><title type='text'>kuliner malam di Pak Item ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Melanjutkan petualangan malam-malam mencari makan, &lt;i&gt;on another night, we went to Solo Baru.&lt;/i&gt; FYI, buat yang belum tahu, Solo itu besar sebenarnya, tapi ga sebesar Semarang yah. Tapi tetep daerahnya gak kecil jadi bisa dibagi-bagi menjadi beberapa nama. Solo Baru ini, bisa dibilang &lt;i&gt;suburb&lt;/i&gt;nya Solo. Sementara aku tinggal di tengah-tengah Solo kota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So anyway, &lt;/i&gt;disana tuh ada warung lesehan yang cukup terkenal.Tapi bukan warung lesehan biasa lho, harga makanannya jg lebih mahal dibanding warung makanan seperti biasa. Banyak &lt;i&gt;family&lt;/i&gt; atau anak muda yang nongkrong disana. Anak-anak SMA generasiku dulu sih, banyak yg kesana ya dulu untuk nongkrong-nongkrong, meskipun jauh. &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kalo anak sekarang lebih doyan ke Pizza Hut dan mall kali ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tampak depan. Dari jalanan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1697.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pakitem01" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1697.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tampak samping. Di pinggir jalan. Digelar tikar-tikar untuk lesehan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1695.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pakitem02" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1695.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menunya ya ala kadarnya, seperti nasi bandeng. Dengan lalapannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1680.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pakitem08" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1680.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1693.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pakitem03" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Iparku lebih tertarik makan Suun Goreng. Soalnya gak begitu lapar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1683.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pakitem06" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1683.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Disana tersedia lauk-pauknya seperti satay2an, tahu, tempe, dll. Pokoknya lauk yang simple tinggal digoreng atau dibakar ala kadarnya. Jadi di warungnya digelar banyak lauk pauk, yang pembeli tinggal memilih mau yang mana, nanti dimasak / diangetin oleh yang jual. Yang tidak ribet perlu oven. Tapi ada juga lho burung dara goreng, seperti di bawah. Atau bisa jg memilih ayam / bebek goreng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1682.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pakitem07" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1682.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1686.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pakitem05" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1686.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Minumnya juga gak sekedar ada teh, tapi juga ada es soda gembira, yang dipesan kokoku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1688.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pakitem04" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Untuk itu semua, bertiga &lt;i&gt;spend&lt;/i&gt; Rp.63.000.&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/6314262202889157584-7300875113002288241?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7300875113002288241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/kuliner-malam-di-pak-item.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7300875113002288241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7300875113002288241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/kuliner-malam-di-pak-item.html' title='kuliner malam di Pak Item ~~'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-8180278096262302836</id><published>2009-11-12T12:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:59:24.979+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Pancingan?</title><content type='html'>Anyone remember this game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1704.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pancingan" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/DSCN1704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was a kid, I used to have this kind of toy. When the circle of fishes pond would go around, and we have to try to fish it out when the fish opens its mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before the fishes have magnets inside, and the sticks (what would you call this, anyway?) have opposite magnets, so it was easy to fish them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But now! They make it harder! (This toy actually belongs to my nephew's, but he's still baby, of course he can't play this yet. We, the grownup, do. ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now they don't have magnets. So in order to fish, we have to put the fish hook inside the mouth and wait til the fish closes its mouth (which is so quick and not as easy as described). And this version has its own music when it's turned on, which is really loud, and can make you more frustated, LOL. ^ ^&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/6314262202889157584-8180278096262302836?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8180278096262302836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/pancingan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8180278096262302836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8180278096262302836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/pancingan.html' title='Pancingan?'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-6123836808347419701</id><published>2009-11-12T12:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:47:54.898+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><title type='text'>Susu Malam Hari :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ceritanya, &lt;i&gt;sometimes ago&lt;/i&gt;, malam-malam tidak ada kegiatan. Internetnya lagi entah kenapa ga bisa &lt;i&gt;connect&lt;/i&gt;, mau main Wii juga ga bisa, karena lagi di&lt;i&gt;service, firmware upgrading.&lt;/i&gt; Koko pun kebosanan, main &lt;i&gt;game&lt;/i&gt; di komputerku. Tapi kami 2 cewe-muda dan 1 bocah-bayi-gak-pernah-bisa-diam-tapi-belum-mau-tidur, harus ngapain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Narsis dulu sebentar, gara-gara saking kurang kerjaannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1666-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="narsisdikitya" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1666-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Akhirnya diputuskan keluar jalan-jalan dan nongkrong dimana kek gitu. Mumpung waktu itu, mama masih belum pulang dari travelling juga, jadi lebih nyantai tidak takut diomelin keluar malam-malam :p . Di kota seperti Solo, mau keluar malam, adanya ya makan :). Malam itu maunya makan cemil-cemil aja. Jadi kita menuju ke Warung Susu Segar Shi Jack, di Lapangan Kota Barat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pesan Pisang Owol &amp;amp; Roti Bakar Coklat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1671.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pisang owol &amp;amp; robakcol" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1671.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ada Nasi Bandeng Bungkus ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1668.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="nasibandeng" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1668.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dan minumku, &lt;i&gt;as I really love milk, &lt;/i&gt;Es Susu Coklat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1667.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="cucucoklat" border="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1667.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enak dan terjangkau ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-6123836808347419701?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6123836808347419701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/susu-malam-hari.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6123836808347419701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6123836808347419701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/susu-malam-hari.html' title='Susu Malam Hari :)'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-9141104335580033326</id><published>2009-11-09T23:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:49:26.471+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><title type='text'>Orange Juice(s) 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalau mengenai jus buah, yang terkenal pasti jus jeruk alias orange juice. Dari sekian banyak macam di pasaran, which one do you prefer? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*  harga menurut Hypermart pd tanggal 27/10/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Sunkist Orange Juice 1000ml - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rp. 17.850,00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1647.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1647.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ditulis 100% jus, tanpa gula. Memang tidak menipu, rasanya benar-benar jeruk. Agak sedikit kental, dan masih terasa serat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulp&lt;/span&gt;nya. Karena tidak memakai gula, rasanya memang lebih cenderung asam. Kalau lebih suka jus jeruk yang tidak terasa manis, dan untuk  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mindset pure juice , &lt;/span&gt;memang Sunkist cocok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1651.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1651.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Buavita Mandarin Orange Juice 1000ml - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rp.18.450,00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua produk Buavita, tidak ada yang kental. Semua cair. Karena mereka memang tidak menjanjikan 100% jus, tapi menggunakan sari buah. Di kotaknya, menjanjikan bisa 100% memenuhi kebutuhan Vitamin C setiap harinya. Rasa jus jeruk Buavita versi yang ini, lebih manis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1721.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1721.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1724.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1724.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lebih encer jika dibandingkan dengan Sunkist. Warnanya juga lebih ke jingga, bukan kuning. Kalau lebih suka jus jeruk yang manis, ini pilihan tepat. Tidak terasa asam, dan manisnya segar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1729.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1729.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain jus jeruk mandarin, Buavita mengeluarkan Orange Juice yang biasa. Harga standar dengan Buavita yang lain. Tapi berbeda dengan Mandarin Orange Juice, yang biasa rasanya lebih asam, dan warnanya kuning, mirip dengan Sunkist, meskipun tetap Buavita encer. Jika dirasakan serat pulpnya, sepertinya lebih mantap Sunkist, dibandingkan Buavita Orange Juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi untuk yang suka rasa lebih asam, lebih baik membeli Sunkist, karena lebih kental. Kalau penyuka manis, Buavita Mandarin Orange Juice yah, bukan satunya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Minute Maid Pulpy Orange 350ml. ~ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rp. 4.600,00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1662.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1662.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gencar dipromosikan sebagai jus jeruk yang masih banyak&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pulp&lt;/span&gt;nya, ternyata sewaktu aku coba, tidak seperti yang aku bayangkan. Encer sekali, air jeruk. Dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulp&lt;/span&gt;nya juga kecil-kecil sekali, dan tidak begitu banyak. Lain dengan bayangan yang ditimbulkan di iklannya. Di iklan khan keliatannya bener-bener menonjolkan isi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulp.&lt;/span&gt; Yah aku bayangkan seratnya jauh lebih banyak lah. Tapi membeli ini gak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally &lt;/span&gt;kecewa juga. Rasanya enak, manis. Dan mereka memang mengeluarkannya hanya untuk ukuran 350ml (entah di kemudian hari). Jadi cocok untuk minuman selingan saja sewaktu pergi untuk dibawa-bawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-9141104335580033326?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/9141104335580033326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/orange-juices-01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/9141104335580033326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/9141104335580033326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/orange-juices-01.html' title='Orange Juice(s) 01'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-3349746386664289980</id><published>2009-11-08T02:09:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T02:57:30.361+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting 101'/><title type='text'>teaching kids to sit when eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not an expert in parenting, for I'm not a parent just yet :D, and I'm a last child in my family, so I don't really get many experiences in taking care of little children, but sometimes I observe how parents act to their children through TV shows and learning a bit of psychology from books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my brother and his wife is blessed with a healthy, active baby boy, I observe them too. Well my brother's not really bothered with his kid, for he's working and mostly doing his own stuffs when he got home and only helped a little, so my baby nephew mostly clings to my sister-in-law, as she's also still breastfeeding. When it comes to meal-times, before I came home, my baby nephew was usually moving around. And my sister-in-law or our head-household-assistant was always following him. Same as drinking milk routine, my sister-in-law was used to put her son in room and turn on TV and VCD of his favourite songs collections with cartoons, like Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars and so on. Apparently it worked when my nephew was really little, as he would just sit and stare at the TV and my sister-in-law would spoon him the milk. But as he got older, he becomes more active and like to move and play around. So I noticed. A little background, me and my bro was a bit quiet kid, I'm guessing it's from having a quiet dad, and strict mom too, but as I know, I don't really run around when I eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, why would the parents do the chasing? It's not them who need the food, it's the kids. Me myself, has always thought if I had kids one day, I don't want to do that :D. At first I ignore them, but well I got frustrated :p. So I told my sister-in-law. She was actually tired of doing that either, but had no choice, LOL. I was suggesting to get an eating chair for baby. I watched on one episode of &lt;a href="http://www.supernanny.com/"&gt;Super Nanny&lt;/a&gt;, one family has twins of one year old, and they're eating on their own on their chairs. I like that! :) Even though of course it's gonna be messy, as they don't have good controls over their hands yet, but it's part of learning :). Like the detergent commercial said, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tak ada noda, gak blajar! &lt;/span&gt; :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we went to Yogyakarta, we also borrowed an eating chair from my bro's friend, as their kid doesn't use it anymore. Turned out they don't really use it, because when they bought it, their kid was already older than my nephew now, and can defend itself more, unlike my nephew who still always clings and cries :). I'm guessing the mother gave up, and for me, giving up was not really an option. I prefer to see a kid listening to the parents, not the other way around. So first step to do is : &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DON'T BE EASY TO GIVE UP&lt;/span&gt;. My nephew was crying for the first time when he was put in the chair for meal time. He had a tantrum and cried really loud until his face was all red. But I always told my sister-in-law not to do anything and just let him finish his crying, he'd get tired of it anyway :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the kid cries, he can't eat, so please &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;don't force him/her to eat&lt;/span&gt;, like many older generation mother did, as he/she would puke, I don't agree with that. Check with the kid whether he really needs to get off the chair to change diapers (but when the kid's still a baby, up to 1-2 years old, this is not a problem), or was feeling really hot, or just want to 'digendong'. If he stops crying immediately after my sister-in-law take him from the chair, I told my sister to try to put him back in the chair. Sometimes it's a struggle too, but the trick is : &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;give him something to hold and play during that mealtime, so he won't get bored&lt;/span&gt;. I sometimes also sing foolishly for him, or my sister-in-law was playing and pretending to call someone to gossip and he would just stare and not throwing tantrum :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When eating big snacks, like puddings, I also told my sister-in-law to use the chair, so my nephew would &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;get used to eat in the chair, and got to think that to eat, he would need to sit, not moving around&lt;/span&gt;. But I'm not really strict too, for eating small snacks, like the one that me or my other family eat, biscuits, krupuk etc. (he really likes to ask for our snacks too!), he can eat anywhere he wants. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the drinking milk routine, we eliminate that. I suggest my sister-in-law to do it at the same time with eating. So instead of having water for drinks when meal times like it was used to be, we now use the milk. He can always have more water anytime anyway when he asks for our drinks. So it was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;doing 2 tasks together at the same times :). More times for playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it get messy? Of course :). But it's a learning progress. Now my nephew can sit and eat in the chair. So &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;never complain if it's messy, they're kids anyway&lt;/span&gt; :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-3349746386664289980?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3349746386664289980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/teaching-kids-to-sit-when-eating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3349746386664289980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3349746386664289980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/teaching-kids-to-sit-when-eating.html' title='teaching kids to sit when eating'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-2035599548750924492</id><published>2009-11-08T01:23:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T02:07:13.794+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>y~gy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;About couple weeks ago, kurang lebih tepatnya pokoknya on a fine Sunday morning, aku pergi ke Yogyakarta, with my bro, his wife, and my baby nephew. Maksudnya sih untuk jalan-jalan iseng karena sudah agak lama gak kesana, sekalian mengunjungi alias "ndolani" temen lama dan dekatnya koko yang udah berkeluarga jg disana. Sesampai disana, kita ke rumah mereka dulu, sampai agak sore. Karena anak-anak kecil makan dan main2 dulu, kita jg makan dulu, di depan rumahnya ada warung makan macam-macam yang menyajikan Indomie berbagai rasa :p. Murah enak :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorenya baru kita berangkat ke &lt;a href="http://www.plaza-ambarrukmo.co.id/"&gt;Ambarukmo Plaza&lt;/a&gt;, yang katanya mall terbesar dan terlengkap di Jawa Tengah dan DIY. First shop to go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makan lagi :D. Dapat parkiran agak diatas, jadinya kita naik ke lantai atas bagian Food Court. Kami ordernya untuk sharing aja, soalnya ga mau kenyang2 banget, khan mau makan malam lagi? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di foodcourt dianjurin makan Hot Pot, isi seafoods begitu, kurang lebih harganya 35k'an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1633.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1633.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isinya kurang lebih begini : baso ikan, udang kecil, lettuce, tahu pong, dan lainnya serupa dengan daging tp kurang tahu itu daging apa. Dengan kuahnya bisa memilih antara yang biasa, atau yang tomyum. Aku pilih yang Tomyum, soalnya lebih pedes, meskipun setelah dicicipin ternyata ga terasa pedesnya. Kira2 cocok lah untuk cemil2an sebelum dinner, bisa buat share 3 orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1635.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1635.jpg" alt="hotpot ygy 02" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sehabis itu, jalan-jalan ga ada tujuan, eh tapi tetep aja masuk ke Centro. Liat macem2, and finally I got cool white sandals from Gosh and my sister in law got really cute purple-checkered ballet flat shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my main purpose of coming here was actually to buy &lt;a href="http://www.dcrepes.com/"&gt;D'crepes&lt;/a&gt;! I love their crepes ever since I was a kid, but there was none in my town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on Lower Ground Floor, around the corner in small alley, very small shop, a bit hard to look for if you're a first-timer visitor. I bought 2 kinds of crepes, cold and hot for takeaway. This is the cold crepe that I got : banana split with vanilla icecream and whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1638.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1638.jpg" alt="d'crepes banana" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I noticed it was much smaller than it's used to be. Oh well, things are getting pricier, aren't they? :) Although the size of the pans are the same, but they rolled it into smaller roll, so they can put less stuffs inside :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to another place, a bit further from the plaza, to do a bit of "wisata kuliner" :D. If i'm not mistaken, it was named Lapangan 'blablabla' Kerang/Karang, i'm not sure. Tapi sepanjang jalan itu ada warung-warung yang sepertinya mayoritas sate. Yang kita tuju adalah Sate Sapi Karang, di sebelahnya ada sate ayam jg sih. Makannya, ya lesehan :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ini dia seporsi Satepi (ngarang sendiri) alias Sate Sapi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1642.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1642.jpg" alt="satepi bakar YGY" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya sate ayam memakai lontong dibumbuin sambel kacang sebagai pengganti nasi. Kalau Satepi penggantinya juga lontong, tapi berkuah, jadi seperti lontong sayur yah...? Pakai potongan tempe juga. Sayang kurang pedas, seandainya lebih pedas kuahnya pasti lebih enak :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1640.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN1640.jpg" alt="lontong satepi YGY" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pictures!! :D Kalau foodsnya, beli sendiri :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-2035599548750924492?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2035599548750924492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/ygy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/2035599548750924492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/2035599548750924492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/11/ygy.html' title='y~gy'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-6588185633648987024</id><published>2009-10-25T04:17:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T04:27:28.204+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>It's too hot for this koala :) !</title><content type='html'>I found this sometimes ago as well in KasKus. But forget to save the thread's url, luckily I still saved the pictures in my hard drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ada seekor koala tiba-tiba mendekat ke sekelompok biker yang sedang lewat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;current=picture-koala-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/picture-koala-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Apparently he/she's asking for water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;current=koala.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/koala.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The biker took him/her home, and gave him/her a bucket of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Panas atau dingin ya airnya? * :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;current=pictures-koalas-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/pictures-koalas-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Enak juga nih airnya! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;current=water-koala-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/water-koala-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Nyemplung ahhhh... segaaarrr...! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;current=koala-australia-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/koala-australia-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-6588185633648987024?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6588185633648987024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-too-hot-for-this-koala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6588185633648987024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6588185633648987024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-too-hot-for-this-koala.html' title='It&apos;s too hot for this koala :) !'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5530355259056287160</id><published>2009-10-12T03:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T04:03:36.659+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>do people genuinely care?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes ago, I read an interesting &lt;a href="http://www.kaskus.us/showthread.php?t=2544963"&gt;thread&lt;/a&gt; @ KasKus.&lt;br /&gt;Credit goes to the Thread Starter &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;biawakserbaguna&lt;/span&gt;, I just want to save this here, in case the thread would disappear in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Gue sedang sibuk dengan tumpukan cucian di ember, ketika mendengar ada rame-rame diluar. beberapa ibu-ibu sekilas gue lihat berlarian ke arah gang, syaraf2 otak gue langsung mengirimkan sinyal bahwa sesuatu yang 'nggak biasa' sedang terjadi. mungkin ada tawuran, kebakaran, atau perkelahian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang jelas bukan gempa bumi karena gue nggak ngerasain goncangan apapun.&lt;br /&gt;secepat sinyal kiriman otak itu diterima, gue pun melesat keluar ingin tahu hal 'nggak biasa' apa yang sedang terjadi diluar. dan rupanya bukan hanya gue yang keluar ingin tahu, karena gang kecil depan rumah bibi gue mendadak penuh dengan derapan kaki dan wajah bingung campur panik warga kampung yang semuanya menuju ke satu titik, yaitu jembatan kali keruh yang membelah daerah kumuh Serdang, Kemayoran. Udara tiba-tiba dipenuhi dengan tanda tanya dan tanda seru yang keluar dari masing2 kepala warga kampung.&lt;br /&gt;satu orang berteriak sudah cukup menjelaskan apa yang sedang terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;" ada orang nyemplung ke kali!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue langsung ke pusat peristiwa sementara beberapa ibu-ibu langsung panik dan histeris sambil mencari-cari anaknya, apa yang gue saksikan di depan muka gue kemudian sungguh mencekam. biasanya gue hanya melihat peristiwa seperti ini di film2, tapi yang ini nyata, tepat di depan muka gue sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di kali keruh ( diperkirakan sedalam 8 meter ) itu terlihat 2 orang anak manusia sedang bergelut. yang satunya gue kenal sebagai bapaknya Yayat yang sering maen PS sama gue, sementara yang satunya adalah pria berusia sekitar 30-an namun nggak gue kenal. keduanya timbul tenggelam di sungai, sampai akhirnya hanya bapaknya Yayat yang terlihat menyembul ke atas megap2 sambil menggapai-gapai, beruntung ada beberapa siswa STM yang dengan sigap meraih tangan nya dan segera mengangkatnya dari kematian. wajahnya shock. lalu kemana pria berusia 30-an itu? apa yang sebenarnya terjadi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siswa STM yang mengetahui detil peristiwa dari awal, bercerita dengan penuh semangat kalau bapaknya Yayat tadi sebenarnya sengaja terjun ke kali untuk menolong pria tak di kenal yang dikiranya terjatuh dari jembatan. lalu seorang ibu2 yang kebetulan juga menyaksikan peristiwa itu dari awal, menambahkan kalau si pria tak dikenal itu malah memukuli, menggigit dan menendangi bapaknya Yayat seperti menolak untuk di selamatkan. dalam hati gue membenarkan kesaksian si ibu, karena tadi gue juga sempat melihat pergumulan mereka. apa yang dilakukan pria tak dikenal itu jelas bukan sikap panik orang yang tenggelam, karena tangannya mengepal membentuk tinju. dia jelas menolak di selamatkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang2 tidak punya waktu untuk memikirakan apa yang sebenarnya terjadi, fokus mereka kini ke penyelamatan atau pencarian tubuh pria tak dikenal yang sekarang tenggelam tak pernah timbul keatas lagi. dan baru pada detik itulah gue kepikiran untuk merekam adegan 'nggak biasa' ini dengan handycam kakak yang kebeneran lagi dititipin ke gue. dan ketika berlari mau ngambil handycam, gue baru tersadar kalau gue keluar cuman pake kolor dengan motif memalukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinggiran kali dalam sedetik kemudian berubah menjadi kerumunan massa, jalanan langsung macet karena banyak pengendara motor yang menghentikan kendaraannya untuk menonton peristiwa ini. beberapa preman sigap ngelihat peluang ini untuk menjadi 'polisi' mengatur lalu lintas dengan satu tangan di tadahkan kearah sopir, sedikit memaksa untuk selembar ribuan. suasana menjadi ramai, seperti ada pasar tumpah. beberapa pedagang bakso dan gorengan pun menyempurnakan suasana mirip pasar tumpah ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suasana drama-tragis, dalam beberapa menit kemudian berubah menjadi suasana dark-komedi karena penganggur2 dengan tampang yang 'cuci muka pun belum', mulai mengeluarkan celetukan2 konyol, mereka rupanya senang dengan keramaian ini. pagi menjadi sedikit bermakna, ada tontonan gratis! biasanya mereka masih terlelap dalam buaian bantal guling karena pengaruh alkohol semalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seorang warga bernama Onen dengan kocaknya berteriak,&lt;br /&gt;" woi keluar woi...jangan di dalem terus..nih gue kasih gocap-an " dia berteriak ke arah kali sambil melambai-lambaikan uang 50 ribu-annya. semua penonton tertawa.&lt;br /&gt;seorang anggota TNI lengkap dengan seragam dinasnya, bukannya melakukan penyelamatan malah menimpali lawakan yang dilontarkan bang Onen, dengan mengeluarkan pistolnya dan mengarahkannya ke bang Onen..&lt;br /&gt;" eh, kamu yang kumisan..cepet nyebur! cari mayatnya! "&lt;br /&gt;temen2nya sambil tertawa-tawa langsung mendorong-dorong bang Onen untuk segera nyebur, yang di tanggapinya dengan muka tersipu-sipu dan pura-pura merengek.&lt;br /&gt;" ampun pak ampun..cuman kecil-kecilan pak..bandarnya orang Niger! "&lt;br /&gt;semuanya kembali tertawa riuh.&lt;br /&gt;nggak ada suasana tragis sama sekali. semua warga seolah terhibur dengan peristiwa ini. apalagi ketika mereka tahu, bahwa pria yang tenggelam bukan warga sendiri, bukan pula sanak kerabatnya. tak dikenal. Akhirnya suasana benar2 menjadi riuh-ramai-riang seperti pasar tumpah ditambah pementasan lenong Betawi dengan lakon pria tak dikenal yang putus asa, panggungnya adalah kali kotor penuh sampah dan warga kampung adalah penonton lenongnya yang terkenal suka nyeletuk itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beberapa saat kemudian tim penyelamat dari Marinir datang membawa perahu karet. Personel muda dengan peralatan rescue ala kadarnya yang datang, nggak bawa tabung oksigen apalagi peralatan selam. Cuma tambang dan bambu panjang saja. Penonton kembali menyoraki.&lt;br /&gt;“ ini mah bukan pasukan katak yang datang, tapi pasukan bebek..” gerutu pak syarif yang perantau asal Palembang dan punya usaha empek-empek.&lt;br /&gt;Dan bang Onen pun kembali beraksi,&lt;br /&gt;“ woiii..nyemplung woiii nyempluuung!! “&lt;br /&gt;Ramai sekali. Gue sendiri dengan lagak bak wartawan professional mulai beraksi dengan handycam. Rupanya memegang handycam pada peristiwa seperti ini membuat seseorang mudah mendapat keistimewaan, contohnya gue, yang mudah sekali mendapat angle yang bagus karena seseorang dengan sukarela membantu gue menyibak kerumunan massa sambil memerintah massa yang lainnya,&lt;br /&gt;“ minggir..minggir ada yang mau ambil gambar..mau dimasukin tipi!! “ ajaib, kerumunan memberi jalan, dan gue bebas mencari posisi paling wuenak buat ngambil gambar sambil pura-pura sok sibuk memencet-mencet tombol handycam ( biar kelihatan keren hehe ),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di tengah kali, setelah beberapa lamanya mencari dengan bambu panjang tanpa hasil dan mungkin juga karena udah nggak tahan disoraki penonton salah satu dari personel marinir itu&lt;br /&gt;memutuskan untuk nyemplung ke air. Itupun nyemplung tanggung, karena tangannya masih bergayutan di perahu karet. Usaha ini membuat sorakan penonton semakin kejam meledek mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Namun beberapa menit kemudian, keriuhan mendadak berhenti, ketika personel yang nyemplung itu berteriak ke rekannya..&lt;br /&gt;“ aku dapat tangannya!!”&lt;br /&gt;Bergegas rekannya membungkuk dan mencelupkan tangannya ke dalam air, ketika di angkat..terangkatlah tubuh pria tak dikenal itu dari dalam air..sudah menjadi mayat tentu saja. Keriuhan kembali pecah, kali ini banyak yang menyebut nama Tuhan. Dan sedetik kemudian tepuk tangan lah yang membahana seperti adegan dalam film ketika sang hero dengan gagah berani berhasil menyelamatkan kota dari serbuan monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petugas segera mencari identitas ‘sang lakon’ dari sakunya, namun nihil. Sakunya kosong. Beberapa orang mencoba mengenali wajah sang pria, namun tak ada seorangpun yang mengenalnya. USO. Unidentified Sinking Object. obyek tenggelam tak dikenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang petugas yang sepertinya professional meneliti mayat itu dengan seksama, dan setelah beberapa saat, dia berkata pada rekannya. Kata-kata yang biasanya gue temui ketika membaca novel Agatha Christie..&lt;br /&gt;“ lihat telapak kaki orang ini kasar, lecet-lecet dan melepuh…dia pasti kebanyakan berjalan kaki di aspal tanpa alas kaki, sepertinya dia adalah gelandangan…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendengar itu gue pun dengan sok berlagak wartawan kriminal, mengambil gambar telapak kaki mayat itu diiringi tatapan heran bapak2 petugas, mungkin pikirnya..&lt;br /&gt;” ini wartawan dari media manaa kok dekil amat..paling2 dari harian Lampu Merah..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kaki mayat itu memang kasar, lecet-lecet dan melepuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertunjukan lenong bubar ketika Ambulance datang menjemput mayat pria itu dan membawanya entah kemana, ( tentu saja ke Rumah sakit, bodoh! )&lt;br /&gt;massa mulai meninggalkan TKP sambil membicarakan kejadian barusan, sudah pasti semuanya mengaku yang paling tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ huh! Bunuh diri aja susah-susah amat bikin macet jalan! Kenapa gak minum racun aja di kamar? Sialan!! “ gerutu seorang pengendara motor.&lt;br /&gt;Ada juga yang melawak,&lt;br /&gt;“ usia kamu 35 tahun kan?, belum menikah, kerjaan nggak jelas, hidup nggak teratur..udah nyemplung kali aja! “&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha riuh tertawa warga meledak. kali ini entah kenapa, gue ikut ketawa mendengar lawakan itu, teringat iklan-iklan paranormal di televisi hihihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu jam kemudian, kehidupan kembali ‘normal’. Lalu lintas kembali hidup. Warga kembali beraktifitas memburu rupiah. Penganggur2 kecewa karena tontonan gratisnya sudah selesai, dan preman2 terlihat kurang puas dengan hasil yang didapatnya dari menjadi ‘polisi’ dadakan.&lt;br /&gt;Hanya beberapa anak-anak yang masih menatapi titik di mana peristiwa tadi terjadi. Selebihnya, semuanya kembali ‘normal’ seperti tidak pernah terjadi apa-apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa pria tak dikenal itu dan apa yang sebenarnya terjadi? Kenapa dia menolak ditolong? Adakah dia seorang pria yang lelah berjalan ribuan kilometer di aspal dan yang di dapatnya hanya ketiadaan harapan? lalu memutuskan untuk mengakhiri keputus-asa-annya dengan menenggelamkan diri? Apakah kehidupan dan dunia sudah demikian mengerikannya sehingga dia kalap?&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa dia memilih mati dengan menceburkan diri ke kali di tengah2 keramaian warga? Apa itu usaha terakhirnya untuk mendapatkan perhatian? Ataukah itu sebuah aksi demontrasi protes terhadap susahnya kehidupan dengan cara yang radikal-emo-personal ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejujurnya, tak ada seorang pun yang perduli.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah membaca, aku jadi miris dua kali rasanya.&lt;br /&gt;Sudah cukup tragis bagi orang yang akhirnya putus asa akan dunia ini, namun lebih tragis lagi ternyata masyarakat sekarang kurang lebih bersikap seperti itu.&lt;br /&gt;Semakin kejam yah dunia ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-5530355259056287160?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5530355259056287160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-people-genuinely-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5530355259056287160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5530355259056287160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-people-genuinely-care.html' title='do people genuinely care?'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7247660215939915924</id><published>2009-02-13T20:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T04:31:30.850+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><title type='text'>tomat kembar siam ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;PS: Apologize for bad picture, it was taken by mobile phone, since I don't have my digicam with me at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one weird discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found yesterday morning (Feb 13th 2009), by my co-worker Joanne, when she was doing her duty cutting the tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/weirdtomato01.jpg" border="0" alt="weirdtomato05"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/weirdtomato05.jpg" border="0" alt="weirdtomato01"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, it does look more like an ass :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/weirdtomato02.jpg" border="0" alt="weirdtomato04"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the asshole! (0__0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/weirdtomato03.jpg" border="0" alt="weirdtomato03"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/weirdtomato04.jpg" border="0" alt="weirdtomato02"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-7247660215939915924?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7247660215939915924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomat-kembar-siam.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7247660215939915924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7247660215939915924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomat-kembar-siam.html' title='tomat kembar siam ?'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-496566229296385350</id><published>2009-02-07T23:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T04:31:07.444+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Dulux Ads</title><content type='html'>I just LOVE this commercial !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to say why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're big ! They're fat ! They're FLUFFY !!&lt;br /&gt;And they're running all around city..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww... so adorable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ittCvu3hKRc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ittCvu3hKRc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-496566229296385350?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/496566229296385350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/02/dulux-ads.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/496566229296385350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/496566229296385350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/02/dulux-ads.html' title='Dulux Ads'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-1421402564075856187</id><published>2009-01-13T22:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.133+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><title type='text'>guilty pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hudsons' Coffee&lt;/span&gt; - Small Iced Mocha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HudsonsIcedMocha.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/HudsonsIcedMocha.jpg" border="0" alt="IcedLatte" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13th January 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari jam 9 pagi sudah keluar rumah karena ada appointment dgn orang university, tapi ternyata ga selama yang aku bayangkan, hanya 40 menit sudah selesai omong-omong. Padahal masih ada waktu 2 jam lebih sebelum harus kerja. Mau pulang dulu males juga lah nanti malah ga mood keluar. Jadinya jalan-jalan ga jelas sampai pada akhirnya beli minum deh sekaligus memang perlu untuk menangkis ngantuk akibat insomnia berhari-hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Hudsons' Coffee shop near my workplace. Damage cost AU$4.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Iya, memang posting ga penting.. Cuma mau pamer aja :), daripada dicomplaint disuruh update mulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-1421402564075856187?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1421402564075856187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/01/guilty-pleasure.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/1421402564075856187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/1421402564075856187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/01/guilty-pleasure.html' title='guilty pleasure'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-4950625591611670674</id><published>2009-01-12T23:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.133+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>menutup 2008</title><content type='html'>Yes i'm back..&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope it's for real, shall we ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga terasa sudah 2009 .. It feels like it was just yesterday when I start 2008 with new hope, new wish.. which turned out to be a bad year for me hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, 2008 is not a great year for me, instead it was one of my painful era.&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of pain, tears, heartaches. Disappointments. Angers.&lt;br /&gt;But I also see 2008 as another time for me to grow more mature.&lt;br /&gt;I learned lots of lessons, in hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as wise people say, time is the best medicine, it was also time that healed me. As time goes by, I started to realize that I grew stronger, and now I can see the past with smile, although I don't deny that sometimes I feel regrets too :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many of you wondering why I stopped writing in the middle of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Well I had a rough time, so I didn't have time to write in here. And I also think that it was not a good time for me to write because of my conditions, it would only result in bad depressing posts anyway :).&lt;br /&gt;Especially when someone finally said that I'm a fucking idiot, ( i know who you are, anyway ;) ), I was actually thinking of shutting down my blogs for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he's right, wasn't he?&lt;br /&gt;I do sometimes also think that I was an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;I acted based on fear, and irrational feelings, when I actually knew that I shouldn't let my fear took over my judgements.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, guys... I know that you all probably think of me not in good way in 2008 :) Which is also one of my reasons why I stopped writing, because I was afraid the bad comment would come again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be judged, but I know I also can't control what people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;So if you really think of me in that way, I won't get mad too :). I know I should get it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I know that I wrote a lot of bad things about him back then. But I hope you won't think of him as bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he's violent to me. Yes he treats me badly. Yes he cheated on me and lied to me many times. Yes he was the reason I ruined my life last year. But please don't hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I forgive him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not his mistakes to treat me like that, it was my mistakes. Maybe if I'm stronger or I have better qualities than I do now, those things wouldn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we also had great time together anyway, although not much ;) but I treasured them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did i mention that I lost a bunch of weight last year due to the stress and depression? :).&lt;br /&gt;So there is silver lining after all :). Hahaha, at least I can be happy about one thing :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-4950625591611670674?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4950625591611670674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/01/menutup-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4950625591611670674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4950625591611670674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2009/01/menutup-2008.html' title='menutup 2008'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-4152059202233401722</id><published>2007-11-07T18:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.133+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>my 'baby' is not well ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My poor "baby" =(&lt;br /&gt;my dearest thing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why would you do this to me ... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's perfectly clear that I really need you and you know it, so why do you reject me ?&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me if I haven't given you a really good care .. But don't scare me like this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're sick, I don't know what to do anymore..&lt;br /&gt;You won't talk to me, you don't give me any clue what to do.. All you showed me was your rejection to what I've asked you to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me a clue, so that you're not mad at me anymore, and we can be best friends again .. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PC ku sayang, PC ku malang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah beberapa minggu ini PC ku ngambek..&lt;br /&gt;Pertama aku pikir ada masalah di &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anak kedua&lt;/span&gt;, External Harddisk-ku..&lt;br /&gt;Anakku yang setia menyediakan tenaga dan otaknya untuk menyimpan segala hiburanku..&lt;br /&gt;Suatu ketika di pagi hari yang dingin, aku bangun untuk mendapati &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt; tidak lagi berfungsi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu demi minggu dilalui dengan rasa frustasi, marah, kecewa, emosi tinggi..&lt;br /&gt;Semua disebabkan karena satu kalimat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebuah kalimat dalam balon tertulis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Usb device not recognized"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segala cara telah kulakukan .. Seluruh penjuru Google telah kulalui..&lt;br /&gt;Tak kutemukan jawaban yang berarti..&lt;br /&gt;Ketika aku mulai menyerah, dan mulai berpikir jika memang aku bernasib buruk&lt;br /&gt;dalam hal memiliki external harddisk,&lt;br /&gt;(soalnya pernah punya dulu tapi rusak (-___-)a )&lt;br /&gt;4 hari yang lalu kutemukan jawabannya, ketika ku mencoba untuk mengakses "anakku" yang lain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My digicam..&lt;br /&gt;Anakku yang siap setiap saat untuk merekam apa yang menurutku indah..&lt;br /&gt;Yang tidak pernah bermasalah dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anak pertama&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anak pertama&lt;/span&gt; mengalami &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;krisis kepercayaan&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Dimana dia menolak untuk berhubungan dengan semuanya..&lt;br /&gt;Dimana dia tidak perduli dan menghiraukan semua yang ingin berkoneksi dengannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya ..&lt;br /&gt;Semua colokan USB di CPU, menjadi tidak berfungsi..&lt;br /&gt;Karena mau dicolok apapun juga, jawabannya sama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Usb device not recognized"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Efek samping :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kegiatan download terhenti, karena &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anak kedua&lt;/span&gt; tidak bisa diakses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kegiatan blogging terhambat, karena bahan cerita jadi tidak bisa dipost, karena &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anak ketiga&lt;/span&gt; tidak bisa diakses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tidak bisa lagi update theme dan ringtone handphone, karena USBnya jg tidak bisa diakses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yang lagi sedih dan stres,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-4152059202233401722?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4152059202233401722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-is-not-well.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4152059202233401722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4152059202233401722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-is-not-well.html' title='my &amp;#39;baby&amp;#39; is not well ..'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5989893727700059334</id><published>2007-10-15T20:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.133+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>What it feels like ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From today's &lt;a href="http://www.mxnet.com.au/"&gt;MX&lt;/a&gt; newspaper, I found something that interest me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oxygen a breath so vital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know what it's like to die? This week's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Scientist&lt;/span&gt; discusses the possibilities, from being burned alive to drowning and decapitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the mode, it's usually a lack of oxygen to the brain that is the cause, the report says, using evidence from scientific advances and accounts from survivors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Drowning :&lt;/span&gt; Survivors have said there is a "tearing and burning" sensation as water enters the lungs, followed by a feeling of calm. Oxygen deprivation results in loss of consciousness, the heart stopping and brain death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Bleeding to death :&lt;/span&gt; Marked by several stages of "haemorrhagic shock". Anyone losing 1.5 litres felt weak, thirsty and anxious. Losing two litres led to dizziness, confusion and eventual unconsciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Fire :&lt;/span&gt; Burns inflict intense pain and only boost pain sensitivity as superficial nerves are destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Decapitation :&lt;/span&gt; Painless but consciousness can continue briefly. Experts calculate the brain may function for seven seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Electrocution :&lt;/span&gt; A household shock might stop the heart, leading to unconsciousness in about 10 seconds. Higher currents through the heart or brain can mean almost immediate unconsciousness, but it has been claimed electrocuted prisoners diedfrom heating of the brain or suffocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fall :&lt;/span&gt; Survivors reported the sensation of time slowing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heart attack :&lt;/span&gt; A "squeezing" chest pain or pressure is the common symptom. onsciousness is lost in about 10 seconds, with death minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marie_Antoinette"&gt;Marie Antoinette&lt;/a&gt; felt when she was decapitated. I used to think that decapitation is really cruel, but apparently it's painless. Interesting. So it's not really cruel then. I begin to think that it's actually really good. Painless death.&lt;br /&gt;Well unless the tool is blunt, and it's not done in one swing. Could end up like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nearly_Headless_Nick#Nearly_Headless_Nick"&gt;Nearly Headless Nick&lt;/a&gt;. Ouch .. must be really painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say, I don't want to die from drowning and fire. The corpse always looks terrible. =p. Oooh and of course from fall. I don't want my organs to be splattered on the ground. Must be difficult to collect the remains. And there's a possibility I might lost a small part of my body, right ? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others are painful too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So decapitation is the best way to die, isn't it ? Interesting ....&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/6314262202889157584-5989893727700059334?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5989893727700059334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-it-feels-like.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5989893727700059334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5989893727700059334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-it-feels-like.html' title='What it feels like ....'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-4681442783116374628</id><published>2007-10-13T20:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.133+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><title type='text'>B'day dinner @ Blue Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On 12th October, after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We three, me, Utie, Lillian, went back to city to meet with Mellissa &amp;amp; Arum to have dinner. They didn't know at first that I want to treat them, because I want it to be spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Lillian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/bluefire-melillian.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mellissa, Utie, Arum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/bluefire-memelz-utie-arum.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant is located at Melbourne Central Shopping Centre, level 3, beside Hoyts Cinema Ticket Booth.&lt;br /&gt;It's pricey of course, because it's a fine-dining restaurant. But the food's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluefiregrill.com.au/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bluefiregrill.com.au/melbournecentral/images/Image%20Gallery/inside/inside_image8_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My drink : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Choc Rock&lt;/span&gt; ( chocolate milkshake ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/bluefire-chocrock.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My food :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Porterhouse 280gm steak with mushroom and garlic jus served with potato gratin and roast field mushrooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/bluefire-porterhouse.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utie's order :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Rib eye 350gm steak with mushroom and garlic jus served with potato gratin and roast field mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/bluefire-ribeye.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our shared entree :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Truffle scented mushroom and caramelized onion tartlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/bluefire-mushroom.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lillian's order :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Char-grilled Marlin steak over warm nicoise style vegetables with tomato pesto.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said it's good but dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/bluefire-marlinsteak.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mellissa's order :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Grilled whole flounder with caper butter sauce &amp;amp; garlic chat potatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/bluefire-flounder.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arum's order :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pan seared chicken breast over potato puree &amp;amp; semi dried tomatoes with sage jus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/bluefire-chickenbreast.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate big that night, so full.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls, I had a great night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-4681442783116374628?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4681442783116374628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/b-dinner-blue-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4681442783116374628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/4681442783116374628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/b-dinner-blue-fire.html' title='B&amp;#39;day dinner @ Blue Fire'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-669444570490018651</id><published>2007-10-12T19:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.133+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><title type='text'>Thank you ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A big thank you for all these people for still remembering my birthday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@ Yahoo! Messenger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Eric Tumbelaka ( the very first person who congratulate me .. )&lt;br /&gt;+ Herman Sam&lt;br /&gt;+ Sanny Iskandar ( cacan ) *muach muach...*&lt;br /&gt;+ Hodrick Kwan ( WarBreaker )&lt;br /&gt;+ Juwono Dj&lt;br /&gt;+ Yoseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@ DOMO Indo&lt;br /&gt;+ &lt;/span&gt;Felix H. yang sampe nulis di Guild Announcement.&lt;br /&gt;+ dan semua anak-anak guild &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yellow Turban&lt;/span&gt; yang waktu itu nyelametin, gak hafal siapa aja (^^)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@ Handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ My beloved mom ..&lt;br /&gt;+ My beloved brothers ..&lt;br /&gt;+ Sally Purnama&lt;br /&gt;+ Mellissa Hidajat&lt;br /&gt;+ Onny Hermadi&lt;br /&gt;+ Roland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@ MSN Messenger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Huan&lt;br /&gt;+ Sylvia&lt;br /&gt;+ Jessica Tsang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@ Email &amp;amp; Kaskus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ bot Kaskus (*lho??*) yang otomatis kirim email ke orang yang ultah .. makasih admin ..&lt;br /&gt;+ azrita&lt;br /&gt;+ totti11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@ Friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Felix lagi ..&lt;br /&gt;+ Shidiq Junaidi&lt;br /&gt;+ Rony&lt;br /&gt;+ Mitra&lt;br /&gt;+ Prabawa Brodjonegoro&lt;br /&gt;+ Antonny&lt;br /&gt;+ Mona&lt;br /&gt;+ Tommy Tri&lt;br /&gt;+ Mirzha Arista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Kayanya udah. Semoga gak ada yang ketinggalan.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate it. It's a small gesture, but really means a lot for me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga amal ibadahnya diterima di sisi-Nya. *lho???*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yang gak inget, semoga jatuh kepleset pisang. Mwahahahaha......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-669444570490018651?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/669444570490018651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/669444570490018651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/669444570490018651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/thank-you.html' title='Thank you ...'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5379765369849951398</id><published>2007-10-08T18:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.134+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about'/><title type='text'>I'm tagged ... =)</title><content type='html'>Being tagged by Dita, to tell some facts about me. I gotta say, I'm not sure at first about what to tell. Spent quite some time to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here we go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rules&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Each blogger must post these rules&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they've been tagged and to read your blog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Habits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have sweet tooth. Can't resist dessert. Especially chocolate. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( No wonder I'm fat ... (-__-;) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I chew on straws. I don't know when it started, it's really long time ago, and why. Maybe I just like to play with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do things slowly. I don't like to rush. Sometimes I'm also procrastinating. One thing about me that my mom really hates. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like reading. I can read anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like to have cold drinks better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe because I can't have any food or drink that's hot. I like to wait for it to cool down or blow to it first before I consume it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can sleep in every position, but mostly I sleep on my side. Especially on my left side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like to observe people. So I often look around. Even in the restaurant. I know some people find it a bit rude when someone doesn't look at them when talking, but sometimes I do that. I will look at them when I talk to them, but after a while, I sometimes look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People whom I want to tag are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. Everybody who reads my blog deh.... (@_@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can you believe I spent almost 2 hours to write about these things ? (o_O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-5379765369849951398?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5379765369849951398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-tagged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5379765369849951398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5379765369849951398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-tagged.html' title='I&amp;#39;m tagged ... =)'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-3910167441615846181</id><published>2007-09-25T17:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.134+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><title type='text'>One night in Zipang ....</title><content type='html'>In the suburb where I work, Hampton, there is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; Japanese restaurant called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Zipang&lt;/span&gt;. I bold the small word because it's really really small. Inside there are only space for 3 tables, which can hold maybe 10 people. I guess they focus more in take-aways. But there are also tables outside, which is really not an option actually in winter, because it's really cold in the suburb, much colder than in city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's located right across the station, so I passed it everytime I go to work. It's only open for short time though, I think it's open for lunch hour, and then closed around 3. Then re-open for dinner time. That's why I can only go there at night after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at 25/09, we went there to have dinner. It was full, we have to wait for some time because it's really busy and there are only 2 staffs there. We were placed outside, but thankfully after a while, a table finished, and we could get inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is good, not so bad. Kinda pricey for small portions, but well it's Japanese restaurant. Most of them are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered sashimi and gyoza, and I took pictures of them because they looked good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/zipang-sashimi.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/zipang-gyoza.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-3910167441615846181?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3910167441615846181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-night-in-zipang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3910167441615846181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3910167441615846181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-night-in-zipang.html' title='One night in Zipang ....'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7002985617207038553</id><published>2007-09-17T02:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.134+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><title type='text'>Large McDonald's Quarter Pounder Meal</title><content type='html'>Aku bisa dibilang, sering banget beli McDonald's disini. Cinta mati euy.&lt;br /&gt;Biarin deh, gendut-gendut deh. Enak banget sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave, pasti selalu beli ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Large Quarter Pounder Meal&lt;/span&gt;. Hampir gak pernah deh beli yang lain. Malah kadang nambah Large Fries. Friesnya McD enak banget (*_*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN0206.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-7002985617207038553?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7002985617207038553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/large-mcdonald-quarter-pounder-meal.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7002985617207038553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7002985617207038553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/large-mcdonald-quarter-pounder-meal.html' title='Large McDonald&amp;#39;s Quarter Pounder Meal'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-6146492214933439287</id><published>2007-09-16T14:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.134+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><title type='text'>foto makanan</title><content type='html'>selama 2 minggu yang lalu, karena bokek.. cuma masak sekedarnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner irit&lt;br /&gt;Cah Kangkung .. Telor Mata Sapi .. Minumnya Fanta Orange :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN0200.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarapan irit&lt;br /&gt;Roti Bakar pake Nutella / Meises Coklat, dikasih susu kental manis di atasnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN0208.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu ada tambahan duit sedikit, beli ayam deh sekilo. Masak Curry Ayam, cepet dan gampang. Eh tapi ternyata berasnya abis, jd makan pake Mashed Potato deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN0211.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya, dessert. Pudding Coklat + Saus Vla Putih, yang agak keenceran karena kebanyakan air. Tapi tetep enak kok ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN0213.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-6146492214933439287?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6146492214933439287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/foto-makanan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6146492214933439287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6146492214933439287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/foto-makanan.html' title='foto makanan'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-1034902706909078271</id><published>2007-09-14T23:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.134+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>benjolan aneh - part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Masih inget kisah &lt;a href="http://simplincy.blogspot.com/2007/08/benjolan-aneh.html"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates... 2 hari setelah posting itu, benjolannya aku pecah. Aku tusuk pake peniti, aku keluarkan cairannya, cairannya bening. Lalu kulit yang ke-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stretch&lt;/span&gt; itu aku kelupas, lalu aku tempel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handyplast&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminggu kemudian, inilah yang terjadi. Jadi kaya berlubang. Gak sakit sih sebenernya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/DSCN0202.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/DSCN0204.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu aku pakein Handyplast lagi. Yah karena aku pikir kalau terekspos udara kan bisa kena debu / kuman , dan melihat aku punya rumah ada anjing dan berantakan ;p.&lt;br /&gt;Aku pikir cuma butuh waktu aja untuk regenerasi kulit baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminggu kemudian ( hari ini ), inilah yang terjadi. Terlihat, jadi memerah dan benjol kecil, dan di tengah2nya itu kering, tapi gak bisa dikelupas. Kalau sekarang sakit, dipegang senut-senut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/DSCN0215.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/DSCN0216.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah ada yang bilang harus tanya ke dokter sih, musti diapain. Tapi males juga buang duit cuma untuk nanyain benjolan aneh. Sampai sekarang ini aku masih gak tahu ini apaan, mau ke dokter jg ntar aku bingung ngejelasinnya gimana :| .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diapain yah enaknya..... (~_~).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-1034902706909078271?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1034902706909078271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/benjolan-aneh-part-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/1034902706909078271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/1034902706909078271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/benjolan-aneh-part-2.html' title='benjolan aneh - part 2'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-6337149464189982208</id><published>2007-09-13T22:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T04:30:45.746+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Subway Commercial Greasy Fast Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, this commercial appears on TV for like , every hour. When I first saw it, I didn't care, because I don't really like &lt;a href="http://www.subway.com/subwayroot/index.aspx"&gt;Subway&lt;/a&gt;. But you know, when you hear something over and over again, every hour, somehow it's stuck in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ba-donka-donk ? Budenkedunk ? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : But I don't believe that Subway's healthier than other fast food company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it's true, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love &lt;a href="http://mcdonalds.com.au/"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;MmmMmMmMmmMmmm&lt;/span&gt;... McDonald's .. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i'm loving it&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/TxqRg2Nohso"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/TxqRg2Nohso"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TxqRg2Nohso"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TxqRg2Nohso" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-6337149464189982208?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6337149464189982208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/subway-commercial-greasy-fast-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6337149464189982208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6337149464189982208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/subway-commercial-greasy-fast-food.html' title='Subway Commercial Greasy Fast Food'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-3708843034678703508</id><published>2007-09-13T14:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.135+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Rat-a-too-ee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid silver; padding: 5px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; width: 170px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.cinemagazine.ch/dotclear/images/ratatouille_poster.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to Hoyts cinema two days ago ( Tuesday night ) after work, with Melz and Utie, to watch this movie.&lt;br /&gt;At first I didn't want to watch it in cinema, thought I would download it, but after hearing some people saying that it's a good movie, I decided, alright I'll go to cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, it's pretty good. A drama, with little comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the movie begins, we are presented with a short animation movie by Pixar, called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lifted&lt;/span&gt;. It's about an alien having an exam abducting a man who's a really heavy sleeper. Because eventhough the alien failed everytime and the man got thrown to the wall, he keeps sleeping. Pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*spoiler alert*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rat-a-too-ee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;First we are introduced to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chef Gusteau&lt;/span&gt;, a chef lives in Paris and have a famous restaurant. He's also a writer for a cooking book, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyone can cook ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But this movie is about a rat, named &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt;, who has special gift. He can smell anything and appreciate every taste. He lives in a house belongs to an old lady in the suburb with his big brother and his dad, who turns out to be the head of the rat clan. There are hundreds of rats there, and they've been stealing food from the old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; saved his dad's life. He almost ate a rat-poisoned food. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; smelled it and his dad realized his talent. So he's been appointed to be poison detector. Feeling like living a boring life, he feels he wants to do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he sneaked in to the old lady's kitchen, the TV was announcing news about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chef Gusteau&lt;/span&gt;'s book, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; believed in what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gusteau&lt;/span&gt; said. It's inspired him to be a cook, so when he found an old mushroom, he wanted to make something out of it.&lt;br /&gt;The cute thing is, eventhough he's a rat, he understands that foods should be handled hygienically. He always washes his hands before handling foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked his brother to help him, and found some spices and cooked it on the roof with lighting as a fire =P. Then he realized he need saffron to make it better, so he and his brother sneaked back to the old lady's kitchen. She's always sleeping whenever the cooking show's on, so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; thought it was okay. Well it didn't. The TV announced some news about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gusteau&lt;/span&gt;, he received bad critic from a food critic named &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anton Ego&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gusteau&lt;/span&gt; took the news terribly and resulted in his death. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; was shocked and when he got closer to the TV, the old lady woke up and spotted him. She went mad and kept shooting at them. In the end, the ceiling fell and the rats clan who have been living in the attic were exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all trying to run away from the house, since the old lady wanted to kill them all. In the middle of the panic attempt to escape, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; remembered that he wanted to take the cooking book and got back to the house. Because of that, he got left behind when all of his family and friends are already in a "boat" in the river / sewer. He tried to catch up, but the old lady got in the way, she shot at the boats, missed it of course, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy &lt;/span&gt;was separated with the clan when the sewer tunnel's parted into 2 ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; was drifted further in the sewer, and while he was waiting desperately for a sign and hungry, an imaginary fairy, who resembles &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gusteau&lt;/span&gt;, appeared. He somehow became like a guardian angel for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fairy Gusteau&lt;/span&gt; suggested &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; to explore the city to get food, and after a minute or two, he ended up on a roof, overlooking Paris, with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gusteau&lt;/span&gt;'s restaurant behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid silver; padding: 5px; float: right; margin-left: 10px; width: 250px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/graphics/2007/07/02/nrat102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, in the Gusteau's restaurant, there was a crisis happening because of Gusteau's death. It was short-staffed, and needed a garbage boy, there was a boy applying to get a job there, named &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alfredo Linguini&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;( Does this name sound like a pasta menu ? It does to me. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's clumsy and has no talent at all in cooking, yet he needed a job, so he obeyed his deceased mother's request who told him to apply for a job in Gusteau's, and apparently she knew &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gusteau&lt;/span&gt; and wrote a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; was observing the kitchen from a window in the ceiling, he saw that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; spilled the cooked soup and was making a mess with the soup. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; was upset and fell from the window, and after running-and-hiding scenes for awhile, which can leave the audience with suspense =P, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; added some ingredients to the soup while escaping. He got carried away though, and spent some time in the stove, and didn't realized &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; was back and looking at him. When he was caught by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt;, the sous-chef, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skinner&lt;/span&gt;, came and thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; was cooking while he was supposed to be cleaning and got really mad. A waiter came and took some of the soup, and after they got panic because they thought it was terrible, it turned out the soup was great. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skinner&lt;/span&gt; tried to punish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; and fire him, but the woman chef, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Colette&lt;/span&gt;, convinced him that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; can help the restaurant by asking him to make the soup again the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were having the conversation, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; was trying to escape through the window and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skinner&lt;/span&gt; saw him. All the chefs gone ballistic and wanted to kill it, but Skinner said it's better to throw it away because he wanted to keep the credibility of the restaurant. He asked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; to do it, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; took &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; to a river and tried to throw him to the river. But he couldn't do it, he felt bad himself and depressed and complained about his life. Apparently &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; can understand him, so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; got an idea, he can't cook, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; can, so that they should be cooking partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; took &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; to his small flat, and the next day he found out that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; can control him by tugging his hair. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;( I think it's weird, there was no explanation why it can happen. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; hid inside the chef hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skinner&lt;/span&gt; was trying to take over the restaurant, and when he read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt;'s mother's letter, it's clear that actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gusteau&lt;/span&gt;'s son. And he tried to hide this fact and consult his attorney. His attorney advised him to try to get a hair or something from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; to do DNA test with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gusteau&lt;/span&gt;'s hair. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skinner&lt;/span&gt; tried to get some informations about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt;'s talent by making him drunk. Meanwhile, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; was reunited with his brother, who was actually looking for food in the restaurant's trash bin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; helped to steal some food from the fridge, and he was dragged back to the clan. But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; decided he wanted to continue to be a cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; was attracted to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Colette&lt;/span&gt;, and when they got closer, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; felt abandoned. He was feeling sad, and one day, he was forced to steal food again from the fridge because his brother came with his friends, and when he found out the fridge was locked, he sneaked into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skinner&lt;/span&gt;'s office, he found &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gusteau&lt;/span&gt;'s will and found out about the heir. He was caught by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skinner&lt;/span&gt; and stole the documents and after some chasing scenes, he escaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nut shell, the restaurant was now owned by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skinner&lt;/span&gt; was fired. Feeling disappointed, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skinner &lt;/span&gt;tried to get a revenge by contacting health inspector to report about rat's condition, but his appointment was full, and couldn't inspect Gusteau's soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well time goes by. One day, because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; was overwhelmed with fame and success, he and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; had a falling out and part ways. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; was furious and lead a rats raid to the kitchen. Somehow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; felt bad and wanted to say sorry to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt;, and he went back to the kitchen. When he found out that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; was conducting a rats invasion, he got mad and kick them all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble arises when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anton Ego&lt;/span&gt; wanted to come again to the restaurant to review the new rising chef, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt;. In panic, and realizing that he was wrong to kick &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; out, he confessed to the fellow chefs that it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; who was talented, not him. He didn't get good reaction though, the chefs left him because they were disappointed. And feeling down, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; gave up and stayed in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid silver; padding: 5px; float: left; margin-right: 10px;" src="http://www.hecklerspray.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/ratatouille.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; didn't want to give up, he wanted to cook, and with the help of all the rats, he controlled the kitchen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; became the waiter for the night. The funny part here is, the health inspector suddenly came and saw all the rats were working in the kitchen, and terrified. Then he was tied and hidden in the fridge =D.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Colette &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;came back too, and with disbelief at first, she agreed to help &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remy &lt;/span&gt;cooked &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ratatouille"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anton Ego &amp; Skinner&lt;/span&gt; who came in disguise to watch the food critic. It turned out the food was really good, it even brought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ego&lt;/span&gt; back to childhood memory. When he asked to see the chef, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini &lt;/span&gt;ask him to wait until all the customers left. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ego&lt;/span&gt; agreed, because he really wanted to know who makes the food. In the end, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini&lt;/span&gt; confessed and showed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ego&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ego &lt;/span&gt;didn't seem to believe it at first, but after seeing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; remade the food, he left speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after, the review was out. And it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt; was a rat, rat has an image that it's a nasty vermin, and because the health inspector already knew that the kitchen was full of rats, the restaurant was closed down. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ego &lt;/span&gt;also loses his job as food critic, because he gave good review to a rat-infested restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it all comes to the best. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ego &lt;/span&gt;opened a small restaurant named &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Ratatouille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remy &lt;/span&gt;as head chef. And of course &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linguini &amp; Colette &lt;/span&gt;were there.&lt;br /&gt;Even though the restaurant was small, but it was warm and it has both dining facilities for human and rats. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is more like a drama, rather than comedy. But although I was not laughing out loud, like when I was watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shark Tale&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Shrek 2&lt;/span&gt;, it's a good movie. 8/10. I don't regret watching it in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do watch it in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS :&lt;br /&gt;But don't watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surf's Up&lt;/span&gt; in the cinema. My friends said it's not worth it. Maybe just watch it in the dvd or something =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-3708843034678703508?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3708843034678703508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/rat-too-ee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3708843034678703508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3708843034678703508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/rat-too-ee.html' title='Rat-a-too-ee'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7279923845212760069</id><published>2007-09-09T22:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.135+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>HANA-BI</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="border: 1px solid silver; padding: 5px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; width: 150px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.japan-zone.com/modern/pix/h/hanabi_p.jpg" /&gt;http://imdb.com/title/tt0119250/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iseng-iseng rent DVD minggu lalu dari &lt;a href="http://videoezy.com.au/"&gt;Video-EZY&lt;/a&gt;, tertarik untuk pinjem film ini. Asal comot pertamanya, karena dulu pernah denger kalau film ini bagus.&lt;br /&gt;Lalu baca reviewnya di belakang case :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" EXTRAORDINARY ! WILDLY BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hana-bi"&gt;HANA-BI&lt;/a&gt; is one of the decade's great films. It left me in tears.&lt;br /&gt;       - Vogue "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinopsis film :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Detective Nishi is bitter when he learns that his wife, Miyuki, is terminally ill and his partner Horibe was shot and now tied to a wheelchair. Horibe wants to become a painter, but doesn't have money for that. To help him and a young police widow whose husband was shot dead during an arrest, he borrows money from Yakuza. After that he buys an old car, paints it as a police car, and, dressed in uniform, singlehandedly robs a bank. With the money he goes on a final farewell journey together with his wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film ini berat, artistik, serius. Entah ya, aku merasa film ini &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quiet&lt;/span&gt; banget.&lt;br /&gt;Jarang ada backsound music, baru mulai ada setelah mendekati ending.&lt;br /&gt;Itupun jg karena tokoh-tokohnya tidak berdialog, jadi diisi dengan music.&lt;br /&gt;Para pemain gak mengeluarkan banyak dialog. Tapi lebih bercerita lewat gerakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 menit pertama rada plain sih, kurang lebih ngegambarin kehidupan satu team polisi.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau gak salah ada 5 orang.&lt;br /&gt;Ada tokoh utama, yang dari awal sudah kelihatan kalau pendiam, cool, gak banyak bicara. Punya istri yang sakit leukemia dan ga ada kemungkinan sembuh, dan putri mereka satu-satunya meninggal.&lt;br /&gt;Gak heran sejalan cerita, kesannya dia terbebani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada rekannya, yang dari luar seperti punya keluarga harmonis, tapi ternyata ketika dia masuk RS dan harus hidup di kursi roda, istri dan anak-anaknya ninggalin dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu satu orang, yang mati dan meninggalkan seorang istri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film ini sbnrnya baru jelas ceritanya setelah 40 menit ke atas.&lt;br /&gt;Karena ceritanya lompat-lompat gitu.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ada satu moment, mereka bertugas di satu mall ? Untuk mengepung satu penjahat. Lalu sepertinya tokoh utama maju sendirian, dan jadi berantem.&lt;br /&gt;Lalu entah deh, tiba-tiba jadi ada tembakan-tembakan. Ga tahu sapa yang nembak. Pokoknya dari 5 orang itu, satu mati, satu cacat deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin karena awalnya dari berantem itu, maka tokoh utama merasa bersalah kepada teman-temannya.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi dia keluar dari kepolisian, selain untuk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spend more time &lt;/span&gt;sama istrinya juga.&lt;br /&gt;Dia jg menjenguk temannya yang di kursi roda itu, yang bercerita gimana dia ditinggal oleh keluarganya, dan akhirnya memutuskan untuk mempunyai hobby melukis, dan nengok janda dari temannya yang meninggal, yang bercerita kepada dia kalau mencari &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;income&lt;/span&gt; susah banget, dan dia hanya kerja di &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deli&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata dia juga berurusan dengan Yakuza. Dia punya utang ke mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu dia pergi ke tempat mobil-mobil bekas. Disitu dia menemukan lampu polisi. Dan akhirnya membeli mobil taksi bekas.&lt;br /&gt;Mobil itu dicat ulang, menyerupai mobil polisi.&lt;br /&gt;Maka dia pakai mobil itu untuk merampok bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adegan merampoknya juga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silent&lt;/span&gt; banget. Rada gak masuk akal sih menurutku.&lt;br /&gt;Karena dia cuma jalan ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;counter&lt;/span&gt; teller, naruh bungkusan item, ngacungin pistol di atas meja, dan teller jalan ke belakang ambil duit, dan kasih ke dia.&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa ada reaksi apa-apa dari sekelilingnya, padahal rame. Apakah karena dia pake baju polisi lalu gak ada yang mengira dia perampok ?&lt;br /&gt;Tapi masa gak ada yang sadar dia ngacungin pistol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yah dia pake duit rampokan itu, untuk bayar utang ke Yakuza, untuk beliin temennya peralatan lukis, dan kasih tunjangan ke si janda. Sisanya dia pake untuk jalan-jalan ama istrinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tokoh utama sebenernya punya sifat yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unpredictable&lt;/span&gt;. Bisa tenang, diam, gak banyak bicara. Tapi sekali-kali bisa meledak-ledak dan gak peduli. Bisa asal mukul dan bunuh orang.&lt;br /&gt;Akhir cerita sih, dia ada bunuh anggota Yakuza itu, dan diburu dua orang temannya yang masih bekerja di kepolisian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene terakhir dia ditemukan bersama istrinya di pantai, dan dia minta waktu sebelom dibawa ke kepolisian. Di pantai, dia bersama istrinya melihat seorang anak cewe main-main layangan. Dia ikutan main sih, tp akhirnya ngrusakin layangannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the end&lt;/span&gt;, gak jelas akhirnya gimana. Ada suara tembakan 2x, dan kamera shoot wajah anak cewe yang bengong. Aku ngiranya sih, mati. Tapi entah, gak jelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filmnya selain gak banyak dialog, banyak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;nya, lalu terkadang diselip2in gambar-gambar art. Jadi bisa ada kemungkinan bosan di tengah-tengah.&lt;br /&gt;Lumayan bagus sih, dalem.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi untuk nonton lagi, males deh. =D&lt;br /&gt;Tadi aja aku nonton sambil ngaskus saking bosennya.&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/6314262202889157584-7279923845212760069?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7279923845212760069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/hana-bi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7279923845212760069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7279923845212760069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/hana-bi.html' title='HANA-BI'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-3282137227301669286</id><published>2007-09-05T20:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.135+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods_drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Belakangan ini, rasanya capeeeeeeek banget.&lt;br /&gt;Berhari-hari ngejar belajar, assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Stress banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/stress.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, aku gak yakin sih assignmentku sukses atau gak.&lt;br /&gt;Entah deh, pasrah aja.&lt;br /&gt;Aku cuma bisa berusaha semampuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, berhubung aku gak tahu mau posting apaan,&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. posting ini aja ah.&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini masak dinner, iseng-iseng moto. Hehehehehe......&lt;br /&gt;Nasi goreng dan telor, dan tomat sbg sides.&lt;br /&gt;Makanan hemat dan irit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/foodsanddrinks/DSCN0197.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-3282137227301669286?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3282137227301669286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/belakangan-ini-rasanya-capeeeeeeek.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3282137227301669286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3282137227301669286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/belakangan-ini-rasanya-capeeeeeeek.html' title=''/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/th_stress.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-8409753171908445648</id><published>2007-09-01T05:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.135+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>kisah 2 ekor anjing</title><content type='html'>nemu dari forum , cerita ini mengharukan banget ..&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/yoyocici/YCcry.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miris banget rasanya ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;klik untuk liat gede ...&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i have to make thumbnails of these pictures, cause my blog's layout will crop the picture,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so click to see the original size ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's worth to look the dog's expression .. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Calibri;" &gt;1. One dog was in the middle of the road protecting another dog which was knocked down by a vehicle. The dog kept using his paws to call his fallen companion but to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p147/bam-mala/5ADC9BA848F6F8AD7016305616F37C49.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p147/bam-mala/th_5ADC9BA848F6F8AD7016305616F37C49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Calibri;" &gt;2. Then it kept pulling the dead dog to the side of the road but he was too weak. When people came to help them, the dog kept barking them to chase human away from his dead friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p147/bam-mala/0E493090DCC83F401D0836E0A17E8D8D.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p147/bam-mala/th_0E493090DCC83F401D0836E0A17E8D8D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Calibri;" &gt;3.Even the traffic was busy, he refused to leave his fallen companion behind and stayed all the way with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p147/bam-mala/18AA566E7102E49670009FE1E9444001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p147/bam-mala/th_18AA566E7102E49670009FE1E9444001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Calibri;" &gt;4.Many people saw the scene and was very touched that even a dog can show loyality to his friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p147/bam-mala/2B87492E07F6D00D255A56CB79E2A33B.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p147/bam-mala/th_2B87492E07F6D00D255A56CB79E2A33B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-8409753171908445648?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8409753171908445648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/kisah-2-ekor-anjing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8409753171908445648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8409753171908445648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/kisah-2-ekor-anjing.html' title='kisah 2 ekor anjing'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/yoyocici/th_YCcry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-1135658234238221327</id><published>2007-08-31T04:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.136+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about'/><title type='text'>belajar parkir</title><content type='html'>dari bloghopping, nemu satu web bagus ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.driverseddirect.com/game/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada 5 level .. kita harus markir-in mobil pake keyboard .. yah belajar parkir gitu lah ..&lt;br /&gt;aku maen sampe 2 jam lebih ..&lt;br /&gt;karena aku nyoba-nyoba terus gaya parkir yang berbeda .. dari depan, dari belakang, maju, mundur ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love driving .. tapi aku gak jago parkir lurus nih !!! (di level pertama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/yoyocici/YCpsk.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baik di game, maupun di kehidupan nyata ..&lt;br /&gt;parkir yang lain-lainnya sih masih oke lah bisa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kalau disuruh parkir lurus diantara 2 mobil, ama parkir mundur ...&lt;br /&gt;nah pusink deh saya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/yoyocici/YCwhtflg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dulu les nyetir, gak dapet pelajaran parkir yang mantap ..&lt;br /&gt;dan setelah itu, gak punya kesempatan banyak untuk latihan jg ..&lt;br /&gt;karena gak ada mobil pribadi sih .. dan juga keluarga punya sopir yang bawel dan rese, males deh .. paling aku cuma make tuh mobil kalau jemput mama dari kerja .. standar lah jalan biasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau malem, mau latihan, males ah .. udah ada koko yang nyetir, ya saya jadi penumpang aja.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS : ada yang mau ajarin saya parkir gak ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-1135658234238221327?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1135658234238221327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/belajar-parkir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/1135658234238221327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/1135658234238221327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/belajar-parkir.html' title='belajar parkir'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/yoyocici/th_YCpsk.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-1851838500264680501</id><published>2007-08-30T03:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.136+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>benjolan aneh</title><content type='html'>i woke up yesterday ..&lt;br /&gt;everything went normal ..&lt;br /&gt;after yawning for some minutes, i walked to my computer desk ..&lt;br /&gt;checked my messenger, replied some messages, opened web-email and kaskus.us ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to the bathroom ..&lt;br /&gt;peed, picked up Candy's poo (~_~), and flushed the toilet ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got to the desk again ..&lt;br /&gt;as usual, browsing kaskus :p&lt;br /&gt;i didn't notice in the first time that there's something wrong with me ..&lt;br /&gt;well, because i was wearing a jacket with long sleeve ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;there's something in my hand ..&lt;br /&gt;anybody know what this is ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/DSCN0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti luka bakar yah ?&lt;br /&gt;berisi semacam liquid .. kuning bening ..&lt;br /&gt;tanya-tanya ama temen-temen di forum, gak ada yang tahu jg..&lt;br /&gt;gak gatel sih.. jadi gak mungkin cacar air ..&lt;br /&gt;sakit ? gak jg.. kalau gak kesenggol keras gak papa kok.. kalau ditepok2 dan ditoel2 ya perih dikit..&lt;br /&gt;merah-merahnya jg skrg rada ilang sedikit, gak segede waktu di foto ..&lt;br /&gt;dilemma ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pecah gak yah ? pecah gak yah ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/whtcfsd.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nanya2 deh di forum ..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada yang bilang pecah aja..&lt;br /&gt;ada yang bilang suruh nunggu kempes sendiri ..&lt;br /&gt;a friend told me, beli salep obat bakar di apotik dulu, biar nanti gak bekas waktu mecahnya..&lt;br /&gt;yaah kayanya sih bakal aku pecah deh dalam 2 hari ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heran.. kok bisa tiba-tiba ada ginian ..&lt;br /&gt;aku jg gak tahu .. (~_~)&lt;br /&gt;apakah digigit sesuatu ?&lt;br /&gt;oh noooooo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemaren ini nemu satu insect sih .. tapi lom sempet bunuh dia udah kabur..&lt;br /&gt;apa karena itu yah ? hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/whtpsk.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-1851838500264680501?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1851838500264680501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/benjolan-aneh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/1851838500264680501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/1851838500264680501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/benjolan-aneh.html' title='benjolan aneh'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/th_whtcfsd.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-6656109765031807507</id><published>2007-08-29T01:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.136+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hidup segan , mati pun tak mau ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz ... gimana yah ....... &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/whtdepressed.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-6656109765031807507?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6656109765031807507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/hidup-segan-mati-pun-tak-mau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6656109765031807507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/6656109765031807507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/hidup-segan-mati-pun-tak-mau.html' title=''/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/th_whtdepressed.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7458523811032432021</id><published>2007-08-15T22:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.136+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;YouTube is amazing !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can find anything , and i mean ANYTHING there ..&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Empat Mata&lt;/span&gt;, and I looked at the box beside the video that has links to other videos.&lt;br /&gt;At the top, of course there were links to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Empat Mata&lt;/span&gt;'s shows.&lt;br /&gt;But then I scrolled down, and I found a phrase that's kinda disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cBuMIZr71aQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nyukur jembut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/Yahoo%20Mess/straight.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terbengong-bengong selama 2 menit, sambil membayangkan dan mikir, ni orang gila yah kaya ginian ditampilin ?&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, aku jadi penasaran heuheuhue... Seperti apa yah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku paused &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Empat Mata&lt;/span&gt;-nya, lalu aku buka video itu di tab baru.&lt;br /&gt;Silakan ditonton juga kalau berminat. :D&lt;br /&gt;Tenang, disensor kok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata gak seperti yang aku bayangkan.&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata itu cuplikan dari show TV, semacam stunt action, kaya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MTV Whatever Things &lt;/span&gt;gitu deh.&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa orang melakukan aksi berani dan gila.&lt;br /&gt;About that video, ada 3 cewe. Mereka keluar ke halaman, disitu ada satu mobil.&lt;br /&gt;Satu cewe bersedia untuk buka celana.&lt;br /&gt;Then they did this "experiment".&lt;br /&gt;Mereka punya wax, dan wax paper ditempel di sudut belakang mobil (gak tahu namanya apa ~_~).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu cewe masuk ke mobil, cewe lain bertugas mengoleskan wax ke pubic hair cewe yang buka celana.&lt;br /&gt;Setelah diolesin, cewe itu nempelin ke wax paper yang udah diselotip ke mobil itu.&lt;br /&gt;Lalu mereka menghitung 1.. 2.. 3..&lt;br /&gt;Hitungan ke 3, cewe yang di dalam mobil akan jalanin mobilnya.&lt;br /&gt;Cewe yang di wax diam di tempat, lalu yaaah... pubic hair nya akan kewax.&lt;br /&gt;Tonton sendiri aja lah biar lebih jelas :D.&lt;br /&gt;Yang jelas sih mereka gila banget deh, berani bikin gituan heuheuhue.&lt;br /&gt;Cukup menghibur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sebenernya tadi awalnya gak berniat bahas itu sih.&lt;br /&gt;Errr.. dari situ, aku YouTube-hopping. Dari judulnya, ternyata kelink dengan tag seperti memek &amp; vagina.&lt;br /&gt;Dari tag-tag itu, somehow banyak muncul video-video kelahiran.&lt;br /&gt;Hebat.&lt;br /&gt;Semua video memperlihatkan proses kelahiran dari awal sampai akhir.&lt;br /&gt;Dilating, head crowning, bleeding, placenta, etc. Everything !&lt;br /&gt;Somehow aku jadi terobsesi sesaat, aku tontonin banyak video tentang natural birth.&lt;br /&gt;Prosesnya cepet yah kalau sudah full dilated 10 cm.&lt;br /&gt;Yah kontraksinya sih lama, tp kalau sudah, kepala-kepala bayi langung mbrojol cepet gitu.&lt;br /&gt;Berbeda-beda yah, ada yang berdarah-darah, ada yang sepertinya gak terlalu banyak mengeluarkan darah, bahkan ada yang sepertinya slimy-slimy gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu ada satu video, panjang.&lt;br /&gt;Sekitar 50 menit lebih.&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata yang panjang itu, video operasi caesar.&lt;br /&gt;Juga ditunjukkin jelas dari awal, dari proses incision, sampai bayi keluar, dll. Dijelasin dari awal.&lt;br /&gt;Semacam dokumentari gitu deh.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalau dilihat, sepertinya caesar lebih berdarah-darah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah melihat 2 proses itu, aku jadi ngebandingin.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau natural birth kayanya lebih ke slimy, operasi caesar itu lebih bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;Natural birth prosesnya sakit, tapi setelah keluar, lega.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau operasi, prosesnya gak sakit, tapi setelah itu baru sakit.&lt;br /&gt;Kira-kira enak yang mana yah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama ini aku selalu membayangkan akan punya anak dengan natural birth sih.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ada kepikiran jg, setelah melihat semua itu, apa aku sanggup ? &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/addition/confused.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One line that stucks in my head when I was watching, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh my God ! MOM, how could you do this ?! Three times !!&lt;/span&gt; ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, aku cuma amazed aja ama perjuangan wanita-wanita untuk melahirkan.&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;Emaaaaaakkkkkkkkkk................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/whtnooocry.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-7458523811032432021?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7458523811032432021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/youtube-is-amazing-we-can-find-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7458523811032432021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7458523811032432021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/youtube-is-amazing-we-can-find-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/Yahoo%20Mess/th_straight.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-1703117929955919678</id><published>2007-08-09T23:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.136+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>anxiety</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Last week, it was my mom's 62nd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I called her at night and we ended up talking for hours.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while and i do miss her, and the fact that we didn't argue as usual , just makes it even nicer.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly about families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She talked about some of my relatives, and their plans, their lives.&lt;br /&gt;And also some of my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end,when i hung up, i don't know why, i was sad.&lt;br /&gt;At that second, it's just struck me,&lt;br /&gt;I just realized, I'm the only one in the family, or even maybe in my society, who doesn't even have a plan.&lt;br /&gt;All those goals and achievements that a nearly 22 years old woman should have,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not even close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic am i ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people are starting to graduate and look for job, I'm still stuck here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people are planning for future, maybe having lovers, finding soulmates or planning for weddings and stuffs, I don't have that.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have close friends, let alone a lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked back.&lt;br /&gt;Observing my life.&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's me who got myself to this situation.&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's my own mistakes to get stuck in depressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that, makes me more depressed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* i just don't know.. i'm tired .. i hope my counsellor on monday can help me (~_~) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-1703117929955919678?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1703117929955919678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/anxiety.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/1703117929955919678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/1703117929955919678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/anxiety.html' title='anxiety'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7959116934912120534</id><published>2007-08-04T16:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.136+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><title type='text'>The Simpsons' craze .....</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday, 31/07/07, I watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Simpsons Movie&lt;/span&gt; @ Hoyts, Melbourne Central.&lt;br /&gt;The movie itself was released on 26/7, at first I was so ecstatic about it and wanted to watch it straight away, but it turned out I couldn't watch it on that day, so I actually planned to watch it on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;But then I talked to my girlfriends, and because they're not students anymore, they couldn't get student price for the tickets, so I guess it's better for us to watch it on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;NoMat ( nonton hemat ) ... =D&lt;br /&gt;So we ( me, Mel, Utie ) went to Hoyts after we finished work. We chose to watch the 9.20 PM session, so we had dinner first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to sum it up, I LOVE THIS MOVIE ..!!&lt;br /&gt;Have been a fan for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Simpsons Series&lt;/span&gt;, now i'm loving it even more.....&lt;br /&gt;Especially the part when suddenly Bart's penis comes out after it has been censored for more than 20 seconds..... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures from the cinema. They're celebrating The Simpsons's release, so they did some decoration. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/Image026.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/Image025.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/Image027.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially love this one.&lt;br /&gt;The famous family couch with all family members there.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we can't take photos in it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/Image029.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the popcorn combo's is great =D.&lt;br /&gt;Look at this.&lt;br /&gt;Large popcorn, and large drinks. Very Homer Simpsons. =D&lt;br /&gt;I bought this because I love the cup.&lt;br /&gt;( That is Utie's hand in the back. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/Image031.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/DSCN0180.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/DSCN0179.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the popcorn is too much, we can only ate a quarter of it during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;But I took it home, and I snacked on it the day after. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about snacks,&lt;br /&gt;the Simpsons craze also hits the food industry.&lt;br /&gt;I love this one, jellies by Nestle Allens, shaped like donuts, we all know donuts are Homer's favourite.&lt;br /&gt;See the jellies, the brown one is of course chocolate, the pink one is strawberry flavoured, the green one is apple ( i don't really like this one, but it's still good ), and the blue one is blueberry / blackberry flavoured, i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;I already ate the whole package, and I've bought 2 more. LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/DSCN0182.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* no wonder I gained weight these weeks, been eating and snacking all the time !! Like Homer.... (~_~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one more,&lt;br /&gt;this is me and Hodrick, and our Simpsons character. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it cute .... =p&lt;br /&gt;He gave it to me one day, and I laughed out loud looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;Btw , you can make your own Simpsons character in http://www.simpsonsmovie.com/ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/Hodrick.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-7959116934912120534?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7959116934912120534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons-craze.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7959116934912120534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7959116934912120534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons-craze.html' title='The Simpsons&amp;#39; craze .....'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-8577833294935809323</id><published>2007-07-21T20:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:47.136+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><title type='text'>Harry Fever in Melbourne Central</title><content type='html'>21 July 2007 : Perjuangan beli &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and The Deadly Hallows&lt;/span&gt; ... (^^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku udah pre order sejak bulan Maret .. aku pilih beli di Borders Melbourne Central, City.. because I figure that i always come to city. Anyway, kenapa aku bela-belain pake pre-order segala..&lt;br /&gt;1. karena aku pengen punya yang adult cover copy, bukan yang children cover copy which is covernya gambar. Yang adult copy covernya photo gitu , dan pengalaman dari beli HP 5 dan HP 6 di tahun-tahun kemaren, untuk hari release pertama kali, susah dapet adult cover, karena semua adult cover ditaruh di belakang counter. Yang ditaruh di rak selalu children cover.&lt;br /&gt;I know rada hiperbola sih disini, karena aku tahu nanti2nya jg pasti ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuman yah, i don't care.. excited sih.. (^^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. karena Borders selalu kasih gift untuk orang yang pre-order, which will be covered in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, malam sebelom hari rilis, aku udah pasang reminder 2x di henpon (niat :p).&lt;br /&gt;Rencana abis pulang kerja, mau langsung tidur supaya bisa bangun pagi-pagi.&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata gak bisa tidur saking excitednya, jadi aku dini hari abisin waktu untuk nonton dvd.&lt;br /&gt;Lalu inget kayanya ntar bisa foto-foto deh, lalu recharge battery camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ealah jam 4 saya ketiduran (-____-;)&lt;br /&gt;Untung udah pasang alarm jaga-jaga. Tapi dasar kebiasaan , dari jam 6 pagi aku snooze terus berhubung di luar masih gelap, sampe akhirnya bener-bener melek karena sadar kok udah terang. Waks, udah jam 7.30 !!!&lt;br /&gt;Kalang-kabut langsung deh aku buru-buru mandi blablabla, akhirnya baru bisa keluar rumah jam 8.30 (T_T). Padahal rencananya jam 8 harus udah nyampe di toko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, waktu keluar apartment, ternyata di luar dingin banget.&lt;br /&gt;Sampe berkabut euy jalan. Yang bisa dibilang jarang terjadi ... (atau jgn-jgn efek Harry Potter xixixixix.....)&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hati aku bilang, kalau gak demi Harry Potter sih, biasanya aku gak bakal mau keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah naek tram sekitar 15-20 menit, sampailah aku di Melbourne Central Shopping Centre, City.&lt;br /&gt;Lari-lari kecil ke tempat Borders berada, walah laaahhh.... udah ada antrian.&lt;br /&gt;Salah informasi, aku kirain Borders bukanya ngikutin jadwal, which is 9.30.&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata transaksi udah dimulai dari jam 7.00. (-__-;)&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun buku baru dibagikan jam 9.30 teng. Tapi aku telat antrinya.&lt;br /&gt;Karena kita harus antri buat ke register dulu, untuk ngelunasin, baru join antrian yang udah pada lunas dan ke tempat buku dibagikan.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, antriannya dipisah. Jadi buku gak dibagikan di tempat register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu nunggu di antrian, kepikiran buat foto-foto.&lt;br /&gt;Ubek-ubek tas, ambil digicam, nyalain.&lt;br /&gt;Lho kok gak nyala ?!&lt;br /&gt;Doenkkkk.....&lt;br /&gt;Lupa ambil batterynya dari tempat recharge (-___-;). Sama juga boong.&lt;br /&gt;Terpaksa poto pake henpon, jadi kualitasnya rada blur nih huhuhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some pictures. Maaf harus diresize jadi kecil, karena koneksi lagi lelet nih :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini poto tempat aku waktu antri untuk pembayaran. Barisan depanku sampe depan Borders itu antri untuk bayar. Dari depan Borders ke belakang itu, antrian untuk yang udah bayar. Mentok sampe hampir ke pintu keluar lho.&lt;br /&gt;Barisan di belakangku ? Udah lebih panjang, nutupin 3 toko lebih.&lt;br /&gt;Aku antri kira kira ada kali 15 menitan lebih, baru nyampe ke register untuk bayar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/Image002.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/Image004.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah setelah bayar, ke antrian untuk ambil buku, keluar lagi deh (-___-;)&lt;br /&gt;Ini foto tempat dari tempat aku antri untuk ambil buku.&lt;br /&gt;Notice itu antrian untuk yang belom bayar sampai harus dibelokin ke Kookai karena toko-toko yang sebelomnya ketutup ama antrian udah pada buka. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/Image015.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/Image016.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya setelah 10 menit menunggu, (gak nyesel sih, karena berhasil minta balon satu hehehe), masuk juga deh ke Borders.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dari luar, kayanya antriannya dikit yah.&lt;br /&gt;Jangan salah, di dalem ternyata antrinya harus muterin rak-rak buku kaya uler tangga, saking panjangnya. (-_____-;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/Image017.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah 15 menit lagi menunggu, sampailah di depan , fiuuh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/Image018.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/Image019.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria Jeans Coffee didandanin juga.... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/Image020.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I should mention.&lt;br /&gt;Tentunya the staffs dressed up as wizards, yang aku pengen foto ama mereka. Tapi mereka sibuk mondar-mandir hiks. Jadi gak sempet deh.&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya Utie cuma foto ama salah satu staff Borders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/Image022.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kita cuma bisa foto ama satu makhluk yang ada di luar ngontrol antrian.&lt;br /&gt;Errr.... is he supposed to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dementor&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/Image021.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, senang hatiku sudah beli Harry Potter !!&lt;br /&gt;Kita langsung ngafe sebentar di bawah sambil baca.&lt;br /&gt;Seru. Kita sambil baca sambil bahas huehuhuehue.&lt;br /&gt;Yang ternyata jam 11an harus kita akhiri, karena kita kedinginan (-___-;). And i have to go home anyway, karena tadi pagi aku buru-buru, sampe gak ngurus Candy, belom kasih makan, langsung aku lempar ke kamar mandi tanpa makanan dia, heuheuhuehue......&lt;br /&gt;Jadi setelah kita belanja some groceries, aku berpisah ama Utie.&lt;br /&gt;Eh aku ke RMIT Bookshops dulu sih, harus beli lectures notes for my uni subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Inget di saat-saat terakhir. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu aku pulang ke rumah, sambil di perjalanan udah ngabisin 4 chapters HP.&lt;br /&gt;Sampe rumah, masukin belanjaan, kasih makan Candy, eh inget !!&lt;br /&gt;Kelupaan beli satu barang. (-___-;)&lt;br /&gt;Harus beli refill foundation, udah abis total.&lt;br /&gt;Ya dah pergi lagi deh akhirnya. Nyampe di city, langsung ke Myer cepet-cepet, liat-liat Bobbi Brown bentar, trus beli foundation di Shiseido counter, trus ke sebelah Myer, David Jones, untuk cari counter Napoleon Perdis karena harus beli rautan pencil eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;Duh, baru gajian kemaren, udah hampir abis buat belanja-belanja (-_____-;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gak papa, terhibur oleh Harry Potter :p.&lt;br /&gt;Selama perjalanan aku udah baca 2 chapters lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku liat di jalan-jalan, banyak yang nenteng HP sambil baca, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rencana setelah nyampe rumah langsung mau abisin sampai malam ini.&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata gak bisa, karena Candy bau (-____-;) , harus mandiin dia dulu, ngeringin dia ( yang makan waktu lama banget karena dia fluffy), lalu tiba-tiba laper, harus bikin sandwich dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Baru bisa lanjut baca jam 4 sore. Sambil tiduran di sofa, yang bisa ditebak, aku ketiduran lagi karena pagi tadi cuma tidur 2 jam an.&lt;br /&gt;Yah gak bisa menuhin target selesai baca langsung deh hiks...&lt;br /&gt;Banyak gangguan, mana ntar harus nyiapin baca-baca notes dikit buat kuliah Senin. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah gitu deh.. Sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, ini foto bukuku, ama gift nya.&lt;br /&gt;Mini doll of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hedwig&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LUCUUUUU..... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photo%20ncy/DSCN0130.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah ah lanjut baca lagi ... 25 chapters to go !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-8577833294935809323?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8577833294935809323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-fever-in-melbourne-central.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8577833294935809323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8577833294935809323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-fever-in-melbourne-central.html' title='Harry Fever in Melbourne Central'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-3320268801442745726</id><published>2007-07-14T23:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.109+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about'/><title type='text'>bad habits</title><content type='html'>1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk pas tidur ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ hmm.. i can't think of anything.. kalau tidur anteng kok... oh maybe, kalau bisa diusahakan ada cahaya meskipun remang2 ... takut tidur gelap2.... :D &lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/whtscared.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk pas bangun tidur ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    ~ liat jam / hp .. sambil merem melek.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" masih jam segini.. tidur lagi ah bentar... "&lt;/span&gt; ...    pencet snooze .. sampe kesiangan trs gedubrakan ... :D&lt;br /&gt;dalam proses semakin lebih baik sih ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk kalo lg makan ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ kalau makan lama... :) pokoknya pelan deh.. :D kalau kalian orang yang makannya cepet dan makan ama aku, pasti sebel deh..&lt;br /&gt;trus gak bisa makan / minum sesuatu yang panas.. jadi abisin waktu buat niup2in.. pokoknya tunggu anget baru bisa dimakan...&lt;br /&gt;i'm always the last to finish eating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk di mall ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ suka pengen beli sesuatu ... setidaknya cemilan ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk pas di mobil ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ gak suka grusa-grusu.. hey isn't it supposed to be a good thing :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk kalo lg telpon ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ well it really depends on what my mood is that day, and who i am talking to, and what other stuffs i'm also doing at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;aku kadang gak mood untuk ditelpon .. i often prefer sms .. apalagi ama orang yang gak deket ..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya aku gak mungkin cuma fokus di telpon .. pasti ada melakukan sesuatu, entah baca.. atau mainan.. atau nonton tv .. kalau dari penelepon gak bisa kasih bahan obrolan yang asyik, tentunya pasti aku gak akan konsen ke dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk pas kul ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ i'm lazy.. pasti udah banyak orang yang tahu.. aku sering gak ada motivation untuk pergi ke kuliah... hufff.... but i know i HAVE TO change it ! berjuangggggg........ !!! &lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/whthero.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk di skul ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ saya anak baik-baik lho.. ga pernah bikin masalah di sekolah kok :'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk di kantin ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ err... again, kalau makan lama.. jadi jangan harap aku kasih kursi ke orang lain cepet.. selain itu, ga ada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk di restaurant ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ aku suka merhatiin orang lain...  biasanya sih cuma ngliat2 sekilas gitu... tapi kalau ada yang seru untuk diomongin, ya gosipin orang lain... paling gak bisa deh suruh ngliat ke depan terus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk kalo lg main komp ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ suka bengong di depan komputer, bingung mau ngapain lagi... most of my time i spend with browsing forums, games, ebay, and downloading .. again, no motivation untuk buka web sekolah... pasti tergoda untuk kemana2 dulu, trus baru ke web sekolah kalau udah mentok gak ngapa2in..&lt;br /&gt;haizz.. motivasiii motivasiii !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk di rumah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ kalau di indo, hmm.. jarang keluar kamar... karena kamarku adalah tempat ternyaman bagiku.. ada ac, tv, ranjang, cemilan, gak dikerubutin nyamuk .. surgaaaa.....&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/whthohohoho.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why sering banget aku dapet omelan dari mama.. karena aku bermalas2an terus di dalam kamar.. makan aja aku bawa ke kamar kok..&lt;br /&gt;jarang banget di luar... lha gimana... di luar banyak nyamuk ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disini .. berhubung aku tinggal sendirian .. dan tv ada di living room, aku jadi jarang ke kamar ...&lt;br /&gt;tidur pun kadang di sofa :p&lt;br /&gt;entah kenapa, gak bisa lepas dari tv ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah .. males bersih-bersih .. :D&lt;br /&gt;cuma bersih-bersih kalau mood baik, yang bisa dibilang jarang, atau memang sudah amat sangat super duper messy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk kalo lagi ama temen ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ aku pendiem.. lebih suka dengerin.. jarang banget ngomong.. maka harus dipancing dulu baru bisa ngomong panjang lebar :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk kalo lg marah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ marah-marah lah.... kalau marahnya tentang hal yang sensitif buat aku, pasti nangis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kebiasaan buruk kalo lg sedih ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ err... suka negative thinking .. gampang down and desperate .. lalu langsung pasrah ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pingin ngilangin kebiasaan2 buruk ngga ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ hmm.. some habits define who i am, so no.. tapi untuk hal2 yang crucial yang bisa bikin aku lebih baik, why not ... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS : buat jessica, ini bukan post yang akhir-akhir ini aku bilang panjang dan kamu tunggu-tunggu.. postingan itu belom siap untuk dipublikasikan .. cuma karena kamu nagih update-an mulu, ya saya kasih ini ya, bacaan sekedarnya :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-3320268801442745726?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3320268801442745726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-habits.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3320268801442745726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/3320268801442745726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-habits.html' title='bad habits'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/putih/th_whtscared.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5294375669276102766</id><published>2007-07-02T22:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.109+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>panik di pagi hari</title><content type='html'>@1 am&lt;br /&gt;*nonton dvd... ngemil ASTOR chocolate...*&lt;br /&gt;nyemnyemnyem....&lt;br /&gt;*makan dengan lahap... yes astor satu kotak hampir abis, cuma sisa 4 / 5 batang..* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gimana gak gendut yak ???&lt;/span&gt; (-___-')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@4.30 am&lt;br /&gt;*menuju ke kasur...*&lt;br /&gt;*masuk selimut*&lt;br /&gt;*candy loncat ikut ke ranjang....*&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nite nite candy....&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;~~ sleeping time..... ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@10 am&lt;br /&gt;# = candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngiikkk ngiikk nheekkk nghekkk nghekkk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* n.Cy~~ masih ngantuk, gak peduli....... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@10.14&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hekkk heffffkkkkk hookkk...   &lt;/span&gt;( bagi yang bingung.. ini maksudnya suara keselek gitu :D itu lho suara kalau ada yang nyangkut di kerongkongan... and FYI, candy sering banget ngeluarin suara ini, kalau dia keselek, atau misalnya lagi jalan2, kecekek kalung .. salah sendiri jalan buru2 selalu mau lari )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* n.Cy~~ mulai bangun, tapi masih lom keluar dari ranjang..*&lt;br /&gt;" candy !!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candy tak datang .. tetep dengan suara kesedak ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 menit berlalu...&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy~~ tidur dengan ditemani suara kesedak yang kadang2 berhenti, tapi kayanya masih berkelanjutan ..&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy~~ berpikir, ah candy biasa kesedak kalau makan sembarangan, mungkin dia makan hairball ..&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy~~ lanjutin meringkuk di dalam selimut ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 menit lagi berlalu ....&lt;br /&gt;candy masih kesedak2 ..&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy~~ bingung, ni anjing makan apa sih ?&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy~~ bangun, menghampiri candy .. elus elus candy, tepok2 candy, urut2 tenggorokan candy..&lt;br /&gt;(it works most of the time.......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 menit berlalu, kok ga selesai2 kesedaknya ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy~~ mulai panik, berpikir keras, kira-kira candy makan apa...&lt;br /&gt;*melihat sekeliling apartment...*&lt;br /&gt;*well dengan kondisi apartment masih berantakan, gak heran kalau candy menemukan sesuatu..*&lt;br /&gt;*melihat ke bawah ranjang.... ada baut2 kecil sisa merakit ranjang...*&lt;br /&gt;*deg-deg an... jangan2 ada yang ketelen candy...*&lt;br /&gt;*itung2 baut...* " hmm.. gak kok masih lengkap bautnya, jadi candy makan apa yah..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"  oh nooo..... candy, kamu kenapaaaa...... ?! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suara kesedaknya candy makin keras ..&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy~~ lari ke dapur, ambil mangkuk, isi air, kasih candy minum..&lt;br /&gt;" candy, coba minum ! "&lt;br /&gt;Candy minum dikit.. tapi kesedak2 lagi..&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy~~ panik.. ambil yellow pages, nyari vet terdekat ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belom selesai browsing yellow pages, candy batuk kecil....&lt;br /&gt;tiba-tiba sesak nafasnya berhenti .. dengan santai candy datang menghampiri..&lt;br /&gt;lalu mendekati sofa.. mengendus2 bungkus astor...&lt;br /&gt;n.Cy~~ datang mendekati candy, melirik bungkus astor..&lt;br /&gt;" kok kosong ya, prasaan maren masih sisa 5 ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata candy keselek astor ... (-___-;) sialan ...&lt;br /&gt;sukurin, nyolong sih......&lt;br /&gt;tiwas panik...... (-__-;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps : yes i know dogs are not supposed to eat chocolate..&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i give them a little..&lt;br /&gt;selama ini gak pernah kejadian kenapa2 tuh ama anjing-anjingku.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jd aku gak panik deh candy makan coklat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-5294375669276102766?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5294375669276102766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/07/panik-di-pagi-hari.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5294375669276102766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5294375669276102766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/07/panik-di-pagi-hari.html' title='panik di pagi hari'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-2496106043492013933</id><published>2007-06-29T07:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.110+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>cold mornings</title><content type='html'>arrgh.. the weather's just terrible these days ..&lt;br /&gt;masa siang2 udah menggigil sih ... (-__-')&lt;br /&gt;it was foggy 2 weeks ago, and this week, it's raining a lot .. some parts of Victoria floods, luckily i don't live there, it's on the far away suburb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i have so many things to write, but no idea where to begin ..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, quick updates ..&lt;br /&gt;akhir2 ini, i have nothing to do.. males2an.. to be honest, i have some problems with my education, but well, it's holiday anyway ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. my apartment's super duper messy.. (-__-')&lt;br /&gt;planning to clean it up before my mom gets here, but everytime i look at those clusters, i just don't know where to begin.. (-__-')&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, my mom's coming.. i'm not sure yet, maybe around 10th .. she wants to know my new place ..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahhh, i haven't written about it here, right ? i moved .. about 2 months ago ? now i live alone.. well with Candy, of course ..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. see, i have so many things to tell but don't know where to begin ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesterday i went to IKEA , to buy some things , by myself.. ( i bought lots of stuffs, spent about $350 (o_O) , i spent on buying a small drawer, new couch cover, some pillows, quilt cover, kitchen utensils, cutlery .. but i need those anyway ... so no regrets, eventhough maybe later i have to reduce my food budget :p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays i like to go alone, don't know why.. it feels better to have some quality time by myself, instead of going out with people that i know i'd have to put on a 'mask' ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i guess i better go now, take shower.. i have to leave in 2 hours, to go to my university first, dropping in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special consideration applications&lt;/span&gt; .. before going to work on 3 pm..&lt;br /&gt;i'll update with more details later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-2496106043492013933?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2496106043492013933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/06/cold-mornings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/2496106043492013933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/2496106043492013933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/06/cold-mornings.html' title='cold mornings'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7562889637368867857</id><published>2007-05-23T22:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.110+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>my brother's sick</title><content type='html'>this is the first time i write about my brother LOL xD ..&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, suddenly i have an urge to write something here.. well at least it will take my mind off my problems a bit  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my second brother, who's back at home in Solo, is sick right now ..&lt;br /&gt;he got &lt;a href="http://id.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demam_berdarah"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dengue Fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( i can't believe i have to google for this term , damn brain freeze ! ), and had to stay in the hospital .. he checked in to the Kasih Ibu hospital 2 days ago because the doctor said that his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Platelet"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thrombocytes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wasn't high enough ..&lt;br /&gt;and there are some problems which are, my mom's a busy working single mom .. and right now i think we don't have enough servants, and my brother's fiancee's already back at her home in Sby .. so 2 days ago, when i called my mom, i listened to her moaning about how busy she is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's a sensitive topic in her moaning.. its about the fiancee..&lt;br /&gt;you see, my mom expects that she would come straightaway after hearing that her fiancee's sick ..&lt;br /&gt;after all, they're gonna get married this December..&lt;br /&gt;and what happened was, (this is what i heard) my mom called and recommended her to take train instead of travel-car, so she could come &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quickly&lt;/span&gt;, and she said that she would come, and my mom expected to hear some news about her arrival soon ..&lt;br /&gt;but what happened is, my brother's fiancee didn't make any call or contact to confirm it .. well to my mom, i'm sure she contacted my bro .. i don't know about what exactly happened, maybe she's busy or still waits for the right time or i don't know ..&lt;br /&gt;what bugs my mom, my mom thinks it's not appropriate to hear your fiancee's about to go to the hospital and you seem like you don't care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure my bro's fiancee cares for my brother, it's just she doesn't act fast enough ..&lt;br /&gt;she thinks the right thing to do is just go soon as possible, with no delaying, because well she's not working anyway.. and it's her fiancee .. the person whom she will spend her life with .. there's a feminism issue here, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;women are supposed to serve and care for men&lt;/span&gt; .. =D&lt;br /&gt;that's what my mom said, and she thinks that my bro's fiancee's family didn't teach her that ..&lt;br /&gt;instead, my mom said, that if similar thing happen to me, she will persuade me to rush to my spouse ... straight away, quick, as soon as possible ... ! =D&lt;br /&gt;and yeah .. the conversation developed into different topic, about the differences in chinese families, in this or that ethnical groups, like you know chinese people also have different tribes, in their traditions, and their educations, norms understandings, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;okay i know it's a bit racist ..&lt;br /&gt;my mom actually warns me to never look for a man from specific  groups ..&lt;br /&gt;and then i said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" how can i differ them ? everyone looks the same "&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;then she said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" you can know by asking what group they're in or looking at their families .. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i thought, how the hell i can do that ?? is it polite to do so ? and i don't even know the differences .. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ..&lt;br /&gt;it's not a really important topic .. xD&lt;br /&gt;it's just making me thinking how hard it is , for me , to be told like that ..&lt;br /&gt;isn't it hard enough to find a good, mature, well-mannered, loving man ... without adding another filter like that ? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : i haven't heard anything about my brother, maybe he's still in the hostpital ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ mohon doa teman2 sekalian supaya kk saya cepat sembuh ~&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/6314262202889157584-7562889637368867857?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7562889637368867857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-brother-sick.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7562889637368867857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7562889637368867857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-brother-sick.html' title='my brother&amp;#39;s sick'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7400458480669086929</id><published>2007-05-22T07:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.110+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>unstable</title><content type='html'>gue sebenernya gak tau mau nulis apaan ..&lt;br /&gt;jujur 3 bulan terakhir ini gue gak tau apa yang terjadi ama gue ..&lt;br /&gt;gue lagi menjadi seseorang yang gue benci banget ..&lt;br /&gt;awal tahun kemaren gue pikir, 2007 bakal jadi tahun yang beda buat gue .. tahun yang baru, tahun yang lebih baek, tahun yang akan memberi banyak harapan buat gue ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kenyataannya saat ini gue masih berada di tempat yang sama..&lt;br /&gt;tempat yang gue benci ..&lt;br /&gt;yaitu titik dimana gue merasa menjadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loser&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue pengen teriak !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gue capek !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ketegaran gue selama ini makin lama makin terkikis ..&lt;br /&gt;mungkin bagi orang lain, gue cengeng .. gue lemah.. gue anak kecil ..&lt;br /&gt;iya kali yah ?&lt;br /&gt;ternyata gue gampang jatuh sekarang ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue gak tahu sih musti cerita apa ke sapa ..&lt;br /&gt;mau nulis disini aja gue jadi sering bingung, ngadepin lembaran putih kosong, gak tahu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blank &lt;/span&gt;mau nulis apa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malu juga gue untuk cerita disini .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang jelas yang gue rasakan akhir2 ini gue kalut ..&lt;br /&gt;stres yang datang bertubi2 ..&lt;br /&gt;gak kasih gue waktu istirahat sedikitpun ..&lt;br /&gt;tapi mungkin ini semua salah gue ..&lt;br /&gt;gue yang terlalu berharap kalau semua akan baik-baik saja ..&lt;br /&gt;ternyata gue masih harus berjuang terus ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi gue capek, gmana donk ?&lt;br /&gt;gue capek idup, jujur .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah tau ah ..&lt;br /&gt;semoga aja gue besok masih punya keinginan untuk bernapas ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;omong2 gue baru nyadar kalo skrg gue bokek berat ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeap, im flat broke&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;nambah satu lagi deh depresi gue .....&lt;br /&gt;haiz ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-7400458480669086929?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7400458480669086929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/05/unstable.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7400458480669086929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7400458480669086929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/05/unstable.html' title='unstable'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7561034832497399472</id><published>2007-02-10T12:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.110+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><title type='text'>hello??</title><content type='html'>*knock knock..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuhuuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol is there still anyone get stumbled to here ?? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*absen.. absen..*&lt;/em&gt; Huan hadir ????&lt;br /&gt;ditz hdir ???&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for no updates for so long..&lt;br /&gt;Any news will come soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-7561034832497399472?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7561034832497399472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7561034832497399472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7561034832497399472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello.html' title='hello??'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-8276839720623102567</id><published>2006-11-19T00:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.110+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>to love or to be loved ...</title><content type='html'>Every girl dreams about prince charming.&lt;br /&gt;Every girl dreams about living her life happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;Every girl dreams about true love.&lt;br /&gt;Every girl dreams about the kiss that will sweep her feet off.&lt;br /&gt;and so on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't it much a happier moment when those thoughts / dreams were in our minds ?&lt;br /&gt;is it even possible, and isn't it much more simple if we just meet someone, like him/her, he/she likes us back, with blessings ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fairytales&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;They're just really giving too much empty words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only happen in few people.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving huge amount of people wondering and struggling their way in to get them.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes some people love but not be loved back, and be loved but can't love back.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, there are few people left heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;For true love doesn't come cheap. For true love needs a war.&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if there is someone that assures you will to live good, he/she is the only one that really loves you and understands you and accepts you for the way you are, but you're not sure whether you actually can love him/her, because you don't know and so sick to find out what love is anymore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you choose to be with them ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or continue to look for those empty words of fairytales ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-8276839720623102567?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8276839720623102567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-love-or-to-be-loved.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8276839720623102567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8276839720623102567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-love-or-to-be-loved.html' title='to love or to be loved ...'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5936155064770595003</id><published>2006-10-31T22:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.110+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>kepalsuan diri</title><content type='html'>People don't really show their true selves anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Seiring berjalannya waktu, manusia semakin pintar untuk menyembunyikan sejatinya.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's natural instinct ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, it's difficult to find people that really be themselves.&lt;br /&gt;It is more likely to find them having different faces/images.&lt;br /&gt;Memudahkan hidup, memang...&lt;br /&gt;In my cynical view, and like quoted from The Island movie, people will do everything to survive..&lt;br /&gt;even they have to fake themselves...&lt;br /&gt;Some people normally will fake it to get what they want.&lt;br /&gt;Putting the good mask on to suck up, hoping to get something good in return. You know another word for it ? Bitches/Losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or they'd do it because it makes them easier to face this world. Yeah let's just behave good in the community, then we'll have quiet and nice life ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or probably it's just polite to treat someone good, whether you'd care or not. Saying ourselves a good friend but eventually we'll just drift further away because life makes us to do it. Some people will just drift away because they don't really need you in their life. Are these good friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said, 'Teman2 palsu ya?'&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.. maybe you're right :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, who can you trust in this world ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-5936155064770595003?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5936155064770595003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/10/kepalsuan-diri.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5936155064770595003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5936155064770595003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/10/kepalsuan-diri.html' title='kepalsuan diri'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-172678157168700657</id><published>2006-10-13T06:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.111+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><title type='text'>beli anjing di aussie (pengalamanku)</title><content type='html'>buat &lt;a href="http://acasia.blogspot.com/"&gt;dita&lt;/a&gt; yang nanya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="border: 1px solid black; margin: 20px; padding: 8px; float: left; width: 30%; font-size: 0.8em; background-color: whitesmoke;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ncy, beli anjing di aussie gampang ya? ngerawatnya ngga repot ya? apa nda perlu di daftarin di city hal, terus di masukin sekolah anjing gitu segala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 .&lt;/span&gt; well .. setauku sih, dari ada bbrp tmen yang memang punya anjing disini ..&lt;br /&gt;beli gak susah, apalagi kalo beli di petshop / petstore .. pasti dapet la, kan mereka emang jualan hehehe.. tapi ya lebih mahal dari breeder..&lt;br /&gt;kalo mau cari di breeder, ya murah, jauh dari city ..&lt;br /&gt;temenku ada 3 orang yang belinya dari breeder, mereka bilang ga susah juga.. tapi bbrp breeder ada yang kadang gak kasih anjingnya untuk dibeli orang indonesia .. karena yah mungkin mereka tau di indo anjing bisa dimakan xD .. ini temenku sih yang cerita, dia dulu pernah telpon satu breeder ditanyain dulu orang mana, kalo orang indonesia gak dikasih katanya xD ... disini orang2nya memang mostly sayang banget ama pets...&lt;br /&gt;tapi yah ga semua breeder gitu... buktinya banyak disini international students beli2 anjing :p ..&lt;br /&gt;aku sih beli dari petstore, jadi memang pasti dapet ..&lt;br /&gt;jadi kesimpulannya sih, kalo untuk beli, mostly gampang ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;nah untuk ngerawat, satu, ya liat2 dulu, suka anjing ga ...&lt;br /&gt;kalo suka anjing ya pasti susah pun pasti dilakuin kan ehehhehe..&lt;br /&gt;duwa, menurutku kalo ga mau susah ngrawat, harus liat2 breed anjingnya..&lt;br /&gt;kan kasian kalo belinya golden retriever ato shepherd dog tapi yang punya jarang ajak lari2 hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;untuk kita2 yang masih sibuk urusan dan jalan2 dan belom jadi ibu rumah tangga *uhuii*, ya baiknya cari anjing yang kecil2 manja2 gitu lho.. heuhuehue..&lt;br /&gt;maksudnya ya yang ga perlu dibawa jalan2 sering, taruh rumah ae juga ga papa heuhuee..&lt;br /&gt;tiga, ukuran repot ngurus ato gak, juga tergantung dari sifat anjingnya sih, ini gak bisa di'stereotype'in dengan gampang..&lt;br /&gt;ngurus sehari2 sih ya gampang la, pasti ada waktu kan untuk tuangin makanan dan minum.. untuk pup, ya memang harus sabar ini hehehe.. apalagi kalo beli sedari puppy, ya memang harus sabar untuk ngajarin kan..&lt;br /&gt;kan kaya manusia, bayi lom bisa pee ama poo di wc kan ;p&lt;br /&gt;ya harus sabar ngajarin..&lt;br /&gt;aku sih beruntung dapet anjing yang mungkin emang rada bandel.. tapi ngurusnya gak susah banget.. anjingku gampang makan, bisa ditinggal pergi gak nangis, kalo aku repot pun dia ngerti untuk diem nungguin aku ato tidur deket aku..&lt;br /&gt;tapi juga ada temenku yang punya anjing, makannya rada susah, pilih2 trus bosenan, jadi dia repot tiap makanan harus gonta-ganti ..&lt;br /&gt;jadi ini sih tergantung sifat anjing masing2 juga, ga bisa dibilang gampang ato susah gimana.. kalo kita dapet yang gampang, ya emang gampang ngurusnya hehiehie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya, di aussie ada peraturannya untuk harus vaccinations, wormed, dan tetek bengek lainnya gt.. memang waktu beli pertama kali pake tanda tangan 'contract of sale' yang kita janji bakal jaga ni anjing trus dikasih tanggal dia terakhir vaksin ato wormed, trus ya pasti dikuliahin dulu pertama beli tuh, untuk tanggal brapa ke vet lagi dan lain2..&lt;br /&gt;tapi ini juga ga repot la, karena ya udah ditanggalin gitu, dan biasanya vet juga ngingetin kalo tanggalnya udah mau deket jadi usually kita ga lupa, cuma tinggal bawa ke vet aja setengah jam juga beres :p&lt;br /&gt;ke vet nya gak sering kok, ya paling 4 bulan pertama.. ntar makin gede kan ga tiap bulan vaksin..&lt;br /&gt;ga repot kok..&lt;br /&gt;keperluan2 untuk pet sih disini banyak banget yang jual pet supplies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empat, repot ato gak itu juga tergantung yang punya loh ;p mau direpotin ga ;p&lt;br /&gt;misalnya ya kan ada yang bilang anjing harus mandi rutin brapa minggu sekali gitu..&lt;br /&gt;ya tergantung orang e lo, rajin ga heuhue.. aku pernah kok rajin mandiin tiap minggu.. tapi juga kadang males sebulan baru dimandiin..&lt;br /&gt;trus juga anjing bulu2an kan bagusnya sering2 disisirin.. ya tergantung orang e lo mau sering nyisirin ga heuheuehue..&lt;br /&gt;akupun ga nyisirin tiap hari kok, tapi ya karena aku ga papa sih ngeliat anjing kucel  hehehehe.. aku punya temen ga suka anjing kucel, jadi dia bilang repot tiap hari nyisirin.. lha kan salahnya dia, bukan anjingnya kan yang bikin repot ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesimpulanku, ngerawat anjing ga repot sih, ya aku sih suka ama anjing...&lt;br /&gt;lagian latian, ntar ngrawat anak kan lebih susah to heuhuehuehue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; registrasi ke city hall ... memang harus sih katanya.. anjingku sih belom ;p .. gak susah kok, udah dikasi formulir tinggal kirim ama kayanya bayar dikit hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;untuk sekolah anjing sih.. yah tergantung maunya yang punya gimana lho xD&lt;br /&gt;aku sih ga butuh anjingku untuk pinter2 banget ..bagiku sih bisa nemenin aku dan ga bandel banget udah cukup..&lt;br /&gt;ke sekolah anjing tuh kalo mau anjingnya bener2 pinter bisa trick2 gitu lho.. wah emang diajarin disana..&lt;br /&gt;jadi ini pilihan lho, kita maunya gimana ;p&lt;br /&gt;mungkin ya perlu dibawa ke sekolah anjing, kalo kita bener2 ga bisa ngatur dia..&lt;br /&gt;misal kita ajarin trus anjingnya memang galak agresif gitu, ya mungkin memang perlu...&lt;br /&gt;tapi kalo anjingnya masih bisa kita kontrol, kenapa buang2 duit ;p&lt;br /&gt;beda lho kalo mau bener2 punya anjing bagus nurut, bisa trick macem2, ato buat ntar dilombain, ya harus disekolahin ini huehuehue...&lt;br /&gt;bagiku sih ya cukup di rumah aja lah ini hihihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, jadi blabber ke mana2 .. maap dit hehehehe (^_^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huan, mungkin bisa nambahin, susah gak ngejaga poppy ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-172678157168700657?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/172678157168700657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/10/beli-anjing-di-aussie-pengalamanku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/172678157168700657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/172678157168700657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/10/beli-anjing-di-aussie-pengalamanku.html' title='beli anjing di aussie (pengalamanku)'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5860511810807932327</id><published>2006-10-13T05:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.111+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about'/><title type='text'>my bad habits</title><content type='html'>it seems that lately, people like to share about their bad habits ..&lt;br /&gt;some of my friends (you know who you are) talked about inconsistency, or &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;indecisive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if i have to tell about my bad habits, mine would be lots =p&lt;br /&gt;from the worst, i'm used to be a procrastinator.. eventhough i don't like things to go in hurry, i kinda usually left the works near due date..&lt;br /&gt;and for me, it's the worst habit ever .. i really like to change this though.. now i'm still trying (&gt;.&lt;) , it's harder because of my second bad habit, i'm kinda lazy .. =p&lt;br /&gt;i don't like things to go fast, i like things slow but sure.. it's bad because of course nowadays world needs people that can act fast and agile ..&lt;br /&gt;it's hard for me to change this habit too because the third habit would follow =p ... i don't really have ambition in life ..&lt;br /&gt;i still don't know what i want to do or what my talent is.. until right now, i just do what normal people would do .. eventhough i'm not sure that's where my talent is ;(&lt;br /&gt;from this situation, it creates new bad habit for me, negative-thinking ....&lt;br /&gt;because i'm surrounded with success people, with condition that i'm still struggling in what i'm doing , ( i'm even thinking that i'm taking wrong path (o_O) ) , makes me feel i'm a big failure... then i would usually have negative thinking for most problems ...&lt;br /&gt;i've been through a lot... most bad experiences ... it makes me hard to think positive ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm realizing something.. in my case, my bad habit can be followed with other bad habit .. and just wondering, would it make difference if i just change one habit ?&lt;br /&gt;probably if i'm more positive, i'd find what's good for me in this world .. then i would have some ambition or passion to fulfill .. with having ambition, i'd be surely not lazy, and certainly with me being not lazy, i'd become procrastinator ...&lt;br /&gt;it's all connected ..&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me wonder, just one action, can really makes much difference ..&lt;br /&gt;wow... that's kinda freaky for me..&lt;br /&gt;well, it probably doesn't have any similarity with your habits .. i'm just blabbering here....&lt;br /&gt;arrgh, i'm so stressed out.. i have lots to do and i've lost lots of time because of procrastinating..&lt;br /&gt;and this stupid brain is getting stupider each day !! ( *hitting head* )&lt;br /&gt;arrgh, ow i'm hating myself... geez if only there's Doraemon.... (-_-) ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-5860511810807932327?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5860511810807932327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-bad-habits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5860511810807932327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5860511810807932327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-bad-habits.html' title='my bad habits'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-7376899633555469182</id><published>2006-10-02T15:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T04:07:06.183+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><title type='text'>fenomena Friendster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hari gini gak punya Friendster?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kalau dulu orang berkenalan dengan cara menanyakan alamat rumah, lalu dengan nomer telepon, jaman sekarang sepertinya orang berkenalan dengan menanyakan Friendsternya. Sudah bukan hal jarang lagi kalau orang berkenalan di dunia maya, pasti menanyakan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ada FS?"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ataupun orang berkenalan secara &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;face-to-face&lt;/span&gt;, dalam waktu dekat pasti akan ada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'friend request'&lt;/span&gt; di FSnya.&lt;br /&gt;Friendster yang semula bertujuan untuk mencari teman lama, akhirnya bergeser untuk mencari teman2 baru. Yang lalu bergeser untuk media ngeceng =p. Mungkin Friendster bisa untuk menambah rasa percaya diri, kalau kita punya ratusan teman, atau gak cuma satu account Friendster ? Atau bisa juga untuk seleksi jodoh, kasarnya sih ya kalau jelek, ga jadi kenalan .. &lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/addition/1.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt; Hayo ada gak yang kaya gini... Jaat bener...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ngomongin tentang mania Friendster, mungkin banyak orang yang gak cuman punya Friendster doank, mungkin join juga dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'pengikut-pengikut'&lt;/span&gt; , (sebenernya ya, emang Friendster aja ga cukup ya ? Prasaan temennya juga itu itu juga..Saya sih, tetap setia aja deh ama Friendster...) ...&lt;br /&gt;Nah kalau kalian suka koleksi account 'pertemanan' , mungkin kalian juga tertarik nih bikin Friendster untuk hewan2 peliharaan ...&lt;br /&gt;Banyak orang yang bikin account untuk binatang2nya di FS, nah daripada kalian2 menuh2in databasenya FS, bikin aja di &lt;a href="http://www.dogster.com/"&gt;DogsTer&lt;/a&gt; ato &lt;a href="http://www.catster.com/"&gt;CatsTer&lt;/a&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;Untuk binatang lain sih belom ada... Atau kalian yang mau bikin ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapa tau aja lho, ntar doggy2 ato pussy2 kalian dapet jodoh disana wakakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/addition/biglaughface.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau sudah register di dogster, cari anjing saya ya, namanya Candy (&lt;span class="bodyText"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.dogster.com/?394068) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Huan, bikin buat Poppy !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-7376899633555469182?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7376899633555469182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/10/fenomena-friendster-penemuan-selalu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7376899633555469182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/7376899633555469182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/10/fenomena-friendster-penemuan-selalu.html' title='fenomena Friendster'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/ncy85/addition/th_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-8770250722470632019</id><published>2006-09-12T01:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.111+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><title type='text'>debutante 02</title><content type='html'>i bought Candy around $350 .. she's already been wormed and had Revolution (flea/mite/heartworm treatment) once.. and she's also microchipped (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Microchip_%28animal_identification%29"&gt;the explanation's here&lt;/a&gt;) , soi guess it's okay.. with her food and supplies, i spend nearly $600 that day.. wow..but i didn't regret it because she's s adorable &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at that time&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i put it on bold,huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. she's undescribable...&lt;br /&gt;remember i told you yesterday that as far as i know, female dog is more calm than the boys..&lt;br /&gt;huh.. it's not really true, or maybe my dog is a special unique one :-S ...&lt;br /&gt;she's not like a girl at all !!&lt;br /&gt;she's very active.. like a boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dan ku merasa tertipuuuuuuuuuu......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;abis yah dia toko kalem banget, gak loncat2, gak ribut, dipeluk diem anteng.. eh begitu nyampe rumah, lari puter2.. dan sampe sekarang juga aktif banget ga bisa diem kalo Choco dateng.. diem kalo capek doank.. emang sih kalo cuma sendirian ma aku di apartment, dia biasa diem di deket aku, tp dia juga biasa tuh tau2 bisa lari2 sendiri bolak-balik kamar tidur - ruang tamu !!&lt;br /&gt;bener2  lari kuenceng gitu kaya dikejar setan.. trus bolak-balik lagi :-S apa gak pusing..&lt;br /&gt;kalo lagi gulat sama Choco, gayanya loncat2 kaya singa nerkam mangsa, orang kadang ngedeketin aku aja sambil loncat2... sampe temenku bilang '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ni jangan2 dulu di kehidupan sebelumnya jadi kelinci ya..&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalo choco sih kayanya dulu kucing abis suka bertengger diatas sofa, di atas sofa lho ato di pinggir sofa, bukan di sofanya.. trus kadang tau2 bisa di atas meja makan, gasuka mandi lagi kan kaya kucing aueauehua..&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;ada-ada aja.. tapi bisa jadi ya ? heuaheue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tentang CANDY.. iyah daku merasa tertipu, karena aku sadar sepertinya dia emang acting tuh waktu ditoko ..&lt;br /&gt;remember, she was born in 1st April, and noone wanted to buy her, until i bought her on 24 june ?? she's nearly 3 months old, the other dogs were just around 1 or 2 months.. and usually puppies don't last that long in the pet store ...&lt;br /&gt;so maybe she knew that her siblings were already gone and noone likes her so she's acting sweet.. LOL ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet she's laughing inside ; '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goblok bgt ni org mau gwa gombalin xD&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah.. do you want to know what she's like when she's still a baby ??&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is why noone looks at her ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=scan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/scan.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekeke... gak lucu ya ???&lt;br /&gt;lucky for her i chose her ....&lt;br /&gt;well she's much more cuter than her baby time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next stories will be packed with lots and lots of photos.. so i guess i need to warnyou that it'd take a while to load for the images..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta say, she's not pretty.. she even looks like a boy.. actually when i got her from the petstore, even the storeperson thought candy's a he, before the storeperson looked at her vagina lol..&lt;br /&gt;because she likes to run around, or eventough she doesn't run, she still likes to squirm, so it's impossible to keep her fur tidy.. this is what happened when i didn't take her to bath for nearly a month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image000.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Bolabulukusutbanguntidur.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Bolabulukusutbanguntidur.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekekekekee..... jadi pengen ngucel2 lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah because it's my responsibility to take care of her, and well admit it, she's not pretty, so yah, harus sering dirawat supaya tetep lucu ... heuaheuhaue.. yah jadi aku sedang mencoba untuk memandiin dia setiap minggu, dan nyisirin dia paling gak 2 hari sekali supaya jadi begini nih, bener2 fresh gondrong dr bak mandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image008.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah lho, beda toh ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asal usul nama Candy, sbnrnya simple..&lt;br /&gt;aku sih sbnrnya mo panggil dia donat, abis dia bulet ;p&lt;br /&gt;ato marshmallow, tapi karena dia gak cantik yah,jangan deh kebagusan nama ntar hauhauhauhaa...&lt;br /&gt;lalu yah, mutusinnya simple...&lt;br /&gt;karena aki seharian gak bisa nemu nama yang pas buat dia, akhirnya dirujuk ke calon suami nya deh..&lt;br /&gt;berhubung suaminya kelak (ceile..) bernama Chocolate..&lt;br /&gt;jadi dia dikasih nama Candy deh...&lt;br /&gt;gitu doank aheuahuee..&lt;br /&gt;semoga aja ntar ada anak2 bernama marshmallow, sugapop, chuppa chupp, gulali, jelly, lollipop, sugus, hubba bubba, mentos, hexos *lho?* heuehuheue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu dia sudah mulai berubah lho dari sejak aku pertama dapet dia..&lt;br /&gt;waktu pertama dulu, dia cuek banget..&lt;br /&gt;bahkan aku makan sesuatuaja, dia paling ngeliatin bentar, seakan2 bilang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'makan apa? kasih donk... tp kalo ga dikasih ya ga papa deh..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nahlho kok ada anjing cuek ama makanan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;beuh..&lt;/span&gt; choco yah, baru denger '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kresekk..&lt;/span&gt;' suara plastik dibuka pasti sudah ngliatin, dan kalo liat orang makan,pasti nghampirin...&lt;br /&gt;lagipula, sedikit cerita ttg Choco, dia punya pandangan maut.. entah mungkin karena mukanya kaya sedih, jadi pandangannya memelas ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Duomukabodoh.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Duomukabodoh.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini gak terlalu keliatan sih, biasanya mukanya lebih kaya sedih lagi heuheue..&lt;br /&gt;nah beda ama candy, yang cuma melongo ... :-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mungkin karena belajar dari Choco dia jadi mayan respon terhadap makanan skrg, hampir selalu medekati kalo aku makan dan ngeliatin.. biarpun gak ngliatin tp pasti gelayutan deket2... seperti ini nih, dia abis towel2 bahuku waktu aku makan.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image019.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can only do one trick right now *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;susah ngajarinnya abis dia suka ngeliat kemana2 kalo diomongin..&lt;br /&gt;cuma berhasil ini : kasih hand kalo kita pegang makanan yang dia suka, ato kalo kita sodorin tangan trus bilang '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hand.. give me hand..&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image010.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inipun ngajarnya udah setengah-mampus-karena-stres-dia-gak-bisa-bisa-padahal-udah-2-minggu ...&lt;br /&gt;kata Renata (choco's mom), choco cuma butuh sehari-2 hari buat ini.. karena Choco bener2 food minded.. jadi gampang diajarin...&lt;br /&gt;lah Candy sih, gak terlalu food minded banget..&lt;br /&gt;hanya trick ini yang berhasil ngajarin, karena mau diajarin SIT pun, dia biasanya udah sit sendiri tanpa disuruh, hauehauehuae... dasar anjing males.. sukanya duduk males2an..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku cukup bersyukur juga, dia anjing yang ga rewel..&lt;br /&gt;mau makan aja mau..&lt;br /&gt;dari segala makanan kaleng ato kering .. semua mau.. not like Choco yang bosenan dan picky..&lt;br /&gt;hasilnya yah begini.. Choco langsing, Candy gendut deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image030.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bayangin toh.. Choco umur 2 tahun, sama Candy umur 4 bulan, masa hampir sama ? (O_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayo liat anjing gendut lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image020.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh gendutnyaaaa.. ayo kita lihat lebih dekat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image021.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;halah, Candy!! perutmu ndutnyaaa...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Candy : "heheheehe.." (nyengir)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image022.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kadang Candy suka sensitif juga.. mungkin maklum lah ya cewe (^^')&lt;br /&gt;kalo bete yah, kadang bisa cemberut banget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image023.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangan sampe dia memberi lirikan maut deeeeeh seremmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image025.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi dia biasanya bete gak terlalu lama kok... kalo sudah makan ato minum, dia jadi tau kalo ada yang nyayangin dia, jadi dia senyum lagi deeeeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image032.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Bolakusutcloseup.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Bolakusutcloseup.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image033.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image025-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image025-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halah..sudah, gak usah pasang tampang manis lagi..&lt;br /&gt;kmu tuh bandel !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iya bandel.. nakal lah pokoknya..ngalahin Choco yang cowo malah hehehe&lt;br /&gt;sudah bener aktif, suka caper lagi..&lt;br /&gt;halaaaah.. apalagi kalo ketemu makhluk namanya '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cowo&lt;/span&gt;' duileee.. ganjen banget deeee...&lt;br /&gt;ekornya langsung goyang2 cepet baget dan dulu sering banget langsung terlentang, minta dielus2.. *lha? ini ganjen apa horny? ;p*&lt;br /&gt;sampe pernah berdua ama Renata eksperimen, Renata gendong Candy.. lalu dideketin ke aku ato housemateku Teresa dia biasa aja... lalu dipindah kedeketnya Marico (Choco's dad), ekornya langsung goyang2 cepet banget...&lt;br /&gt;deketin ke aku lagi, ekornya diem..&lt;br /&gt;ke Marico lagi, langsung goyang cepet lagi..&lt;br /&gt;yaelah, nak... kamu itu kok ya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitchy&lt;/span&gt; banget toh ?????&lt;br /&gt;jangan harap deh dia galak sama orang..&lt;br /&gt;gimana kalo ada rampok ya.. kalo ada tamu dateng aja dia paling gonggong cuma sekali trus langsung deketin sambil goyang2 ekor ?? :-S&lt;br /&gt;sekalinya dia gonggongin orang, itupun waktu kemaren aku ajak jalan2.. dia gonggongin anak kecil xD ... karena anak kecilnya ngliatin dia terus..&lt;br /&gt;parah lah anjingku satu ini..&lt;br /&gt;bener2 berani banget ga malu2 ama orang asing...&lt;br /&gt;kok beda ya ama yang punya, malu kalo ketemu orang hauhauhauhaua.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia tuh juga bandel karena gak bisa diajarin !!&lt;br /&gt;sampe skrg pun yah, dia masih kadang pipis/pup sembarangan,..&lt;br /&gt;ayo donk hiks saran gimana ngajarinnya.. segala udah dicoba nih..&lt;br /&gt;1 . dari beli semprotan untuk bauin tempat dia pipis..&lt;br /&gt;2 . naruh koran dimana2 supaya dia biasa pipis di koran, jd ntar tinggal taruh koran aja di wc..&lt;br /&gt;3 . trus nyoba kasih dia makan kalo dia pipis di wc (ini sih kayanya cuma manjur buat anjing yang food minded kaya choco deh, kalo candy sih ga terlalu peduli dapet snack ato gak.. :-S)&lt;br /&gt;4. lalu dimasukin kandang kalo dia mau pipis&lt;br /&gt;5. sampe cara tabok-tendang-jitak-keplak-jewer ....&lt;br /&gt;juga ga berhasil tuh..&lt;br /&gt;aneh, masa ditabok dia gak 'kaing2' tuh =p belom pernah aku berhasil membuat dia sampai berkaing2 :-S&lt;br /&gt;bener2 ga tau lagi deh gimana ngajarinnya.. paling kalo abis dibentak ato dipukul, dia jalan cepet ngejauhin ga berani deket2 aku untuk bbrp saat.. seperti ini, diteriakin dari kamar dia udah langsung ngumpet di bawah kursi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image004.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image003.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ato kalo lagi diomongin,dibentak2, dia ngeliatinnya kaya lagi bingung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image028.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi saya harus begimana lagi (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tpi yah gpp deh.. bagaimanapun she's my lovely dog and i really love her so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimana ga trenyuh kalo abis marah2 trus aku makan, langsung dihampirin kaya gini&lt;br /&gt;*loncat kepangkuan* "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagi makan apa sih?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image016.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bagi donk.. aku juga mau....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yaaaa...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image015.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimana ga trenyuh kalo kmu diikutin kemanapun kamu pergi .. gak bisa ditinggal sendirian deh.. eh ya bisa denk, dia ga rewel kok.. kalo aku pergi aku kurungdia di kamar, ato di wc.. ato paling aku biarin lepas tp ga ada orang di rumah, dia paling '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nguik2&lt;/span&gt;' dikit sambil garuk2 pintu.. halaaaaaa paling lama juga ga nyampe sejam dia udah berenti .... trus bobo kali ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah aku sih merasa happy kalo pulang rumah ada yang menyambut.. merasa aja kalo ada yang nungguin di rumah.. dan aku jadi merasa ga bisa macem2.. karena kalo sesuatu terjadi ama aku,sapa yangmau ngurus anjing yang gabisa ditinggal jauh ini huehuehe... aku ke komputer,dia ikut ke bawah kursiku.. melingkar di sela2 kaki kursiku....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Picture4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Picture4.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Picture5.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus aku pindah ke depan tv, ga jauh lho ! cuma 5 langkah doank.. dia ikut ke sebelahku... kalo dia tidur trus aku masak, yah di dapur kan lama, dia jadi ngehampirin trus tiduran di bawah kakiku.. halah laaaah.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh aku udah cerita lom sih, kalo dia tuh punya pose tiduryang ga senonoh banget ehuehuehue&lt;br /&gt;begini nih dia biasanya tidur, most of the times.. yah 50-50 deh sama pose melingkar...&lt;br /&gt;ga feminim toh (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image009.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia gak terlalu cewe.. brarti dia ga terlalu suka tidur dipeluk..&lt;br /&gt;dulu waktu seminggu pertama sih minta pangku terus, beeeh skrg mah pasti bentar doank trus minta turun.. kecuali kalo dia udah bener2 ngantuk lemes, barudeh bisa dipangku elus2 ;p..&lt;br /&gt;makanya kalo pagi2 aku suka gangguin dia, abis dia udah lemes ga bisa berontak ;p&lt;br /&gt;dia juga gak terlalu suka nongkrong deket2yah paling di sebelahnya.. bahkan kadang jauh2, yah ga jauh sih, tp udah di luar jangkauan tangan.. kalau tidur di kamar sama aku, pasti dia di bawah kaki.. ga mau deh dipeluk...&lt;br /&gt;cuman kalo pagi2 hohoho.. itulah saatnya untuk memeluk dan ngelus2 dia..&lt;br /&gt;soalnya ga tau kenapa, dia cuman deketin trus nemplok kalo pagi doank.. tau2 aja bisa datengin trus tiduran di atasku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image027-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image027-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image026.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image028-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image028-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gak disuruh lho.. di kamar jg begitu.. heuheuheueue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonus deh.. foto dikamar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ranjang saat ini.. lho.. ada anjing ndeprok...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image014.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"deketin ah..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image021-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image021-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"aih aih.. tau kalo mau difoto langsung pasang gaya..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image022-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image022-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah.. that's my girl !! i hope you enjoy my story ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;film pendek 01 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; top: -80px; font-family: Lucida Sans; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-left: 10px;"&gt;"Choco,ayo donk liat sini,mo difoto nih!"&lt;br /&gt;"HUH, ogah !!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ntar dikasih makanan deh !"&lt;br /&gt;"mana dulu?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; top: -80px; font-family: Lucida Sans; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-left: 10px;"&gt;"Bagi ama Candy ya !!"&lt;br /&gt;"gampang lah ntar.."&lt;br /&gt;"candy : (hmm.. ko choco makan kok aku gak?)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; top: -80px; font-family: Lucida Sans; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-left: 10px;"&gt;"Candy : aaaahh kok aku ga dikasih !!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Choco : bodo ah.. nyam nyam nyam.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image008-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; top: -80px; font-family: Lucida Sans; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-left: 10px;"&gt;"Choco !! Bagi ke Candy ya!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Aku ambil loh ntar !! ayo turun,foto dulu.."&lt;br /&gt;"Choco : iya iya iya..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; top: -80px; font-family: Lucida Sans; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-left: 10px;"&gt;"Choco : eh, buat aku semua aja ya, laper nih..."&lt;br /&gt;"Candy : bah.. ya udah de.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasil foto malam itu :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image002.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;film pendek 02 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; top: -80px; font-family: Lucida Sans; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-left: 10px;"&gt;"Candy : (nemplok) hayo makan apa??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; top: -80px; font-family: Lucida Sans; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-left: 10px;"&gt;"Candy : waaa.. Oreo Wafer Stick..&lt;br /&gt;mau donkkkkk....&lt;br /&gt;kasih donkk.. yaa yaaa yaaa.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image032-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; top: -80px; font-family: Lucida Sans; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-left: 10px;"&gt;"Candy mau ??"&lt;br /&gt;"Candy : mau donk.. mau donk.. mau donk..&lt;br /&gt;mana.. mana.. mana.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image033-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; top: -80px; font-family: Lucida Sans; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-left: 10px;"&gt;"enak ya ??"&lt;br /&gt;"Candy : uenuaaak buangettttttt.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-the end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;film ini hanyalah hasil rekaan imajinasi saja, jikalau terdapat kesamaan karakter ataupun jalan cerita, itu hanyalah kebetulan saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;babaiiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image000-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image000-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Candy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-8770250722470632019?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8770250722470632019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/09/debutante-02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8770250722470632019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/8770250722470632019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/09/debutante-02.html' title='debutante 02'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5493637604583906553</id><published>2006-09-11T23:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.111+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>debutante</title><content type='html'>today's topic is about the debut of my pet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some of you already know about it, but i wanna make it official anyway hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay people, meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CANDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Candy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Candy.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born on 1st April 2006.&lt;br /&gt;Sex : Female&lt;br /&gt;Colour : white creamy&lt;br /&gt;Breed : Maltese x Pomeranian&lt;br /&gt;She was bought on 24 June 2006.&lt;br /&gt;There's a story behind our meeting. I'd like to write it in here but if you don't wannaknowit, just skip to next paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I'm a dog lover, since I was a kid, my family always has dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I went overseas, (2003) here in Melbourne, being a shy person I am =p, i don't really have tons of friends, and being alone in here without any family, sometimes I feel lonely at home. Eventhough I had housemates, we tend to do our own businesses so we were not really close.&lt;br /&gt;I started looking for any animal since 2004. At first I was thinking for not buying a dog, because I didn't really know where my destiny would lead, whether I'd stay in here or going back home, then it would be complicated to bring back a dog. Actually at that time I wanted to buy fishes xD. They're easy, and I don't really care to bring them back home (whatfor? xD).&lt;br /&gt;Then two of friends,(well they're a couple actually..) bought a dog... a male Maltese x Shih Tzu x Bishon .. named Chocolate (Choco)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/?action=view&amp;current=Image027-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/nanz_voila/photocandy/Image027-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is actually his photo taken months ago, already 2 years old ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay back to my dog.. since they bought a dog, i've been tempted to have one too.. but i kept my urge to buy one because i thought i wasn't ready to take care of something alive, i even wasn't able to take care of myself.. so there goes other lonely year ..&lt;br /&gt;2005, talked often enough those couple,made me wanting for pet more..&lt;br /&gt;then he showed me where they got their pet, searching in one of online shop like ebay..&lt;br /&gt;i browsed around.. and i always checked out the petshops when i go to shopping centres, but maybe because i didn't really have the willingness (still 30% sure) , and because i like female dog better than male, and usually the ones i found attractive in pet stores are male, i still hadn't bought it yet ...&lt;br /&gt;then in early of this year when i went to one of the big shopping centre, there's a dog that i really set my eye on.. couldn't take my eyes off it .. was it Candy ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.. heuheuheuheue.... it's a boy, Alaskan Malamute x Golden Retriever, it's really handsome, really one of a kind, cause it looks like a pure white Golden (O_o) ... yes, pure white ! i've never seen a pure white golden before.. and yes because it's really gorgeous, it's totally expensive (T_T) can't afford it, and also because i live in apartment, there's no way i can keep him in my apartment (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;arrgh now i'm thinking about him again... huhuhu... i wonder where he is now..&lt;br /&gt;okay back to my dog again... since that encounter with the 'whitegoldie', i wanted to have pet evenmore, and because i moved out from my old apartment in city, and moved into my friend's apartment (the choco's mom),and she said in this building there are lots of pet owners, so that time my search of a pet began serious..&lt;br /&gt;and also my friend, knowing i'm looking for a female dog, asked me to try to mate our dogs .. since then she always dragged me to a petstore xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there it is.. on 24th June, we (me and that couple) went to a petstore in the city.. there's also a puppy i like, but because it's a bit expensive, my friend suggested to go to the petstore near the market.. because well it's cheaper there.. items in petstore in shopping centres are usually more expensive !!&lt;br /&gt;that afternoon, (to be honest, i didn't really in the mood of going out at that moment, i actually just wanted to go home) .. i found Candy..&lt;br /&gt;in her cage, there were also 3 others puppy.. similar like her, one of them's actually cuter xD .. and also at that moment, she's sleeping in the back , ... so i didn't really set my eyes on her.. i set my eye on the cuter dog.. there were also other dogs in other cage, jack russels, chihuahua, and shihtzu, but i don't know.. maybe because i like white colour, and they're all have dark colour, i was not really interested in them.. so i asked the storeperson to get me the dog i set my eye on, and apparently it's a he ! ;( .. very sad, because my friends also like him, and asked me to think about it but because i really insist to get female dog and they're looking forward to mate their dog, so they asked the storeperson whether they had a female dog.. and she said, yes there's one there.. she had to drag her from the back corner because she's really not active at that time, not like the others, all jumpy and barking.. my friend's even said she's a really cool dog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons why i finally got her were because,&lt;br /&gt;1. yes it's female .. i don't know, because so far i know that female dog's more calm than male, and eventough people said it's harder to take care of because well they have menstruation, i still prefer female than male.. maybe because i'm a female too so it's like having a girlfriend (^^)&lt;br /&gt;2. she looks like Choco .. my friend really encouraged me to buy her because of this, she said it's really hard to look for a female dog which looks like her Choco and, lol i'm the only friend who wants to get a female ...&lt;br /&gt;3. i couldn't let go of her !!!! when i held her, it's so hard to let her go because she really attached her paws on me, grabbed my hands and shivered a bit everytime i wanted to give her to the storeperson.. aawww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the story of how i bought my pet (^^) ... and sssttt.. i haven't told my mom yet that i have a dog, because i'm sure she'll interrogate me so please don't mention anything about it yet ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i didn't realize it's already this long.. i'll continue the debut tomorrow, okay guys ? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selingan : ( bikin 'ngoh' gak sih ni ?? )&lt;br /&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://overheardinnewyork.com/"&gt;overheardinnewyork&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Girl #1: Yeah, I need to buy a new cell phone; mine is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Girl #2: How come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Girl #1: I dropped it in the sand during my vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Girl #2: That's how it broke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Girl #1: No, it was fine but the sand was all over it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so I decided to rinse it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; clean with pouring water from the bathroom sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Central Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/swt mbak, goblok men to heuheuhue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-5493637604583906553?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5493637604583906553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/09/debutante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5493637604583906553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/5493637604583906553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/09/debutante.html' title='debutante'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-9104901328705383607</id><published>2006-09-05T23:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.112+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>i'm scared ...</title><content type='html'>i just had terrible feelings ..&lt;br /&gt;very bad condition.. i'm even scared of myself..&lt;br /&gt;for these past months, i've been feeling uneasy about things..&lt;br /&gt;worried about my life, what i have done.. what will happen to me next day.. what i'm supposed to do.. and especially i've been worrying about my situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda stuck in difficult situation ..&lt;br /&gt;which really drives me crazy these past weeks, my whole life seems to be hanging on a thread ..&lt;br /&gt;and today, i had the peak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just found out that my old friend's already got engaged... YAY !! big news to Solo people.. one of its gorgeous diva's got engaged =D&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to you, &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/6295270"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/6295270"&gt;Sa&lt;/a&gt; .. in case you read my blog ;p .. well I already congratulate you anyway in msn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. yeah about that, i should be happy for her.. oh i do feel happy for her ..&lt;br /&gt;i remember we used to chat about our crushes back then when we were really closed in Junior High School ..&lt;br /&gt;i also remember her crush back then, that she's tried to call to his house anonymously,i think to hear his voice.. she's really popular actually, she didn't really need that hard to get a man .. lol ..&lt;br /&gt;and now, about 8 years later .. had a smooth life , she's engaged with her soulmate ..&lt;br /&gt;congratulations, dear .. one of your dreams has come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, actually that's not my story this time..&lt;br /&gt;i actually want to post about how i feel about it..&lt;br /&gt;read about the news, i feel different than normal people would feel ..&lt;br /&gt;normal people would just feel happy that their friends find their happiness ..&lt;br /&gt;me ? well.. i do feel happy for her, but is it wrong that i do feel bad for myself ?&lt;br /&gt;knowing her grown up really well, eventually makes me feel ashamed ..&lt;br /&gt;and now i feel like i'm the worst person in the world ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of person who can't be happy for other people ? bad people ..&lt;br /&gt;that's who i am right now.. i feel bad.. instead of 100% purely happy for her, i feel a bit ... err..&lt;br /&gt;i think the appropriate word is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i envied her a bit..&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i envied everyone a bit ..&lt;br /&gt;being a scum i am, it's easy for me to feel this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/7_deadly_sins"&gt;7 deadly sins&lt;/a&gt; .. i can at least had 3 of them .. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i envy others&lt;/span&gt;.. keep wondering why it happened to others and not me .. why other people are happy and i'm not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm feeling wrath&lt;/span&gt; for myself, because i'm such a good-for-nothing .. i can't do anything right !! my relationships all messed up.. my education, my social life, my image, are all messed up..&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm feeling the greed&lt;/span&gt; because i feel i don't have enough.. i know that i should be grateful for what i have , and i should be lucky to be me, because i know that at least i have more than enough, i'm not starving.. i still have family and good shelter.. yadda yadda yadda bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;and people said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's a time for everything and maybe it's not the time yet for you..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;but i had enough, well at least that's what i feel tonight..&lt;br /&gt;i often wonder that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"neighbours' garden is greener"  &lt;/span&gt;is true.. and yes now i feel it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being surrounded with success people and i'm not one of them, makes me feel intimidated and feel like a loser ..&lt;br /&gt;and even people who're actually had less quality than me, had beauty or body to overcome it .. so yeah eventhough they can't work, they'll still have a good life because of  their spouse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me ? i have nothing to offer ..&lt;br /&gt;i'm bad at school.. i'm not a good student.. i can't do things right.. i have no talent..&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not attractive ..&lt;br /&gt;so what kind of future i would have if i have nothing good to offer ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... i'm blabbering.. sorry it's not the point of the story ... forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a terrible person..&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm really scared.. because of those envy, greed, and wrath....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm scared of myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i've turned into the worst, the most heartless evil person in the world ..&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared that i'll become much worse than this..&lt;br /&gt;and i'm also scared to God.. i've been broking my promises to Him, i'm scared He's mad at me and won't listen to my prayer... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't even know how to pray anymore&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know i deserved to have bad things in my life..&lt;br /&gt;because i know i haven't been a good child of Him ..&lt;br /&gt;i guess, now envy's my new friend ?&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps : if anything happen to me in the near future, please tell my mom that I love her, and i'm really sorry I can't make her proud .. just in case.. so stressed out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6314262202889157584-9104901328705383607?l=bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/feeds/9104901328705383607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-scared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/9104901328705383607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6314262202889157584/posts/default/9104901328705383607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bittersweetxilicy.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-scared.html' title='i&amp;#39;m scared ...'/><author><name>nCy . vLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599757304855269966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_3tszc_YM/SZAzzntNW1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yLVq00-CMoo/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6314262202889157584.post-5451721376395822324</id><published>2006-08-20T20:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:32:32.112+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about'/><title type='text'>facts :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nama ?&lt;br /&gt;~* &lt;/span&gt;born as Nancy Indrawati Usman .. baptised in catholic church with Florentina.. accepted confirmation sacrament with the name Claire Valerie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;born on ..&lt;br /&gt;~* &lt;/span&gt;11th October 1985 in Solo City, Kasih Ibu Hospital..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gol.darah ?&lt;br /&gt;~* &lt;/span&gt;definitely A, but i don't know negative or positive..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinggi ?&lt;br /&gt;~* &lt;/span&gt;short, only about 158-160 cm x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warna kulit ?&lt;br /&gt;~* &lt;/span&gt;white&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panjang rambut ?&lt;br /&gt;~* &lt;/span&gt;long hair&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin ga sih kamu berhenti ngopi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i'm not a coffee addict, only occasional sipper :) so it's pretty possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih co/ce secakep kamu blm punya pacar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* lol.. i don't find myself attractive, so it's pretty possible :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih kamu hidup tanpa hp dan komp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i would say 70% can't .. i can still survive if there's none around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih kamu jadi bintang film?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* it's impossible ;p i've dreamt about it since i was akid, but i think i dont have the guts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih kamu ninggalin temen kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* maybe, if i found out that they're not good friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih kamu gagal dlm pacaran?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* yes.. relationship's hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih ada orang yg sayang sama kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* don't know about that ;) maybe not.. anyone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih kamu jahatin orang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* no.. don't have the ability to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih kamu ga mandi sama sekali dalam sehari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* yesss :p if i'm not going anywhere and i'm not sweating.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih mantan kamu minta balik lagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* no.. it's impossible.. we don't even talk to each other anymore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih kamu pake narkoba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* maybe.. :p i'm fine and pretty sane right now.. but who knows maybe i get crazy tomorrow :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih kamu hidup di luar negeri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i hope so.. i'm pretty much like it better than my own country.. but who knows :( maybe i'm supposed to go home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih hidup kamu berubah 180 derajat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* dunno.. don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih kamu putus asa dalam hidup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* very possible :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mungkin ga sih mimpi kamu terkabul semua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* no way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you wash your car or let the carwash ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* unfortunately i dont have a car .... hehehe.. but if i do have one, maybe i'd wash it myself.. to save money ? hehehe.. maybe go to the carwash if only have extra money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favorite animal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  dogs (^.^) .. maybe rabbits.. polar bear ? huehuehue.. panda.. basically any fat and fluffy animals ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your dream vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* urrm.. urrgghh.. can't decide.. all around the world x(  any country which is not in the war situation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you been in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* yes i think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever go camping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* no... don't think i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Were you an honor roll student in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* LOL .. that's impossible :( so stupid....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you want to know about the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* yessss.. i'm pretty much in the total blackout right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you use any perfume or cologne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* yes, but only when i go out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you collect anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~ urrm.. when i was a kid, i collect stickers, cute stationeries.. i'm not really a collector, but i do purchase things i like , such as DVDs of the movies i love.. games.. some of my friend said i collect them, but i don't find myself as a collector, because i only have things i like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like hot sauce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a bit, yes.. i like light spicy, but for the fact, i can't stand spicy food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka ngerokok ngga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* not a smoker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka minuman beralkohol ngga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* not a drinker also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kalo weekend sukanya ngapain aja?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* don't have any routine.. but basically chilling out.. destressing.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka fast food gak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* yess :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka clubbing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* not really.. it's only okay.. and only for rich people.. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; suka ngapain aja kalo lagi banyak duit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* shopping ahuehaue.. gotta change this habit !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;temen2 manggil loe apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* nancy.. nanz .. nen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kalo lagi gak punya uang biasanya ngapain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* starving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kalo masak, sukanya masak makanan apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* simple meals.. i'm not a cook x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka buah apa aja?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* hmm.. rambutan, kelengkeng, banana, red apple, green grapes, sawo, nangka, sweet mangoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka minum beer gak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* no !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka gosok gi2 sbLm tdr?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* lol.. i'm trying to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka dengerin lagu yg gimana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* slow.. songs that can touch my heart.. easy to be listened.. generally pop, rnb, some techno,.. some jazz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka mandi pake sabun apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* don't have any particular brand, any soap that smells great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kalo nonton, sukanya film yang gimana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* comedy, horror, and thriller.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka olahraga apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* i hate exercise heuahuehaue.. okay i'll start trying to like it x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka orang yang rambutnya di bonding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* if it looks great, why not ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka jutek ga kmu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* when i was low, yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka ngapain aja kalo lagi sedih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* hmm.. crying myself to sleep :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kalo sarapan sukanya makan apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* not a morning person so usually i skip breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apakah coklat bikin loe happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* not really.. yeah it helps a bit, but the problems are still there eventhough i eat tons of chocolate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kamu nyadar ga kalo ada orang yang suka ama loe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* sometimes.. but not really.. i don't wanna be a 'ge-er an' person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kamu pernah nangis gara-gara film?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* yes.. ;p i don't think it's stupid.. i'm a sensitive person anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kamu termasuk orang yang males?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* yessssssssssss x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;menurut kamu lebih baik sehat atau gendut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* duh ?? healthy for sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perhiasan apa yang kamu pake tiap hari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* i have 6 piercings, 3 on each ears.. those what i wear everyday... oh also a necklace.. i only wear rings etc when i'm in party or formal occasions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kalimat yang paling romantis yang pernah kamu denger ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* you are perfect in your own way.. eventhough people may not know it, but i know that you are perfect for me .. uhuk uhuk... ahiak ahiak xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;objek foto yang paling menarik kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* human interaction.. human natural feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loe manja ga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* no.. but can be :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sifat kamu tuh kekanak2an apa dewasa gt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* most people said i'm mature... but i don't think i am, i find myself i'm still a kid, i don't even know what i wanna be, isn't it childish ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perna ngiri ma orang pacaran ga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* yessssss !! ;p being in a relationship is great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pernah ke pasar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* of course.. but i usually go to supermarket.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; apakah kmu pernah merasa lelah dgn kehidupan cintamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* yes :)&lt;br
