<?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-5146374740565196963</id><updated>2011-07-30T07:32:13.508-07:00</updated><category term='mbuh'/><category term='dunno'/><category term='dorama'/><category term='school life'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='ngapain diurusin'/><category term='serem'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='learning sumthin'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='courage'/><category term='where i wanna go'/><category term='music'/><category term='hate'/><category term='opini'/><category term='hobi'/><category term='daily twist'/><category term='KPK'/><category term='movie'/><category term='kuliner'/><category term='pilem'/><category term='patience'/><category term='anger'/><category term='phew'/><category term='ache'/><category term='Blah'/><category term='academic'/><category term='health'/><category term='love'/><category term='sadness'/><title type='text'>Chewing Gum</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-4619073388345256264</id><published>2011-01-21T17:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T17:27:32.118-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='academic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning sumthin'/><title type='text'>Second Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Dan pengumuman nilai pun keluar satu persatu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Nilai saya waktu awal-awal keluar lumayan bagus, lalu kemarin tiba-tiba saya dapet kabar kalo ada mata kuliah yang harus diulang. JENG JENG! Reaksi awal saya? Agak kecewa, itu pasti, dan saya rasa itu reaksi yang amat manusiawi. Beruntunglah saya, waktu dapat kabar itu saya lagi berdiskusi dengan seorang teman lama yang sangat sepemikiran, so I could very easily get over it. Gimana ya? Hla wong semuanya sudah terlanjur, nilai-nilai sudah mulai keluar, mau gimana lagi? Yang jelek ya diulang. Aduh, kok kesannya saya terlalu menggampangkan ya? Sebentar, takperbaiki kalimatnya dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Saya selalu yakin hidup saya tidak hanya di kampus. Hidup saya tidak hanya seputar IP dan kegiatan akademis. Saya suka bermain piano, walaupun tidak pandai. Saya suka travelling, walaupun pengalaman travelling saya sama sekali belum seberapa. Saya suka musik-musik Skandinavia. Saya suka bercengkerama dengan teman-teman. Saya suka wisata kuliner. Saya suka belajar menulis kecil-kecilan, walaupun sama sekali amatir. Saya suka membaca buku-buku worth reading. Saya suka belajar bermacam bahasa, walaupun akibatnya saya jadi nggak fokus. Saya suka naik sepeda di sore hari. Saya suka berdiskusi dengan keluarga. Saya suka membaca komik dan nonton film. Saya suka nonton sepaket kartun di pagi dan sore hari. Saya suka duduk di gereja ketika sedih. Intinya adalah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;saya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;kita semua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, punya kehidupan lebih dari ini, lebih dari datang ke kampus untuk kuliah, praktikum, atau ujian. Keyakinan ini membuat saya percaya kalau ketika satu jenis dunia saya sedang runtuh, maka dunia yang lain akan menyokong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Satu lagi, saya percaya kalau kita diberi kesempatan untuk mengulang ujian, maka sebenarnya kita sangat beruntung. Nggak semua orang dikasih kesempatan kedua lho! Kita punya satu kesempatan lagi buat memperbaiki semuanya. Jadi, menurut saya, mengulang ujian itu jangan dijadikan keputusasaan, tapi juga jangan diremehkan. Lagipula, kita nggak ngulang ujian sendirian kok. Entah berapa juta orang lain di belahan dunia lain mungkin juga tengah menghadapi perkara serupa dengan kita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And oh well, dari mengulang, kita pasti bisa mendapat suatu pelajaran yang berharga, apa pun itu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Dek, mahasiswa tuh kalo nggak pernah ngulang, nggak asik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;“-Bapak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;*Post ini cuma buat menghibur diri sih, but at least it works for me :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-4619073388345256264?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/4619073388345256264/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2011/01/second-chance.html#comment-form' title='4 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4619073388345256264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4619073388345256264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2011/01/second-chance.html' title='Second Chance'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8017764401707928282</id><published>2010-10-09T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T18:51:37.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>someday is someday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Rasanya kok miris sekali kalau setiap kali saya melihat atau membaca liputan tentang suatu kota/negara yang menarik, saya cuma bisa bilang,"suatu hari nanti aku mau ke sana!" Suatu hari, ya, suatu hari. Masa depan itu tidak pasti, makanya juga belum tentu saya akan ke sana suatu hari nanti. Entah sudah berapa tempat yang saya beri label must-go-there-someday. Islandia, Yunani, Jerman, Belanda, Swedia, Swiss, Italia, Portugis, Vietnam, India, Suriname, Timor Leste, Toraja, Raja Ampat Papua, Belitong, Afrika, Skotlandia, daerah-daerah Skandinavia, Wina, hassss sisan wae kabeh! Pinginan? Yes, I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setiap mengunjungi satu tempat baru, selain menikmati tempat wisatanya, saya suka mengamati kultur dan orang-orangnya (bahkan kalau bisa sekalian ngobrol dan belajar banyak dari mereka). Saya sudah tinggal di jogja selama 18 tahun, hampir 19 tahun. Melihat satu tempat yang sama, berinteraksi dengan tipe-tipe orang yang sama, melewati rute yang sama setiap hari, kadang saya berpikir untuk hmmm semacam 'melarikan diri'. Makanya, setiap kali saya berada di bandara buat njemput atau nganter orang, saya selalu merasa kepingin beli tiket ke mana aja terus langsung capcus pergi saat itu juga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebenarnya, ada banyak spot di jogja yang belum saya kunjungi juga sih. Mungkin untuk sementara waktu saya bisa muter-muter jogja, mengunjungi yang belum pernah saya kunjungi, sekadar melampiaskan hasrat 'berpetualang' saya. Yah, sekarang gitu dulu aja deh. Saya nggak punya cukup uang buat beli tiket ke Islandia dan tempat-tempat tadi, bahkan kalau seluruh harta saya dijual dan kamar tidur saya saya sewain buat kos-kosan rasanya masih belum cukup. Konsep backpacking? Tetep larang bro. Yoweslah, dadah Islandia. Dadah Yunani. Dadah tempat-tempat-amazing-yang-marai-kepingin. Kapan-kapan saya ke sana. Kapan? Nggak tau juga deh :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8017764401707928282?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8017764401707928282/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/10/someday-is-someday_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8017764401707928282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8017764401707928282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/10/someday-is-someday_09.html' title='someday is someday'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8695824662307623769</id><published>2010-10-07T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T16:32:59.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back, I'm randomized</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My university life feels so... new. Meeting new people, staying at a new place, joining new clubs, learning new materials, these all are my daily stuffs here. Somehow I still feel (very) unfamiliar with these sort of things but I should get used to it soon. My new class here is pretty much different from my class in senior high. IPA 5 was soooooo insane. Everyone, Everything inside it are really eccentric. We had a lot of wild dreams, went crazy all the time (have you ever given a school-librarian to your friend as a birthday gift? Well, we have), talked about disgusting and unusual topic, and so on and so on. But my class here is more calm, more quiet, more... well-organized. They are all really good at studying and answering all the chemistry-questions I've never heard before. I feel so dumb right here. However, recently I start to enjoy being here. I don't really know why. Perhaps it's because I spend my 6 days in a week here, in (almost) the same rooms everyday, meeting the same people and I think I don't really mind with them, with this place. I hope I can stay. I hope you can too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Missing is complicated. It's clouding up my mind sometimes and I can barely handle it. Missing is when you see what he gave to you and you remember how you were really happy to receive it. Missing is when you see pictures of you and your old friends and you wish you could meet them at the moment and stay with them forever. Missing is when your parents said to you,"You have been growing up so much, girl. You were our little daughter who easily got angry when you didn't get what you wanted, but now you're much more mature and sometimes we feel so... old," and you are about to cry. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crush crush crush. I deny it all the time but the more I deny it, the more this person fills up my mind. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sigur Ros is really awesome. Still, me and my two friends wish someday we can go to Iceland and meet them. Please end your very long hiatus, boys. We want your songs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Riding motorcycle is not as hard as I thought, but the road is sometimes very distressing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I look backwards several times, but I try to keep moving forward, open new doors, and be curious, just like what Walt Disney told us. I dream to be sort of scientist so that my project can bring me to travel all around the world, but working at a social organization sounds really fun and it's my passion anyway. I don't know where the future will take me to. I just live my life now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I heart you all, people at my past, present, and my future too. I'll try my best to make you happy because your happiness makes me happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8695824662307623769?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8695824662307623769/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-back-im-randomized.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8695824662307623769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8695824662307623769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-back-im-randomized.html' title='I&apos;m back, I&apos;m randomized'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-4900524661417577096</id><published>2010-04-20T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:15:29.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saya akan berbahagia, kalau kesedihan saya membuat kalian sedih. Karena kebahagiaan kalianlah yang selama ini selalu membuat saya bahagia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-4900524661417577096?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/4900524661417577096/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/04/saya-akan-berbahagia-kalau-kesedihan.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4900524661417577096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4900524661417577096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/04/saya-akan-berbahagia-kalau-kesedihan.html' title=''/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-4554388003103558828</id><published>2010-04-08T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T04:22:06.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning sumthin'/><title type='text'>random random</title><content type='html'>Now I'm right here, inside my room, with no one to talk to. Seems that everyone in this house is busy with their own thoughts; my sisters with their studies and my parents with their patients. I feel a bit lonely but I think I can handle it. I have 5 days off before the school final exam and I tell you: I have no willingness to prepare for it. I just tried to study citizenship and ew, it was boring, to be honest. I couldn't stand for more than three chapters so I quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I tried to find some activities to make me work up some sweat. FYI, I've spent my two days off only by sitting in front of my laptop, surfing on the internet, sleeping, and eating. I don't want to be a walking blob of fat so I tried to do some exercise. But poor me, only-15-minutes-exercise made me so exhausted. Blah, seems that my body hasn't been accustomed enough to sport. Therefore I need to do it more frequently. I wish I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing the 15-minutes-exercise, I tried to make a handicraft. A pop up birthday card, to be exact. But again, I think making handicraft was really not into me. The birthday card was pathetically awful that I am confused to whom I should give it. I don't think even it shapes like a birthday card, it's more like... papers with various pattern sticked into a white sheet of carton. Whoa whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually very curious of sewing, knitting, and cooking. Perhaps tomorrow I will do it.  Cooking might sound fun because I think I'm not so bad at this, but sewing and knitting? I'm not really sure but let's just try. And oh yea, I will rent lots and lots of dvds tomorrow. I plan to ride my bicycle to the nearest dvd rental. Why bicycle? Because I cannot ride a motorcycle, or even drive a car. Blame me blame me -..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So catch y later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-4554388003103558828?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/4554388003103558828/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4554388003103558828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4554388003103558828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-random.html' title='random random'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-474487123407231858</id><published>2010-04-05T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:10:14.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>practical test</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow I'm gonna have a physic and a chemistry practical test. I somehow feel not so well. I feel pain in my throat. I sneeze several times. I feel something inside my neck is getting bigger. What come in mind very firstly are:&lt;br /&gt;1. My spleen is getting swollen&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;2. It's a tumor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I was afraid. In addition, I feel pain every time I touch the swollen-thingy. I was really really scared. I asked my mother and she was not so sure about her diagnose so she suggested me to ask my father. My father said it was just a strained muscle. I hope he's not mistaken phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sneeze*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can barely swallow my saliva sometimes. It's perhaps kind of sore-throat or influenza. My head is a bit dizzy and I still have to search the methods for tomorrow's physic practical test. Some friends told me that it was a terrible test. You have to do it yourself, and yes, without any steps given by the teacher. So we must arrange the steps ourselves. Great. I feel kind of failed in today's biology test and I simply hope tomorrow will be much better. Though my head is a bit spinning and I am hopeless. *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, stop blogging. I shall memorize the steps that I've just found from the internet. Hope it will help much. Wish us luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-474487123407231858?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/474487123407231858/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/04/practical-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/474487123407231858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/474487123407231858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/04/practical-test.html' title='practical test'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-3382661966156154749</id><published>2010-04-01T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:48:47.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>catching up with (2)</title><content type='html'>No,no, I change my mind. Perhaps I will get another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be waiting for it, with much pleasure :)&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/5146374740565196963-3382661966156154749?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/3382661966156154749/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/04/catching-up-with-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/3382661966156154749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/3382661966156154749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/04/catching-up-with-2.html' title='catching up with (2)'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-414015059393185285</id><published>2010-03-31T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T02:18:25.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phew'/><title type='text'>catching up with</title><content type='html'>Staring at your page, every time, It hurts me more and more. In one way, I realize that you're gonna leave soon. In another way, I just want you to stay. I still want to talk to you, to know how smart and wise and mature and kind and patient and honest and fun and reliable and trustworthy and lovable and loyal and great you are. Thinking I may not have another chance, I always regret why I did not talk a lot to you when there was an opportunity to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, my, I give up forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-414015059393185285?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/414015059393185285/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/catching-up-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/414015059393185285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/414015059393185285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/catching-up-with.html' title='catching up with'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-7945029259708835110</id><published>2010-03-29T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:17:11.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><title type='text'>olahraga kyaa</title><content type='html'>Yah, besok ujian praktek olah raga. Semoga dapet nilai belas kasihan *Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya, Tepa, dan Boni. Kami sama-sama tidak bisa olah raga. Apalagi yang namanya VOLI. Waktu ujian voli, semua anak bisa passing bola sampai ke seberang lapangan. Passing kami kalo nggak mencong kiri, kanan, ya tegak lurus. Kami juga nggak bisa senam lantai. Mau guling depan, endingnya malah ndeprok. Mau guling belakang, endingnya malah tiduran. Kalo basket juga kami palingan ikutan lari-lari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah nggak tau deh. Wish us luck. A bunch of luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-7945029259708835110?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/7945029259708835110/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/olahraga-kyaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7945029259708835110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7945029259708835110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/olahraga-kyaa.html' title='olahraga kyaa'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-1804641847371243360</id><published>2010-03-28T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:47:23.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phew'/><title type='text'>little red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Little garden, how do I make your flowers grow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I already do everything that I know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I bring you sunshine and I bring you rain but still you refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the other gardens are so full of flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They're so colouful, yeah, I spend all these hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trying to make you as beautiful as them but still you refrain"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kate Nash - Little Red)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about the garden. It's that one has done anything and struggled one's best but it hasn't worked. yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally understand how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just a matter of time, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-1804641847371243360?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/1804641847371243360/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-red.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1804641847371243360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1804641847371243360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-red.html' title='little red'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-3779520854774914167</id><published>2010-03-28T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T02:37:16.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phew'/><title type='text'>ujian</title><content type='html'>Semacam hari ini saya sudah melakukan semua yang bisa saya lakukan. Sedikit suwung, tapi lebih didominasi perasaan lega. Saya cuma bisa banyak berdoa kali ini, serius. Kali ini saya serahkan semuanya pada Dia yang selalu menguatkan saya dalam masalah apa pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tidak berfirasat, tidak merasakan apa pun. Saat semua orang keluar dari ruang ujian dan membahas apa yang diujikan tadi, saya hanya diam dan berpikir,"oke, sudah selesai. Aku laper." Ketika kakak saya menawari saya untuk mendengarkan kunci jawaban yang tengah dibacakan di radio, saya menolak dan memilih menghabiskan gudeg yang dibelikan ibu untuk saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang semuanya sudah di luar kuasa saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be, will be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-3779520854774914167?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/3779520854774914167/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/ujian.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/3779520854774914167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/3779520854774914167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/ujian.html' title='ujian'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8099653500243991837</id><published>2010-03-15T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T01:17:27.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I Hate Seagulls - Kate Nash</title><content type='html'>Kate Nash, my favourite singer ever, akhirnya mengeluarkan album baru berjudul "My Best Friend Is You". Ini salah satu lagu di album itu, yang juga merupakan lagu kesukaan saya. Liriknya sederhana tapi lugas dan mengena, sangat khas Kate Nash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate seagulls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I hate being sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hate burning my finger on the toaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I hate knits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hate falling over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hate grazing my knee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hate picking off the scab a little bit too early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hate getting toothache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hate when it's a piss take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hate all the mistakes I make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hate rude ignorant bastards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I hate snobbery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hate anyone who if I was serving chips wouldn't talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; With whom I like to spend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Any time I can find with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I like sleeping in your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I like knowing what is going on inside your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I like taking time and I like your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I like when your hand is in mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I like getting drunk on the tunes by the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I like picking strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I like cream teas and I like reading ghost stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And my heart skips a beat every time that we met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been a while and now your smile is almost like a memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But then you're back and I am fine 'cause you're with me and I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I can't find the words to make it sound unique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; But honestly you make me strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't believe I've found someone this kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hope you'll carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause you're so nice and I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Lirik diambil dari &lt;a href="http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858725539/"&gt;sini&lt;/a&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/5146374740565196963-8099653500243991837?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8099653500243991837/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-seagulls-kate-nash.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8099653500243991837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8099653500243991837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-seagulls-kate-nash.html' title='I Hate Seagulls - Kate Nash'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8966198315701311410</id><published>2010-03-12T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T01:41:31.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><title type='text'>Life and Us</title><content type='html'>"Cara kita memperlakukan hidup akan menentukan bagaimana hidup memperlakukan kita. Maka perlakukanlah hidup dengan bijaksana. Dan jangan lupa, hidupmu tidak hanya untuk dirimu sendiri."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu pelajaran berharga yang saya dapat hari ini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8966198315701311410?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8966198315701311410/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-and-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8966198315701311410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8966198315701311410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-and-us.html' title='Life and Us'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-5062021634375870481</id><published>2010-03-08T01:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T01:44:32.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>8 Maret 2010</title><content type='html'>Loh, sudah tanggal segini. Dua minggu lagi ujian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeoke, saya berjuang dulu ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-5062021634375870481?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/5062021634375870481/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/8-maret-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/5062021634375870481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/5062021634375870481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/8-maret-2010.html' title='8 Maret 2010'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-2080211500981742182</id><published>2010-03-06T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:48:13.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><title type='text'>fear inside of me</title><content type='html'>Kepada yth. rasa takut di dalam diriku,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sangat berterimakasih karena kamu ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu tahu, salah satu fungsimu adalah sebagai alarm terhadap bahaya. Kalau aku tidak punya kamu, bisa saja aku bakal nyemplung ke laut tanpa tabung oksigen. Tapi karena kamu ada, syukurlah sampai sekarang hal itu tidak pernah terjadi :)&lt;br /&gt;Yang kedua, tanpa adanya rasa takut, tidak akan timbul keberanian. Aku mau ujian. Karena aku mau ujian, kehadiranmu di dalam pikiranku semakin sering saja. Kadang membuatku begitu mati-matian mengenyahkanmu. Tapi setelah aku merasa tak bisa mengenyahkanmu, maka yang bisa kulakukan satu-satunya adalah belajar mempercayai diriku sendiri, sehingga keberanianku mulai timbul.&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa adanya kamu, aku tidak akan berdoa kepada Tuhan. Ya, aku berdoa salah satunya karena aku takut, aku butuh pegangan. Kalau aku tidak takut, aku mungkin tidak akan pernah berinteraksi secara personal dengan penciptaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika semua orang berusaha mati-matian mengenyahkan rasa takut di dalam diri mereka, aku memutuskan untuk berdamai saja denganmu. Aku tidak mau mengusirmu. Rasa takut adalah hal yang manusiawi menurutku. Jadi, dengan merasa takut, mungkin itu berarti aku masih manusia. Hore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, aku tidak memintamu untuk pergi selamanya dari pikiranku. Kamu boleh tinggal di situ, selama yang kamu mau. Dengan begitu aku akan belajar bagaimana menghandlemu, dan aku rasa dengan menghandle rasa takutku, aku bisa mendapatkan banyak pelajaran yang mungkin akan membantuku menjadi pribadi yang lebih dewasa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan penuh rasa terima kasih,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku, yang saat ini sedang takut, tapi berusaha menghadapinya :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-2080211500981742182?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/2080211500981742182/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/fear-inside-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2080211500981742182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2080211500981742182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/03/fear-inside-of-me.html' title='fear inside of me'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-1628092135478753160</id><published>2010-02-18T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:58:53.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><title type='text'>1 month (or less) to go</title><content type='html'>Satu bulan, ah mungkin kurang, dari sekarang akan menjadi tanggal yang penting buat saya dan ribuan anak kelas 3 sma yang lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 Maret - UAN&lt;br /&gt;28 Maret - UM UGM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seringkali saya merasa,"ah mbok gek ndang rampung. Gek ndang keterima gek ndang ra sinau." Tapi yah, itu sebuah pemikiran yang salah tentunya. Proses belajar berlangsung seumur hidup. Manusia tidak boleh berhenti belajar, atau hidupnya akan statis. Itu pendapat saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mengincar sebuah fakultas yang, yah, passing gradenya lumayan bikin mabok. Dan saya ingat kata-kata kakak saya," Dik, kalo kamu berhasil diterima di situ, itu baru awal dari segalanya. Masih ada perjuangan yang lebih berat lagi yang menunggumu di sana." Cegluk. Saya sedikit terkejut, tapi tidak keder. Hei, inilah hidup yang saya inginkan : melakukan apa yang saya sukai. Dan yang saya sukai adalah bekerja keras dan menjadi berguna untuk orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi pertama-tama, saya harus diterima di situ dulu kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohon doa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-1628092135478753160?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/1628092135478753160/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/1-month-or-less-to-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1628092135478753160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1628092135478753160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/1-month-or-less-to-go.html' title='1 month (or less) to go'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-7947280939298915015</id><published>2010-02-18T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:12:05.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opini'/><title type='text'>life and choice</title><content type='html'>Kata orang, hidup itu pilihan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata saya, hidup itu seperti soal bahasa Indonesia UAN : pilihannya ABCDE mirip semua , dan tidak ada yang benar-benar tepat -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-7947280939298915015?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/7947280939298915015/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-and-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7947280939298915015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7947280939298915015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-and-choice.html' title='life and choice'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-1224731989425303316</id><published>2010-02-13T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T03:01:12.480-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>frsts</title><content type='html'>Akhir-akhir ini mimpi saya sering aneh-aneh, dan biasanya mimpi-mimpi aneh tersebut bikin saya bangun tengah malam. Bahkan kadang saat bangun saya merasakan mata saya sembab, karena ternyata tanpa saya sadari saya menangis dalam tidur. Yang paling parah hari ini. Bangun tidur saya langsung merasa perut mules sekali. Saya pun terpaksa ndodok di kamar mandi karenanya. Hal ini dan hal itu, semua campur aduk, membuat saya merasa bingung. Ditambah lagi, saya merasa lebih sensitif dari sebelumnya. Ngekngok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf saya nulis nggak penting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-1224731989425303316?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/1224731989425303316/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/02/frsts.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1224731989425303316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1224731989425303316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/02/frsts.html' title='frsts'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-3268722189953843185</id><published>2010-02-11T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T03:36:33.091-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>What If - Mocca</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if I give you my smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you gonna stay for a while?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if I put you in my dreams tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you gonna stay until it's bright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What if I give you my story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you gonna listen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;yes I think you will, anda kan baek, terlalu baek malahan -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if I give you my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are we never gonna be apart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on baby try harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on baby light my fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on baby be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you're the one I wanted to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if I do ignore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will you just walk away and cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What if I did disappoint you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you gonna say goodbye?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if I try to catch a flying snitch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you gonna come with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if I give you my song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are we gonna sing along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What if you leave me right here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm right here and waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasudahlah, anda mau pergi kan? Nggak papa deh, nggak saya cegah kok. Tapi tolong, sekembalinya dari sana, jadilah sosok yang lebih baik (walaupun sebelumnya anda juga sudah baik sih). Semakin baik anda, semakin termotivasilah saya. Tolong, tolong, jangan sia-siakan setahun yang berharga itu ya. Semoga saya pun bisa berkarya dengan baik, tidak kalah hebat dari anda :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-3268722189953843185?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/3268722189953843185/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-if-mocca.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/3268722189953843185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/3268722189953843185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-if-mocca.html' title='What If - Mocca'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-6538834740097404985</id><published>2010-02-06T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:57:50.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><title type='text'>hey you</title><content type='html'>Bisa dibilang saya beruntung, menemukan motivasi ketika semangat saya sedang seret-seretnya. Ah, tidakkah anda tau anda hebat? Terlalu hebat untuk saya jangkau. Ibaratnya saya baru mengikat tali sepatu untuk lari, anda sudah leyeh-leyeh di garis finish. Bukan finish juga sih, karena saya yakin anda masih bisa menjadi lebih lebih lebih lebih lebih hebat dari sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tunggu, tali sepatu saya sudah kepasang kok. Saya lagi mulai lari nih sekarang, menuju ke tingkat di mana anda berada. Tungguin saya ya. Eh, tapi anda boleh melanjutkan lari anda kok. Teruslah berkembang, supaya saya bisa terus mempunyai motivasi untuk menjadi lebih baik dari sekarang. Terima kasih karena muncul di saat yang tepat :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-6538834740097404985?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/6538834740097404985/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/02/ready-steady-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6538834740097404985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6538834740097404985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/02/ready-steady-go.html' title='hey you'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-6123075723484517308</id><published>2010-02-01T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T02:04:35.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobi'/><title type='text'>Masa kecil saya</title><content type='html'>Gara-gara dengerin cerita ibuku tentang masa kecil beliau, saya jadi tertarik nulis cerita masa kecil saya nih, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu kecil, saya sekolah di sebuah tk kelurahan. TK nya spp-nya murah banget, lima ribu rupiah sebulan apa ya kalo gak salah. Seangkatan hanya ada empat kelas. TK saya deket banget sama sawah dan padang rumput kecil, dan di sanalah saya biasa maen bareng temen-temen saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mengalami masa TK selama 2,5 tahun, padahal umumnya harusnya 2 tahun. Kenapa 2,5 tahun? Itu karena saya kecepetan masuk TK. Jadi ceritanya, waktu itu usia saya masih kurang buat masuk TK, jadinya ibuk saya memutuskan untuk masukin saya ke TK setengah tahun kemudian, biar umur saya udah pas. Tapi saya bosen di rumah terus. Ditambah lagi temen-temen saya sudah pada mulai masuk sekolah. Ada sih satu temen main saya yang juga belum sekolah. Tapi dia ngganyik. Kalo saya ajak maen, dia pasti menolak dengan alasan mau belajar (yang mana setelah saya besar, saya baru tau kalo aktivitas belajar yang dia maksud adalah nonton Scooby Doo di Cartoon Network). Tapikan Mentari kecil percaya-percaya aja orang bilang apa, jadinya saya bertekad kalo saya nggak mau kalah! Kalo dia home-schooling, maka saya harus sekolah beneran! Jadinya, dengan memakai seragam TK bekas kakak saya yang paling tua, saya minta dianterin sama pegawainya ayah saya ke TK. Sampe di sana, saya langsung menghadap kepala sekolahnya dan berkata,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Bu, aku mau sekolah di sini. Boleh kan bu? Aku dah bawa buku, spidol, sama pulas sendiri kok!"&lt;/span&gt; Semangkean beneeeer. Untung kepala sekolah TK tersebut sudah kenal orang tua saya, jadinya saya boleh sekolah di sana sebagai murid tidak resmi selama setengah tahun, lalu pas umur saya sudah cukup, saya didaftarkan sebagai murid resmi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semenjak TK (sampe sekarang sih) saya suka banget sama hewan. Saya masih ingat dengan jelas, suatu hari ibu saya memberi saya uang untuk membayar SPP. Ibu saya sudah menjelaskan dengan cermat, "Dik, ini uangnya jangan dijajanin apa-apa ya. Ini buat bayar sekolahnya Adek." Tapi apadaya, dalam perjalanan pulang, saya lihat ada orang jualan burung perkutut di deket TK saya. Saya deketin gerobak si tukang tersebut dan saya pandang lekat-lekat burung-burung yang ia jual. Tanpa pikir panjang, saya rogoh uang SPP yang diberikan ibu dan saya belanjakan burung perkutut. Sampai di rumah, saya berteriak dengan senang dan tanpa dosa,"AKU BELI BURUNG LHO!" Saat itu, ibu saya secara naluriah langsung tahu bahwa uang SPP saya sudah saya alokasikan untuk membeli hewan piaraan. Saya dimarahin sama ibu, tapi waktu itu saya nggak merasa salah sama sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burung perkutut itu lucu sekali. Masih kecil, warnanya soklat. Saya nggak punya duit buat ngasih dia makan, padahal ibu saya nggak mau ngasih saya duit buat beliin makanannya. Wajar sih, mengingat saya sudah membelanjakan uang SPP dengan semena-mena. Lalu, sebuah ide cemerlang melintas di otak saya. Dengan sepeda roda tiga wim cycle (heeboh), saya ngepit ke sawah yang tidak jauh dari rumah saya. Di sana saya mencoba mencabut dua batang padi yang sudah masak dan siap dipanen. Tapikan yang namanya nyabut batang padi itu berat, jadi sebelum sempet saya cabut, saya ketauan sama petaninya. Petaninya marah-marah dan mau ndatengin saya. Tanpa pikir panjang, saya ngerontokin biji-biji padinya dan saya pungutin sebisa saya, lalu saya kabur naik sepeda, mencoba tidak mempedulikan pak tani yang misuh-misuhi saya dari kejauhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang sekali hanya dalam waktu seminggu, burung perkutut saya sudah ilang. Garagaranya pas saya mau ngasih makan dia, saya lupa nutup kandangnya. Saya nangis berhari-hari, tapi setelah itu langsung lupa. Wolha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain kasus burung perkutut, ada banyak kasus lain yang melibatkan saya dengan hewan piaraan dan uang SPP. Salah satunya waktu saya pertama kali masuk kelas 1 SD. Saya masih nggumun dengan euphoria masuk SD : Dapet uang saku &amp;amp; banyaknya jenis jajanan yang belum pernah saya lihat sebelumnya di TK. Kebetulan salah satu barang yang dijual di SD saya adalah keong sawah. Saya naksir berat sama keong itu. Harganya seribu, tapi uang saku saya cuman 300 rupiah. Maka, pas pegawainya ayah saya njemput saya, saya bilang sama beliau,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Pak, aku pengen beli keong e. Tapi mahal, seribu. Aku ngutang dulu ya. Nanti minta diganti ibu aja."&lt;/span&gt; Karena beliau sangat baik hati, terus saya dipinjemin uang deh hehe. Tapi keong sawah saya mati mengenaskan beberapa bulan kemudian karena dimakan sama kura-kura saya. Ihik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasus yang kedua adalah ketika westlife sedang ngetren-ngetrennya di segala kalangan. Saya terinduksi oleh kedua kakak saya yang merupakan penggemar berat westlife pada saat itu. Waktu perjalanan pulang saya liat ada mbok-mbok mainan jualan poster westlife, harganya dua ribu. Karena nggak ada duit, saya terpaksa (lagi-lagi) mengalokasikan uang SPP saya buat beli poster westlife, nggak tanggung-tanggung, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 biji&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai sekarang, saya kadang-kadang masih suka ketawa kalau mengingat hal-hal yang terjadi di masa kecil saya. Betapa dulu saya sangat egois tapi gampang diboongin. Untungnya hal ini tidak berlangsung sampai saya besar, hehe. Setidaknya, sekarang saya udah nggak pernah pake uang SPP buat beli hewan piaraan lagi :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-6123075723484517308?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/6123075723484517308/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/02/masa-kecil-saya.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6123075723484517308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6123075723484517308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/02/masa-kecil-saya.html' title='Masa kecil saya'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8465107550935210763</id><published>2010-01-30T02:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T02:42:03.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>crazy little thing</title><content type='html'>Saya lagi bingung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okelah, ini adalah satu hal yang dialami semua orang di dunia. Kalo anda nggak mengalami ini, mungkin anda bakalan suwung. Masalahnya, hal ini datang di saat yang kurang tepat. Kurang dari tiga bulan lagi saya bakalan ujian dan seharusnya sekarang saya nggak perlu ngurusin hal kayak gini. Tapi mau gimana lagi? It comes naturally, yet unpredictably. Di satu sisi saya bersyukur bisa merasakan ini, karena bisa jadi hiburan di tengah stresnya menghadapi ujian. Tapi saya takut, kalo-kalo hal ini mulai mengambil sedikit demi sedikit porsi pikiran saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel it this time, and it's something that I can't fake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8465107550935210763?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8465107550935210763/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/okelah-kalau-begitu.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8465107550935210763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8465107550935210763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/okelah-kalau-begitu.html' title='crazy little thing'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-6428289386572944029</id><published>2010-01-25T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T03:44:30.525-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><title type='text'>Selingan</title><content type='html'>Tiba-tiba, waktu pelajaran matematika, Arin bertanya pada saya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mentari, kamu kalau sudah dewasa nanti, mau jadi bonek nggak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena sejujurnya saya nggak tau artinya bonek itu apa, saya jawab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Nggak tau deh, kalo kamu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa saya sadari , dua baris kursi di depan saya mendengar pembicaraan kami dan ngakak. Dan setelah saya tau artinya bonek, saya juga ikut tertawa. Malu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-6428289386572944029?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/6428289386572944029/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/ihik-sotoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6428289386572944029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6428289386572944029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/ihik-sotoy.html' title='Selingan'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8608819458314709768</id><published>2010-01-21T03:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T03:11:08.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>aha</title><content type='html'>So she said to me , "Mentari, don't be selfish!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, thank you. However, could you please say it to yourself first before telling me so? You're panic, i know, but it's no reason for you to be self-centered, dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8608819458314709768?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8608819458314709768/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-she-said-to-me-mentari-dont-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8608819458314709768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8608819458314709768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-she-said-to-me-mentari-dont-be.html' title='aha'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-9005452408938447652</id><published>2010-01-20T00:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:35:45.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>Okelah, dalam hidup kita pasti bertemu bermacam-macam orang, dari yang baik dan menyenangkan sampai yang njelei. Terkadang orang menjadi njelei tanpa ia sadari. Terkadang orang berkata sakpenake tanpa mengira kalau kata-katanya bikin kita pengen mbalang mereka dengan benda-benda di sekitar kita. Tapi jangan lupa, terkadang pun kita berbuat demikian tanpa kita sadari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendendam itu mudah dan menyenangkan, tapi tidak baik. Memaafkan itu sulit dan belum tentu membuat jera yang dimaafkan, tapi baik, dan akan menyenangkan pada akhirnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali saya ingin mendendam pada seseorang, saya selalu ingat,"Oh ya, Tuhan pun pasti capek lihat saya berbuat dosa terus. Pasti Beliau makan ati, tapi Beliau selalu memaafkan saya, bahkan menunjukkan saya jalan untuk menjadi lebih baik." Setelah itu biasanya saya jadi malu dan mencoba untuk memaafkan orang tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kali ini pun saya akan mencoba memaafkan dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-9005452408938447652?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/9005452408938447652/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/forgiveness.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/9005452408938447652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/9005452408938447652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-7914405433402047049</id><published>2010-01-14T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:46:07.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ngapain diurusin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>in competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why are you in competition with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're not the same, you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it's ok&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Joe Lean and The Jing Jang Jong - In Competition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see? I'm not taking the same way as yours. So why are you in competition with me?&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/5146374740565196963-7914405433402047049?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/7914405433402047049/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-competition.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7914405433402047049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7914405433402047049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-competition.html' title='in competition'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-9065680615468950160</id><published>2010-01-01T21:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:19:51.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>I see you</title><content type='html'>Ini soundtracknya Avatar. Yang nyanyi Leona Lewis. Overtune di mana-mana. Bagus sekali. Mbikin saya jadi pengen jalan-jalan di hutan Pandora, which is creepy but pretty in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking through a dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My light in darkness breathing hope of new life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I live through you and you through me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enchanted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray in my heart that this dream never ends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see me through your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Living through life flying high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your life shines the way into paradise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I offer my life as a sacrifice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I live through your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You teach me how to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that’s beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My senses touch your word I never pictured &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I give my hope to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I surrender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray in my heart that this world never ends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see me through your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Living through life flying high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love shines the way into paradise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I offer my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I offer my love, for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When my heart was never open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and my spirit never free) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the world that you have shown me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But my eyes could not division &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the colors of love and of life ever more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evermore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I see me through your eyes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see me through your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Living through life flying high) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flying high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love shines the way into paradise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I offer my life as a sacrifice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And live through your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And live through your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-9065680615468950160?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/9065680615468950160/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-see-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/9065680615468950160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/9065680615468950160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-see-you.html' title='I see you'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-1973167494391969653</id><published>2009-12-31T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:03:49.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Snow white</title><content type='html'>Oke, film Snow White aka Putri Salju (menurut saya og terjemahannya kurang tepat ya. Snow = salju. White = putih... ah lanjut!) pasti tidak asing lagi di telinga kita. Cerita tentang seorang putri yang keselek apel beracun terus bangun setelah dicium pangeran. Agak kurang make sense ya, tapi namanya juga fairytale gituloh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahnah, kemaren waktu saya ke supermarket, saya nemuin vcd kartunnya Snow White tapi yang versi udah dibagusin. Saya penasaran seperti apa, jadi saya beli. Ternyata ya sama aja, cuma kata kakak saya yang ini warnanya udah ditajemin. Katanya yang versi dulu warnanya butek. Karena sudah terlanjur dibeli, sayapun nonton film tersebut. Oke, waktu saya kecil, saya sangat terpesona dengan ceritanya. Tapi setelah saya berumur 17 tahun, ada banyak hal yang terlintas di kepala saya setelah menonton ulang kartun Snow white ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kenapa si snow white itu dikit-dikit nyanyi? Okelah suaranya bagus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kenapa waktu dia keselek apel beracun, dia langsung sadar garagara dicium?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan my biggest question is... kenapa dia langsung mau nikah sama orang yang nggak dikenal ya? Notabene dia baru liat si pangeran waktu dia sadar dari sekarat. Okelah fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Ya mungkin inilah perbedaan imajinasi anak di usia remaja dan usia anak-anak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betewe, sekitar satu tahun yang lalu, saya nggak sengaja nonton sebuah film di salah satu stasiun tivi. Malem malem itu, jam 9an kalo nggak salah. Judulnya SNOW WHITE : A TALE OF TERROR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Szx0ZdManTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/C29u3FVw5vc/s1600-h/MV5BMTU3MzI3MjAzOF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMTk5OTgxMQ%40%40._V1._SX280_SY400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Szx0ZdManTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/C29u3FVw5vc/s320/MV5BMTU3MzI3MjAzOF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMTk5OTgxMQ%40%40._V1._SX280_SY400_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421336032129490226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture from &lt;a href="imdb.com"&gt;imdb.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu saya berpikir, halah film putri salju versi orang toh. Kok ditayanginnya malem banget, jam 9? Jam segini anak sd kan udah tidur? Dan ternyataaaaaaaa film itu memang tidak ditujukan untuk anak kecil. Ratingnya dewasa. What? Putri Salju ratingnya dewasa? Kenapa dewasakah? Karena ada adegan ciumannya kah? Kalo gitu yang versi kartun juga harusnya dirate dewasa dong wong dengan jelas memperlihatkan adegan ciuman tanpa disensor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata, bukan karena adegan ciumannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata, film ini adalah cerita Putri Salju yang dibikin versi THRILLER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yap, thriller saudara-saudara. Saya shock berat waktu nonton film ini. Ceritanya agak berbeda dari kartunnya. Kalo Snow white yang kartun kan dia jadian sama pangerannya. Kalo di film ini pangerannya malah agak jahat, terus dia jadian sama salah satu "dwarf"-nya. Bukan dwarf juga sih. Kalo di film ini, ceritanya dia numpangnya bukan di rumah kurcaci tapi di sekawanan perampok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya juga shock karena segala adegan digambarkan dengan darah muncrat-muncrat. Misalnya, kan ada tuh pemburu yang ditugasin mbunuh Snow White tapi terus dia nggak tega terus dia sebagai gantinya mbunuh rusa. Nah pas mbunuh rusa itu, Ya Tuhan, sadis sekali. Pisaunya dihujamkan berkali-kali sampai darahnya monjrot-monjrot. Ibu tirinya snow white juga psycho abis . Kan di film ini ceritanya bapaknya snow white masih hidup to, terus ibunya ini nyiksa bapaknya dengan cara dicambukin sampe berdarah-darah, digantung kebalik, dan cara-cara sadis lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya shock. Ini pertama kalinya saya ketakutan setengah modar nonton Putri Salju. Saya benerbener nggak bisa tidur habis itu. Bahkan selama beberapa waktu saya parno dengan kata Snow White dan Putri Salju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya bagi anda para penggemar thriller mungkin film Snow White : A tale of terror ini nggak terlalu nyeremin ya. Emang sih kalo dibandingin Hannibal Rising atau Silence of The Lamb, film ini nggak ada apa-apanya. Tapi saya nggak suka thriller bro. Buat saya yang namanya ngeri tetap ngeri. Once is enough, intinya saya nggak mau nonton film creepy itu lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya nonton versi kartunnya ajalah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-1973167494391969653?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/1973167494391969653/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-white.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1973167494391969653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1973167494391969653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-white.html' title='Snow white'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Szx0ZdManTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/C29u3FVw5vc/s72-c/MV5BMTU3MzI3MjAzOF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMTk5OTgxMQ%40%40._V1._SX280_SY400_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-378736020147482603</id><published>2009-12-24T10:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:06:23.112-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>3 hari seperti selamanya</title><content type='html'>Kalau boleh jujur, saya kurang menyukai natal tahun ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, perkenalkan saudara-saudara saya. Mereka adalah tipikal remaja jaman sekarang yang gaul dan oke. Saya? Berjiwa remaja saja tidak. Dulu waktu kecil kami sangat dekat tapi as I grow up, things become completely different to me. Selera kami sangat berbeda dalam berbagai hal : pembicaraan, lelucon, kegiatan, dan sebagainya. Mereka tidak akan tertawa karena millenium mambo, atau beat boxing dangdut koplo, atau lagu tulilut roti swiss. Sebaliknya, sayapun jujur saja agak lelah memaksakan diri untuk tertawa pada hal-hal yang buat saya kadang tidak terlalu lucu. Oke, sebut saja saya tidak pandai bergaul dan sebagainya. Saya merasa semakin terpisah, dan mereka bersenang2 sendiri dalam dunia mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau boleh jujur lagi, saat ini saya agak sangat merindukan teman-teman di sekolah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-378736020147482603?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/378736020147482603/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-hari-seperti-selamanya.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/378736020147482603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/378736020147482603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-hari-seperti-selamanya.html' title='3 hari seperti selamanya'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-2728653993187734352</id><published>2009-12-04T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:50:40.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>atit peyut</title><content type='html'>Jadi, kemaren saya pulang sekolah jam 10 pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seharusnya sekolah pulangnya jam 2 siang, tapi pas mau istirahat pertama perut saya mendadak kruwel kruwel. Ugh, ini pasti tanda-tanda penyakit musiman ipa lima. Terus saya dianterin Boni nyari kamar mandi. Kamar mandi uks under construction -_- njuk minta obat mencret, habis. Boni menyarankan saya ke kamar mandi wanita tapi saya merasa kurang pewe di situ. Yaudahlah akhirnya saya mutusin buat pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilpun ibuk, buk aku dijemput. Si ibuk nggak bisa soalnya masih ada banyak pekerjaan. Akhirnya saya pulang dengan sobat lama saya, TAKSI ! Saya langsung menelepon sebuah perusahaan taksi langganan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taksi (T)&lt;/span&gt; : (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tulilulilulilut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) "Halo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya (S)&lt;/span&gt; : "Pak, pesen taksi ke sma 3 ya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; : "Sma 3 mana mbak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; : "3 jogja paak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; : "Sma 3 jogja tu mana ya pak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; : (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perut mulai kruwel-kruwel lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) "Itu paaaak, deket kridosono..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; : "Oyayaya, sebentar ya mbak"&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nunggu lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; : "Mbak, taksinya lagi penuh semua"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TELO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya saya memutuskan untuk keluar halaman sekolah dan mencegat taksi. Semua taksi pada penuh. Saya mulai hopeless dan merasa sedikit limbung karena perut yang terus menerus tambah nyeri. Lalu, tiba-tiba muncullah sebuah taksi kosong. Tanpa pikir panjang saya langsung ngawe-awe mencegat taksi tersebut. Lalu saya naek ke taksi dan langsung menyebutkan alamat rumah saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duduk santai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba saya berpikir, ini taksinya merek apa ya? Saya lihat di dashboardnya dan terkejut. Kenapa terkejut? Ya, karena saya pernah mengalami kejadian kurang menyenangkan dengan taksi dari perusahaan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agak flashback ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, dulu waktu kelas 1 sma, saya pernah mau pulang pake taksi garagara nggak ada yang njemput. Saya telepon semua perusahaan taksi yang saya tau, semuanya penuh. Sedikit hopeless, saya menunggu taksi di seberang jalan. Lalu ada taksi kosong dan saya ngawe-awe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kronologi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taksi berhenti, sopirnya mbukain pintu depan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Batinku, kok baek banget, biasanya supirnya nggak pernah mbukain pintu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Duduk di kursi depan, lalu menyebutkan alamat rumah saya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Ya mbak" kata bapak supirnya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jalan sekitar 500 meter sampe mirota kampus, si bapak tiba-tiba tanya," Mbak, mbaknya lagi keburu nggak?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Nggak pak, kenapa?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Kalo saya nganter tamu yang di belakang ke jalan kaliurang kilometer 12 dulu gimana?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nengok belakang, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LHOH KOK ADA ORANG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Loh gimana to pak? Yaudah saya turun di sini aja"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Ya mbak, sepuluh ribu aja kalo gitu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya sejak saat itu saya sangat memusuhi taksi merk tersebut. Tapi siapa sangka, kali ini taksi itulah yang menyelamatkan saya ketika perut saya mules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BapakTaksi (BT)&lt;/span&gt; : "Lho mbak, masih jam 10 kok dah pulang?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya (S)&lt;/span&gt; : "Iya pak, sakit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BT&lt;/span&gt; : "Wooo, meriang ya mbak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; : "Mencret pak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BT&lt;/span&gt; : "HAH? MENCRET? Oke mbak, saya akan ngebut!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pas sekali saya bisa sampai di rumah dengan cepat dan sentausa. Terimakasih bapak supir taksi yang sangat baik hati :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-2728653993187734352?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/2728653993187734352/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/12/atit-peyut.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2728653993187734352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2728653993187734352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/12/atit-peyut.html' title='atit peyut'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-7793188847145650968</id><published>2009-12-03T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:24:16.097-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>John Mayer - Who Says</title><content type='html'>Saya sedang sangat-sangat-sangat ketagihan ndengerin lagu ini. Melodinya agak datar tapi akor-akornya baguuuuus :) Saya memang suka lagu yang banyak memakai akor 2 mayor dan lagu ini cukup banyak menyisipkan akor 2 mayor haha. Di bagian awal cuma diiringi gitar tapi di bagian akhirnya ada sedikit denting-denting piano yang membumbui lagu ini sehingga semakin enak didengar. John Mayer, walopun anda playboy kembang, saya mengakui anda musisi yang oke punya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turn off the lights and the telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and my house alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says I can’t be free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From all of the things that I used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Re-write my history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says I can’t be free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s been a long night in New York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s been a long night in Baton Rouge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t remember you looking any better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But then again I don’t remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Call up a girl that I used to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fake love for an hour or so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says I can’t take time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meet all the girls on the county line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then wait on fate to send a sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says I can’t take time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s been a long night in New York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s been a long night in Austin too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t remember you looking any better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But then again I don’t remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plan a trip to Japan alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doesn’t matter if I even go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s been a long night in New York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s been a long time since 20 too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t remember you looking any better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But then again I don’t remember you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-7793188847145650968?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/7793188847145650968/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/12/john-mayer-who-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7793188847145650968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7793188847145650968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/12/john-mayer-who-says.html' title='John Mayer - Who Says'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-1757316499073633242</id><published>2009-11-24T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T04:44:18.979-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>sakit gigi dan pepaya</title><content type='html'>Dua hari yang lalu, saya ke dokter gigi buat kontrol. Setelah itu, kawat gigi saya diganti, katanya dengan yang lebih tebal kawatnya. Ya Tuhan, pasti sakit. Dan ya, memang sakit. Gigi saya masih linu-linu sampai sekarang. Hari Senin kemaren malah saya jadi emosian dan betean gara-gara giginya senut-senut. Dan ohya, saya kembali jadi hanya bisa makan yang empuk-empuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ohya, makan siang saya kemaren adalah pepaya. A PLATE FULL OF PAPAYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SwvUbuDmYTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OWM1seoJ19E/s1600/eep%213915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SwvUbuDmYTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OWM1seoJ19E/s320/eep%213915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407649350273098034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pepaya, sahabatku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Beberapa hal yang saya suka dari pepaya :&lt;br /&gt;1. empuk dan manis, cocok untuk penderita gigi linu akibat behel&lt;br /&gt;2. bikin boker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada seorang teman saya yang sangat tidak suka sama pepaya. Waktu dia ulang tahun, kami memberi dia cake berupa pepaya ditancepin lilin. Dia teriak nggerung-nggerung. Akhirnya pepayanya malah saya yang makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang salah dengan pepaya? Pepaya itu enak dan sehat.&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/5146374740565196963-1757316499073633242?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/1757316499073633242/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/11/sakit-gigi-dan-pepaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1757316499073633242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1757316499073633242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/11/sakit-gigi-dan-pepaya.html' title='sakit gigi dan pepaya'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SwvUbuDmYTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OWM1seoJ19E/s72-c/eep%213915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-4096534039110730255</id><published>2009-11-14T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:23:27.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ache'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gCzviN3qhw/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gCzviN3qhw/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=gCzviN3qhw" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=gCzviN3qhw" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=gCzviN3qhw" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=gCzviN3qhw" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/gCzviN3qhw/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/4lW6I2M/music/ahoHq45P/sigur-ros-ara-batur/"&gt;Ara Batur - Sigur Ros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendengarkan "Ara Batur" dari Sigur Ros saat ini ... dan melihat kenyataan yang ada membuat saya ingin menangis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you, forever :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-4096534039110730255?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/4096534039110730255/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/11/mendengarkan-ara-batur-dari-sigur-ros.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4096534039110730255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4096534039110730255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/11/mendengarkan-ara-batur-dari-sigur-ros.html' title=''/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-2580014414915406697</id><published>2009-11-10T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:46:49.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mbuh'/><title type='text'>tamat</title><content type='html'>Ini sudah tamat. Tapi saya yang menamatkan, bukan kamu. Kamu mungkin berpikir masih bisa ada kelanjutannya, tapi saya sudah ogah. Saya kenyang dengan keblawuranmu. Fotomu blawur, perilakumu blawur, atensimu blawur. Semua-semuamu blawur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-2580014414915406697?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/2580014414915406697/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/11/tamat.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2580014414915406697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2580014414915406697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/11/tamat.html' title='tamat'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-6271376006103771560</id><published>2009-11-09T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T01:33:06.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><title type='text'>Diare dan dangdut koplo</title><content type='html'>Pertama-tama, kenapa ya anak kelas 3 sma harus belajar terus all the time padahal notabene kelas 3 adalah tahun terakhir di sma, tahun terakhir kami dicap remaja, mungkin? Intinya, we're supposed to be having fun, going mad, instead of studying all the time. Saya kadang sedikit merinding kalo pas istirahat hampir semua teman saya mbukak buku dan belajar padahal waktu kelas dua kami semua pulangan (kecuali Arin tentunya, sampe sekarang dia masih pulangan). Saya pernah diskusi hal semacam ini dengan teman saya dan kami sepakat seharusnya tahun ketiga di sma itu buat have fun dan menyelesaikan materi lalu ada tahun keempat yang fungsinya buat persiapan masuk perguruan tinggi, latihan-latihan soal. Ya gitudeh pokoknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Sabtu kemaren saya bangun jam 2 pagi. Buat belajar? Salaaah. Perut saya tiba-tiba melilit lalu berbunyi kruk-kruk sangat keras dan saya ndodok di kamar mandi cukup lama. Rupa-rupanya saya terkena penyakit musiman ipa lima: mencret. Paginya saya sedikit lemas dan berniat tidak masuk sekolah tapi karena ada praktikum (yang nggak dateng praktikum harus nyusul dan biasanya ngambil susulannya pas istirahat) jadilah saya teteup masuk sekolah. Di sekolah saya hanya bisa memasang tampang pucat memelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata hari itu pulang gasik, jam 1. Saya kira saya bisa segera pulang dan istirahat di rumah. Ternyata sepupu saya ngajak karaokean dan keliling jogja. Nyampe rumahnya dah jam setengah delapanan. Saya sudah tepar dan niat untuk belajar pergi entah ke mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai hari ini, saya masih agak diare rupanya, mohon doa ya semuanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, kenapa di kelas saya musik semacam dangdut koplo sedang ngetren ya? Ya memang sih penggagasnya adalah saudari Tepa dan Ifada. Mereka berbakat sekali beat boxing dangdut koplo. Bukan beat boxing hip-hop lho. Kan kalo beat boxing hip hop tu yang mulutnya mengeluarkan suara semacam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bokbokbokwhatsupyo&lt;/span&gt; tapi kalo ini beat boxingnya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teng teng teng teroreng teroreroreng eow dung dung tak eo&lt;/span&gt;w &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dung dung tak serrrrrr&lt;/span&gt; ya semacam itulah (maaf kalau deskripsi saya tidak memahamkan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya jadi ingat dulu waktu kecil saya semacam mengagumi aliran musik dangdut koplo ini. Jadinya saya dan beberapa orang teman esde dan teman masa kecil sangat mengagumi inul dan lagu-lagu dangdut seperti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"dia tidak cantik maak, dia tidak jelek maak, yang sedang-sedang sajaaa, yang penting dia setiaaa....."&lt;/span&gt; tapi yang versi remixan. Betapa kami mengagumi artis yang namanya Alam dan Vetty Vera. Intinya , musik semacam ini pernah eksis di masa kehidupan saya. Tapi kok sekarang kayaknya jarang ya musik-musik kayak ginian. Setau saya biasanya mereka ngeremix lagu pop kayak lagu2nya ST 12, Gita Gutawa, Derby Romero, Letto, dan sebagainya. Pokoknya lagu-lagu yang lagi ngetren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, sampai di sini dulu ya. Maaf kalo postingannya anti klimaks :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-6271376006103771560?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/6271376006103771560/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/11/diare-dan-dangdut-koplo.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6271376006103771560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6271376006103771560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/11/diare-dan-dangdut-koplo.html' title='Diare dan dangdut koplo'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8826232352988612894</id><published>2009-10-28T03:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T03:47:07.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Bruises</title><content type='html'>This is the lyric of Chairlift's "Bruises". I like this part anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I tried to do handstands for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I tried to do headstands for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everytime I fell on you, yeah, everytime I fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I tried to do handstands for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But everytime I fell for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm permanently black and blue, permanently blue for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed some frozen strawberries so I could ice your bruising knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But frozen things they all unfreeze and now I taste like.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All those frozen strawberries I used to chill your bruising knees, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hot July ain't good to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm pink and black and blue for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I got bruises on my knees for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And grass stains on my knees for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Got holes in my new jeans for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Got pink and black and blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think the song tells about a girl who wanted to do something for her beloved to make him proud but she failed. However, his boyfriend still loved her whoever she was, whatever she did, and even encouraged her not to stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very sweet, in a way :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8826232352988612894?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8826232352988612894/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/bruises.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8826232352988612894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8826232352988612894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/bruises.html' title='Bruises'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-1210057486195482375</id><published>2009-10-22T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:43:09.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><title type='text'>Kuemu kueku</title><content type='html'>Saya dapat cerita ini dari buku "Si Cacing dan Kotoran Kesayangannya" karangan Ajahn Brahm. Salah satu buku spiritualitas paling menarik yang pernah saya baca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada dua perempuan. Mereka mau membuat kue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perempuan pertama memiliki bahan-bahan yang kualitasnya buruk. Tepung terigu berjamur, gula dengan noda-noda coklat, mentega yang mulai masam dan kaya akan kolesterol, serta kismis yang sudah berhari-hari tidak dikonsumsi sehingga menjadi sekeras batu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perempuan kedua memiliki bahan-bahan berkualitas terbaik. Tepung terigu murni hasil tanaman organik, mentega bebas kolesterol, gula pasir kualitas baik dan kismis yang masih segar dari kebunnya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana yang menghasilkan kue lebih enak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama ini kita sering berpikir kalau bahan baku sangat menentukan segalanya. Tapi di luar itu, ada yang lebih dari sekedar tepung terigu, mentega, gula pasir, dan kismis kualitas terbaik. Bisa saja perempuan yang pertama membuat kue yang jauh lebih enak dari perempuan kedua bila ia dengan sepenuh hati membuat kue itu. Apa yang kita lakukan dengan bahan-bahan itulah yang membuat kue menjadi berbeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di dunia ini ada banyak orang yang dilahirkan dengan kekurangan-kekurangan, misalnya cacat, penampilan tidak menarik, tidak pandai, tidak pintar bergaul, dan sebagainya. Tapi mereka 'meracik' segala kualitas tersebut dengan sepenuh hati dan sungguh-sungguh, sehingga membuahkan hasil yang mengagumkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada pula orang-orang yang dilahirkan pandai, kaya, penampilan oke, dan sebagainya. Tapi mereka tidak memanfaatkan 'bahan-bahan berkualitas' tersebut untuk 'membuat kue yang enak'. Bisa jadi mereka lalai lalu kelewat lama memanggang kuenya sehingga rasanya tidak enak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setengah dari takdir adalah segala kelebihan dan kekurangan yang kita miliki. Sisanya, yang paling menentukan, adalah apa yang kita lakukan dengan kelebihan dan kekurangan tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang teman saya ada yang sering mengatakan quote ini&lt;br /&gt;"Orang hebat belum tentu dilahirkan hebat. Tuhan mengajarkannya kegagalan untuk menempanya menjadi hebat"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-1210057486195482375?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/1210057486195482375/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/kuemu-kueku.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1210057486195482375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1210057486195482375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/kuemu-kueku.html' title='Kuemu kueku'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-6874699643560904889</id><published>2009-10-09T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:59:57.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mbuh'/><title type='text'>Moon or no Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Witch, do this for me&lt;br /&gt;Find me a moon made of longing&lt;br /&gt;Then cut it sliver thin&lt;br /&gt;And having cut it&lt;br /&gt;Hang it high above my beloved's house&lt;br /&gt;So that he may look up&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;And see it&lt;br /&gt;And seeing it, sigh for me&lt;br /&gt;As I sigh for him&lt;br /&gt;Moon or no moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(A poetry from the book of Abarat by Clive Barker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggak perlu repot-repot cari bulan, apalagi memotongnya tipis-tipis dan susah-susah naik ke atap rumahmu cuma buat menggantungkannya. Bulan-bulan itu terlalu bagus untuk dijadikan hadiah buatmu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-6874699643560904889?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/6874699643560904889/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/moon-or-no-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6874699643560904889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6874699643560904889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/moon-or-no-moon.html' title='Moon or no Moon'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-5899634752662961980</id><published>2009-10-05T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T02:35:39.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>kamu dan kacamu</title><content type='html'>Kamu punya kaca di kamarmu, jumlahnya seribu, mungkin lebih&lt;br /&gt;Setiap hari kamu pakai untuk bercermin, memeriksa apakah kecantikanmu masih bersarang di wajahmu&lt;br /&gt;Lalu kamu melihat ada noda di sana, kamu menutup mata, berpura-pura tidak tahu&lt;br /&gt;Semakin hari noda itu makin membesar, semua orang bisa melihatnya, tapi kamu masih menutup matamu&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari kausuruh orang-orang berkaca di kacamu&lt;br /&gt;Dan tampaklah mereka cantik, lalu kamu menutup sebelah mata&lt;br /&gt;Maka yang terlihat buatmu hanya keburukan mereka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu punya kaca, lebih dari seribu&lt;br /&gt;Kau pakai saja untuk mengacai hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Di sana ada lebih banyak jerawat daripada di wajahmu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-5899634752662961980?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/5899634752662961980/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/kamu-dan-kacamu.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/5899634752662961980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/5899634752662961980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/kamu-dan-kacamu.html' title='kamu dan kacamu'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-9147115768261647334</id><published>2009-10-02T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T03:50:20.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><title type='text'>instruksi dibuat untuk dibaca (dan dijalankan)</title><content type='html'>Betapa judul di atas sangat suitable dengan kondisi saya baru-baru ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singkat, saya baru saja mengikuti ulangan matematika di sekolah. Hasilnya? Nggg, jauh dari memuaskan. Sayangnya hasil yang tidak memuaskan itu terjadi karena kebodohan saya. Well, saya memang orang yang sangat ceroboh. Jangan suruh saya membuat daftar kecerobohan karena itu akan memakan kertas berlembar-lembar. Dan, kecerobohan itu terjadi di saat sepenting ulangan matematika. Oke, waktu itu saya memang agak ngantuk dan suwung sehingga konsentrasi berkurang. Tapi tetap saja ini keterlaluan banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ceritanya ulangan matematika terdiri dari sepuluh nomer. Saya duduk di deretan kiri. Kertas ulangan yang bertuliskan soal pun dibagi. Saya ngeliat, ajigile soalnya sepuluh dan sulit-sulit. Waktunya (cuma) dua jam pelajaran. Saya sedikit panik dan berusaha mengerjakan sepuluh nomor tersebut dengan cepat tapi benar. Bel ganti pelajaran pun berbunyi. Saya kurang satu nomer. Ya sudah, saya tumpuk apa adanya. Sampai di luar, teman-teman saya pada nyocokin jawaban satu sama lain dan saya ikutan. Mereka tanya, Mentari duduk di deretan mana. Kiri, jawab saya. Lalu mereka nanya jawaban saya nomer 1,3,5,7,dan 9. Saya heran, kok mereka cuma nanya nomer-nomer ganjil ya? Dan ternyataaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang sebelah kiri di suruh ngerjain nomer ganjil&lt;br /&gt;Yang kanan ngerjain nomer genap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya ngerjain dua-duanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan hasilnya ? Too bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal setelah saya itung2, kalo saya cuma ngerjain yang ganjil, nilai saya sekitar 8-9. Itu jauh banget jaraknya sama nilai saya yang sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata, instruksi dibuat memang ada tujuannya. Tidak hanya untuk pajangan kamar tidur atau bungkus kacang rebus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-9147115768261647334?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/9147115768261647334/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/instruksi-dibuat-untuk-dibaca-dan.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/9147115768261647334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/9147115768261647334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/instruksi-dibuat-untuk-dibaca-dan.html' title='instruksi dibuat untuk dibaca (dan dijalankan)'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8337780405173792106</id><published>2009-10-01T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T03:20:45.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mbuh'/><title type='text'>sedia payung sebelum hujan</title><content type='html'>tapi payung yang kamu bawa terlalu banyak, sehingga tasmu jadi berat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8337780405173792106?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8337780405173792106/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/sedia-payung-sebelum-hujan.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8337780405173792106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8337780405173792106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/10/sedia-payung-sebelum-hujan.html' title='sedia payung sebelum hujan'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-5360637664879966620</id><published>2009-09-29T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:06:25.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opini'/><title type='text'>tiba-tiba saya berpikir</title><content type='html'>Besok tanggal 2 Oktober batik mau dipatenkan ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rasa hampir semua orang Indonesia menyambut dengan gembira tentunya. Bahkan, tadi waktu upacara wakasek saya mengumumkan kalau tiga hari ke depan seluruh siswa diminta mengenakan baju batik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, mungkin ini memang euphoria karena budaya kita akhirnya diakui oleh seluruh masyarakat dunia. Tapi, yang menjadi poin penting menurut saya bukanlah pematenannya, melainkan apa yang akan kita lakukan setelah pematenan itu. Apakah kita bisa melindunginya dengan lebih baik lagi atau malah kembali &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nyuekkin&lt;/span&gt; batik karena merasa budaya kita sudah 'aman'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu saja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-5360637664879966620?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/5360637664879966620/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/tiba-tiba-saya-berpikir.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/5360637664879966620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/5360637664879966620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/tiba-tiba-saya-berpikir.html' title='tiba-tiba saya berpikir'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-19624242182364096</id><published>2009-09-24T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:43:42.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Cerita lebaran</title><content type='html'>Lebaran taun ini, walopun lebih singkat dari taun-taun sebelumnya, rasanya lebih berkesan. Dunno why, mungkin karena rasanya jadi lebih deket sama sepupu-sepupu yang sebelumnya aku nggak terlalu deket. Ada beberapa tempat yang kukunjungin, rutenya : Magelang-Cilacap-Purworejo. Kinda quite-long journey heheh. Dan, mengingat aku nggak bisa nyetir mobil, jadi peranku hanyalah sebagai penumpang yang duduk manis sementara bapak, ibu, dan dua kakakku gantian nyopir wekekeke. Maaf lho, daripada mampir RS, mendingan aku nggak usah nyetir kan? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Magelang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magelang itu tempat tinggalnya nenekku. Aku nginep 3 hari 2 malem di sana. Ohya, aku tambah genduut terutama di pipi grr. Lha gimana enggak, di sana makanannya enak-enak coi, apalagi nastar ma opor buatan nenekku hmmm :9 Ditambah lagi, aku sulit boker. Bayangkan, tiga hari nggak boker. Aku emang kadang suka mengalami kesulitan buang hajat kalo berada di tempat asing. Nggak tau, kebiasaan aja. Maka, jadilah lemak-lemak bertambah menghiasi badanku grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Selama di Magelang, kerjaanku cuman makan-tidur-nonton tivi-maen kartu remi. Pantes aja aku tambah gendut, nggak gerak blas. Kegiatan maen kartu remi sangat mendominasi hari-hariku. Sehari bisa nyampe 12 jam maen kartu remi. Maennya macem-macem: minuman, minuman amerika (semacam uno gitu peraturannya), 41, kartu setan, ndobosan, dan tepok nyamuk. Wuf ternyata aku lumayan jago maen kartu loh, menang terus :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngg, adek sepupuku cowok yang kelas 4 sd lagi terbuai dengan euphoria punya hape. Biasalah, anak sd kan suka nggumunan gitu. Terus, aku ngintip inboxnya hape dia, penasaran aja anak sd nek smsan kayak apa. Ternyata, yaampun, isinya polos banget. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Hai, kamu liburan ke mana?'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'hai, film kartun di tivi seru lho'&lt;/span&gt;. Terus, di bawah-bawah ada sms isinya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'hei, udah makan?'&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'kamu mau tidur jam berapa?'&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'jangan lupa sholat yaa'&lt;/span&gt;. waaaaah, mencurigakan ini. Terus aku tanya-tanya sama adek sepupuku dan ternyataaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;itu sms dari anak cowok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siiiiiiiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ampun, anak cowok sd kalo smsan ama anak cowok laen bahasanya kayak gituuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, adek sepupuku itu seneng banget kalo nerima sms dari orang (lagilagi, biasalah anak sd). Jadi, dia naroh hapenya di sofa sampingku terus dia pergi maen. Habis itu, tiba-tiba dia ndatengin aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia : "Mbak Tari, tadi hapeku bunyi nggak?"&lt;br /&gt;Aku : "Enggak, dek"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus dia ngelanjutin maen lagi di halaman rumah. 10 menit kemudian dia dateng lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia : "Mbak, hapeku bunyi?"&lt;br /&gt;Aku : "Enggak adeek"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus dia maen lagi dan 15 menit kemudiaaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia : "Mbak Tari, hapeku bunyi?"&lt;br /&gt;Aku : "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ya ampun adeeek, enggaaaaaaaaaaaak..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus dia diem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia : "Yakin mbak? Nggak ada sms masuk gitu? Mbak Tari, kalo hape bunyi tu tandanya ada sms masuk."&lt;br /&gt;Aku : (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dek kalo itu aku juga tauuuuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;) "...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena kasian, aku terus sms dia. Hapenya pun (akhirnya) bunyi dan dia seneng banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dasar anak kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Nyilacap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pergi ke cilacap lhoh. Niatnya buat nganter mbakku yang koas di sana, tapi sekalian piknik heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku seneng, soalnya selama ini aku adalah orang yang kekurangan piknik. Nek liburan kerjanya mung mbatang di rumah. Tapi liburan kali ini beda. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AKU PIKNIK, SAUDARA-SAUDARA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saking semangatnya, aku sampe ngumpulin informasi tentang cilacap supaya bisa explore sepuasnya waktu di sana. Beruntung, &lt;a href="http://briganteng.wordpress.com"&gt;temenku&lt;/a&gt; ada yang berasal dari cilacap. Jadi, aku nanya2 cukup banyak ke dia tentang tempat wisatanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the D-day was coming ! Aku ke cilacap dari magelang pake mobil. Butuh waktu lumayan lama, sekitar 5 setengah jam, soalnya pas arus balik. Dan waktu liat plang : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SELAMAT DATANG DI KOTA CILACAP&lt;/span&gt;, rasanya ada yang berdesir-desir di jantung. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, this is Cilacap, bro!&lt;/span&gt; (opo jal). Ternyata, jarak hotelku dari plang 'selamat datang di kota cilacap' itu 45 menit. Hrrrrr, selak pengen boker je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, sebelumnya aku minta maaf, aku baru tau kalo di Cilacap ada bandara. Tapi gak ada penerbangan ke Jogja hehehe. Cilacap oke juga loh ternyata. Cuma, sepi beud. Beda ama jogja yang crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe di hotel, aku langsung teriak2 ngajak keluargaku buat pergi ke tempat-tempat yang direkomendasiin temenku. Daaaaan, jebulnya, kami sekeluarga ke sana cuma semalem alias cuma numpang tidur. Jadi, nyampe sana jam 4 sore. Besoknya jam 8 pagi dah harus balik ke Jogja. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITU BUKAN PIKNIK NAMANYA! &lt;/span&gt;Akhirnya, cuma sempet ke teluk penyu jam sembilan malem, itu aja dah nggak keliatan apa-apa di pantainya, cuma makan ikan bakar di restoran pinggir pantai itu aja dah sepi banget. Grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Purworejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih tepatnya, aku di purworejo cuma transit, bukan piknik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, dalam perjalanan Jogja-Cilacap, ternyata kami melewati Purworejo. Rumah alm.kakekku kan di sana, lalu kami sekalian mampir. Cuma 2 jam sih di sana, makan kupat tahu terus pulang. Sempet ketemu sepupu-sepupuku juga. Sayangnya, aku lagi ambey*n waktu itu, jadi agak nggak pewe ngobrolnya ma sepupuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, back to Jogja! Nothing's better than being home :) Sayang sekali, cucian segunung sudah menunggu dan kamar tidurku udah ribut minta disapu. Huhuhu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-19624242182364096?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/19624242182364096/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/cerita-lebaran.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/19624242182364096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/19624242182364096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/cerita-lebaran.html' title='Cerita lebaran'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-1228378436838628220</id><published>2009-09-20T17:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:30:27.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KPK'/><title type='text'>EKM 20.09.2009 and my melanchoy</title><content type='html'>It was a very impressing moment. The church was well-decorated. The committees were dressed in white.&lt;br /&gt;I sang wif ma friends in a choir. My position was alto. Well, I couldn't sing pretty good but i tried my best, together wif the other friends.&lt;br /&gt;It was still alright while all of a sudden, the electricity was off while we were singing the most difficult song (in my opinion :p) in our song list.&lt;br /&gt;We were shocked, yes we were. Did we stop singing then? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOPE&lt;/span&gt;. We kept on singing, tried to maintain the tempo and the tone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the dark&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the electricity was on again. We were happy. No, it's better than that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were impressed&lt;/span&gt;. Thank God, people complemented our choir. They said we were great, thankyouuuu:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside of that, I feel like it was one of the most unforgettable moment in my life. It's my last moment together with KPK, exactly. I was happy, and sad in a way. I'm gonna miss Kelompok Pelajar Katolik Padmanaba and the choir, especially. It's never enough to sing once (hey, I don't even mind to sing all night long :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good at writing. I'm not good at telling my feeling. But, I just want to say these words: I thank God so much for meeting me with these extraordinary guys in a family named KPK Padmanaba. I'll miss our delightful moment a lot: the inauguration of KPK 65 in Omah Jawi, first Kemroh in Kalibawang, the inauguration of KPK 66, second kemroh in Sundak (lots of funny things happened here :B), the inauguration of KPK 67 (sekaligus lengsernya 65:') ), and finally: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EKM 20.09.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, KPK 65 : Depong, Icha, Rintik, Badra, Siska, Jade (our mascott :D), Benk, Nita, Verdi, Ivan, Soni, Purba, Whity, Dias, Luntung, Anjar, Rifa, Dilla, Oneng, Vina, Kristida, Alin, thanks for our togetherness :'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-1228378436838628220?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/1228378436838628220/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/ekm-20092009-and-my-melanchoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1228378436838628220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1228378436838628220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/ekm-20092009-and-my-melanchoy.html' title='EKM 20.09.2009 and my melanchoy'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-5030184074803282793</id><published>2009-09-20T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T07:59:13.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mbuh'/><title type='text'>mabok part 2</title><content type='html'>Do you remember&lt;br /&gt;The time we spent together&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the vast blue sky&lt;br /&gt;You were there to stop my cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were good friends&lt;br /&gt;Together we pulled up the tents&lt;br /&gt;You and your funny giggles&lt;br /&gt;Gave my ears some silly tingles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, you're no longer who you really are&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like we're too far&lt;br /&gt;But, when I hear you call my name&lt;br /&gt;I know you’re still the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always consider my feeling&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you're doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hngg, aku kenapa ya?&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/5146374740565196963-5030184074803282793?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/5030184074803282793/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/mabok-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/5030184074803282793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/5030184074803282793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/mabok-part-2.html' title='mabok part 2'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-7233275604529975392</id><published>2009-09-19T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T07:09:33.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning sumthin'/><title type='text'>belajar motor</title><content type='html'>Liburan lebaran 2 minggu kali ini saya isi dengan belajar naik motor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I cannot ride a motorcycle and I am seventeen. Di Indonesia, orang umur segitu lumrahnya sudah pada bisa naek motor. You know what, berumur tujuh belas tahun dan belum bisa naek motor itu rasanya seperti &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orang usia menikah yang belum menikah&lt;/span&gt;. When you're in the 'proper age' to be married but you haven't, people around you will push you by saying such as, "hayooo, kapan nih nikahnya.... kapan nih undangannya dikiriim...kapan nih calonnya dikenaliiin....blablalabla" This case is almost similar. Orang-orang di sekitar saya udah pada ribut nanya-nanya," Mentari kok kalo pergi-pergi dianterin/diboncengin? Kenapa? Nggak bisa naek motor ya? Nggak dibolehin po? Kan di rumah ada motor to? Mbok belajar di lapangan ato di kompleks ato blah blah blah blah blah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuping saya mulai merasa risi dengan kalimat-kalimat nggriseni macam itu. Kemudian, saya pun bertekad, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mbuh piye carane liburan ini saya harus bisa naek montor !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, beberapa hari ini saya mencuri-curi waktu senggang untuk belajar motor. Awalnya lancar-lancar aja, sayangnya waktu itu kecepatan saya adalah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 km/jam&lt;/span&gt;. Jreng jreng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10 km/jam = jarak 10 km ditempuh dalam waktu 1 jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jarak rumah saya ke sekolah = 10 km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, kalo dianalogi, ibaratnya saya butuh waktu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sejam&lt;/span&gt; untuk pergi ke sekolah. Padahal sehari-harinya (kalo dianterin oleh orang-orang yang profe berkendara) cuma butuh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15 menit&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad. Saya bertekad, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mbuh piye carane kecepatan saya harus naek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, seiring berjalannya waktu, kecepatan naek montor saya mengalami peningkatan jadi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2o km/jam.&lt;/span&gt; Lumayan, artinya kalo ke sekolah nggak perlu sejam lagi mwehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapitapi, yang namanya belajar naek montor itu ga asik kalo ga pake acara jatoh ato nyebur selokan :D Dalam sejarah belajar montor saya, tercatat sudah 3 kali saya masuk selokan dan 2 kali jatuh. Hari ini adalah hari paling seru dalam sejarah belajar motor saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, kelemahan terbesar saya dalam belajar motor adalah ngendaliin gasnya. Saya masih bingung antara ngecilin dan nggedein gas dan sayangnyaaaa, kontrol gas saya masih jelek banget jadi berkali-kali motor saya mak ndet-ndet karena gasnya kebesaran tapi saya ngeremnya mendadak. Nah, hari ini saya berencana belajar di lapangan bola deket rumah saya (harusnya nggak boleh, tapi karena semua orang sibuk menyiapkan lebaran dan pada nggak keluar rumah, so, lucky me :B ) Sayangnya, hari ini ada kendala yang cukup berarti yang membuat latian motor harus berakhir sebelum dimulai dan beginilah kronologinya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saya mengeluarkan montor dari garasi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Motor tak balik ke arah pintu gerbang, siap keluar menantang dunia! *hoek&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kumasukin ke gigi satu, lalu ngegas pelan-pelan. Nguuuung, motor masih berada di bawah kendali.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saya berpikir, ah tak naikin kecepatannya deh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gas saya besarkan padahal masih di gigi satu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Motor mencelat dan maju ke depan dengan liarnya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Panik, lalu berpikir "Oh, kalo kayak gini gasnya harus kukecilin". Sayangnya, saya keliru mau ngecilin gas malah jadi nggedein gasnya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Motor melaju tidak keruan menuju halamannya tetanggaku dan BRUK!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sebuah pohon bunga sepatu harus meregang nyawanya garagara taktabrak pake motor (baca=tumbang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya saya berhasil ngerem, tapi mendadak. Lalu, yang terjadi selanjutnya, tiba-tiba saya udah jatuh di tanah dengan posisi miring ke kiri, begitu pula motor saya yang tersungkur di samping saya. Beruntung waktu itu banyak orang, jadi banyak yang nolongin hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, inilah hasil latihan motor saya hari ini:&lt;br /&gt;1. Memar di perut&lt;br /&gt;2. Memar di kaki&lt;br /&gt;3. Lecet di tangan (kecil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untungnyaaaaaaaaaaa banget, tetangga saya nggak marah saya numbangin pohon bunga sepatunya yang udah lumayan tinggi dan berbunga banyak, malahan nolongin saya. Orang tua saya langsung ke TKP dan saya disuruh berhenti belajar motor dulu hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah saya kapok ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawabannya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOO &lt;/span&gt;! Saya nggak kapok blas hehe. Malah rasanya seru banget. Walopun tadi sempet pengen nangis juga, bukan karena sakit di badan, tapi di hati (weleh). Sedikit kesel sih kok bisa-bisanya aku sampe nabrak dan jatuh. Tapi, seperti filosofi hidup, kalo jatuh kita harus bangun lagi kan? :D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-7233275604529975392?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/7233275604529975392/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/belajar-motor.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7233275604529975392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7233275604529975392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/belajar-motor.html' title='belajar motor'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-179888357302965207</id><published>2009-09-13T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:34:25.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where i wanna go'/><title type='text'>Islandiaa</title><content type='html'>Iceland a.k.a Islandia adalah salah satu dari 5 negara yang sangat ingin saya kunjungi di masa depan. Saya tertarik pada Iceland setelah mengenal salah satu band dari sana, yaitu Sigur Ros. Corak musiknya yang sangat menarik membuat saya berpikir, seperti apa sih negara tempat mereka besar sampai-sampai bisa menciptakan musik seunik itu?Baru-baru ini saya googling untuk cari tahu tentang Iceland. Awalnya saya cuma pengen tau tourismnya seperti apa, tapi lama-lama kebablasan jadi lihat-lihat profil negara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iceland dijuluki sebagai "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the fourth happiest country in the world&lt;/span&gt;" oleh &lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2006/11/061113093726.htm"&gt;sciencedaily.com&lt;/a&gt; pada tahun 2006 (Sayangnya Indonesia nggak masuk peringkat -__-). Selain itu, pertumbuhan ekonominya pun termasuk cukup pesat. Nggak heran kalau negara ini menjadi salah satu tujuan wisata terkenal di dunia. Kalo pengen tau lebih lengkapnya, ke wikipedia aja ya :D males nulis je soalnya panjang :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi lebih dari itu, yang membuat saya kagum adalah kepercayaan mereka terhadap folklore setempat yang sangat besar. Orang-orang Islandia sangat percaya bahwa elf berasal dari negara mereka dan hingga kini masih bersemayam di dekat rumah-rumah mereka. Kepercayaan mereka akan elf sangat besar (terlalu besar malahan menurutku). Pada tahun 1982, 150 Icelanders pergi ke NATO di Keflavik buat melindungi "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;elf-elf yang terancam bahaya oleh American phantom jets dan Awacs reconaissance planes".&lt;/span&gt; Bahkan, tahun 2004, sebuah perusahaan bernama Alcoa meminta sertifikat resmi dari pemerintah setempat bahwa tempat di mana mereka akan membangun alumunium smelter bebas dari segala macam situs arkeologi, termasuk salah satunya adalah tempat tinggal elf. Wow. WOOOOW. Saya baru tahu ada negara dengan tingkat kepercayaan cerita rakyatnya yang setinggi ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa kali diadakan survey di negara itu untuk mengetahui tingkat kepercayaan masyarakatnya terhadap elf. Dari tahun ke tahun, memang semakin menurun jumlah orang yang percaya pada elf, tapi penurunannya nggak seberapa. Still, they possess a great belief in their folklore, wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, saya jadi nggak heran kalau Sigur Ros bisa membuat musik yang seunik itu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai penutup (well, I know it's kinda out of topic and unimportant :B ) saya ingin menyebutkan list 5 negara yang sangat ingin saya kunjungi di masa depan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Indonesiaaaaa (keliling Indonesia tepatnya :D )&lt;br /&gt;2. Iceland&lt;br /&gt;3. Netherland&lt;br /&gt;4. Japan&lt;br /&gt;5. South Korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sjáumst seinna, people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hulduf%C3%B3lk#cite_note-3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-179888357302965207?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/179888357302965207/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/islandiaa.html#comment-form' title='3 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/179888357302965207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/179888357302965207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/09/islandiaa.html' title='Islandiaa'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-3025830328300710096</id><published>2009-08-28T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T03:24:32.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>mabok</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You are my sweetest downfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I loved you first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beneath the sheets of paper lies your truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my sweetest downfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I loved you first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beneath the stars came falling on our heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But they're just old light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-3025830328300710096?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/3025830328300710096/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/08/mabok.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/3025830328300710096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/3025830328300710096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/08/mabok.html' title='mabok'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-611170479437106056</id><published>2009-08-08T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:02:27.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobi'/><title type='text'>30 songs yeyeyeah</title><content type='html'>Nothing's better than drowning yourself, i mean, your ears, to your favorite songs especially when you feel depressed, exhausted, ashamed (yep, i just felt it-____-), or any other unpleasant feeling. It's kinda unimportant perhaps, but I suddenly want to list 30 songs I cannot live without. I got this...err...what is it... quiz? Yeah, let's call it quiz. I got this quiz from someone's page. I found it accidentally while i was surfing in the internet. So, let's start making a list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. John Rutter's "The Lord Bless You and Keep You"&lt;br /&gt;2. Joe Lean and The Jing Jang Jong's "Teenagers"&lt;br /&gt;3. Regina Spektor's "Raindrops"&lt;br /&gt;4. Regina Spektor's "Eet"&lt;br /&gt;5. James Morrison's "You Make it Real For Me"&lt;br /&gt;6. The Fray's "Never Say Never"&lt;br /&gt;7. Do As Infinity's "Tao"&lt;br /&gt;8. Ingrid Michaelson's "The Way I am"&lt;br /&gt;9. Sigur Ros's "Inni mer syngur vitleysingur"&lt;br /&gt;10. Sigur Ros's "Staralfur"&lt;br /&gt;11. Lady Antebellum's "Never Alone"&lt;br /&gt;12. Gin Blossoms' "Follow You Down"&lt;br /&gt;13. Jason Mraz's "You and I Both"&lt;br /&gt;14. The All American Rejects' "I Wanna"&lt;br /&gt;15. Feist's "My Moon My Man"&lt;br /&gt;16. The Corrs's "Runaway"&lt;br /&gt;17. The Real Tuesday Weld's "Last Words"&lt;br /&gt;18. Daughtry's "Over You"&lt;br /&gt;19. Kris Allen's "No Boundaries"&lt;br /&gt;20. Mew's "Repeaterbeater"&lt;br /&gt;21. Fugu's "Here Today"&lt;br /&gt;22. Rob Thomas's "Little Wonders"&lt;br /&gt;23. Chester French's "The Jimmy Choo's"&lt;br /&gt;24. Allister's "Remember"&lt;br /&gt;25. Landon Pigg's "Sailed On"&lt;br /&gt;26. Kate Nash's "Birds"&lt;br /&gt;27. Landon Pigg's "Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop"&lt;br /&gt;28. Seabear's "Singing Arc"&lt;br /&gt;29. Alanis Morisette's "Hands in My Pocket"&lt;br /&gt;30. Switchfoot's "Only Hope"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to be honest, I've got more than 30 songs that I cannot live without. Even, basically I cannot live without the music :p however since I'm just allowed to mention 30, so... there they are:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I got a good quote from the movie "August Rush". It's my favourite quote anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The music is all around us. All you have to do is listen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-611170479437106056?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/611170479437106056/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/08/30-songs-yeyeyeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/611170479437106056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/611170479437106056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/08/30-songs-yeyeyeah.html' title='30 songs yeyeyeah'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8318922447936896320</id><published>2009-08-03T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T04:33:21.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>No more stories are told today, I'm sorry they washed away</title><content type='html'>As you know, itu judul album terbaru Mew. Here are the singles :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1. New Terrain&lt;br /&gt;  2. Introducing Palace Players&lt;br /&gt;  3. Beach&lt;br /&gt;  4. Repeaterbeater&lt;br /&gt;  5. Intermezzo 1&lt;br /&gt;  6. Silas the magic car&lt;br /&gt;  7. Cartoons and Macrame Wounds&lt;br /&gt;  8. Hawaii Dream&lt;br /&gt;  9. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt; 10. Vaccine&lt;br /&gt; 11. Tricks&lt;br /&gt; 12. Intermezzo 2&lt;br /&gt; 13. Sometimes Life isn't Easy&lt;br /&gt; 14. Reprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari semua lagu ini, aku cuma tau dua lagu: yang Introducing Palace Players ama Repeaterbeater. Yang repeaterbeater lumayan asyik sih, tapi yang Introducing Palace Players bener-bener bikin mangap. Bayangin, intronya 1 menit 48 detik. IH WOW ! Pertama aku denger lagunya, aku kira itu cuma instrumen tok, ternyata pas 1:49, ada suara vokalnya. We lha, jadi yang 1 menit 48 detik tadi BARU INTRO to ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ih wow banget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi nggak mbosenin kok nunggu peralihan  dari intro ke bagian yang ada vokalnya. Soalnya intronya sendiri menurutku cukup berwarna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertanyaan saya adalah : album ini dijual di toko nggak yaa ? Sebenernya agak males beli sih karena bisa download. Tapi kalo download di rumah bisa digampar seisi penghuni. Ditambah lagi, piracy is a crime, right ? *gayamu Men*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sehari posting dua kali, cih. Belajar, Men, belajaaaaaaaaaaaar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8318922447936896320?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8318922447936896320/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-more-stories-are-told-today-im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8318922447936896320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8318922447936896320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-more-stories-are-told-today-im-sorry.html' title='No more stories are told today, I&apos;m sorry they washed away'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-1763220024744454058</id><published>2009-08-03T03:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T03:55:18.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>wedding</title><content type='html'>Minggu kemarin, tepatnya tanggal 2 Agustus 2009, saya menghadiri sebuah upacara pernikahan di gereja dekat rumah saya. Yang menikah kebetulan dua-duanya adalah temen saya, jadi saya dateng pas menikahnya sama resepsinya. Sebelumnya, saya cuma sekali pernah menghadiri upacara pernikahan. Berbeda dengan upacara pertama yang saya hadiri, upacara pernikahan temen saya ini ada acara nangis-nangisnya. Jadi, setelah selesai pembacaan janji nikah, kan pengantinnya harus sungkem ama orangtuanya. Nah, pas sungkem itu pengantin ceweknya nangis. Lha, terus orang-orang yang liat pada nangis dan mbrambangi. Saya cuma liat dari jauh, jadi cuma merasa "waaaaahhh...", belum sampe tahap mbrambangi. Terus pas tengok kanan, e e e, samping kananku mbrambangi, tengok kiri, e e e, nangis. Waaaah semuanya mengeluarkan air mataaaaaaa. Saya bingung, lalu konsentrasi buat nangis. Gabisa. Yasudahlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun, semenjak saat itu, saya jadi menyimpulkan satu hal tentang pernikahan. A wedding is a sacred thing and it will be beautiful if it is well arranged. Menikah dengan sudah dipersiapkan sebelumnya itu (kayaknya) menyenangkan. Menikah karena memang ingin menikah, you got what i mean? Pernikahan temen saya ini ternyata sudah disiapkan setahun sebelumnya. Pantes aja kalo pernikahan mereka bisa dibilang tanpa cacat lah. Semua semuanya sudah terplanning dengan baik. This is the kind of wedding that everyone wants, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, saya mendengar pembicaraan yang lucu sewaktu di tengah-tengah upacara pernikahan kemaren, antara ibu dan dua orang putrinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P1 : "Bu, aku kalo nikah besok pengennya di gereja sini yaa.."&lt;br /&gt;P2 : "Aku juga, aku juga! Terus aku pengen resepsinya kayak blablablablablablabla."&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Emangnya udah ada calonnya ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P1 &amp;amp; P2 : "....." (diem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha, ibu yang realistis. Hal yang terpenting dalam pernikahan justru terlupakan. Bukan wedding party, bukan gereja tempat melaksanakan pernikahan, bukan segala macem wedding thingy, tapi calonnya. Kalo mau nikah harus ada calonnya dulu to ? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya belum punya pandangan yang mendalam dan pengetahuan yang luas sih tentang pernikahan, mengingat usia saya masih belum memasuki usia 'harus menikah' dan saya bisa dibilang masih luweh-luweh saja (hey, but it doesn't mean that i dont wanna be married! :B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohiya, satu lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa orang-orang banyak yang menetapkan usia 'harus menikah' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patokan usia 'harus menikah' orang yang satu sama orang yang laennya beda-beda sih, tapi kisarannya biasanya twenty-something lah. Kalo ada yang sudah berusia 'harus menikah' tapi dia belom menikah, pasti orang-orang di sekitarnya njuk ribut. "Hei, mana nih calonmu?" "Hei, kapan nih nikahnya?" Malah ada yang suka ngrasani, "anaknya pak anu itu belom nikah lho, gosipnya blablablablabla."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa banget gitu lho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anggaplah Tuhan masih menunggu waktu untuk mempertemukan si orang-usia-'harus menikah'-tapi-belum-menikah ini dengan jodohnya. Kalo dipaksain "ah yang penting nikah!", bukannya jadinya malah mak dereng deng deng ya ? Maksud saya, karena dia nggak tahan diomongin belum menikah, terus dia maksain buat menikah (bahkan mungkin dengan yang nggak dia cintai ?), bukannya kehidupan pernikahan jadi kurang bahagia ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, itu cuma pendapatku lho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bener gak sih ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, Mungkin ini terkesan nggombal mukiyo, tapi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenang aja to, Tuhan pasti sudah menyiapkan orang buat kita kok besok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya percaya dengan hal itu. Kalo anda memang menginginkan sesuatu, mintalah pada Dia, jangan malu-malu. Tuhan itu Maha Pengertian kok (ini menurutku lhooooo). Jadi, kalo anda ingin mendapatkan jodoh, ya minta saja sama Tuhan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lho kok jadi out of topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, ini bener-bener cuma pendapatku lhooo, jadi kalo ada yang nggak setuju ya mohon maaf. Everyone has his/her own opinion, right ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-1763220024744454058?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/1763220024744454058/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/08/wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1763220024744454058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/1763220024744454058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/08/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-55388683813840750</id><published>2009-07-28T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T02:49:59.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Seabear</title><content type='html'>Kemarin habis buka-buka &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/"&gt;Last.fm&lt;/a&gt; dan tiba-tiba nemuin band satu ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Sm7HCOfTLJI/AAAAAAAAABg/cYAcw3SUIMQ/s1600-h/seabear2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Sm7HCOfTLJI/AAAAAAAAABg/cYAcw3SUIMQ/s320/seabear2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363443047307881618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seabear = beruang laut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seabear adalah sebuah band indie dari Reykjavik, Iceland. Pertamanya, band ini merupakan one man project dari seorang musisi namanya Sindri. Tapi, kemudian anggotanya jadi enam orang: Sindri, Örn Ingi, Guggý, Inga, Kjartan, Dóri, and Sóley. Yang jelas, musik mereka unik (tipe-tipe uniknya band Islandia gitu lah) dan yang jelas: their songs are worth listening to. Musiknya menurutku sedikit mirip sama Sigur Ros: ngefolk tapi agak mellow dan ada unsur lucunya. Suara vokalisnya yang falsetto juga jadi ciri khas band ini. Cuma, alat musik yang digunakan nggak sebanyak Sigur Ros (gila ya, Sigur Ros mah make alat musiknya banyak banget). Album pertama mereka yang berjudul "The Ghost that Carried us Away" dirilis tahun 2007. Jadi kesimpulannya : aku telat tau band ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang jadi perhatianku sebenernya bukan tipe musik mereka, tapi lirik lagunya. Check this one out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What things looked like when you were young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The voice of an old friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or the notes to your first song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been a while now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since you asked me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your cat, your dog, your owl, or bumblebee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lately I've been feeling like the day has come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll walk up to me and erase my memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't wait to feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cant wait to meet you again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I must have known you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in another life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think our rocking chairs used to rock together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With pictures of owls, all over the walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiny ships in bottles, th&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y won't sail too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sea Bear - Hands Remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful, like a poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi aku nyari-nyari maksud dari lagu ini dan ternyata... lagu ini menceritakan dua orang *entah pacar entah temen* yang udah sama-sama dari kecil sampe tua sampe mau meninggal dan mereka berharap bisa bertemu lagi kelak dalam bentuk kehidupan yang lain. It's damn touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu yang satu ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I miss you, even when you're around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm a black cloud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sending lightning to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In your boat tied to a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you'll find the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Throw me a dream please, it's been a dreamless sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For such a long time, such a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sing myself awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watch the branches break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one could ever take your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Seabear - I sing I swim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagian yang paling aku sukai dari lirik di atas mungkin yang "I miss you, even when you're around dst." sama "In your boat tied to a tree, I hope you'll find the sea". Can you feel the rhytm of the words? It sounds wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo mau dengerin lebih lanjut lagu-lagu mereka, here's their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/seabear"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, enjoy listening! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-55388683813840750?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/55388683813840750/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/seabear.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/55388683813840750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/55388683813840750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/seabear.html' title='Seabear'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Sm7HCOfTLJI/AAAAAAAAABg/cYAcw3SUIMQ/s72-c/seabear2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8080645460381661494</id><published>2009-07-27T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T04:54:37.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobi'/><title type='text'>Tidur</title><content type='html'>Tidur adalah salah satu hal yang paling saya sukai, di samping musik, film, dan cita-cita saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa ? Kata pepatah, tidur adalah bentuk istirahat paling sempurna. Kataku: "bener banget cui !" Tidur adalah surga dunia. Malah, bisa dikatakan, tidur adalah salah satu hobi saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggak mutu banget ya hobinya, tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan waktu jaman-jaman esde ngisi biodata di buku diary tu lagi ngetrend ya. Isinya biodata standar sih: nama lengkap, nama beken (weseh), hobi, cita-cita, makes, mikes, kata mutiara, cakrawala/embel-embel. Baru-baru ini, waktu saya lagi beres-beres kamar, saya menemukan buku diary salah seorang temen esde saya yang lupa saya kembaliin sejak saya kelas 6 SD. Entah dia masih inget punya diary itu apa enggak. Yang jelas, saya membaca-baca lagi buku tersebut dan saya menemukan biodata saya di dalamnya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama Lengkap: Mentari Widiastuti&lt;br /&gt;Nama Beken : Mentari / Tari / Mak Lampir *ya ampun, aku baru inget waktu esde aku dipanggil ini. jahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat, aku kan anak baek-baek&lt;br /&gt;Makes : Yang enak-enak&lt;br /&gt;Mikes : Yang dingin-dingin&lt;br /&gt;Cita-cita : Dokter *amin:)&lt;br /&gt;Hobi : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tidur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata mutiara : Hemat pangkal kaya *standar banget yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saya sangat terkejut karena ternyata di situ saya ngisinya hobi saya adalah tidur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu saya mengingat-ingat lagi, ya ampun, ketoke hampir di semua buku diary temenku, kalo aku ngisi biodata, aku pasti nulisnya hobi: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tidur&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ih waw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ya, emang itu kenyataannya, tidur adalah hal yang sangat saya sukai. Waktu smp-sma, jam tidur saya adalah antara jam 8-9 malam. Waktu smp, hal itu masih dimaklumi. Tapi, setelah saya menjadi anak sma, saya baru mengetahui kalo ritual jam 9 malem udah tidur adalah ritual yang tidak biasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mending ya. Waktu sd aku tidurnya jam 7 malem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa orang yang sudah memaklumi kebiasaan saya yang jam 9 malam udah tidur kadang merasa pasrah kalo mereka sms jam 9.05 malem dan nggak dibales karena sang empunya hape sudah berkelana di alam mimpi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf banget yaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, salah satu motto saya adalah:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kalo bisa tidur sekarang , kenapa harus nanti ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, udah ya&lt;br /&gt;Mother nature memanggil saya untuk hajatan nih *semoga anda paham maksudnya, soalnya kalo tak tulis terang-terangan ntar vulgar biyanget&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8080645460381661494?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8080645460381661494/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/tidur.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8080645460381661494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8080645460381661494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/tidur.html' title='Tidur'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8733938523412620930</id><published>2009-07-26T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T03:58:04.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>bright bright mood :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I guess there's so much more&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn&lt;br /&gt;But if you're here with me&lt;br /&gt;I know which way to turn&lt;br /&gt;You always give me somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I can learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make it real for me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8733938523412620930?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8733938523412620930/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/bright-bright-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8733938523412620930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8733938523412620930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/bright-bright-mood.html' title='bright bright mood :)'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-2396760105727228118</id><published>2009-07-23T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T03:22:47.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><title type='text'>hari ini : ngantok, tiba-tiba olahraga lagi dan tasku ketinggalan</title><content type='html'>Hari ini dimulei dengan bangun jam 6 pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasa wae, toh biasanya bangun jam segitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang nggak biasa adalah : malemnya aku tidur jam 11 malem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perlu diketahui, aku adalah tipe orang yang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tidur gasik bangun siang&lt;/span&gt;. Jadi, jadwal tidurku paling maleem jam 9. Kalo di atas jam 9 aku masih bangun, mesti keadaanku jadi kriyip-kriyip-ndomblongan. Masalahnya, les kimiaku digeser jadi jam 8 malem tiap harinya. Padahaaal, sekali les paling enggak 2,5 jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 8 malem + 2,5 jam = Jam setengah 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jam segitu biasanya aku udah di dalem mimpi yaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi apadaya, setiap Rebo sekarang aku harus menyediakan tenaga dan kesadaranku buat les sampe jam setengah sebelas malem. Oh God. Ini semua saya lakukan demi fakultas itu-tuh. Nggak papa deh, nggak papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paginya : ngantok + kriyip-kriyip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam pertama : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Olah Raga&lt;/span&gt; dengan bimbingan Bapak *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perlu diketahui, hampir selama satu tahun waktu aku kelas dua, aku nggak mengalami apa yang disebut pelajaran olah raga. Kenapa ? Why ? Anak SMA 3 pasti bisa tau alasannya. Ya, guru olahraga saya waktu kelas dua bisa dibilang cukup 'unik'. Kalau dijabarkan keunikannya, ceritanya bisa lebih panjang dari jarak Jogja-Purworejo *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nek iki lebai&lt;/span&gt;. Ya gitudeh, pokoknya saya dan teman sekelas (ato seangkatan juga mungkin ya?) tidak mengalami pelajaran olahraga hampir satu tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang setelah kelas tiga, gurunya beda abezz. Pokoknya, yang namanya jam pelajaran olah raga itu ya buat olahraga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, mbingungi ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singkatnya : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hari ini pelajaran olahraga dimulai dengan kasti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kasti , Pak guru menerangkan pada kami materi buat ujian praktek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jadi, besok kalo kalian ujian praktek, materinya basket, senam lantai, lari, voli, blablablablabla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya nggibah dengan Tepa&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, Tep, sebutkan di antara jenis-jenis olahraga itu, mana yang kita bisa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nggak ada ya, Men ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halo semuanya, kayaknya aku adalah manusia yang tidak diciptakan untuk menjadi atlet deh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, permainan kasti pun berlangsung. Personil kasti kami sedikit karena entah apa alasannya hari itu banyak yang ngga dateng olahraga. Jadi, semakin sedikit personil kasti, semakin keras kami harus berjuang untuk mempertahankan home base kami. Artinya : semakin sering lari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, kakinya jadi atit cui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, waktu pulang sekolah, pas mau latian musik, ketemu Bia ama Kim di lapteng. Mereka panik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa e kalian ?"&lt;br /&gt;"Men, kelasnya udah dikunci lho sama satpamnya!"&lt;br /&gt;"Loh, tasku kan masih di sana ? Kalian udah ngeluarin tas2 yang masih di dalem belom?"&lt;br /&gt;"Belom, semua tas kekunci di kelas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siiiiiiiiiiiiiiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membayangkan besok pagi bertemu dengan teman dan dia menyapa," Hai Mentari, kok dateng ke sekolahnya nggak bawa tas?" "Oh iya nih, tasnya emang sengaja kutinggal di kelas biar lebih praktis, nggak usah bawa berat-berat.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggak lucu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan panik, sekuat tenaga saya (ditemani oleh Tepa) nyari Pak Satpam yang ngunci-ngunci kelas buat minta dibukain kelasnya.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, mosok malah dimarahin og piye. Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidur dulu ah, sambil nunggu les&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-2396760105727228118?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/2396760105727228118/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/hari-ini-ngantok-tiba-tiba-olahraga.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2396760105727228118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2396760105727228118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/hari-ini-ngantok-tiba-tiba-olahraga.html' title='hari ini : ngantok, tiba-tiba olahraga lagi dan tasku ketinggalan'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-4754339655406249302</id><published>2009-07-22T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:56:37.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><title type='text'>entah untuk ke berapa kalinya: aku ndomblong lagi</title><content type='html'>Suatu hari, ibu pernah berkata pada saya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kamu tu jadi orang jangan ndomblongan. Mungkin sekarang kamu belum merasakan dampaknya, tapi kelak kamu bakal ngerasain kalo itu berdampak pada sesuatu yang vital buat hidupmu, misalnya pekerjaanmu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu, aku cuma mikir semacem, ah apaan sih. Toh ndomblonganku nggak parah-parah amat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, dua hari ini, saya merasakan kebiasaan ndomblongan saya itu mulai berdampak pada kegiatan sehari-hari saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemarin, waktu habis pulang latian dari rumah seorang teman saya, saya pengen telpon ke rumah buat minta tolong dimasakin air buat mandi. Waktu itu, karena suatu hal saya jadi agak ndomblong dan tidak fokus sama apa yang saya lakukan. Sambil setengah ndomblong, saya memencet nomer di hape saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tururururut. Nyambung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya : "Halo ?"&lt;br /&gt;Telpon : "Halo?" (suara bapak-bapak)&lt;br /&gt;Saya : (batinku, kok suaranya bapak-bapak? Ah paling bapakku) "Halo, Pak? Ini Bapak ya? Pak, bilangin mbak yani dong, minta tolong dimasakin air buat mandi. Ini Tari."&lt;br /&gt;Telpon : "Halo, mbak? Maaf, ini taksi P**d*w*...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JRENG JRENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal nomer telpon rumahku beda banget sama nomer telpon perusahaan taksi tersebut. Tapi, karena aku sering banget make jasa taksi itu buat pergi2 kalo gak ada yang nganter, aku sampe otomatis mencet nomernya taksi itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang kedua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi waktu di kelas, saya sedikit ndomblong lagi karena agak ngantok. Pas itu gurunya lagi ngabsen, dan saya antara lagi sadar dan enggak. Terus, tiba-tiba si ibuknya ngomong,"Riski Meirisdaningrum?" Si Kim ngacung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ngeliat Kim ngacung dan aku baru sadar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOH, KIM KAN NOMER ABSEN 16?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku : nomer absen sepuluh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berarti: AKU DAH KELEWATAN DONG ? Soalnya aku nggak ngerasa ngacung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hening, sekadar intermezzo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan panik saya bertanya pada Tepa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tep, Tep, tadi aku dah ngacung belum ya pas ibunya ngabsen aku?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hla ga tau! Kok kamu tanyanya ke aku?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanya Bri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bri, kamu ngeliat aku ngacung nggak tadi pas diabsen?"&lt;br /&gt;"Kok tanya aku?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku panik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KALO AKU NGGAK KEABSEN GIMANA CUI ? Padahal aku kan adaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, saya memberanikan diri maju ke depan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bu, saya tadi sudah ngacung belum ya waktu diabsen?"&lt;br /&gt;"Mbaknya nomer absen berapa?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sepuluh Bu.."&lt;br /&gt;"Lha iki wis tak centang, kowe kok iso ra ngroso nek mau ngacung?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JRENG JRENG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya takut nih, ternyata dampak ndomblongan itu nggak enak banget. Saya takut. Padahal pekerjaan yang saya inginkan di masa depan adalah sesuatu yang membutuhkan konsentrasi super tinggi. Waaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mentari sedang berusaha mengenyahkan sifat ndomblongan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-4754339655406249302?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/4754339655406249302/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/entah-untuk-ke-berapa-kalinya-aku.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4754339655406249302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4754339655406249302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/entah-untuk-ke-berapa-kalinya-aku.html' title='entah untuk ke berapa kalinya: aku ndomblong lagi'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-4996351095893244567</id><published>2009-07-13T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T03:06:17.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kuliner'/><title type='text'>sushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlsD68ZuToI/AAAAAAAAABY/HLW1dSgNqCo/s1600-h/sushii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlsD68ZuToI/AAAAAAAAABY/HLW1dSgNqCo/s320/sushii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357880492868652674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dari Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sushi adalah...........&lt;br /&gt;makanan jepang yang enak banget&lt;br /&gt;enak&lt;br /&gt;banget&lt;br /&gt;Pokoknya ini adalah salah satu makanan yang paling saya sukai. Rasanya enak banget&lt;br /&gt;nggg&lt;br /&gt;apa ya&lt;br /&gt;pokoknya enak banget (diulang-ulang terus biar ndengung)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kali saya mencicipi rasa surgawi sushi adalah ketika saya bertualang ke negeri singa waktu masih esde.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi pas itu sushinya nggak enak&lt;br /&gt;dah gitu larang meneh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi yang nggak enak + harganya larang membikin saya agak kapok makan sushi. Di kepala saya tertanam argumen semacam, ah apaan tu sushi, makanan mentah aja larangnya setengah modar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari, saya menemu depot (ceile gaul abez bahasanya) sushi di Yogyakarta. Namanya... ada deh. Pokoknya di situlah saya pertama kali menyadari bahwa sushi adalah makanan yang sangat enak. Ditambah lagi, di restoran itu harganya cukup terjangkau. Tapi setelah saya pikir2, masuk akal juga sih kalo sushi yang saya makan di negeri singa waktu itu harganya mahal, lha saya belinya di hotel je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semenjak itu, saya berpikir bahwa sushi itu ...... enak (ealah diulang lagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, miskin kosakata nih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya, sekarang restoran sushi tempat saya makan sushi pertama kali di Yogyakarta sudah gulung tikar *padahal lantainya keramik lho, nggak pake tiker bzz&lt;br /&gt;Saya kecewa sih, karena waktu itu restoran itu adalah satu2nya restoran sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, sushi mulai menjamur merasuk ke kehidupan masyarakat Jogja. Terbukti dari mulai banyaknya restoran sushi di Yogyakarta (padahal aku taunya ya baru 2). Yang jelas, penggemar sushi pun makin lama makin bertambah. Salah satu teman saya berinisial F pun sangat menyukai sushi seperti saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya lagi, walopun harganya cukup terjangkau, tapi tetep aja kalo ke sana harus ama ortu. Apa boleh buat, uang saku tidak boleh digunakan untuk berfoya-foya *cieeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh tapi beneran lho, kalo ke resto sushi mending sama ortu, ntar kita bisa milih yang porsinya agak besar sekalian. Kalo beli pake uang saku sendiri, bisa tekor ntar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi pengen makan sushi nih&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/5146374740565196963-4996351095893244567?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/4996351095893244567/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/sushi.html#comment-form' title='5 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4996351095893244567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4996351095893244567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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aja"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-6741920330314596795?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/6741920330314596795/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/nasihat-hari-ini.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6741920330314596795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/6741920330314596795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/7169536254218554267/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/mews-introducing-palace-players.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7169536254218554267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7169536254218554267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/mews-introducing-palace-players.html' title='Mew&apos;s &quot;Introducing Palace Players&quot;'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-590414853313006246</id><published>2009-07-08T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:49:38.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunno'/><title type='text'>apa ya ?</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I'll let you go, I'll set you free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when you've seen what you need to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you find you, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini lagu sedih bukan sih?&lt;br /&gt;kok tiap kali denger lagu ini rasanya jadi menye-menye ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song reminds me of... apa ya? semacam kenangan yang nggak perlu banget gitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa sih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nggak banget Men..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't get close if you're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't get inside if there's no soul there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't face you, I can't save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's something you'll have to do&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/5146374740565196963-590414853313006246?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/590414853313006246/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/apa-ya.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/590414853313006246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/590414853313006246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/apa-ya.html' title='apa ya ?'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-2752621692987587685</id><published>2009-07-02T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:16:21.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorama'/><title type='text'>Saya dan Dorama</title><content type='html'>sebelumnya, sroooooooooooooooooooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;kena flu , ingus saya meler-meler&lt;br /&gt;kaos udah gupak ingus hampir di semua bagian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip the matter of ingus! beberapa hari ini saya menghabiskan waktu untuk nonton berbagai macem dorama :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Honey and Clover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•    Ikuta Toma ganteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeng! He's a way too charming for me! Siapa yang bilang dia mirip Ihsan Idol, hah ?!&lt;br /&gt;•    Menurutku pas bagian depan2, alurnya terlalu lambat dan membosankan. Terlalu mengekspos perasaan Takemoto ke Hagu yang tidak terbalas *halah bahasaku.&lt;br /&gt;•    Bagian tengah, udah lumayan kompleks tapi masih agak mbosenin&lt;br /&gt;•    Bagian ending, aku nangis -___-&lt;br /&gt;•    Secara keseluruhan yang menarik menurutku adalah scoringnya dan pengambilan gambarnya. Kalo jalan ceritanya menurutku biasa banget. Si A suka B tapi B suka C tapi C suka D dst. Pokoknya nggak ada yang cintanya berhasil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Doremifasolasido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduh, Jeong Ui-cheol ganteeeng tapi masih kalah dari Ikuta Toma sih :p Apa ya, Jeong Ui-cheol itu lebih ke ngganteng sementara Ikuta Toma lebih ke charming *halah. Ceritanya agak suram sih dan SAYANG SEKALI saudara-saudara, pas bagian tengah dvdnya mandek dan gabisa disetel lagi jadi aku nggak tau endingnyaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Detroit Metal City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpaaaaaaaaaah ini film lucu bangeet! Ceritanya tentang seorang geek (kepalanya kayak jamur) yang ternyata adalah anggota band death metal. Tapi sebenernya dia gak suka dengan aliran death metal, dia pengennya jadi penyanyi pop, tapi tipe pop yang menye-menye gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, talking about Dorama....&lt;br /&gt;Ini aktor paporit saya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M A T S U Y A M A  K E N I C H I !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Sk12kSGfHvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-0iOag3PuZk/s1600-h/matsuken-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Sk12kSGfHvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-0iOag3PuZk/s320/matsuken-l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354065897719799538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ini waktu dia lagi maen jadi L di Death Note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mukanya lucu sih, tapi bukan itu yang menarik perhatian saya.&lt;br /&gt;I think he's such a great great Japanese actor. Di satu pilem sama pilem laen bisa beda banget actingnya and I love it so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Sk12knOqeWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MXgr7PhY7tg/s1600-h/800px-Zenigeba-banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Sk12knOqeWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MXgr7PhY7tg/s320/800px-Zenigeba-banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354065903391242594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ini waktu maen di Zeni Geba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggak terlalu beda sih sama waktu dia jadi L di Death Note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, YANG INIIIII....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Sk12lJov-8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/DTd2rY-i0mc/s1600-h/matsuken-negishi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Sk12lJov-8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/DTd2rY-i0mc/s320/matsuken-negishi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354065912627461058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngg... ini waktu maen di Detroit Metal City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mohon dibandingkan ya dengan foto yang atas-atas -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's why I heart him and his way of acting !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis ini mau minjem apa ya?&lt;br /&gt;Nggg&lt;br /&gt;kayaknya doramanya Ikuta Toma&lt;br /&gt;apa itu judulnya?&lt;br /&gt;Hana Zakari ?&lt;br /&gt;Hana Kimi ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya pokoknya itu deh&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/5146374740565196963-2752621692987587685?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/2752621692987587685/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/saya-dan-dorama.html#comment-form' title='5 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2752621692987587685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2752621692987587685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/07/saya-dan-dorama.html' title='Saya dan Dorama'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/Sk12kSGfHvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-0iOag3PuZk/s72-c/matsuken-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-7593409890549806952</id><published>2009-06-27T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:53:56.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Landon Pigg's Falling in Love at A Coffee Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think that possibly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I've fallen for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yes there's a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I've fallen quite hard over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've seen the paths that your eyes wander down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wanna come too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think that possibly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I've fallen for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No one understands me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Quite like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Through all of the shadowy corners of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never knew just what it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; About the same coffee shop I love so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All of the while I never knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never knew just what it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; About this old coffee shop I love so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All of the while I never knew-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think that possibly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I've fallen for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yes, there's a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I've fallen quite hard over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've seen the waters that make your eyes shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I'm shining too-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because, oh because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've fallen quite hard over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I didn't know you, I'd rather not know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I couldn't have you, I'd rather be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never knew just what it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; About the same coffee shop I love so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All of the while I never knew-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never knew just what it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; About this old coffee shop I love so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All of the while I never knew-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All of the while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All of the while, it was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a nice song, anyway :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-7593409890549806952?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/7593409890549806952/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/06/landon-piggs-falling-in-love-at-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7593409890549806952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7593409890549806952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/06/landon-piggs-falling-in-love-at-coffee.html' title='Landon Pigg&apos;s Falling in Love at A Coffee Shop'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8599211584471582073</id><published>2009-06-23T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:24:55.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ache'/><title type='text'>rururururururururururu whatta rumble !!</title><content type='html'>I've got a sore throat. Woooow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I don't know what to do whenever I can not talk a lot or shout like I usually do. This throat...arrrrgh, it just hurts every time I try to talk even a word :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems it's not enough, I've got a stomachache. Well, not a serious stomachache actually. This is like what girls usually experience every month. Nggg.... got it? However, this ache quite hurts me so that I can't do alotta things -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is what I'm doing now: sitting in front of my laptop, blogging, and once exploring YouTube. You know what kind of video I watch? Okay, here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tak Gendong - Mbah Surip&lt;br /&gt;2. Kamu-kamu-kamu lagi (I dunno exatcly the title) - The Sisters&lt;br /&gt;3. Boys Before Flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should do a more valuable thing, shouldn't I ? No, no, I don't mean to say that watching Mbah Surip is not valuable. He's funny in all ways, really. I can't stop laughing every time I hear "Tak Gendong". It entertains me a lot, trust me what I say, and I need some entertainment after the very-busy two months recently. However, come to think of it, I've got alotta stuffs to do on this holiday. Diet (it's a must!), cleaning my bedroom, doing the science-expo-project (TO BE HONEST, I really have no interest at all with this activity. I mean, for God's sake, I love things like science cs but.... well, I just need a lot of holy-holiday after my brain and my heart were being totally pressed on these latest 2 months), developing my piano-skill, learning to cook, and so on and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, look what I'm doing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic I am hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, by the waaaaaay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday my cousin will hold her wedding ceremony&lt;br /&gt;and guess what&lt;br /&gt;she ask me to dress in a kebaya and 'menjaga buku tamu'&lt;br /&gt;means&lt;br /&gt;I have to smile all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatta....rumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also,&lt;br /&gt;why should I STILL have a chemistry course this afternoon ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost holiday, ISN'T IT ?&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have a chemistry course before holidaaaay ? DO YOUUUUUUUUUUUU ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;I try to forgive the one I hate the most&lt;br /&gt;I mean, WEDHUS&lt;br /&gt;It means nothing if I just grumble and curse him every time he walks in front of me&lt;br /&gt;So, I have to....&lt;br /&gt;(aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I don't believe I would say this kind of thing)&lt;br /&gt;FORGIVE HIM&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;I suddenly dunno what more to talk about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8599211584471582073?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-8689602686709733589</id><published>2009-06-22T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:43:01.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily twist'/><title type='text'>berdoalah sebelum makan</title><content type='html'>Kejadian di pagi hari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mbak Yanii..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya, Bu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brownies kukus yang dibeli kemaren ada di mana ya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya taruh di meja makan, Bu.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Loh, nggak ditaruh kulkas?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah, lupa e bu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu memeriksa brownies kukus yang ditaroh di meja makan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lah, ini kok ada putih-putihnya, Mbak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah, Bu, itu kayaknya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jamuren&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jamuren ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah makan dua potong e ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-8689602686709733589?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/8689602686709733589/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/06/berdoalah-sebelum-makan.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/8689602686709733589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa ya ?&lt;br /&gt;aku kecewa, itu jelas&lt;br /&gt;walopun aku bilang udah recover, ternyata...&lt;br /&gt;ya belum juga&lt;br /&gt;kalo inget semuanya lagi, aku marah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalo aku jadi kamu pasti nangis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimana ya ? Ini untuk pertama kalinya aku marah banget sampe ga bisa nangis&lt;br /&gt;2 jam kuhabiskan untuk memisuhi orang itu dengan sederet kosakata permisuhan yang saya tau&lt;br /&gt;2 jam kuhabiskan untuk membayangkan orang itu kepalanya taklempar asbak ampe benjut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa ya ? kenapa dia mau-maunya disuruh melakukan hal itu ya?&lt;br /&gt;dijanjiin apa dia ? jabatan ?&lt;br /&gt;well, aku nggak peduli dengan nepotisme yang dia lakukan or whatever it is tapi TOLONG YA MBOK JANGAN MELIBATKAN AKU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo dia jadi pejabat, dia pasti bakalan hobi korupsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bekerja sendirian&lt;br /&gt;berusaha menganggap itu adalah hal yang serius karena aku tau yang aku inginkan di masa depan bukanlah hal yang mudah diraih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, gimana yaaaaa?&lt;br /&gt;orang yang hobinya terima jadi kayak dia mah nggak bakal tau rasanya berjuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sempet percaya sama dia di hari-hari pertama&lt;br /&gt;maksudku, kamu emang bakalan curiga ya ama orang yang tampaknya bisa dipercaya?&lt;br /&gt;tapi yaaaa... dia kayak gitu kok&lt;br /&gt;emang nggak pantes dipercaya dia itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan orang yang menyuruh dia melakukan itu, wow........................&lt;br /&gt;he or she or THEY must be so nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Terus kalo mereka minta maaf gimana ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaaaaaa aku tau aku harusnya maafin mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, kapan-kapan aja deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalo mereka nggak minta maaf ?"&lt;br /&gt;Nah, kalo itu aku malah nggak kaget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di sinilah imanku lagi-lagi diuji&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, I know I can always rely on You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-2923683513928912623?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/2923683513928912623/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/06/totally-disappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2923683513928912623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/2923683513928912623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/06/totally-disappointed.html' title='totally disappointed'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-4543847681441411647</id><published>2009-06-10T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:35:37.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I motivate myself :)</title><content type='html'>"May your tears come from laughing&lt;br /&gt;You find friends worth having&lt;br /&gt;As every year passes&lt;br /&gt;They mean more than gold&lt;br /&gt;May you win and stay humble&lt;br /&gt;Smile more than grumble&lt;br /&gt;And know when you stumble&lt;br /&gt;You're never alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lady Antebellum ft. Jim Brickman - Never Alone)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-4543847681441411647?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/4543847681441411647/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-motivate-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4543847681441411647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/4543847681441411647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-motivate-myself.html' title='I motivate myself :)'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-3917842395538934505</id><published>2009-05-22T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:55:54.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><title type='text'>nging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I really have no idea why I should weep upon a very confusing person like bzzz. He's totally out of my life! I have a lot of things to tell him. I just want him to understand that he's not that lovable! Not all the girls in this world want him! He even is a huge &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; for me. If he thinks he can always attract me, well, sori-dori-mori-stroberi, it's only in your dream, dude. I have a list of things to reach and you're not in it, you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I quit this ridiculous story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-3917842395538934505?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/3917842395538934505/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/05/nging.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/3917842395538934505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/3917842395538934505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/05/nging.html' title='nging'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-7774715761207770453</id><published>2009-05-13T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T03:43:39.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilem'/><title type='text'>hati-hati di rental visidi</title><content type='html'>Saya adalah orang yang penakut, really. Saya pernah di sekolah jam 6 sore dan ga berani pulang sendiri karena sudah gelap jadi saya nungguin ada orang yang bisa diajak barengan ke arah parkiran. Saya sendiri sedikit bingung dengan sikap penakut binti jirihan ini. Apa gerangan yang menyebabkan saya jadi penakut? Setelah saya telusuri, saya menjadi lebih penakut setelah sebuah kejadian di rental vcd di dekat rumah saya :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kejadiannya udah agak lama sih. Pokoknya, waktu itu si kakak ngajak saya ke rental visidi deket rumah buat minjem visidi. Saya sih iya-iya aja, kan dibayarin. Terus, kami mengexplore isi rental visidi tersebut buat nyari visidi kesukaan kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada dasarnya, genre pilem yang saya sukai adalah komedi. Oke, drama jugak, sometimes. Saya lihat2 di bagian komedi dan tidak menemukan pilem yang klik di hati *halah bahasaku. Lalu, naluri iseng saya tiba-tiba muncul, berkedip-kedip bak sirine ambulans. Saya lalu beranjak mengunjungi konter pilem animasi dan menemukan kenyataan bahwa the movies on the shelf were dominated by DORA the EXPLORER! jeng-jeng-jeng-jeng! Kok kayaknya dari atas ke bawah isinya Dora tok. Maklum, pas jaman-jaman itu Dora lagi ngetrend. Kayaknya, gak gaoel gituuuu kalo gak nonton Dora ! Tapi, saya kan bukan anak gaoel, jadi saya gak nonton Dora. Tapi kalo Teletabis, saya udah katam loh! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hanjuk ngopo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena penasaran &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mosok sih pilemnya cumak ada Dora&lt;/span&gt;, saya ngobrak-abrik isi rak tersebut dan ternyata.... pilem animasi laen jugak ada, tapi ditaroh di belakang Dora. Wolha. Apa-apaan ini. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sungguh terlalu!&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;diucapkan gaya Rhoma Irama&lt;/span&gt;. Saya merasa sedikit kesal dengan Dora si gadis petualang berkepala helm itu. Iya, iya, ngerti deh kalo lagi di puncak popularitas! Tapi jangan terus pilem lain njuk ditutupin dong! Dengan sedikit nggersula, saya mencari pilem Finding Neverland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, ini dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu saya lagi memilah-milah visidi , tiba-tiba saya melihat sampul visidi film THE GRUDGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngg, tau kan cover the grudge kayak apa? Ada gambar cewek berdarah-darah gituuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, mari kita reka ulang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di antara visidi Dora The Explorer yang notabene covernya berwarna pink ceria&lt;br /&gt;ada&lt;br /&gt;visidi&lt;br /&gt;THE GRUDGE&lt;br /&gt;Yang covernya super menyeramkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan spontan saya berteriak bak gadis-gadis di serial cantik&lt;br /&gt;"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seluruh isi rental visidi kaget. Mbak-mbaknya bahkan mendatangi saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbak-mbak rental : "Ada apa dik ?" *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dengan nada cemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya : "Ini. Lho. Mbak. Tolong. Ya. Filmnya. Ditaroh. Yang. Bener. Saya. Kaget. Tadi" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dengan terbata-bata, bukan tersemen-semen, sambil menunjuk visidi The Grudge&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbak-mbak rental : "Oh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOASEM REAKSINYA GITU TOK OG PIYE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakiiiiiiit hati ini, sakiiiiiiiiiiiiit rasanya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semenjak saat itu, saya jadi lebih penakut.&lt;br /&gt; Eh, sebelumnya jugak udah penakut deng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-7774715761207770453?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/7774715761207770453/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/05/hati-hati-di-rental-visidi.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7774715761207770453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/7774715761207770453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/05/hati-hati-di-rental-visidi.html' title='hati-hati di rental visidi'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5146374740565196963.post-963934666638155773</id><published>2009-04-29T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:41:17.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><title type='text'>hello !</title><content type='html'>Hi! This is my first post. Woohoo, so happy to make a new blog. I want to share you my daily life, thoughts, laughs, and even cries. This is about my life and people around me. &lt;div&gt;I ever made a blog actually. It's abandoned now :B Well, I made my first blog when blogging was popular in my surroundings. Firstly, I was so on fire that every day I could make even more than 2 posts. But, trust me what I say, all my posts were very short and boring -___- Then I started feeling bored and left it. One day, I woke up in the morning and suddenly thought ,"I want to renew my blog!" Hahaha, I know, it sounds so silly. However, it was the fact. So, I think it's not bad to restart from the beginning by making a new blog, isn't it ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, I am not a good writer. Even, I am a very moody person. Well, let's see how long this blog will last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I'll try to make this blog everlasting =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a nice reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5146374740565196963-963934666638155773?l=oowmentaroow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/feeds/963934666638155773/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/963934666638155773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5146374740565196963/posts/default/963934666638155773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oowmentaroow.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title='hello !'/><author><name>Mentari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15226074519821581427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6sygSWYeUk/SlKlPKPq8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IMdF5wQeN-s/S220/Photo+22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
