<?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-7303010</id><updated>2012-02-07T23:20:23.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling asleep...</title><subtitle type='html'>when we got too much to think things thats not neccesarily our interest, we get tired. when we get really tired, we fall asleep. lets fall, lets us do free falling, lets us do free falling asleep, so we can think things that we want to think, to create stories that we want to create, to live in the world we want to live, in our sleep.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-7024013559356605734</id><published>2011-11-07T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T07:45:43.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts about money</title><content type='html'>People do pushing their limits to get some money, as much money as they can.&lt;br /&gt;What for? Yes, to be free. To be free to do anything they want. A financial freedom.&lt;br /&gt;But what happens is people don’t do a thing that they want to all their life. In pursuit of money.&lt;br /&gt;So, what freedom?&lt;br /&gt;What’s a sophisticated gadget if we don’t have time to use it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First reasoning: You’d do it for the kid’s education. Tuition for a good school is getting higher.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that putting your kids in a good expensive school will assure their future? Yes, it’ll teach good things, but not everything necessary thing to live at their own.&lt;br /&gt;It is still your responsibility to teach them how to live. No matter how many subjects you pay for your kid courses, it is still your responsibility. You have to learn how to teach your kid how to live, you can’t run nor hide.&lt;br /&gt;But yes, you can blame your parents if they don’t teach you how. So now you’re clueless. Learn, so your kid won’t blame you.&lt;br /&gt;What? You want your kid know how to get money? To be secured? So they can live exactly like you do? Oh, you’re so cruel. Let me go back, what is our purpose to get money again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second reasoning: You’d do it so at least your kid can enjoy financial freedom; you want them to be happy. &lt;br /&gt;First of all, money on your kids pocket doesn’t make them happy. In contrary, they’ll run out on wants. Toys can’t make them happy anymore, coz they can get it without ever try hard. You have to conduct a lesson for your kid on how to try hard.&lt;br /&gt;Plus you can’t make other people do everything for your kid while what she has to do is ask. She wouldn’t know how to live. She wouldn’t know how to socialize. She wouldn’t know how to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Our world is already a world of consumption. Our every day is other people try to seduce us to want their product, and our job is to get other people buy our product. It’s all about moving money in pockets, buy and selling things we’ve taken from earth resources. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does money do again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-7024013559356605734?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7024013559356605734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=7024013559356605734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7024013559356605734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7024013559356605734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2011/11/thoughts-about-money.html' title='thoughts about money'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4003065597980449300</id><published>2011-08-18T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T04:18:07.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ini blog apaan sih !!?!?!</title><content type='html'>ini blog apaan sih!!?!?! kok isinya sedih2 mulu?&lt;br /&gt;ya soalnya gw nulis diblog ini pas sedih / ada yg dipikirin doang, seneng2nya jarang diceritain, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas seneng, lupa sama blog&lt;br /&gt;pas seneng banget, mana kepikiran nulis disini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sempet gw mikir, blog ini kaya tempat sampah&lt;br /&gt;sempet gw mikir, blog ini palette tempat gw berhias kata2 pengharapan ga berguna&lt;br /&gt;sempet gw mikir, blog ini tempat berdoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayanya yg paling bener yg terakhir deh&lt;br /&gt;isinya harapan2 gw, cara gw mengorganisir benang kusut pikiran gw&lt;br /&gt;apa yg paling blog ini refleksikan, adalah Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini cara gw berkomunikasi sama Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;gw berdoa saat gw pengen sesuatu&lt;br /&gt;gw berdoa saat gw butuh bantuan, untuk mengerti kehendak Nya&lt;br /&gt;pas lg senengnya, terkadang gw lupa untuk bicara sama Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang perlu gw lakukan sekarang adalah&lt;br /&gt;bersyukur&lt;br /&gt;bersyukur atas segala nikmat yang udah Tuhan berikan&lt;br /&gt;bukan cuma berkeluh kesah aja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA NGGA!&lt;br /&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang kerjaan gw oke&lt;br /&gt;sekarang gw bisa nyicil mobil gw sendiri&lt;br /&gt;sekarang gw punya gitar yang paling gw mau, berikut ampli sama efeknya&lt;br /&gt;sekarang gw punya temen2 setia, yg dari dulu pengen gw punya&lt;br /&gt;sekarang gw punya istri yang sholeh &lt;br /&gt;sekarang istri gw lg hamil, mengandung anak gw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH BANGET!&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih Ya Allah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4003065597980449300?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4003065597980449300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4003065597980449300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4003065597980449300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4003065597980449300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2011/08/ini-blog-apaan-sih.html' title='ini blog apaan sih !!?!?!'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-1327253943989503456</id><published>2011-03-21T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T17:47:47.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagi</title><content type='html'>Ini kayanya tulisan pagi saya yang pertama&lt;br /&gt;Sebelumnya ada sih tulisan yang dimulainya pagi, tapi selesainya sore atau malam&lt;br /&gt;Belum pernah ada yang ditulis pagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh ntar dulu&lt;br /&gt;Kayanya ada sih, tapi masuk kategorinya subuh kali ya, yang diposting di antara jam 12 malam hingga jam 5 pagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the sleepiest blog post ever!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-1327253943989503456?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1327253943989503456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=1327253943989503456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/1327253943989503456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/1327253943989503456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2011/03/pagi.html' title='Pagi'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-8362817407716008116</id><published>2011-02-08T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T04:02:42.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no complain</title><content type='html'>i'm not complaining this is not the shrink room&lt;br /&gt;i'm not complaining i'm not in pain&lt;br /&gt;i'm not complaining i have more than enough&lt;br /&gt;i'm just doing what i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe i'm not the expert, but i'm learning&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm making excuses again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is, there is not one day, i didn't play with my computer instead of working continuously&lt;br /&gt;it is simply because i don't know how&lt;br /&gt;yes, i admit that i didn't give the best for what i'm paid for&lt;br /&gt;and no, i'm not proud of it&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like barney from the tv show, except i'm not proud of it and people are watching me closely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also unhappy since its not easy for me to talk to you guys&lt;br /&gt;it is also sad that some of you happier to talk behind me&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, i cant ask you guys for what i should do&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, i should be the expert, while i'm not&lt;br /&gt;and there is nobody can help me while nobody can be blamed also for assigning me in this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what am i doing now?&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretending that i'm working behind my desk while actually i'm writing this&lt;br /&gt;dear mr. boss that watching me from across the room, give me mercy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-8362817407716008116?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8362817407716008116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=8362817407716008116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8362817407716008116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8362817407716008116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-complain.html' title='no complain'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2091413911516702398</id><published>2011-02-07T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T03:25:26.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>open for reading</title><content type='html'>beberapa bulan yang lalu saya memutuskan untuk menutup blog ini untuk umum, dikarenakan lagi-lagi saya merasa beberapa posting saya di masa lalu tidak layak untuk konsumsi semua orang.&lt;br /&gt;saya sedikitpun tidak ada niat untuk menghapusnya, demi mengawetkan memori dan mendokumentasikan histori tentang sedikit yang terjadi di masa lalu saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kali ini, saya membukanya lagi. kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidak lain karena saya sampai pada satu kesimpulan bahwa di titik ini, pembaca blog saya hanyalah orang-orang yang cukup mengenal saya, dan cukup dewasa untuk menilai saya secukupnya saya perlu dinilai.&lt;br /&gt;ya, salah satu alasan saya menutup blog ini untuk umum sebelumnya adalah karena ternyata saya perduli akan pendapat orang lain mengenai saya, dan saya malu akan hal-hal salah yang saya lakukan di masa lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kemudian saya berpikir, sejelek apapun jalan yang telah saya lalui, selicik apapun saya menggeliat untuk melewatinya, saya telah melewatinya. dan saya mengambil pelajaran darinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya berharap tulisan saya di masa lalu bisa dilihat seperti lukisan, sebuah seni tulisan, tentang seorang bocah laki-laki yang mencoba memikirkan sendiri bagaimana cara melewati masanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih para pembaca, kalianlah alasan saya bercerita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2091413911516702398?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2091413911516702398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=2091413911516702398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2091413911516702398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2091413911516702398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2011/02/open-for-reading.html' title='open for reading'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3887350198241858159</id><published>2010-09-13T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T11:08:15.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menemukan Diri</title><content type='html'>Apakah mungkin menemukan diri kita di dalam orang lain?&lt;br&gt;Saya tidak bicara tentang sesuatu yang bersifat fisik, saya bicara tentang pengalaman unik menemukan jiwa yang serupa&lt;p&gt;Saya coba ejawantahkan&lt;br&gt;Mungkin sesederhana ketertarikan pada topik yang sama, atau kesamaan pengalaman&lt;br&gt;Menikmati musik yang sama&lt;br&gt;Terinspirasi oleh buku yang sama&lt;br&gt;Menangis saat menonton film yang sama&lt;br&gt;Tertawa karena memikirkan hal yang sama&lt;p&gt;Akan menarik jika kita bisa bertukar kata&lt;br&gt;Rgds,&lt;br&gt;Arief&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3887350198241858159?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3887350198241858159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3887350198241858159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3887350198241858159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3887350198241858159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2010/09/menemukan-diri.html' title='Menemukan Diri'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4828849737142766054</id><published>2010-09-11T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T15:56:40.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GE stands for Glowing Eyes</title><content type='html'>I once had a friend, with a crooked smile and a good teeth.&lt;br&gt;But what people remember from her, is her glowing eyes. It show something from the inside, and people like, noticing it.&lt;br&gt;She got a good personality, good at making people comfortable talking with her. I enjoy her companion, more than just an acquintance, but its a casual one.&lt;br&gt;I know this is arguable, l thought that all the energy comes from the eye.&lt;p&gt;One day, she had a crush with someone.&lt;br&gt;That crush, becomes an obsession.&lt;br&gt;With the glowing eyes, she managed to get a relationship with him.&lt;br&gt;She was all happy, cheerful, even insightful about her new relationship. &lt;br&gt;She gave all of her time, makes no arrangement with other friends, including me.&lt;p&gt;Me and a bunch of good friends kind of missing her.&lt;br&gt;Its going on for a few months, but things changed.&lt;br&gt;The boy got bored, and dumped her.&lt;br&gt;She looses her glowing eyes.&lt;p&gt;Well yeah, she got time for friends at that time, but without the glowing eyes, she cannot satisfy what we&amp;#39;ve missed from her.&lt;br&gt;I try to retain her trust, in order to make her tell exactly what happened, that make her looses her glowing eyes.&lt;br&gt;I try to help, but I can&amp;#39;t. She&amp;#39;s beyond help. She closes her.&lt;br&gt;The glowing eyes has become, a drowning eyes.&lt;p&gt;Time pasts, years, she managed to cope.&lt;br&gt;The drowning eyes, becomes a just a normal, regular eyes.&lt;br&gt;She talks, she accepting things.&lt;br&gt;She is being like other girl, well more like pretending to be one, but everybody trust her.&lt;p&gt;Occasionally, we met each other.&lt;br&gt;We trade normal stories.&lt;br&gt;It was all normal, and boring.&lt;p&gt;Until one day, she is seeing the boy, the one who dumped her before, again.&lt;br&gt;It doesn&amp;#39;t take months, I see the glow again.&lt;br&gt;That glowing eyes that I always missed.&lt;br&gt;The boy seems to be having a good intention, realizing what potential that he wasted long ago.&lt;p&gt;As a normal, logical person, she was scared to trip to the same hole all over again.&lt;br&gt;She&amp;#39;s asking my advise.&lt;br&gt;I told her to go for it. Even if it doesn&amp;#39;t work, its worth the try. &lt;br&gt;As I already say before, I&amp;#39;ve never see such glowing eyes again.&lt;p&gt;And its all worth it.&lt;br&gt;She got married with the boy, locking her glowing eyes in the right place, for the rest of her life.&lt;p&gt;The sad part is, she didn&amp;#39;t spare time anymore for me since.&lt;br&gt;But even if I cannot see the glowing eyes anymore, knowing its attached with her, is already comforting.&lt;br&gt;Now I figured what GE stands for.&lt;br&gt;Rgds,&lt;br&gt;Arief&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4828849737142766054?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4828849737142766054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2456336650457267803</id><published>2010-08-14T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T10:56:25.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menikmati Pernikahan Saya dengan Perlahan-lahan</title><content type='html'>Jam 12&lt;br&gt;Malam sudah berakhir&lt;br&gt;Di luar jendela terdengar suara air menyentuh tanah&lt;br&gt;Saya melihat istri saya sedang memakai mukena untuk shalat isya&lt;br&gt;Alhamdulillah, sungguh sebuah pemandangan yang indah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saya sadari, kadang saya bergerak terlalu cepat, melupakan detil kecil keindahan dalam pernikahan saya&lt;br&gt;Betul, ada perubahan-perubahan besar dalam hidup saya yang memerlukan kecepatan dan ketepatan&lt;br&gt;Saya harus memastikan semuanya berjalan pada tempatnya&lt;br&gt;Kadang saya lupa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ia kini tertidur disebelah saya, kelelahan&lt;br&gt;Sebelum saya ikut terlelap, saya bersyukur&lt;br&gt;Saya punya istri yang cantik, yang selalu mendukung dalam setiap langkah saya&lt;br&gt;Seorang pribadi yang lahir dan tumbuh di keluarga dengan budaya dan kebiasaan yang berbeda, mau menyesuaikan diri untuk saya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kadang tidak mudah, tapi kita berusaha&lt;br&gt;Perbedaan didasari oleh keunikan yang menjadikan diri sebagai individu personal&lt;br&gt;Untuk bisa hidup bersama, adalah suatu proses yang indah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Napasnya berhembus dikulit saya. &lt;br&gt;Saya berharap ia akan selalu ada&lt;br&gt;Tuhan berikan kita waktu yang berbeda-beda&lt;br&gt;Seumur hidup, adalah sedikit yang bisa saya berikan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saya nikmati pernikahan saya, didalam satuan gerakan terkecil. &lt;br&gt;Perlahan-lahan.&lt;br&gt;Alhamdulillahi rabbil alamiin.&lt;br&gt;Rgds,&lt;br&gt;Arief&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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agama di dunia. Dia mencoba memaparkan teori agama universal, didukung sama simbol, artefak2, yg memang berada di dunia nyata, ditempat2 yg terkenal. Sayang, kali ini dia berbusa menjual sebuah teori yd dia pikir cemerlang, tapi tidak dengan dasar yg cukup kuat. &lt;br /&gt;Idenya terlalu mengawang-ngawang, didasari oleh fakta2 dari ilmu yg masih jauh dari sempurna. Kelihatannya jualan inti, ide inti dari buku ini, hanya pembenaran dari keyakinan-keyakinan pribadi Dan Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, setelah saya beres baca buku ini, giliran istri saya yg baca.&lt;br /&gt;Dia begitu antusias ingin membaca 2 bulan yg lalu, sekarang ya gitu deh :)&lt;br /&gt;Saking menariknya, inilah yg terjadi setelah 5menit dia berusaha baca:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/TFw1OGWMTiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3hv1Dpk_Uk0/s1600/IMG00090-20100806-2208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/TFw1OGWMTiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3hv1Dpk_Uk0/s320/IMG00090-20100806-2208.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502331361078038050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5520542922616512293?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5520542922616512293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5520542922616512293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5520542922616512293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5520542922616512293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2010/08/review-buku-lost-symbol-by-dan-brown_06.html' title='Review Buku The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown Part II'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/TFw1OGWMTiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3hv1Dpk_Uk0/s72-c/IMG00090-20100806-2208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-5540430535703985246</id><published>2010-08-02T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T23:41:05.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review Buku The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown.</title><content type='html'>It is another day on earth.&lt;br&gt;Iseng2 nge-review buku ah mumpung lg istirahat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Semalem pengen bgt namatin the lost symbol, soalnya udh tinggal beberapa chapter lg, tp gakuat tunduh.&lt;br&gt;Udah dr kapan taun baca buku itu gatamat2.&lt;br&gt;Rame sih suspense gt, tp buat yg udh pernah baca Dan Brown yg manapun, pasti udah apal sama plot dan temponya. Plotnya itu ampir bisa dibilang sama disemua bukunya.&lt;br&gt;Excitementnya itu lebih ke fakta2 kontroversial yg provokatif yg kita gak tau. Kaya simbol2 pagan di gereja, simbol mason di uang dollar, yg gitu-gitulah.&lt;br&gt;Jatoh-jatohnya ga tlalu antusias bacanya, ga kaya pertama kali baca da vinci code.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tapi tetep merupakan suatu pengalaman yg menarik, mengaduk konsep2 okultisme dan sistem kepercayaan, selalu jadi daya tarik dari buku Dan Brown. &lt;br&gt;Walaupun beberapa kali saya terdistract sama serial TV yg lg ditonton maraton sama istri saya. &lt;br&gt;Kebetulan istri saya lg tergila2 sama serial TV yg judulnya Dexter, tentang seorang serial killer yg sehari2nya bekerja sebagai analis cipratan darah di lab TKP kantor polisi Miami.&lt;br&gt;Wow, kira2 dikantor polisi Bandung Barat ada ga ya analis cipratan darah.&lt;br&gt;Sebenernya si film psikopat/sosiopat kesukaan istri saya ini ga terlalu well directed, budget sedeng lah, tp sudah cukup kuat buat nge-distract saya dari buku lost symbol yg sedang baca.&lt;br&gt;Seringkali saya merasa tiba2 tangan saya pegal karena pegang buku tebel dan berat, tapi mata mah ngeliat ke TV.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ya sudah segitu cukup ya reviewnya :D&lt;br&gt;Rgds,&lt;br&gt;Arief&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5540430535703985246?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5540430535703985246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5540430535703985246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5540430535703985246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5540430535703985246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2010/08/review-buku-lost-symbol-by-dan-brown.html' title='Review Buku The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown.'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4526949070268813151</id><published>2010-06-01T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T08:13:42.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>luck</title><content type='html'>do you believe in luck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do, what kinda luck do you believe? &lt;br /&gt;does it attached to someone since the day she's born,&lt;br /&gt;or inherited in someway,&lt;br /&gt;or something a person carry that brings the luck?&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking about something that relates to magic&lt;br /&gt;do you even believe in magical things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know a person who is very lucky&lt;br /&gt;i won't consider her even lucky, not before today&lt;br /&gt;okay, she can solve things that i can't solve with my logic&lt;br /&gt;she's good on scoreboards&lt;br /&gt;she's good on making people do things&lt;br /&gt;shortly, she get what her wants&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't make me think she's that different with other people&lt;br /&gt;i thought everybody can be that person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition, she's sloppy, didn't see details, well not kinda type that follow manuals,&lt;br /&gt;but she never got into trouble. even if she had, she get out of it quickly.&lt;br /&gt;i still didn't think she's special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until today, she opened a solid hard metal numeric key lock, consists of four number combination key, in about 15minutes.&lt;br /&gt;WOW. for me its a real big wow.&lt;br /&gt;its a combination of four numbers lock, meaning thousands of possibility to open.&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i give up on that lock, until she open it for me&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to believe that she is lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is some people who is lucky.&lt;br /&gt;at least luckier than any other regular, average person&lt;br /&gt;what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4526949070268813151?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4526949070268813151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4526949070268813151&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4526949070268813151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4526949070268813151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2010/06/luck.html' title='luck'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3971785183316215258</id><published>2010-05-29T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T17:19:10.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my beautiful wife is still sleeping and i feel like wanna write something</title><content type='html'>i wake up earlier this morning, and realize that beside me lay a very beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;i love her very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's worry&lt;br /&gt;maybe she didn't speak that much about it&lt;br /&gt;but she is worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, you don't have to think about everything&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am nothing, but i am trying&lt;br /&gt;life isn't easy, but please don't put it all in your head&lt;br /&gt;i can do this, we can do this together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have to believe that we can&lt;br /&gt;although in times i feel my world is going down, but somehow we can make it right&lt;br /&gt;we're young and we're trying, this is our challenge&lt;br /&gt;i know, i'm not as good as plan guides, all i can say know is i'm on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every wall that we see is not ours&lt;br /&gt;i know that you want yours&lt;br /&gt;baby we will have ours. &lt;br /&gt;how? i will answer it soon, so please don't let the question hanging on you all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody comfortable with conformity&lt;br /&gt;everybody wants a good plan&lt;br /&gt;its how we're gonna make it happen&lt;br /&gt;not how we're gonna catch it when it fall from the sky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3971785183316215258?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3971785183316215258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3971785183316215258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3971785183316215258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3971785183316215258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-beautiful-wife-is-still-sleeping-and.html' title='my beautiful wife is still sleeping and i feel like wanna write something'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-1993936606061395362</id><published>2010-05-07T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:03:30.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you</title><content type='html'>you are so very special&lt;br /&gt;even if people close to you didn't treat you that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're still special&lt;br /&gt;even if you're not meant to be with someone that special to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are so very special&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-1993936606061395362?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1993936606061395362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=1993936606061395362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/1993936606061395362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/1993936606061395362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2010/05/you.html' title='you'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-8734682241926945952</id><published>2010-04-14T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T07:58:50.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the choices of life I</title><content type='html'>belakangan lagi sering merhatiin orang-orang kalo lagi dijalan&lt;br /&gt;ngeliatin gimana orang dengan kehidupan mereka masing2&lt;br /&gt;mereka hidup dengan caranya sendiri, dengan cara yg dipilihnya masing2&lt;br /&gt;ada yg milih jualan ikan hias dijalan, buka toko spare part motor, ada juga yg milih kerja dikantor seharian, diruang ber-AC, mengotak-ngatik hal yg sama setiap hari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesaat kemudian gw sadar. &lt;br /&gt;kalo mareka bisa hidup (baca: menghidupi diri sendiri) dengan pilihannya masing2, berarti gw juga bisa dong&lt;br /&gt;bekerja, atau wiraswasta?&lt;br /&gt;bekerja dimana, atau usaha apa?&lt;br /&gt;semuanya bisa diamati dijalan, bisa dilihat, disukai, dipilih, dijalani&lt;br /&gt;mau pilih yg mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang gw suka mikir, apakah mereka bener2 memilih jalan yg sedang mereka lewati?&lt;br /&gt;apakah ada orang lain yg memilihkan jalan itu untuk mereka?&lt;br /&gt;apakah mereka terpaksa melakukannya hanya untuk bertahan hidup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jujur, kadang kalo lg dijalan, gw suka ngiri liat mobil orang&lt;br /&gt;bukan ngiri karena keren atau mewahnya, tapi karena mobil-mobil itu merefleksikan ke-aku-an masing2&lt;br /&gt;mereka punya pilihan untuk memilih mobil yg mereka inginkan&lt;br /&gt;mereka membeli, menggunakan mobil yg "ini mobil gw banget, gw yg pilih sendiri, ini sesuai bgt sama kepribadian gw, spesifikasi gw"&lt;br /&gt;gw kagum sama mereka&lt;br /&gt;i say wow&lt;br /&gt;its so you&lt;br /&gt;it defines you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw lalu mikir, apa yg mereka lakukan untuk hidup, hingga mereka bisa beli mobil itu?&lt;br /&gt;apakah mereka melakukan hal yg mereka sukai?&lt;br /&gt;ataukah mereka melakukan hal yg menghasilkan uang yg banyak, tidak peduli mereka menyukainya atau tidak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw sekarang punya kebiasaan yg aneh&lt;br /&gt;gw sekarang suka mengira-ngira pendapatan orang, dengan melihat sepintas orang itu&lt;br /&gt;suka ga disengaja gt sih, kalo lagi dijalan, sambil liat kanan-kiri&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 gw suka kepengen gt seperti orang2 kaya itu&lt;br /&gt;tapi begitu gw runut, ngeliat apa yg mereka lakukan untuk hidup, tantangan2 apa yg harus mereka hadapi, gw urung&lt;br /&gt;dan gw berlanjut ke orang yg berikutnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beberapa bisnis  berincome tinggi didunia ini, tidak memerlukan modal sama sekali&lt;br /&gt;pengusaha2 terkaya yg pernah gw temuin, banyak yg  mulai dari modal nol&lt;br /&gt;mereka bahkan tidak berada di tanah mereka sendiri, mereka merantau tanpa alas kaki&lt;br /&gt;gw sudah cukup bosan dengar success story orang lain&lt;br /&gt;gw mengerti intinya apa&lt;br /&gt;kenapa gw ga ikutin aja jejak mereka?&lt;br /&gt;bukannya pengen kaya juga?&lt;br /&gt;apa bedanya gw sama mereka?&lt;br /&gt;bedanya, gw gapunya keberanian dan determinasi seperti mereka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di sisi lain, gw juga nanya pertanyaan yg sebaliknya&lt;br /&gt;kenapa gw harus ngikutin jejak mereka?&lt;br /&gt;mereka sukses di bidang yg mereka kuasai, kemungkinan besar bidang yg mereka sukai, yg mereka pilih&lt;br /&gt;kenapa gw harus ngikutin jejak mereka yg notabene bukan bidangnya gw, bukan bidang gw pilih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua pemikiran ini berujung pada satu pertanyaan besar&lt;br /&gt;mana yg kita mau pilih:&lt;br /&gt;1. berusaha untuk menjadi kaya dengan cara apapun, agar jika sudah kaya bisa mengekspresikan diri sesuai pilihan dan keinginan masing2&lt;br /&gt;2. melakukan apa yg diinginkan untuk hidup, bidang atau hal yg paling disukai, tidak peduli sakitnya, miskinnya, konsekuensinya&lt;br /&gt;3. terus menjalani jalan yg sudah kita jalani, walaupun ini bukan hal yg kita sukai, juga tidak membuat kita menjadi kaya, berharap keadaan akan berubah sendiri, atau orang lain yg merubahkan keadaan kita suatu hari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg mana?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-8734682241926945952?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8734682241926945952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=8734682241926945952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8734682241926945952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8734682241926945952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2010/04/choices-of-life-i.html' title='the choices of life I'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-9180962564280310762</id><published>2010-03-07T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:29:03.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all may know, I recently got married. Yes, on March 6 2010, which is yesterday, I happen to be got married. It was a happy, joyful, fun marriage. Seriously, I really enjoyed the process, it wasn’t as scary as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day I moved to my wife’s house, which is her parents house.&lt;br /&gt;You know, get married and living together is a whole different thing, but cannot be separated.&lt;br /&gt;Moving to her parents house is one thing, living actually in her room is another thing.&lt;br /&gt;There are some issues that raised, well nothing serious, but I found there is some surprises.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that my major problem living in the parents house is the communication thing with the whole family, how to really connect to them, how to really sincerely accepted as the part of the family. I havent introduce them yet, have I? Okay, the family consists of the mother, the father, and two siblings, with their own special character, plus a huge number of extended family. I’m not saying that the number is a problem, I found it interesting and blissful, since in my family I don’t have the privilege of having a large group of cousins with similar age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just want this to be documented. Yes, my day one. My day one as a husband, a son in law, and a brother in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my first problem (tiny one).&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have the habit to get bath at night. My wife have. She didn’t ask me to, but I feel like I have to. Then I decide to get a bath. &lt;br /&gt;Before getting a bath, I want to brush my teeth. I took my tooth brush from my bag, go to the bathroom, and then I don’t know where to put it. She put her toothbrush in the soap bar place, which I don’t recommend since the bristle would have a contact and its not hygiene. The problem solve with a glass. My wife give me a glass and we agreed to put our toothbrushes in the glass. Voila number one.&lt;br /&gt;In my house, my bathroom, I use to have a bath with a shower puff. My wife don’t use any. But she got one, an unused shower puff. Is it solved? Not yet. Unfortunately, her shower puff is a rounded thick one, which I don’t like. The reason I use a shower puff so that I can save some body foam, the regular puff which I used to featured with foaming function, and that rounded one don’t have the function (I think so). Finally, I get to bath without the puff. Tomorrow I’ll buy one.&lt;br /&gt;Next, the towel. See I have this new towel that my wife get me for the wedding gift. I haven’t notice that it’s a new one, smell like a new one, and has that store smell, and feels like its not clean. I use it anyway. Tomorrow my wife will borrow me hers. A clean, washed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s all for day one.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is huge, we’re going Bali! Yeaaaaayy! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-9180962564280310762?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/9180962564280310762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=9180962564280310762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/9180962564280310762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/9180962564280310762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-1792915946498187221</id><published>2009-11-28T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T19:02:02.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New short story posted! Finally! :)</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;p&gt;Akhirnya setelah beberapa tahun menghilang, saya bisa nulis cerpen lagi! Hehe, emang nih seenak jidat bgt nih jedanya, ga produktif!&lt;p&gt;Tapi emang sih, saya belakangan ga pernah sengaja duduk untuk bikin cerpen, termasuk yg ini. Saya nulis cuman karena ada panggilan hati aja buat nulis, haha. &lt;p&gt;Makasih buat yg udah nge proof read sekaligus jadi pembaca pertama, kali ini judulnya: &lt;p&gt;see you at the rest area&lt;p&gt;Bisa dibaca di: &lt;a href="http://anuaja.xanga.com/"&gt;http://anuaja.xanga.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-1792915946498187221?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1792915946498187221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=1792915946498187221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/1792915946498187221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/1792915946498187221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-short-story-posted-finally_28.html' title='New short story posted! Finally! :)'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4585853816177679869</id><published>2009-10-26T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:33:50.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion of Life</title><content type='html'>Forget what is like to chase my passion&lt;br&gt;Now I don&amp;#39;t even know what it is&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not even sure&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I blend into my job&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s what I do&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s the only thing I can do with my most of time&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everytime I touch my guitar, I feel sad&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t play it very well anymore&lt;br&gt;Blaming myself for being untalented&lt;br&gt;Or unpracticed&lt;br&gt;Yes, blame it again to the time&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What my money can buy, isn&amp;#39;t worth the while earning it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss the passion&lt;br&gt;The passion to do what I want to do the most&lt;br&gt;To do the most I want to do in life&lt;br&gt;The passion of life&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can I make my passion of life for living?&lt;br&gt;Fuck man, I&amp;#39;m not sure&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t have the guts to do that&lt;br&gt;Can I play well if I have all the time to practice?&lt;br&gt;Can I write good songs if I give my ears all the good references?&lt;br&gt;Does anyone gonna give a damn of my work?&lt;br&gt;My work of my passions of life?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is me unselfishly&lt;br&gt;Trying to make justification not to&lt;br&gt;Can I give my wife to be a decent living?&lt;br&gt;Even with my current job, I still haven&amp;#39;t give her all the fun she wants&lt;br&gt;Will her stay if I don&amp;#39;t have a penny, idealistically chasing my passion of life?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Idealistically/Idiotically leave my current job?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, I am that coward that people despise&lt;br&gt;A man not chasing his dream, his passion&lt;br&gt;Don&amp;#39;t even know the meaning of his life, too busy trying to make a living&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Someday, will I have the courage?&lt;br&gt;God show me the way&lt;br&gt;The way a man could chase his passion&lt;br&gt;Passion of life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4585853816177679869?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4585853816177679869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4585853816177679869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4585853816177679869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4585853816177679869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/10/passion-of-life.html' title='Passion of Life'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-399841242078364486</id><published>2009-10-08T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:57:51.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish You Love</title><content type='html'>I wish you bluebirds in the spring&lt;br&gt;To give your heart a song to sing&lt;br&gt;And then a kiss&lt;br&gt;But more than this&lt;br&gt;I wish you love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And in July a lemonade&lt;br&gt;To cool you in some leafy glade&lt;br&gt;I wish you health&lt;br&gt;And more than wealth&lt;br&gt;I wish you love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My breaking heart and I agree&lt;br&gt;That you and I could never be&lt;br&gt;So with my best, my very best&lt;br&gt;I set you free&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wish you shelter from the storm&lt;br&gt;A cozy fire to keep you warm&lt;br&gt;But most of all &lt;br&gt;When snowflakes fall&lt;br&gt;I wish you love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rachael Yamagata - Wish You Love&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; smartphone from Sinyal Bagus XL, Nyambung Teruuusss...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-399841242078364486?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/399841242078364486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=399841242078364486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/399841242078364486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/399841242078364486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/10/wish-you-love.html' title='Wish You Love'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-7032869028508626830</id><published>2009-09-09T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:45:06.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The No</title><content type='html'>I kept this memory inside&lt;br&gt;Its the day when I&amp;#39;m trying so hard not to jump off the chair&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We talk about the same thing&lt;br&gt;We talk about your concerns&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Of course, nobody trust me but you&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t even trust myself&lt;br&gt;Tell me bout it&lt;br&gt;Yes, I was pretending&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Did you know?&lt;br&gt;Did you know, but pretend that you didn&amp;#39;t?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was fun&lt;br&gt;More than I expect&lt;br&gt;It was an adult to adult conversation that I always miss&lt;br&gt;A fresh, open, yet adventurous mind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;re the reason I&amp;#39;m scared of rejection&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;re the reason of the inconfidence&lt;br&gt;You represents the dark side of me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate you&lt;br&gt;And I always be&lt;br&gt;You are the &amp;#39;no&amp;#39; that I will not forget&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sorry but I&amp;#39;m not at your side or his&lt;br&gt;I am at my side, not alone&lt;br&gt;I will stop pretending&lt;br&gt;I will not let you dessert or appetizer me&lt;br&gt;Anymore&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rgds, &lt;br&gt;Arief Nugraha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my ThornBerry&amp;#174; wireless handheld&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-7032869028508626830?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7032869028508626830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=7032869028508626830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7032869028508626830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7032869028508626830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/09/no.html' title='The No'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3253740177906633731</id><published>2009-07-15T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:29:57.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disco 2000</title><content type='html'>Well we were born within one hour of each other.&lt;br&gt;Our mothers said we could be sister and brother.&lt;br&gt;Your name is Deborah, Deborah.&lt;br&gt;It never suited ya.&lt;br&gt;Oh they thought that when we grew up,&lt;br&gt;we&amp;#39;d get married, and never split up.&lt;br&gt;We never did it, although often I thought of it.&lt;p&gt;Oh Deborah, do you recall?&lt;br&gt;Your house was very small,&lt;br&gt;with wood chip on the wall.&lt;br&gt;When I came around to call,&lt;br&gt;you didn&amp;#39;t notice me at all.&lt;p&gt;I said let&amp;#39;s all meet up in the year 2000.&lt;br&gt;Won&amp;#39;t it be strange when we&amp;#39;re all fully grown.&lt;br&gt;Be there at 2 o&amp;#39;clock by the fountain down the road.&lt;br&gt;I never knew that you&amp;#39;d get married.&lt;br&gt;I would be living down here on my own on&lt;br&gt;that damp and lonely Thursday years ago.&lt;p&gt;You were the first girl at school to get breasts.&lt;br&gt;Martyn said that yours were the best.&lt;br&gt;The boys all loved you but I was a mess.&lt;br&gt;I had to watch them trying to get you undressed.&lt;br&gt;We were friends but that was as far as it went.&lt;br&gt;I used to walk you home sometimes but it meant,&lt;br&gt;oh it meant nothing to you,&lt;br&gt;cos you were so popular.&lt;p&gt;Deborah do you recall?&lt;br&gt;Your house was very small,&lt;br&gt;with woodchip on the wall.&lt;br&gt;When I came around to call,&lt;br&gt;you didn&amp;#39;t notice me at all.&lt;p&gt;I said let&amp;#39;s all meet up in the year 2000.&lt;br&gt;Won&amp;#39;t it be strange when we&amp;#39;re all fully grown.&lt;br&gt;Be there at 2 o&amp;#39;clock by the fountain down the road.&lt;br&gt;I never knew that you&amp;#39;d get married.&lt;br&gt;I would be living down here on my own&lt;br&gt;on that damp and lonely Thursday years ago.&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah,&lt;br&gt;oh yeah.&lt;p&gt;Ah do you recall?&lt;br&gt;Your house was very small,&lt;br&gt;with wood chip on the wall.&lt;br&gt;When I came around to call,&lt;br&gt;you didn&amp;#39;t notice me at all.&lt;p&gt;I said let&amp;#39;s all meet up in the year 2000.&lt;br&gt;Won&amp;#39;t it be strange when we&amp;#39;re all fully grown.&lt;br&gt;Be there at 2 o&amp;#39;clock by the fountain down the road.&lt;br&gt;I never knew that you&amp;#39;d get married.&lt;br&gt;I would be living down here on my own,&lt;br&gt;on that damp and lonely Thursday years ago.&lt;br&gt;Oh what are you doing Sunday baby.&lt;br&gt;Would you like to come and meet me maybe?&lt;br&gt;You can even bring your baby.&lt;br&gt;Ohhh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh.&lt;br&gt;What are you doing Sunday baby.&lt;br&gt;Would you like to come and meet me maby?&lt;br&gt;You can even bring your baby.&lt;br&gt;Ooh ooh oh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Oh&lt;br&gt;Rgds, &lt;br&gt;Arief Nugraha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my ThornBerry&amp;#174; wireless handheld&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3253740177906633731?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3253740177906633731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3253740177906633731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3253740177906633731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3253740177906633731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/07/disco-2000.html' title='Disco 2000'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2865897791026743174</id><published>2009-07-08T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:27:28.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anu: ga polos lagi</title><content type='html'>Engga, saya masih orang yang sama kok&lt;br&gt;Cuman seiring umur bertambah, banyak ngobrol, bertambah pengalaman, jadi mulai menyadari banyak hal&lt;br&gt;Kalo dunia itu engga selalu seperti yang kita pikirin&lt;br&gt;Gaya amat dunia&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Banyak orang menyimpan rahasia&lt;br&gt;Banyak orang tidak mengatakan yg sebenarnya, yg katanya demi kebaikan&lt;br&gt;Kebaikan siapa ya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Demi mencapai keinginan, rencananya masing2, atau demi segaris ketidaktegaan, kebohongan kecil bisa dibuat&lt;br&gt;Tapi bukan itu kok yg mau saya bahas&lt;br&gt;Bukan tentang bohong&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Orang ternyata ga seperti yang kita pikirkan&lt;br&gt;Jangankan orang yg baru kita kenal&lt;br&gt;Orang yg kita pikir udah kenal banget, bareng sama kita bertahun-tahun&lt;br&gt;Ternyata bisa nyembunyiin diri&lt;br&gt;Atau mungkin menunggu kita mengerti&lt;br&gt;Sampe habis kesabarannya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, teman-teman, sekarang saya sudah tidak polos lagi&lt;br&gt;Saya sekarang tahu maksud kalian&lt;br&gt;Ok emang telat sih, tapi mending telat kan daripada ga nyadar sama sekali&lt;br&gt;Sekarang saya tidak bisa lagi langsung percaya kata-kata kalian&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tidak ada yg suka distereotipekan&lt;br&gt;Tapi kita semua memang punya kesamaan&lt;br&gt;Ada bahasa, yang bukan kata-kata&lt;br&gt;Tapi eksistensinya sangat jelas&lt;br&gt;Tubuh kita yang mengatakan&lt;br&gt;Walau mulut kita bisa bohong&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kita semua satu organisme yg sama&lt;br&gt;Yang bergetar pada frekuensi yg sama&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anu, tidak polos lagi&lt;br&gt;Anu, tidak lagi meyakinkan diri untuk percaya&lt;br&gt;Anu, menerima kenyataan, bahwa tidak semua orang itu baik, dan baik itu goddamn relatif&lt;br&gt;Anu, tahu bahwa semua berjalan dengan tujuan, yang kadang harus berkorban&lt;br&gt;Anu, terus berjalan...&lt;br&gt;Rgds, &lt;br&gt;Arief Nugraha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my ThornBerry&amp;#174; wireless handheld&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2865897791026743174?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2865897791026743174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=2865897791026743174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2865897791026743174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2865897791026743174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/07/anu-ga-polos-lagi.html' title='anu: ga polos lagi'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-8649320985502604567</id><published>2009-06-28T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:41:52.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>balada kecengan SD</title><content type='html'>Siang ini gw dateng ke nikahan anggi&lt;br&gt;Anggi itu temen dan tetangga dari sd.&lt;br&gt;Dulu waktu SD sempet sihh, ngeceng dia, hihi&lt;br&gt;Ya biasalah, ngeceng2 anak sd gituu&lt;p&gt;Sekarang jadi keinget aja&lt;br&gt;Gw itu dulu klo ngeceng orang, kayanya sukaaaaa banget&lt;br&gt;Jd klo suka satu cewek, bener2 suka dan kepikiran bgt.&lt;br&gt;Gw juga jadi inget kebodohan2 gw, karena dulu gw sangat pemalu dan sama sekali ga punya referensi gimana caranya ngedeketin cewek&lt;br&gt;Kecuali novel lupus dan film dono&lt;br&gt;Dua referensi yang sangat bertolak belakang, yang satu lupus yg ngocol abis tp gapernah berani nembak (waktu itu lupus belum berani nembak poppy), sama warkop dgn pendekatannya yg humoris, jail, dan juga jangan lupa, cabul&lt;br&gt;Karena gw waktu itu sangat pemalu jadi ya ga mungkin la ya gw pake pendekatan warkop, jadi gw pake pendekatan lupus&lt;p&gt;Gw inget, dulu kalo malem2 semangaat banget pengen buru2 pagi, pengen buru2 sekolah, soalnya bisa ngeliat si kecengan :)&lt;br&gt;Begitu nyampe disekolah, langsung deh nyari2, trus curi2 pandang deeh&lt;br&gt;Tp yaudah, sebatas itu aja&lt;br&gt;Kayanya kalo deketan itu deg degan bgt, trus kalo ngobrol salting abis&lt;p&gt;Sebenernya pengen bgt nyatain, bilang &amp;#39;aku suka kamu&amp;#39; tapi gabisa, soalnya gatau caranya! That simple&lt;br&gt;Mungkin beda sama temen2 laen yg punya kakak, jadi punya role model, punya seseorang yg bisa dijadiin contoh, punya seseorang yg bisa dimintain pendapat&lt;p&gt;Sepanjang taun waktu kelas 6sd, hal itu kepikiran terus&lt;br&gt;Kepikiran gimana caranya nyatain&lt;br&gt;Bikin skenario2 yg pada akhirnya ga pernah dijalanin&lt;br&gt;Sampe akhirnya masa-masa sd nya abis, huhu&lt;p&gt;Saat itu, gw bener2 nyesel ga sempet nyatain&lt;br&gt;Sampe smp pun, masi kepikiran, kangen masa masa sd&lt;br&gt;Kangen si kecengan&lt;br&gt;Tp seiring dgn berjalannya waktu, ya namanya jg anak kecil ya, punya kecengan yg lain deeehh, lupa dehh ama kecengan yg lama ;D&lt;p&gt;And it start all over again&lt;p&gt;Gw gatau kalo temen2 ngerasa kaya gini ato ngga&lt;br&gt;I miss that feeling&lt;br&gt;I miss that feeling really really crazy about someone&lt;br&gt;Really really think about someone every single moment before sleep&lt;br&gt;Really excited when get a chance to be near, to talk&lt;br&gt;I swear once I wept before sleep (with unclear reason) just to think about it&lt;br&gt;But I don&amp;#39;t have the courage to tell her how I feel ;)&lt;p&gt;Bukan berarti sekarang ga pernah ngerasa kaya gitu, tapi beda aja gitu rasanya dibandingin waktu sd&lt;br&gt;Ya ga sih?&lt;p&gt;Dear Anggi temenku dari SD (her blog is available at my side bar), selamat menempuh hidup baru&lt;br&gt;From the bottom of my heart, I&amp;#39;m so happy for you and your husband ;)&lt;br&gt;Rgds, &lt;br&gt;Arief Nugraha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my ThornBerry&amp;#174; wireless handheld&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-8649320985502604567?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8649320985502604567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-383693028617311430</id><published>2009-06-13T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T06:55:57.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shin men, not just a regular japanese food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a3ba46b/16777249"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a3ba46b/16777249_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;pada tahun '90an, kuliner bernuansa jepang masih sangat jarang, didominasi oleh sebuah chain franchise fast food, yang menawarkan menu yg itu-itu saja&lt;br /&gt;menu yang ditawarkan mirip seperti fast food lain yg sedang tren saat itu, yaitu ayam krispi&lt;br /&gt;namun demikian, restoran fast food tersebut pada jamannya menawarkan menu yg segar, tidak melulu ayam tepung yg merknya berkisar antara negara2 bagian di amerika&lt;br /&gt;sesuai namanya, menu yg ditawarkan adalah menu yg biasa ditemukan di dalam bento, sebuah paket khas makanan jepang&lt;br /&gt;menunya berkisar antara produk daging olahan yg digoreng, dan sejauh-jauhnya yaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalaupun ada restoran jepang yg benar-benar menu lain selain bento, segmen marketnya benar-benar masih terbatas pada kalangan atas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat ini, di negara kita tercinta, restoran sudah sangat berjamur&lt;br /&gt;variasinya pun sangat beragam, dari yg spesialisasinya sushi sampai udon&lt;br /&gt;segmen marketnya pun meluas, hampir semua orang bisa menikmatinya&lt;br /&gt;di bandung, salah satu yg bisa kita temui adalah shin men&lt;br /&gt;jika dibandingkan dengan restoran jepang populer lainnya, menu yg ditawarkan shin men sangatlah beragam&lt;br /&gt;hampir semua jenis makanan jepang populer ada&lt;br /&gt;udon, ramen, mi dingin, bento, sushi, sampai kari, ditawarkan di restoran ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sempat beberapa kali saya kecewa dengan restoran bernuansa jepang, yg citarasanya sudah dimodifikasi, disesuaikan dgn lidah orang indonesia secara berlebihan, sehingga kehilangan ciri khas dan rasa aslinya&lt;br /&gt;tapi shin men tidak termasuk kategori itu&lt;br /&gt;saya sudah coba hampir semua jenis makanan di shin men&lt;br /&gt;mulai dari menu andalannya yaitu shin men special, mi udon dengan ornamen2 khasnya, hingga sushi dan teriyaki&lt;br /&gt;jujur subjektif menurut saya, koki di shin men mempunyai standar yg cukup baik&lt;br /&gt;makanannya enak, walau beberapa menu, rasanya tidak familiar untuk lidah indonesia&lt;br /&gt;saya harus makan udon lima kali, sampai saya menyadari kenikmatan yg terkandung di dalam kuahnya, daging coklat dan putihnya..&lt;br /&gt;bersambung di bag 2.&lt;p align="right" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shozu.com/resources/messages/logo_blog.gif" alt="Posted by ShoZu" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-383693028617311430?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/383693028617311430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=383693028617311430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/383693028617311430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/383693028617311430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/06/shin-men-not-just-regular-japanese-food.html' title='shin men, not just a regular japanese food'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-7711918357973461846</id><published>2009-06-12T02:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:34:22.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tahu bulet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a3ba46b/16777235"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a3ba46b/16777235_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;apakah camilan termutakhir yang akan ngetrend satu abad ke depan?&lt;br /&gt;apakah permen rasa cabe? bukan!&lt;br /&gt;apakah mie pangsit rasa melinjo? bukan!&lt;br /&gt;ataukah nasi goreng babi mentah? sepertinya masih bukan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menurut seorang analis camilan terkemuka, yang akan trend di abad ini tidak lain dan tidak bukan adalah....... jerereeeng jeeng jreeeeeeennnngggg..... TAHU BULAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahu jenis ini memiliki tekstur yg sangat lembut, dengan kulit yang agak krispi jika digoreng&lt;br /&gt;ukurannya pun sangat bersahabat, dengan diameter sekitar lima senti, sungguh memenuhi kriteria bite size!&lt;br /&gt;kelezatannya tidak perlu diragukan lagi, boleh diadu dengan tahu yun yi yg biasa digunakan untuk bahan membuat batagor boutique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahu bulat bisa langsung digoreng tanpa dibumbui, bisa juga digunakan sebagai bahan dasar sup&lt;br /&gt;untuk kalangan penikmat gorengan yang suka melahap makanan tanpa bumbu basah, tahu bulat sangat nikmat jika dipadukan dengan rawit hijau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya mempunyai impian, suatu hari tahu bulat bisa dipadukan dengan bumbu baso tahu yang kaya akan kacang dan cabe merah, waww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngemil tahu bulat di pagi hari, sebuah pengalaman yang ruarr biasa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right" &gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7711918357973461846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/06/tahu-bulet.html' title='tahu bulet'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4304547328724824219</id><published>2009-05-17T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:25:20.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>review album sheila on 7 - menentukan arah</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/ShBIgCwqqDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3QnYdJzbq5E/s1600-h/Sheila%2BOn%2B7%2BMenentukan%2BArah%2BCover-720674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/ShBIgCwqqDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3QnYdJzbq5E/s320/Sheila%2BOn%2B7%2BMenentukan%2BArah%2BCover-720674.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336845273768044594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;udah lama nih gabikin review album, padahal belakangan banyak dengerin musik baru, hehe&lt;br&gt;buat prolog aja, saya bikin review album bukan pas first listen, jadi saya pasti udah denger lagu per lagunya berulang-ulang &lt;br&gt;Perlu diingat juga, saya beli albumnya yang asli, ga bajakan ya ;)&lt;p&gt;Ok lets start the fun&lt;p&gt;Dari covernya kesannya abg bgt, tp musiknya ga abg sama sekali&lt;br&gt;Setelah sekian lama so7 gangeluarin album, akhirnya keluar juga dengan konsep yang sederhana dan rendah hati, tidak terlalu meledak2 seperti album2 sebelumnya&lt;br&gt;Mungkin so7 kini telah mencapai tingkat kedewasaan musik yg secara natural menempatkan dirinya pada posisi yang ajeg diindustri musik indonesia, tanpa perlu promosi yang berlebihan&lt;p&gt;Now, start with the music&lt;p&gt;Teman2 pasti udah denger track unggulan mereka yang judulnya Betapa, dan single kedua mereka yg judulnya Yang Terlewatkan&lt;br&gt;Secara keseluruhan, warna albumnya memang seperti kedua single itu&lt;br&gt;Sedih dan lirih, namun dewasa dan tak berlebihan&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Lagu-lagu di album ini sungguh merefleksikan emosi-emosi penulis lagu yang jujur&lt;br&gt;Eross, sebagai penulis lagu utama di so7, tidak lagi terlalu puitis dan implisit dalam menulis lagu&lt;br&gt;Lirik tulisannya kini lebih jujur dan terbuka&lt;br&gt;Salah satu personil so7 bahkan berkomentar, eross belum pernah menulis lagu tentang penyesalan, tapi dialbum ini dia menulis lagu bertemakan itu&lt;p&gt;Secara musikalitas, warna blues khas eross masih terasa kental, sama seperti dialbum-album sebelumnya&lt;br&gt;Namun ada yang berbeda dialbum ini, kedewasaan aransemen lagu per lagu sangat terasa&lt;br&gt;Tidak ada ornamen yang tidak perlu, semua ornamen melodi berada pada tempat yang seharusnya, sebagai kelengkapan keutuhan lagu tersebut, tidak lebih, tidak kurang&lt;br&gt;Tidak ada lagi pembuktian diri so7 melalui penonjolan skill dari eross maupun personil lainnya dialbum ini&lt;br&gt;Memang untuk band sekelas so7, hal tersebut sudah tidak perlu&lt;br&gt;Atau mungkin so7 ingin mengikuti tren lagu band-band muda jaman sekarang, sederhana dengan lirik dan melodi yang mendayu atau catchy, dengan skill dan nilai musikalitas yang minim, yang penting memenuhi permintaan pasar.&lt;p&gt;Tapi saya yakin tidak.&lt;br&gt;Album ini memang terasa sederhana, namun dibuat dengan hati, buah karya dari pria yang berhati besar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4304547328724824219?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4304547328724824219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4304547328724824219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4304547328724824219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4304547328724824219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/review-album-sheila-on-7-menentukan.html' title='review album sheila on 7 - menentukan arah'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/ShBIgCwqqDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3QnYdJzbq5E/s72-c/Sheila%2BOn%2B7%2BMenentukan%2BArah%2BCover-720674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-7273728329554574776</id><published>2009-04-24T00:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:33:39.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>setelah mereka terpilih</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SfFrU6_nxlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xvGjYv2AyHg/s1600-h/image001-719519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SfFrU6_nxlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xvGjYv2AyHg/s320/image001-719519.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328157841333667410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;tiba saatnya kita memilih&lt;br&gt;memilih siapa yang akan mewakilkan suara kita&lt;br&gt;sebenarnya apa kriterianya?&lt;br&gt;apa yang diperlukan untuk menjadi seorang wakil rakyat?&lt;p&gt;bukan pengalaman berorganisasi dilembaga massa?&lt;br&gt;bukan keanggotaan yang aktif dipartai selama beberapa tahun?&lt;br&gt;bukan reputasi yang baik sebagai ketua rw didaerah?&lt;br&gt;bukan pendidikan kesarjanaan politik?&lt;p&gt;bukan!&lt;p&gt;yang menjadi syarat menjadi wakil rakyat adalah&lt;br&gt;kemampuan untuk mengacuhkan orang yang sedang berbicara pada anda, untuk tetap tertidur&lt;br&gt;kemampuan untuk membuang urat malu anda, ketika harus tidur saat rapat&lt;br&gt;kemampuan untuk berkelit, mencari alasan yang tepat mengapa anda harus tidur diruang sidang, yang sedang membahas masalah yang sangat penting untuk rakyat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-7273728329554574776?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7273728329554574776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=7273728329554574776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7273728329554574776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7273728329554574776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/setelah-mereka-terpilih.html' title='setelah mereka terpilih'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SfFrU6_nxlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xvGjYv2AyHg/s72-c/image001-719519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3136234329002813597</id><published>2009-04-08T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:57:46.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>masih anak kecil yang sama</title><content type='html'>Masih percaya ga percaya&lt;p&gt;Ceritanya gini&lt;br&gt;Belakangan, gw lg nyari temen2 SD di facebook&lt;br&gt;agak sedikit frustasi, soalnya ternyata gw gainget nama belakang temen2 SD gw&lt;p&gt;dan gw pun nyoba nginget2&lt;br&gt;sebenernya ada satu orang ini, cw, yg gw penasaran bgt, pgn bgt nyari orang ini&lt;br&gt;Dan gw sama sekali gainget nama belakangnya&lt;br&gt;Dulu waktu sd kelas5, gw suka diejekin, klo gw ngecengin cw ini&lt;br&gt;Padahal dulu gw gangerasa&lt;br&gt;Kata temen2 dulu, arif itu suka kepergok lg ngeliatin esta mulu&lt;br&gt;Ya, namanya esta&lt;br&gt;Sorry I use real name ;p&lt;p&gt;Dan emang sama sekali ga ngecengin&lt;br&gt;Tapi emang ga memungkiri juga waktu itu klo yg namanya esta itu emang cantik&lt;br&gt;Selain cantik, juga ada suatu aura apa gimana gitu, yg gw waktu itu dgn keterbatasannya sbg anak SD, udh ngerasa klo cw itu lebih dewasa pikirannya dibanding cowo&lt;br&gt;Btw klo estanya sih, mesem-mesem aja denger gw diejekin ngecengin dia&lt;p&gt;Dan sejak saat itu, gw menyadari, klo gw, secara reflek, emang suka ngeliatin yg namanya esta&lt;br&gt;Gw juga menyadari, klo esta itu emang cantik&lt;br&gt;Tapi gw sekali lg emang ga ngecengin dia&lt;br&gt;Kenapa?&lt;br&gt;Cantik iya, baek iya&lt;br&gt;Karena gw, masih dlm kapasitas gw sebagai anak SD, ngerasa kejauhan klo gw ngecengin esta&lt;br&gt;Gw dlm otak anak kecil gw berpendapat, ah cw kaya esta mana mau sh ama gw&lt;br&gt;Hehe&lt;p&gt;Selain itu, gw waktu kelas5 SD sebenernya dah ada kecengan yg laen sih&lt;br&gt;Tp itu cerita yg laen, akan dibahas dlm kesempatan yg berbeda, hehe&lt;p&gt;Singkat cerita, gw ama esta sejak lulus SD gapernah ketemu lg&lt;br&gt;Sampai suatu saat pas bazar sma gw&lt;br&gt;Waktu itu gw masi kelas 1sma klo gasalah&lt;br&gt;Ada yg nepok bahu gw dari belakang&lt;br&gt;Ternyata Esta! dia dateng sama adiknya, terus dia yg duluan nyapa gw, terus gw aga pangling, dan gw bingung mau ngobrol apa!&lt;br&gt;Bodoh&lt;p&gt;Esta yg gw inget waktu SD, rambutnya pendek&lt;br&gt;Pas saat itu dibazar sma, rambutnya panjang&lt;br&gt;Waktu itu entah dia gamau ganggu aku yg lg bareng temen2 aku, entah sama bingungnya sama gw, dia mohon diri&lt;br&gt;Dan kita gapernah ketemu lg..&lt;p&gt;Makanya belakangan, setelah gw udah kerja&lt;br&gt;Mengingat betapa powerfulnya facebook yg bisa menghubungkan teman-teman lama&lt;br&gt;Gw mencari esta&lt;p&gt;Namun, seperti disinggung di awal: gagal&lt;br&gt;Karena GW GAINGET NAMA BELAKANGNYA&lt;br&gt;bodoh&lt;br&gt;Saat itu gw ngerasa udah gaada harepan&lt;br&gt;Walopun waktu itu menemukan group SD gw, tapi tetap saja dicari satu-satu ga ketemu&lt;p&gt;Tapi jgn berenti baca dulu&lt;br&gt;Keseruan baru saja akan dimulai&lt;br&gt;Tepat sebelum gw memutuskan untuk nulis ini&lt;br&gt;Gw menemukan sesuatu yg sungguh bikin penasaran&lt;br&gt;Ceritanya saat itu gw lg buka facebook mobile, liat status updates di home fb gw, &lt;br&gt;ADA DONG seseorang bernama esta prabowo, baru saja mengupdate statusnya&lt;p&gt;Ternyata seseorang bernama esta prabowo, udah ada di friend list gw......&lt;br&gt;Memang ternyata gw ga menemukan esta, tp dia yg menemukan gw&lt;br&gt;Gw juga gainget kapan dia nge-add gw, yg pasti gw ga ngeh, tp kayanya sih dia yg nge-add gw&lt;p&gt;Daaan sodara-sodara, di profile picturenya tertampil, seorang wanita berjilbab, sedang menggendong bayi&lt;p&gt;Pantesan gw gangeh&lt;p&gt;gw tadinya belom yakin klo itu esta yg benar&lt;br&gt;tp cuek aja dah, akhirnya gw nulis diwallnya, menanyakan apakah dia esta yg benar, hehe&lt;p&gt;Besoknya, facebook chat gw pop up, dan itu esta!  Dan ternyata itu esta yg benar!!&lt;br&gt;Akhirnya kita ngobrol deehh ;)&lt;br&gt;Hehe, seneng bgt bisa nemuin temen sd yg masi  kenal, yg masi nyambung klo diajak ngobrol, nyeritain temen2 sd kita yg kenal&lt;p&gt;Walopun dia sudah berkeluarga dan gw sudah bukan arif gembul yg culun lg, tp kita masih orang yg sama&lt;p&gt;Anak kecil yg sama yg saling curi pandang saat latihan pramuka ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3136234329002813597?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3136234329002813597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3136234329002813597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3136234329002813597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3136234329002813597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/masih-anak-kecil-yang-sama.html' title='masih anak kecil yang sama'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-7897805542633269304</id><published>2009-04-02T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:55:06.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a simple mind</title><content type='html'>Not love&lt;br&gt;But its kind&lt;br&gt;Its understands&lt;br&gt;And welcoming&lt;p&gt;Knows that its safe&lt;br&gt;Knows that its harmless &lt;p&gt;I take a picture of it&lt;br&gt;Post it right away in friendster&lt;br&gt;Of course that time facebook is not popular yet&lt;br&gt;To make a statement, that I like it&lt;br&gt;I enjoy it, and I am boldly state that I am proud of it, and I will keep it in my memory&lt;p&gt;You should have seen it&lt;br&gt;You should have feel it&lt;br&gt;But you dont&lt;p&gt;I like the chat&lt;br&gt;And I dont ask for more&lt;p&gt;Why can we have it?&lt;br&gt;A simple mind&lt;br&gt;That talks to each other&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-7897805542633269304?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7897805542633269304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=7897805542633269304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7897805542633269304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7897805542633269304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/simple-mind.html' title='a simple mind'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-937565098972895230</id><published>2009-03-25T18:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:28:57.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog review 2009</title><content type='html'>Huahh!! Udah lama juga gw ngeblog! Kalo diliat dari postingan pertama diblog ini, brarti dari 2004 yah! Hehe&lt;br&gt;Walopun sebenernya sebelom blogger gw udah punya juga sih di ebloggy sama diblogdrive, yg karena satu dan lain hal, gw apus...&lt;br&gt;Brarti klo dikira2 mungkin dah dari 2001-2002an kali yah&lt;p&gt;Kemaren baru aja abis baca kembali, bahasa kerennya review, tulisan2 gw diblog ini tahun2 yg lalu&lt;br&gt;Yang pada akhirnya membuat gw nyadar banyak hal&lt;br&gt;Banyak bgt&lt;br&gt;Ternyata tulisan gw gasampah2 amat&lt;p&gt;Dari banyak hal yg gw sadarin tadi, ini yang paling kentara:&lt;p&gt;I'M SUCH AN ASSHOLE!!!!!!!!!&lt;p&gt;Masih butuh penjelasan kenapa?&lt;br&gt;Brarti kamu ga ngikutin blog saya&lt;p&gt;Kenapa?&lt;p&gt;Begini..&lt;br&gt;Ini psikologis bgt&lt;br&gt;Ini berhubungan sama alesan gw pada awalnya kenapa gw buat blog&lt;br&gt;Alesan dulu kenapa gw buat blog adalah&lt;br&gt;Karena kecengan gw punya blog&lt;br&gt;Jadi tujuan pertama gw buat blog adalah biar si kecengan gw bisa baca, dan ngerti apa yg gw rasain buat dia&lt;br&gt;Turn out pada akhirnya, coz its in the net, ga kecengan gw aja yg tau blog gw&lt;br&gt;Temen-temen pacar gw tau&lt;br&gt;Dan pacar gw tau&lt;br&gt;Itulah alesannya kenapa gw apus aja tu ebloggy laknat (walopun seinget gw ada posting gw yg menurut gw bagus bgt dan sayangnya gw gasimpen kopinya ditempat laen)&lt;p&gt;Tapi gw gatel&lt;br&gt;Akhirnya gw aktifin si blogspot ini&lt;br&gt;Dan gw terus menulis&lt;br&gt;Tulisan2 yg ditujukan buat si kecengan gw tapi gw buat dgn ambigu supaya orang2 (terutama pacar gw pada saat itu) ga terlalu nyadar&lt;br&gt;Tapi sekarang gw nyadar, tentu saja pacar gw (sekali lg pada saat itu) ngerti&lt;br&gt;Pacar gw udah sama gw bertahun2&lt;br&gt;Tentu saja pacar gw ngerti tulisan gw&lt;p&gt;Dan itu pasti nyakitin dia bgt&lt;p&gt;Dan hal itu semakin menjadi2&lt;br&gt;Lama-lama gw semakin blak-blakan&lt;br&gt;Ada beberapa tulisan yg tujuan awalnya cuman iseng doang, cuman biar pacar gw lebih ngehargain gw, pengen nunjukkin gw sebetulnya masih laku, ato cuman pengen diperhatiin sama pacar gw..&lt;p&gt;Tapi salah sasaran..&lt;br&gt;Yang ada tulisan gw malah jadi a public hummiliation buat pacar gw (coz its a godforsaken, godforbidden public! everybody from human to fish can read it!!!)&lt;br&gt;Kebanyakan gw malah nulis emosi2, perasaan2 seorang cowo yg gaperlu dishare ke public..&lt;br&gt;Emosi2 yg normal (seperti contohnya pengen selingkuh) tapi gaperlu dishare ke public melalui sebuah blog yg dilarang tuhan..&lt;br&gt;Gw berpendapat pada saat itu, orang2 termasuk pacar gw seharusnya tau, seharusnya ngerti, klo gw gamungkin selingkuh, i dont have that ability, i dont have any tendency to do such thing, pls guys, its a joke&lt;br&gt;Which turns out to be a sarcastic joke&lt;br&gt;Sebuah olok-olok kejam buat pacar gw tersayang pd saat itu&lt;p&gt;Mungkin udah terlalu banyak maaf yg gw minta ke dia&lt;br&gt;Gw gaakan kaget kalo secara psikologis dia masi trauma untuk baca blog, untuk nulis blog&lt;br&gt;Gw juga ga lagi berharap tlalu banyak dia maafin gw..&lt;p&gt;Baca tulisan gw yg lama2 bikin gw ngerasa kaya ariel peterpan&lt;br&gt;Seseorang yg terlahir brengsek, tapi selalu merasa sedih, seolah-olah dia yg sedang disakiti&lt;br&gt;Seseorang yg hanya memikirkan perasaannya sendiri&lt;p&gt;Lemah otak&lt;br&gt;Ato mungkin lemah hati&lt;p&gt;Sekarang, setelah semuanya tuker posisi&lt;br&gt;Gw gamau lagi jadi orang brengsek&lt;p&gt;Tapi gw gaakan berenti ngeblog&lt;br&gt;Yang udah tertulis biarlah&lt;br&gt;Seengganya jadi pembelajaran buat gw&lt;br&gt;Gw jadi punya catetan apa yg terjadi dgn hidup gw dari 2004 ;)&lt;p&gt;Biar blog ini mengingatkan gw, kalo 'pengen' yang masi dikepala, beda bgt sama 'pengen' yang udah ketulis diblog ;)&lt;p&gt;Happy blogging folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-937565098972895230?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/937565098972895230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=937565098972895230&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/937565098972895230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/937565098972895230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-review-2009.html' title='blog review 2009'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4619890488302678453</id><published>2009-03-14T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T04:00:12.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>said what i need to say, prepare for the consequences</title><content type='html'>Just got home from a weekend&lt;br&gt;A delightful one, me, nona, and her two friends whom are a very nice new acquaintances&lt;p&gt;I was got out from home so early today to attend a work training, which is surprisingly really fun too, i laugh a lot, i cant remember when was the last time i laugh that much&lt;p&gt;Honestly, even though im so tired and sleepy, i really enjoy this weekend&lt;br&gt;A pleasant training about how to communicate with others, and a nice hang out with friends&lt;p&gt;This night in my gf home, i was able to speak what i feel&lt;br&gt;This words that ive been thinking over the week&lt;br&gt;finally, i told her my concerns and thoughts that i havent shared yet with anyone&lt;p&gt;In my side, i felt relieve, finally i was able to speak my mind, and hopefully i made her understand&lt;br&gt;I dont know in her side&lt;br&gt;Does she really understand?&lt;br&gt;Can she wait?&lt;br&gt;Can she be consistent to what her told me that she understand?&lt;br&gt;Can she wait? &lt;p&gt;Ive been told so many words of love, guess every kind of words to express love had been thrown to me&lt;br&gt;But none of them lasts&lt;br&gt;They only true at the time it was thrown&lt;br&gt;At time goes by, it fades&lt;p&gt;I love you so much doesnt mean anything the day after it was thrown&lt;br&gt;Its just words to remember, an illusion&lt;p&gt;Thats why I need you to believe me&lt;br&gt;Thats why I need to be convinced, I want to believe you also&lt;p&gt;Commitment is just a word before its bonded with a material thing, witnessed, and announced to public&lt;p&gt;So what we need, is simply to believe to each other, that we will make it.&lt;p&gt;We will make it happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4619890488302678453?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4619890488302678453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4619890488302678453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4619890488302678453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4619890488302678453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/said-what-i-need-to-say-prepare-for.html' title='said what i need to say, prepare for the consequences'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-5856730869150674261</id><published>2009-03-10T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:53:18.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baik</title><content type='html'>sakit kepala hari ini, banyak bgt kericuhan dikantor..&lt;br&gt;gw harus ngedadak minta approval, ngebantuin muti fcrb tp akhirnya disalahin, gada disburs, aplikasi yg dikerjain jelek, trus winny crita big boss dateng ke bdg gabawa berita baik..&lt;br&gt;tapi ya sudalah, gw jg ga tlalu masalahin itu gitu loh&lt;p&gt;yang jadi masalah, ko gw jd kepikiran yah?&lt;br&gt;kepala gw agak pening skrg, entah karena blum makan malem (tp td udh makan sore sih) ato karena kepikiran kerjaan..&lt;p&gt;gw kadang2 emang suka gini&lt;br&gt;jd disaat orang riweuh, gw bisa jadi sangat santai dan berpikiran jernih&lt;br&gt;tapi ada kalanya juga gw gabisa santai, gw riweuh, krn gw pgn bgt hal yg gw kerjain itu beres saat itu juga&lt;p&gt;Kali ini gw ngerasa gw berusaha nyantei-nyantein diri&lt;br&gt;Gw sadar klo ada hal yg urgent, tp gw gatau gimana cara utk ngeberesinnya&lt;br&gt;Tlalu banyak yg terjadi hari ini, sampe otak ga gabisa milah yg mana yg perlu dikerjain duluan, step2 apa yg harus gw lakuin utk beresinnya&lt;br&gt;Ato mungkin memang gw gapunya solusi&lt;br&gt;Mungkin memang gw gabisa membalikan keadaan seperti yg gw pengen&lt;p&gt;Aku tahu sebuah rahasia&lt;br&gt;Rahasia yg sebenarnya tidak menguntungkan untukku untuk tahu&lt;br&gt;Tak ada untungnya bagiku untuk tidak membocorkannya&lt;br&gt;Tak ada untungnya juga bagiku untuk membocorkannya&lt;p&gt;Aku bingung, karena aku tidak dapat berbagi, kesedihan ini, kekecewaan ini&lt;p&gt;Apa yg akan terjadi padaku esok hari?&lt;br&gt;Sumpah aku tidak ingin tahu&lt;br&gt;Aku hanya ingin memastikan, bahwa hal yg akan terjadi padaku esok, adalah hal yang baik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5856730869150674261?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5856730869150674261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5856730869150674261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5856730869150674261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5856730869150674261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/baik.html' title='baik'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-8834805711923875469</id><published>2009-03-09T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T07:31:33.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear friends, lets see each other..</title><content type='html'>Aku merasa aku kurang bersosialisasi&lt;br&gt;Aku jarang mengobrol dengan teman-teman lamaku&lt;br&gt;isi kantorku hanya sedikit, tidak ada yang seumuran&lt;p&gt;Aku juga tidak merindukan sobatku&lt;br&gt;Aku tidak lagi update dgn mereka&lt;br&gt;Aku tidak pernah lagi menanyakan pendapat sobatku dalam mengambil keputusan&lt;br&gt;Rentang waktu terlalu jauh untuk dikejar&lt;br&gt;Mereka tak lagi bisa selalu tahu apa yg telah kulewati&lt;br&gt;Begitupun aku, tak bisa selalu tahu apa yg mereka lewati&lt;br&gt;Apa yg sedang mereka pikirkan&lt;br&gt;Apa yg sedang mereka harapkan dlm hidup mereka&lt;p&gt;Saat weekend, aku hanya merindukan pacarku&lt;br&gt;Karena hanya itu waktu yg aku punya untuknya&lt;br&gt;Apa yg harus aku lakukan?&lt;p&gt;Aku tak butuh sobatku utk mencemooh keputusanku&lt;br&gt;Aku butuh mereka utk mendukung keputusan2 hidupku&lt;br&gt;Aku butuh mereka utk berbagi&lt;p&gt;Apa yg harus aku lakukan?&lt;br&gt;Apa yg harus aku kejar lagi?&lt;br&gt;Apa yg harus menjadi fokus hidupku lagi?&lt;p&gt;Aku tak mau terjebak dlm hedonisme&lt;br&gt;Tapi itu yg kujalani&lt;br&gt;Menginginkan apa yg diinginkan oleh orang kebanyakan&lt;br&gt;Tolong aku wahai teman&lt;p&gt;Luruskan aku dalam hidupku&lt;br&gt;Seperti yg kalian selalu lakukan&lt;br&gt;Lelah ini tak ada artinya tanpa kalian&lt;br&gt;Lelah ini terbang tak bersisa, tak ada hasilnya&lt;p&gt;Mari berjumpa&lt;br&gt;Mari berbagi&lt;br&gt;Lets share our sadness&lt;br&gt;Lets share our happiness&lt;p&gt;We were one&lt;br&gt;We still one&lt;p&gt;Lets see each other&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-8834805711923875469?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8834805711923875469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=8834805711923875469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8834805711923875469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8834805711923875469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-friends-lets-see-each-other.html' title='dear friends, lets see each other..'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2805370118430147881</id><published>2009-02-27T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:30:33.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, that's gonna feel good!</title><content type='html'>how can we loose it?&lt;br /&gt;we saw each other&lt;br /&gt;we understands one and another&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing in you i would bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you don't seem to mind to my silliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like to talk that much, &lt;br /&gt;but i talk like in debate club, when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;you share your wonderful, original ideas, like i never heard before&lt;br /&gt;we think, we compliment each other ideas, we realise how true it is, and we laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't get that opportunity often&lt;br /&gt;i can't see you whenever i like, or whenever i'm available&lt;br /&gt;i don't have the privilege to, well, at least thats what i thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you understand that?&lt;br /&gt;were we good friends?&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;br /&gt;were we best friends?&lt;br /&gt;no! &lt;br /&gt;we're a forum, a discussion board&lt;br /&gt;thats more likely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you understand that?&lt;br /&gt;and if i see you in a group, with other minds, i cant share you my ideas&lt;br /&gt;these ideas are not something that everybody can understand, they're not ready to hear these ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not something like "i love him/her now and what about tommorrow" &lt;br /&gt;you and i know that's so lame&lt;br /&gt;its more something like "why we have to follow this flow that our parents tell us to"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we could be the next Heidegger or, or the next Chuck Palahniuk&lt;br /&gt;why? why not?&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want to see you&lt;br /&gt;i desperately need to talk to you, discuss things&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO DEBATE YOU, I WANT TO PROVE THAT YOU'RE WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's gonna feel good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2805370118430147881?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2805370118430147881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=2805370118430147881&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2805370118430147881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2805370118430147881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-thats-gonna-feel-good.html' title='Oh, that&apos;s gonna feel good!'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3580942503603239235</id><published>2009-02-27T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:00:04.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to get to you</title><content type='html'>You know, you cant catch a beauty in a picture&lt;br /&gt;You should see it with your own eyes, lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching at your picture right now.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like, its not you.&lt;br /&gt;I like you better, if I see you, not your picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when I went for a trip, being on the road to somewhere, always make me thinking something deeply.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you, running rapidly, systematically creating a plan, how to get to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3580942503603239235?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3580942503603239235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3580942503603239235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3580942503603239235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3580942503603239235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-get-to-you.html' title='how to get to you'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2049498854468175514</id><published>2009-02-07T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:20:14.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you believe in cards?</title><content type='html'>baru-baru ini gw ketemuan ama temen2 sma gw, for the sake of sanity&lt;br /&gt;yap, emang kita perlu sekali ngobrol dan jalan2 sama orang-orang selain temen kerja kita, juga pacar kita, again for the sake of sanity&lt;br /&gt;selain mengatasi kebosanan, dengan cara itu pula kita bisa broaden our mind and judgement, biar ga kekungkung sama pendapat dan pikiran yang sama dengan orang terdekat kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi asik-asik ngobrol, gw keinget satu kebisaan yang gw punya, yg udah lama ga gw praktekin&lt;br /&gt;gw bisa baca kartu&lt;br /&gt;yap, ngebaca kartu as in ngeramal&lt;br /&gt;well no, i didn't take this so serious actually, just for fun! ;)&lt;br /&gt;cuman buat ngilangin bosen aja, jadi kalo ada playing cards, udah bosen main, terus main ramal-ramalan dehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi ramalan yg gw bisa ini, bisa jawab empat pertanyaan dari si pasien&lt;br /&gt;pertanyaannya itu boleh yg berupa pertanyaan ya dan tidak, pertanyaan kapan, seperti apa, dan juga bisa jawab hal-hal yg laen, asalkan bukan pertanyaan yg jawabannya nominal, yang eksak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contohnya, si pasien bisa nanya pertanyaan kayak gini:&lt;br /&gt;- kapan gw punya pacar?&lt;br /&gt;- gw bisa jadian engga sama si A?&lt;br /&gt;- orang yg jadi pacar gw lagi deket ga sama gw?&lt;br /&gt;- gw bakal sukses apa engga?&lt;br /&gt;- gw bakal kaya apa ngga?&lt;br /&gt;- gw sebaiknya pindah kerja ato engga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes si kartu bisa kasi tau hal-hal yang sebenernya ga kita tanyain&lt;br /&gt;selain itu, kalo pertanyaannya terlalu pribadi, si pasien boleh ngga menyebutkan pertanyaannya ke si peramal, dan si peramal cukup baca kartunya aja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, asik sih, tp namanya juga ramalan, masa sih mau dipercaya 100%?&lt;br /&gt;gw juga sebagai eksekutornya, ga terlalu nganggap ini serius&lt;br /&gt;tapi lama-lama, di hari itu, gw penasaran sama probability kebenaran si ramalan ini&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya gw putusin, untuk mengetes kebenarannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caranya, gw minta temen gw ini nanya pertanyaan yg sudah terjadi di masa lalu, ato pertanyaan yg dia udah tau jawaban sebenarnya&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, percaya ato engga, dari 4 pertanyaan, si kartu bisa jawab dengan benar 3 pertanyaan!&lt;br /&gt;dan entah disambung-sambungin ato ngga, kata temen gw, jawaban si kartu ini cukup logis, maksudnya ampir sesuai kenyataan, jadi ya yang jawabannya ga bisa ya gabisa, tapi kalo mau usaha dan mau berubah bisa jadi bisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi-lagi ini cuman ramalan&lt;br /&gt;metode forecasting canggih yang pake historical graphic dan rumus-rumus yang rumit seperti deret fibonacci aja belon tentu bener&lt;br /&gt;apalagi ramalan kartu ginian, ya ngga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi gabisa dipungkiri, in a way, this cards psychologically affects us&lt;br /&gt;kalo kartunya berkata positif, kita jadi ikut positif&lt;br /&gt;kalo kartunya berkata negatif, kita kesel, memilih untuk ga percaya, mengajukan justifikasi2 kalo kartu2 tidak bisa dipercaya, bertekad membuktikan kalo kartu-kartu itu salah, tapi di hati kecil, takut kalo kartu-kartu itu berkata benar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, do you really dont believe in cards?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2049498854468175514?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2049498854468175514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=2049498854468175514&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2049498854468175514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2049498854468175514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-you-believe-in-cards.html' title='do you believe in cards?'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-8437078461053799422</id><published>2009-01-25T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:02:17.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this lyric will be a famous song someday</title><content type='html'>Kalaupun ada, takkan kau berikan&lt;br /&gt;Kalaupun tahu, takkan kau beritahu&lt;br /&gt;Kalaupun suka, takkan kau katakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan ada kesempatan kedua&lt;br /&gt;Karena sudah kau beri berkali kesempatan&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan ada suatu hari nanti&lt;br /&gt;Karena sudah kau coba selama bertahun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini bukan saatnya&lt;br /&gt;Bukan juga besok&lt;br /&gt;Bukan juga lusa&lt;br /&gt;Bukan juga bulan depan&lt;br /&gt;Bukan juga tahun depan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan ada nanti&lt;br /&gt;Karena bukan aku yang kau pilih&lt;div 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someday'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-6939229316985275747</id><published>2009-01-23T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:09:16.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hidup itu ga susah, tinggal dijalanin...</title><content type='html'>hidup itu ga susah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mau makan, tinggal makan&lt;br /&gt;kalo ga ada makanan, tinggal cari makanan&lt;br /&gt;kalo gaada juga, tinggal beli&lt;br /&gt;kalo mau beli makanan tapi gapunya uang, tinggal cari uang&lt;br /&gt;lain masalahnya kalo males makan karena bosen sama makanannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mau istirahat tinggal istirahat&lt;br /&gt;mau tidur tinggal tidur ditempat tidur&lt;br /&gt;kalo gaada tempat tidur disofa bisa&lt;br /&gt;kalo gaada sofa dikarpet bisa&lt;br /&gt;lain masalahnya kalo bosen istirahat dirumah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mau cari uang tinggal cari uang&lt;br /&gt;mau cari uang tinggal kerja&lt;br /&gt;kalo gasuka kerja tinggal wiraswasta&lt;br /&gt;lain masalah kalo bosen kerja itu itu aja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hidup itu tidak pernah susah&lt;br /&gt;hidup tinggal dijalani&lt;br /&gt;yang menjadi masalah kita adalah menginginkan lebih&lt;br /&gt;itu yang membuat susah&lt;br /&gt;manusia tidak diciptakan dengan bilangan utuh&lt;br /&gt;kita 1,5 tidak pernah 2&lt;br /&gt;dalam perkembangannya kita 2,5 mengejar 3&lt;br /&gt;dan tidak pernah mau kembali ke 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi itulah yang membuat dunia berputar ;)&lt;br /&gt;jadi sayang, jangan kuatir..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-6939229316985275747?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6939229316985275747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=6939229316985275747&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6939229316985275747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6939229316985275747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/01/hidup-itu-ga-susah-tinggal-dijalanin.html' title='hidup itu ga susah, tinggal dijalanin...'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2014984752944189022</id><published>2009-01-05T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:56:48.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sending message to the air</title><content type='html'>Wahai kekasih sejati&lt;br /&gt;Dengarlah aku, kali ini saja&lt;br /&gt;Seringkali aku menulis begitu banyak, mengirimkan pesan-pesan kepada udara, tanpa tahu pesan itu sampai atau tidak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini, bacalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan masih menyembunyikanmu dariku&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya bisa menebak, yang manakah dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya bisa meyakini, bahwa yang kupilih adalah dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Itu sejauh-jauhnya yang bisa kulakukan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai kekasih sejati&lt;br /&gt;Kadang aku menemukanmu di dalam tubuh yang berbeda&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku selalu yakin itu kau, aku harus yakin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada kalanya kau berhenti berbicara padaku&lt;br /&gt;Itu membuatku sangat sedih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin itu bukan kau…&lt;br /&gt;Ingin kupercaya kalau itu bukan kau&lt;br /&gt;Karena hati itu tidak berbicara padaku lagi&lt;br /&gt;Yang tersisa tinggal angan, kalau itu kau&lt;br /&gt;Yang tersisa adalah andai, kalau itu kau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai kekasih sejati&lt;br /&gt;Janganlah berpindah lagi&lt;br /&gt;Tetaplah berada dimana aku bisa-&lt;br /&gt;melihatmu, &lt;br /&gt;mendengarmu, &lt;br /&gt;merasakanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau mulai berbicara lagi padaku&lt;br /&gt;Janganlah berhenti lagi berbicara padaku&lt;br /&gt;Sabarlah padaku, percaya padaku&lt;br /&gt;Yakinkan aku, kau tak akan berpindah lagi&lt;br /&gt;Tunjukkanlah padaku pertanda&lt;br /&gt;Biar firasat ini yang baca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buktikan padaku, bahwa kita sama&lt;br /&gt;Hati ini,&lt;br /&gt;adalah &lt;br /&gt;Hati itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita, satu organisme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2014984752944189022?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2014984752944189022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=2014984752944189022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2014984752944189022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2014984752944189022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/01/sending-message-to-air.html' title='sending message to the air'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3503256055039370008</id><published>2009-01-03T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:02:23.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.1.1.5/bmi/content7.flixster.com/movie/89/45/22/8945229_pro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.1.1.5/bmi/content7.flixster.com/movie/89/45/22/8945229_pro.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm a fan of Jane Austen's book Pride and Prejudice, so i always want to know what kinda life inspired Austen to write it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This film amazingly has the same vibe as the Joe Wright's movie version of Pride and Prejudice, but i find out more lively, more touching, coz its not just a regular romance movie, its based on reality of Jane Austen herself, which is tragically romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, Jane Austen’s book always ended happily, which make me presume that her real life, well, represented by this film, is also happy ending. I’ve imagined that she is a rich woman who has this luxury to write, as a hobby, without having anything that she obliged to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This film proves that I am wrong. Austen’s life is really close to her character Elizabeth Bennet, and of course, without different misfortunes of real life, which I found: beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the ending for yourself, you’ll understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite line: “Flirting is a woman’s trade. One must keep in practice.” ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3503256055039370008?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0416508/' title='Becoming Jane'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3503256055039370008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3503256055039370008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3503256055039370008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3503256055039370008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2009/01/becoming-jane.html' title='Becoming Jane'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2571980236093270591</id><published>2008-12-31T18:46:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:20:36.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm silver, man.</title><content type='html'>I'm a simple boy&lt;br /&gt;I always be&lt;br /&gt;If you send me simple&lt;br /&gt;I will reply simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These years, I always thought that is my weakness&lt;br /&gt;Always try to change that, but never work&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize, I might have to stop trying&lt;br /&gt;So people, behold, this simple boy is getting older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like just yesterday I'm posting about me being 24 in this blog&lt;br /&gt;At that time, I still feel like 23. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know what gonna happen in my 24th.&lt;br /&gt;And now, in my 25, I still feel like 24.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready, I never be ready to be 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the number still changing.&lt;br /&gt;But now I understand one thing&lt;br /&gt;That birthdays is not only about changing numbers.&lt;br /&gt;Its about how to learn from mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Its about how to take pain, reverse it, and take lesson from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, 25 is a really special number&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how much I anticipate for this number&lt;br /&gt;25 means I can use "quarter life crisis" phrase&lt;br /&gt;25 means I have full adult body&lt;br /&gt;25 means I'm at the peak of my productivity&lt;br /&gt;25 means I can use a settle, descent job and career&lt;br /&gt;25 means I'm an eligible bachelor&lt;br /&gt;25 means I'm silver, man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-8485259628066822277</id><published>2008-12-30T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T07:32:12.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realize</title><content type='html'>Take time to realize,&lt;br /&gt;That your warmth is&lt;br /&gt;Crashing down on in.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize,&lt;br /&gt;That I am on your side&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I, Didn't I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't spell it out for you,&lt;br /&gt;No it's never gonna be that simple&lt;br /&gt;No I cant spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized,&lt;br /&gt;Then we'd be perfect for each other&lt;br /&gt;and will never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realized what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;we'd never have to wonder if&lt;br /&gt;we missed out on each other now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh I'm on your side&lt;br /&gt;didn't I, didn't I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize&lt;br /&gt;This all can pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't spell it out for you,&lt;br /&gt;no it's never gonna be that simple&lt;br /&gt;no I can't spell it out for you.&lt;br /&gt;If you just realized what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;then we'd be perfect for each other&lt;br /&gt;then we'd never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realized what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;we'd never have to wonder if&lt;br /&gt;we missed out on each other now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always the same&lt;br /&gt;no it's never the same&lt;br /&gt;if you don't feel it too.&lt;br /&gt;If you meet me half way&lt;br /&gt;If you would meet me half way.&lt;br /&gt;It could be the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;then we'd be perfect for each other&lt;br /&gt;then we'd never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;we'd never have to wonder&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OoOoOOo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed out on each other now&lt;br /&gt;missed out on each other now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize, realize&lt;br /&gt;realize, realize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-8485259628066822277?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/colbie_caillat_lyrics_10666/other_lyrics_33657/realize_lyrics_462677.html' title='Realize'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8485259628066822277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=8485259628066822277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8485259628066822277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8485259628066822277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/realize.html' title='Realize'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-859037179148448732</id><published>2008-12-21T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:21:49.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dia duduk di situ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SU5hASqDBcI/AAAAAAAAADo/75942KeZB2g/s1600-h/lisung.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SU5hASqDBcI/AAAAAAAAADo/75942KeZB2g/s400/lisung.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282266070588261826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang-kadang aku hanya ingin bercerita&lt;br /&gt;kadang aku hanya ingin didengarkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang-kadang aku ingin tahu kabarnya&lt;br /&gt;kadang aku sangat tertarik untuk mendengar ceritanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suatu hari kita sibuk&lt;br /&gt;aku tidak bisa melihatnya di situ&lt;br /&gt;aku berpikir, mungkin dia tidak di sana, mungkin dia beranjak pergi&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kita lupa, untuk sekedar menanyakan kabar, atau bahkan mengucapkan selamat ulang tahun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi selalu ada sesuatu&lt;br /&gt;selalu ada sesuatu yang ingin kubagi dengannya&lt;br /&gt;selalu ada sesuatu yang aku ingin dengar darinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hangat mendengar suaranya&lt;br /&gt;satu saat aku merasa aku terlalu cerewet&lt;br /&gt;terlalu banyak yang ingin kuceritakan&lt;br /&gt;maka aku menahan diri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu hidup berjalan lagi&lt;br /&gt;setelah terhenti sebentar, &lt;br /&gt;saat mengobrol dengannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada saatnya aku merasa&lt;br /&gt;kita seharusnya lebih dari ini&lt;br /&gt;ada saatnya ingin dia bersandar padaku&lt;br /&gt;tapi itu tidak boleh&lt;br /&gt;aku tidak ingin dia berkata tidak, &lt;br /&gt;lalu pergi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang aku sangat membutuhkannya&lt;br /&gt;tapi apa yang bisa dia lakukan?&lt;br /&gt;aku pun takut dikecewakan, maka aku tidak meminta&lt;br /&gt;aku takut dia tidak bisa&lt;br /&gt;jangan dia&lt;br /&gt;jangan dia&lt;br /&gt;jangan dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku lalu pergi mencari&lt;br /&gt;mencari seorang pendengar sejati, yang hangat menerimaku, kapan saja aku butuh&lt;br /&gt;tidak ada yang seperti itu&lt;br /&gt;mungkin aku berharap terlalu banyak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenyataannya, memang aku tak pernah menemukannya&lt;br /&gt;kenyataannya, semakin aku mencari, semakin aku tersesat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat aku terluka&lt;br /&gt;menahan rasa sakit ini sendiri&lt;br /&gt;kupegang luka ini, sampai darahnya mengering sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu aku terus mencari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanpa aku sadari&lt;br /&gt;dia duduk di situ&lt;br /&gt;dia selalu ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menungguku untuk bercerita lagi&lt;br /&gt;memberikan senyum yang sama&lt;br /&gt;memberi tempat kosong disebelahnya&lt;br /&gt;hanya untukku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang yang kucari selama ini&lt;br /&gt;sedang duduk menungguku, di situ&lt;br /&gt;orang yang kuingin berbagi cerita, sepanjang hidupku&lt;br /&gt;sedang duduk di situ, menungguku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia duduk di situ, arief&lt;br /&gt;dia duduk di situ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-859037179148448732?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/859037179148448732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=859037179148448732&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/859037179148448732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/859037179148448732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/dia-duduk-di-situ.html' title='dia duduk di situ'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SU5hASqDBcI/AAAAAAAAADo/75942KeZB2g/s72-c/lisung.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3416426824710724051</id><published>2008-12-15T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:18:54.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tasting small slice of heaven</title><content type='html'>happiness is is.&lt;br /&gt;there isn't happiness isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have u in my life, is a gift&lt;br /&gt;now, to have more of u in my life, feels like tasting a slice of heaven&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe a just small slice ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not hoping anymore&lt;br /&gt;i'm living it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not dreaming anymore&lt;br /&gt;i'm letting it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its you and me,&lt;br /&gt;and there is nothing to be worry&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't come from a commitment&lt;br /&gt;it comes from desire&lt;br /&gt;desire to be committed to each other&lt;br /&gt;can i call it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not pushing the ideals&lt;br /&gt;i just go with it&lt;br /&gt;and it flows right to it&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not scared&lt;br /&gt;i believe&lt;br /&gt;i believe that this small slice, leads to a full cake&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3416426824710724051?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3416426824710724051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3416426824710724051&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3416426824710724051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3416426824710724051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/tasting-small-slice-of-heaven.html' title='tasting small slice of heaven'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-8423174245195881332</id><published>2008-12-05T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:43:01.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Muti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bersamaan dengan muti baca surat ini, itu artinya aku sedang menyesali perbuatanku.&lt;br /&gt;kelakuanku ini udah aku tahan-tahan selama beberapa bulan, dan sekarang aku udah gatahan lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu ini bisa dikategoriin sebagai kenakalan anak di atas remaja&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu kalo beberapa hal bisa ditolerir dan beberapa engga&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu seharusnya aku minta ijin dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi foto ini bener2 bagus&lt;br /&gt;aku suka banget&lt;br /&gt;jadi maaf kalo foto ini aku sebarluaskan tanpa ijin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet kaka ade, with their sleeping position ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/STnmVPjiaII/AAAAAAAAADg/LTt5Rz4lqYY/s1600-h/kak+ade+tdur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/STnmVPjiaII/AAAAAAAAADg/LTt5Rz4lqYY/s400/kak+ade+tdur.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276501691068475522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-8423174245195881332?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8423174245195881332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=8423174245195881332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8423174245195881332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8423174245195881332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-muti-bersamaan-dengan-muti-baca.html' title=''/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/STnmVPjiaII/AAAAAAAAADg/LTt5Rz4lqYY/s72-c/kak+ade+tdur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-6472549160260448794</id><published>2008-11-20T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:50:38.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photo walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/63/10/3970136/490661042515l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/63/10/3970136/490661042515l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada pelesir lain di internet yang mungkin tidak kalah nikmat dengan blogwalking.&lt;br /&gt;pelesir ini tidak perlu mengernyitkan dahi karena bahasannya terlalu rumit, atau kesulitan bahasa, atau ngantuk luar biasa karena membaca, atau mungkin juga kesulitan karena semata-mata buta huruf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pelesir ini saya namakan 'photo walk'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selain blog, sebenarnya memang media networking semacam fs dan fb menawarkan sesuatu yg lebih visual dan kreatif. yang paling saya suka dari kedua media itu, ya foto2nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kembali, saat saya menemukan sebuah foto yg menurut saya bagus, timbul keinginan saya untuk membaginya disini, agar teman-teman bisa lihat juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet nona, posing scissors with her right hand. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-6472549160260448794?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6472549160260448794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=6472549160260448794&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6472549160260448794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6472549160260448794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/photo-walk.html' title='photo walk'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4942644295889460</id><published>2008-11-15T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:05:44.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's make it happen</title><content type='html'>You know, people really could see a good heart&lt;br /&gt;People could see the difference between me just trying to impress her, &lt;br /&gt;or me really express what my heart says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I can’t impress her&lt;br /&gt;But can you blame me? I just don’t want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I’m not in pieces anymore&lt;br /&gt;Coz I honestly express&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m in good hand right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I could see the clock is changing 06:00am&lt;br /&gt;Something that I could never see before&lt;br /&gt;Now I could see how a good heart of yours shines&lt;br /&gt;Glowing softly, creating a blanket, covering my body in this chilling weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize we’re both new in this&lt;br /&gt;We’re survivors of the long defended love&lt;br /&gt;Love that maybe doesn’t have to defended&lt;br /&gt;Love that maybe should be let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see that you’re scared&lt;br /&gt;I’m telling you, I’m no less scared than you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you to make rules&lt;br /&gt;And I obey&lt;br /&gt;You might have goose bumps for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, that makes me want to tell you to do something too&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I shouldn’t&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, we already risks us&lt;br /&gt;Let’s make it happen&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4942644295889460?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4942644295889460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4942644295889460&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4942644295889460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4942644295889460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-make-it-happen.html' title='Let&apos;s make it happen'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-7500031450847868921</id><published>2008-11-13T20:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:27:23.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling asleep: the beginning</title><content type='html'>gw bener2 suka theme baru blog gw: falling asleep..&lt;br /&gt;gw malah berencana bikin teaser baru: BACALAH BLOG INI DI SAAT NGANTUK..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwei, gw ngrasa cocok aj sama kbiasaan baru gw: tidur disembarang tempat.&lt;br /&gt;awal mulanya sih gara2 bln puasa kmaren, dmana waktu tidur gw bener2 berantakan, dan gw tetep harus kerja 9 to 9.&lt;br /&gt;dan gw ga rido klo setelahnya gw langsung tidur, gw jenuh! gw pgn maen dulu, gw pgn makan bebek kremes dulu sama temen2, gw pengen online dulu, pengen ngapa2in dulu, pokoe pengen memuaskan segala nafsu gw yg gabisa dipuaskan di siang hari.&lt;br /&gt;walhasil, gw baru tidur tengah malam, dan subuhnya harus bangun untuk saur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadilah seluruh dunia di siang hari berubah menjadi surga, surga tidur wahai teman2!&lt;br /&gt;1. sofa&lt;br /&gt;2. meja + kursi&lt;br /&gt;3. teralis jendela&lt;br /&gt;4. tiang&lt;br /&gt;5. lantai mesjid&lt;br /&gt;6. setir mobil&lt;br /&gt;7. paha sissy priscillia (okay, gw sadar yg ini mimpi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;gw bener2 tidur disembarang tempat.&lt;br /&gt;dan tidurnya bukan sekadar nyender lalu mikir jorok, tp tidur terlelap, yg ga sadar gitu..&lt;br /&gt;and guys, i have to tell you this, it feels really good!!!&lt;br /&gt;tidurnya gw itu sampai2 saking nyenyaknya, gw ganyadar kalo lagi dipanggil2, gw baru sadar setelah ditepok pahanya&lt;br /&gt;dan itu di waktu kerja, dan itu ada telepon, dan itu telepon dari district manager, huhu&lt;br /&gt;jadi pas jawab ntu telepon, gw masih ngah ngoh gitu jawabnya&lt;br /&gt;ngomongnya nyambung juga udah untung bgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan tidur di waktu kerja, di sembarang tempat, itu enak bgt!&lt;br /&gt;melebihi enaknya tidur di kasur di rumah (sumpah ga ada paku ko di tempat tidur gw, paling ada cicak jatoh)&lt;br /&gt;melebihi tidur di hotel di kasur yg nyaman&lt;br /&gt;melebihi tidur di wahana dufan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw sekarang gatau arah post ini kemana,&lt;br /&gt;sebaiknya segera gw akhiri dgn kesimpulan yg sempurna:&lt;br /&gt;you guys should try sleeping in any random place, it feels great.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-7500031450847868921?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7500031450847868921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=7500031450847868921&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7500031450847868921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7500031450847868921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/falling-asleep-beginning.html' title='falling asleep: the beginning'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-8238690161312705798</id><published>2008-11-03T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:05:37.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SQ8gm0BLnrI/AAAAAAAAACw/Oi1aLRFC_E8/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SQ8gm0BLnrI/AAAAAAAAACw/Oi1aLRFC_E8/s320/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264462340590116530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SQ8f6zlkMWI/AAAAAAAAACo/cZU6_xKJYBw/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SQ8f6zlkMWI/AAAAAAAAACo/cZU6_xKJYBw/s320/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264461584560042338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesuai janji gw di posting sebelumnya (obat stres paling ampuh), gw mau kasi liat foto kaka ade, yg senantiasa mengobati stres gw ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perlu gw ingatkan, kalo foto ini ga sesuai aslinya, karena aslinya jauh lebih cantik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juga perlu gw ceritain, kalo ngambil foto mereka itu susahnya setengah mati, mereka gamau tiba2 di foto aja ma gw, pasti mereka nolak mentah2 dan langsung kaburr.. ini buktinya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi akhirnya mereka mau dengan sukarela memfoto mereka sendiri pake hp gw ;)&lt;br /&gt;jadi mungkin kalo gw yg fotoin mereka malu, jadi mereka ambil hp gw, menjauh, baru deh foto2 sendiri ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-8238690161312705798?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8238690161312705798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=8238690161312705798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8238690161312705798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8238690161312705798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/sesuai-janji-gw-di-posting-sebelumnya.html' title=''/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SQ8gm0BLnrI/AAAAAAAAACw/Oi1aLRFC_E8/s72-c/DSC00428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-5353132366657708973</id><published>2008-11-03T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:24:19.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>about a girl</title><content type='html'>for the first time in my life, i wait for a girl in a hair salon.&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, i dont feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;in contrary, my heart beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its her.&lt;br /&gt;someone really special.&lt;br /&gt;it feels kinda weird to go out with her, and we both single.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea where we'll go from here,&lt;br /&gt;but if u should know, i'm scared as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love, and this uncertainty kills me.&lt;br /&gt;here she comes. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bandung, november 1st 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5353132366657708973?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5353132366657708973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5353132366657708973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5353132366657708973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5353132366657708973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-girl.html' title='about a girl'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-6246963276883727103</id><published>2008-11-02T18:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:06:58.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy happy</title><content type='html'>have u ever so sleepy but feel really happy?&lt;br /&gt;have u ever feel so happy but can hardly open your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, im having it right now&lt;br /&gt;This monday morning, first day in MIS this month, i'm in this position on my table&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate sleeping position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this monday morning&lt;br /&gt;I have no worries&lt;br /&gt;Coz i have you :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-6246963276883727103?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6246963276883727103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=6246963276883727103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6246963276883727103'/><link 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kluarga&lt;br /&gt;baru balik abis jalan2 sharian,&lt;br /&gt;Blog, i'm tellin u, solo is recommended for cullinaire!&lt;br /&gt;Makanannya enak2 dan kotanya rapi bgt, mu kemana2 gasusah, jalan gede, tata kota bagus, gaada yg namanya susah parkir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku baru beres mandi, semuanya lg bujukin adeku mandi, susah bgt&lt;br /&gt;Adeku malah nyeletuk gini: manja= mandi jarang, mandiri= mandi sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi keingetan obrolanku dulu soal konsep manja dan mandiri&lt;br /&gt;Dulu pas lg idealis2nya, aku blg sama mantan aku, pengen punya istri yg mandiri&lt;br /&gt;Dia merengut, soalnya dia ngerasa lebih ke manja daripada mandiri&lt;br /&gt;Lalu aku cerita sama sobatku soal konsep ini&lt;br /&gt;Dia bilang jadi mandiri ato manja itu cuma masalah kesempatan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo ada cw yg krn alasan apapun tinggal sendiri, jauh dr orang tua, itu udh otomatis dia jd mandiri, bisa nglakuin sgala macem sndiri, karena dia harus, karena terpaksa, karena ada kesempatan utk jd mandiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada jg cw laen yg kebetulan gapernah tinggal jauh dr orang tua, drumah ada 2pembantu 1supir 1tukang kebun&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ya terpaksa, kebiasa, melakukan beberapa hal dgn cara minta tolong sama mereka&lt;br /&gt;Otomatis jadi gabisa ngerjain beberapa hal sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Manja karena gaada kesempatan utk jd mandiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi aku gabisa nyalahin kalo seorang cw ini manja ato mandiri&lt;br /&gt;Aku juga gabisa maksa cw yg manja jd mandiri, atopun sebaliknya&lt;br /&gt;Karena semua itu soal kesempatan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku suka sama konsep adeku: manja= mandi jarang, mandiri= mandi sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Jadi semuanya cuman masalah mandi&lt;br /&gt;Kalo manja ya mandinya jarang, jadi gabisa2&lt;br /&gt;Kalo mandiri ya mandinya sendiri, jadi cepet bisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3089626895463147227</id><published>2008-09-29T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:38:28.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>falling asleep: part 1</title><content type='html'>falling asleep through the night&lt;br /&gt;never knowing what kind of dreams i'm going into&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to wash my face&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to brush my teeth&lt;br /&gt;i'll loose the momentum if i did&lt;br /&gt;probably i'm gonna missed the dream i've been waiting for, if i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant say that i want to see you in my dreams tonight&lt;br /&gt;but i cant say that i dont want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to see you in my dreams, if its the same you in the reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not dreaming in reality&lt;br /&gt;i'm not begging you to stay in reality&lt;br /&gt;as a matter of fact, it would be best if i never see you again&lt;br /&gt;in reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my sleep, i dont want to cry&lt;br /&gt;in my sleep, i'm gonna fly&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be superman, taking lois to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll sit in somewhere high&lt;br /&gt;then chat, talking about something silly&lt;br /&gt;then we share laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want you to be lois this time&lt;br /&gt;coz everytime you play lois, i'm not clark&lt;br /&gt;i'm just that reporter guy in lois office, who secretly had a crush on her, that i dont even remember his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a matter of fact, i dont know who plays lois this time&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be clark, and she will be lois&lt;br /&gt;thats it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already fall for a few second&lt;br /&gt;bye, my dreams is already playing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-5057858197426603672</id><published>2008-09-29T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:44:22.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fast-break diaries</title><content type='html'>sekarang udah minggu terakhir puasa&lt;br /&gt;kemaren2 weekend gw berasa bgt, soale penuh ama buka bareng ama temen2 lama&lt;br /&gt;seneng deh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kangen ama mereka semua&lt;br /&gt;paling berkesan yang.. eh semuanya berkesan deng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok kita runut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukber ditraktir sama bos2 CAPM/marketing: kurang begitu berkesan karena gw dateng telat dan makanannya dah pada ludes, dan diakhiri dgn meeting yg membosankan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukber ditraktir tim bertha: sebenernya bisa jadi lebih seru kalo gw ga duduk di sebelah GM senga ber inisial T.U.L.I.N.G. &lt;br /&gt;tp gw ngerasa terharu bisa ditraktir bertha, secara kerjasama ama dia udh gila-gilaan bgt, dan kita (tim kosambi) punya andil bikin tim dia jadi pada tajir2 bulan kemaren, sehingga bisa nraktir kita2, huhu.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukber sma5: gagal&lt;br /&gt;gw kabur karena males, hehe&lt;br /&gt;gw lebih memilih buka puasa bareng berempat sama temen2 terdekat gw, lalu diakhiri dengan nonton di pvj. menyenangkan.&lt;br /&gt;anggotanya: brem, manda, addin, dan gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukber angus band: ga sempet karena susah menyamakan waktu. so sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukber eclipse: nah ini baru seru! berkesan bgt, kangen bgt sama mereka. anggotanya antara lain kuya, bobby, aji, ola, nona, dan gw. &lt;br /&gt;diawali dengan makan di dakken yg kebetulan sangat dingin (berkat ide cemerlang kuya reserve tempat di luar ruangan), ketawa2 ngetawain kebodohan masing2, yg kebetulan kebodohan-kebodohan itu sampe sekarang masi nempel di masing2 personil ;D&lt;br /&gt;and luckily we managed to booked a two hour session after dinner, in topas! the historical, vintage, yet ancient studio! ternyata masih ada! &lt;br /&gt;lagu-lagu yg kita bawain ga penting sih, yang penting kita bisa dapet vibe klo dulu kita pernah seband, dan setelah bertahun-tahun berlalu, kita masi bawa bawain beberapa lagu dengan benar, dari awal ampe akhir. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;dan itu rasanya menyenangkan. kita masih punya groove! hehe&lt;br /&gt;oh iya! not mention mereka (eclipse minus gw) bawain lagu mereka sendiri yg secara tidak dimaksud, merupakan lagu buatan gw, yg diisi vokal ama ola! hehe, gw terbingung-bingung sendiri dicaci maki, pas sama sekali gw gainget part-part lagu itu, padahal gw yg bikin, huhu..&lt;br /&gt;that night, gw gabisa berenti senyum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah yg ini baru bgt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukber cirkuzzz!!! (temen2 kampus) ini bukber yg palng direncanakan dan yg paling ditunggu kayanya, scr ide dimilisnya udah ada dari minggu pertama puasa..&lt;br /&gt;menyenangkan sih, walopun ada insiden kecil soal tempat makan, berhubung anggota bukber ini cukup banyak.. yah detailnya ga tlalu penting lah,&lt;br /&gt;yg pasti, bukber ini, paling banyak foto-fotonya! hehe, gw juga bingung itu sebenernya acara buka bareng ato acara session foto di ciwalk, scr fotografernya ada 3, dan tiga-tiganya pake kamera serius, kamera EOS digital, huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi kesannya, ya gitu deh, ya foto-foto! obrolannya ya seputar itu la ya, kerjaan, kerja dimana lu skrg, siapa cw lu skrg (ehmm! skip that godamn question from your regular old friend Q&amp;A list please). yea i just wanna have fun, thats all, doesn't matter where do we work or who were you with, right? i just wanna share some good laugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys, i'm sure we miss those times, but we cant go back in time, people do change, and we must go on with our life, in our own neighbourhood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN yg paling berkesan adalah..&lt;br /&gt;buka puasa bareng di kantor gw sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di 2minggu awal puasa, kumplit satu kantor, kita semua puasa. winny dan devi blum dapet. di awal, puasa kerasa lebih berat. dan kita tampak ga mungkin pulang sebelum jam6. menu buka kita gajauh2 dari es buah (yg perjuangan cukup berat mendapatkannya, harus titip sana sini) gorengan (dengan minyak yg luar biasa, kita terpaksa jadi langganan gorengan berkuah minyak ini karena gada lg yg jual gorengan deket kantor), dan air mineral (yg status kepemilikannya masi sengketa sama kantor asia afrika, huhu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg berkesan bgt pas sekalinya kita buka di luar, dibaso malang enggal. itu anggotanya cuman gw, winny, ama bertha. kita udah bosen bgt buka dikantor. kita maksain nyuri waktu buat keluar, meninggalkan para manusia manusia ikan yg cerewet dan lapar di kantor. hehe. baru beres berapa suap, udah ditelp deh disuruh balik, karena ada davy (davy itu atasannya winny, dan gw report ke winny) dikantor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gila, mau makan keluar bentar aja susah bgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niway, semuanya berkesan, semuanya punya tempat masing2 di hati gw..&lt;br /&gt;terlepas dari lancar tidaknya ibadah gw di bulan ini, gw bakal inget bulan ini, bakal rindu sama bulan ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bulan ramadan, bulan puasa, yang kebetulan sekali berbarengan sama bulan september.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5057858197426603672?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5057858197426603672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5057858197426603672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5057858197426603672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5057858197426603672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/09/fast-break-diaries.html' title='fast-break diaries'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-5152799924060405091</id><published>2008-09-23T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:36:06.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog found</title><content type='html'>you know, currently i'm really enjoying blogwalking ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found out my another favorite: sherina munaf's blog.&lt;br /&gt;she's adorable, yet bright for a singer/musician at her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were you, i already click her link in the right side bar before i finished reading this page ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5152799924060405091?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4869290981191357149</id><published>2008-09-12T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:23:49.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obat stres paling ampuh</title><content type='html'>barusan baru aja balik dari paskal hypersquare sama muti, ombeng, dan kedua anaknya.&lt;br /&gt;tadinya udah cape bgt, baru beres dari kantor sekitar jam 8:45pm&lt;br /&gt;cape gilaaa !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untungnya tadi udah makan, setelah rencana buka diluar teng jam6 bersama winny gagal gara2 serombongan manusia-manusia ikan anak buah tonni tiba2 datang untuk meeting..&lt;br /&gt;dan ini udah kejadian berkali-kali: mereka datang ke kantor pas banget sekitar 15menit sebelum buka puasa.&lt;br /&gt;dari hasil perenungan, penelitian gw yg singkat, gw rasa mereka SENGAJA dateng jam segitu ke kantor: agar mendapatkan tajil gratis.&lt;br /&gt;gw tadinya gaada kecurigaan sama sekali, tp setelah seminggu berturut-turut kejadian kayak gt, mulai deh gw nyadar.&lt;br /&gt;secara gw, muti dan winny yg jadi tuan rumah, ya ga enak la ya kalo ga serve mereka apapun, JADI, ya jadilah kami membelikan mereka sekadar makanan untuk berbuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi ya sudlah ya, rido ko kita, kan itung2 beramal, ya ga sh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alkisah, setelah beres kerja hari ini (belum beres sih, cuman jam sedikit lg menunjukan pukul 9pm dan taksi winny sudah mengklakson2, jadi kami 'terpaksa' pulang) gw sama muti berencana untuk ngopi disuatu tempat, melampiaskan kemumetan kami seharian. &lt;br /&gt;kebetulan ombeng, suaminya muti dateng jemput, bersama kaka ade, anak mereka yang lucu-lucu dan cantik, dan pinter. sumpah gw suka banget sama mereka, rasanya seneng bgt liat mereka ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami sepakat buat pergi ngopi ke J.Co istana plaza. &lt;br /&gt;setelah nyampe kesana, udah curiga aja gw, ngeliat tempatnya udah sepi. ternyata bener, mereka udah keabisan kopi, dan yang nyisa tinggal beberapa minuman aneh yang biasanya dikonsumsi sama ikan dan anjing laut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya keluarlah sebuah ide cemerlang dr gw untuk pindah ke paskal hypersquare, scr di IP udah pada tutup, dan yg nyisa tinggal pizza ama McD. berangkat deh kami kesana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyampe di paskal, langsunglah kami membabi buta memesan segala macem makanan dan minuman yang keliatan sama mata. &lt;br /&gt;makanannya cukup ok lah, tp bukan itu sih yang bikin kami betah di paskal, melainkan suasana ama udaranya. enak bangetlah buat nongkrong2 dan ngelepas tali rafia kerjaan yg udah ngiket kepala dr tadi sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slama sesaat tadi, gw bener2 lupa ama masalah2 kerjaan gw, masalah2 pribadi gw.&lt;br /&gt;bukan karena lunpia semarang ato jus stroberi kiwi yg gw minum,&lt;br /&gt;bukan juga karena suasana paskal yg enak,&lt;br /&gt;dan bukan juga pemandangan rok-rok mini disekeliling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stres gw ilang itu, karena ada kaka ade.&lt;br /&gt;beneran deh, liat mereka, ngobrol ama mereka, ngaheureuyan, diheureuyan mereka, bener-bener menyenangkan.&lt;br /&gt;liat ade yg jail, bandel, selalu ngomentarin dan ngejek2 gw,&lt;br /&gt;dan kaka yg manis, penurut, seneng cerita,&lt;br /&gt;bener-bener menyenangkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, mereka itu kembar.&lt;br /&gt;lucu bgt. gw yakin klo udah gede pasti mereka cantik bgt, orang skarang aj udah cantik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita ngobrol soal naruto, aang si avatar, dan gimana mereka lebih suka aang dibandingin naruto. &lt;br /&gt;si ade teruus aja ngomentarin gw, cara makan gw, tingkah laku gw, pokoe gw itu keliatan aneh di mata dia, dan dia bener2 ga tahan buat komentar. hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;si kaka cenderung senyum2 aja sama gw, terus dia cerita soal gimana tadi disekolah, gimana tadi les, manis bgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw masi pengen cerita banyak soal mereka, tapi disave deh buat ntar, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;gw mau nyolong foto mereka ah, jadi lu juga bisa liat betapa lucunya mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rgds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4869290981191357149?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4869290981191357149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4869290981191357149&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4869290981191357149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4869290981191357149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/09/obat-stres-paling-ampuh.html' title='obat stres paling ampuh'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-8842666124607834328</id><published>2008-09-11T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:25:01.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogwalkin ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMmoDpgONRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5lFMfIUqIcA/s1600-h/2258305536_0b4d1b9645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMmoDpgONRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5lFMfIUqIcA/s320/2258305536_0b4d1b9645.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244908021683729682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini foto keren bgt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belakangan saya lg seneng blogwalking, liat-liat blog orang, dan menemukan banyak sekali blog yang menarik ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas lg jalan2 gt, saya menemukan foto ini. scr reflek gw bilang, keren bgt! liatnya sampe nahan napas gw.. (berlebihan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, ini dari blognya dian sastro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-8842666124607834328?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8842666124607834328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=8842666124607834328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8842666124607834328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8842666124607834328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/09/blogwalkin.html' title='blogwalkin ;)'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMmoDpgONRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5lFMfIUqIcA/s72-c/2258305536_0b4d1b9645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4916910902830300780</id><published>2008-09-09T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T08:32:59.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sia</title><content type='html'>salah ga sih saya&lt;br /&gt;apa sih salah saya&lt;br /&gt;ya emang saya salah&lt;br /&gt;tapi tujuan saya gasalah kan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya sedih&lt;br /&gt;karena saya lagi-lagi kalah&lt;br /&gt;saya memang dari dulu tidak suka bersaingan&lt;br /&gt;saya lebih senang mengalah, dan kadangkala mengalah untuk menang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kalau saya mengalah, orang mengambil tempat saya&lt;br /&gt;orang tidak  lagi memberikan tempat untuk saya &lt;br /&gt;saya harus mengambilnya sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya tidak suka mengambil tempat orang&lt;br /&gt;karena saya merasa tidak berhak&lt;br /&gt;tapi bagaimana kalau tempatnya habis&lt;br /&gt;seharusnya tidak akan pernah habis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya tidak mau mengambil tempat orang&lt;br /&gt;tapi saya juga mau tempat saya sendiri&lt;br /&gt;jadi saat ada orang pergi, untuk pertama kalinya, saya tempati&lt;br /&gt;saat orang itu kembali, saya tidak mau pergi&lt;br /&gt;karena saya sudah nyaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berdirilah disebelah saya&lt;br /&gt;janganlah berfikir untuk berpindah lagi&lt;br /&gt;saya sisakan satu tempat untuk kamu, disebelah saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya akan pertahankan tempat ini, hanya untuk kamu&lt;br /&gt;jangan bilang ini mudah&lt;br /&gt;setiap orang yang lewat, melihat tempat ini&lt;br /&gt;jangan bilang ini gampang&lt;br /&gt;karena sepi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya sedih&lt;br /&gt;karena saya disiakan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4916910902830300780?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4916910902830300780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4916910902830300780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4916910902830300780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4916910902830300780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/09/sia.html' title='sia'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-6037607300065058447</id><published>2008-09-06T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T09:02:03.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>puasa</title><content type='html'>ga kerasa, sekarang udah puasa hari ke 6.&lt;br /&gt;its quite amazing for me, since my job is a 9 to 9 job, and i havent break my fast yet! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taun kemaren emang parah bgt, gatau karena saya menghadapi beberapa breakdown dalam hidup, ato karena memang males puasa, ato karena saya meragukan apa yang biasanya saya percaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini, saya belajar untuk percaya penuh.&lt;br /&gt;tapi tahun ini, saya juga sebelumnya belajar untuk mempertanyakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya mengerti, kalo agama itu dogma, bukan untuk dipertanyakan.&lt;br /&gt;tapi saya yakin, dengan mempertanyakan, dengan menemukan fakta-fakta baru, saya akan lebih percaya, saya akan lebih tidak meragukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini, saya mengalami doa-doa saya di tahun sebelumnya terkabul.&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini, saya menjalani apa yang selalu yang saya takutkan di tahun sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini, apa yang menjadi khayalan saya, menjadi kenyataan.&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini, saya diberikan kesempatan untuk mengalami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya mengecap manisnya sang asing, tepat di lidah saya sendiri, yang merupakan sebuah sensasi luar biasa, karena saya belum pernah.&lt;br /&gt;saya juga dipaksa merasakan pahit konsekuensinya, setelah saya telan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya dikenalkan pada nikmat dan derita yang baru.&lt;br /&gt;saya dikeluarkan dari order, dijatuhkan pada chaos, dan menjadi salah satu agennya.&lt;br /&gt;saya menjadi neo, yang berkeliaran untuk merusak keseimbangan, berperang dengan smith, yang bertugas untuk menyeimbangkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan saya kalah.&lt;br /&gt;dan saya belajar.&lt;br /&gt;bukan untuk menerima kekalahan, tapi untuk mencari strategi baru.&lt;br /&gt;saya tidak lagi lihat baik atau buruk caranya, karena terlalu relatif.&lt;br /&gt;saya hanya lihat tujuan saya, dan tujuan saya absolut baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puasa bulan ini, saya bertekad tamat.&lt;br /&gt;karena saya tidak lagi ragu.&lt;br /&gt;yang saya alami tahun ini, bukti bahwa kepercayaan saya tidak buta.&lt;br /&gt;saya bertemu, bercengkerama denganNya, membaca blogNya, dan menemukanNya kembali di dalam sebotol teh saat berbuka..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-6037607300065058447?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6037607300065058447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=6037607300065058447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6037607300065058447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6037607300065058447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa.html' title='puasa'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-854009266401652686</id><published>2008-09-04T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T07:17:17.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love comes with batteries</title><content type='html'>Love comes with batteries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it comes with batteries&lt;br /&gt;It’s powerful at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;But it runs out&lt;br /&gt;It turns you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember your remote control car toy?&lt;br /&gt;Here, here, hear me, remember how fun it is to play it when the batteries are new?&lt;br /&gt;It runs really fast&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t sucks you out, any direction you want it to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, it sucks out a lot of power&lt;br /&gt;It’s slow down&lt;br /&gt;It’s slow down, ‘till it dies&lt;br /&gt;Until it cannot move at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to compare it with love&lt;br /&gt;But yes, love comes with batteries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, do you have a wristwatch?&lt;br /&gt;It comes with batteries too&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn’t suck power that much&lt;br /&gt;It lasts for years&lt;br /&gt;It tells you time whenever you want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you want that kinda love?&lt;br /&gt;Lasts for years, five years, or maybe ten?&lt;br /&gt;But you know, eventually, its gonna runs out too&lt;br /&gt;However, its still a battery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, nowadays, we’ve known a rechargeable battery&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’m gonna buy one&lt;br /&gt;Not like that battery attached on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;Its that kinda battery, that last really long, but you still need to recharge it sometimes, you just cant buy it and leave it and expect it'll last forever.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you need to recharge it sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Its called marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-854009266401652686?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/854009266401652686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=854009266401652686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/854009266401652686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/854009266401652686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-comes-with-batteries.html' title='Love comes with batteries'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3516792553689022736</id><published>2008-08-28T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:30:32.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fender stratocaster usa</title><content type='html'>i'm desperately need one of this..&lt;br /&gt;anyone want to sell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3516792553689022736?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3516792553689022736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3516792553689022736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3516792553689022736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3516792553689022736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/08/fender-stratocaster-usa.html' title='fender stratocaster usa'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-871306242317257409</id><published>2008-08-13T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T09:02:33.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how are you</title><content type='html'>Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tangling in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna call you&lt;br /&gt;Just to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tangling in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna ask you&lt;br /&gt;How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since&lt;br /&gt;The last time we spoke&lt;br /&gt;Its been a week or more since&lt;br /&gt;I met you with your new boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this time&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna ask you&lt;br /&gt;How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malem ini, kepikiran pengen nelpon kmu&lt;br /&gt;Udah lama sejak aku terakhir ngobrol ma kmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini, aku cuma pgn nanya, “apa kabar?”&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya baru kemaren aku tiduran di sofa depan TV, ditemenin kamu&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya nyaman banget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu kamu lewat, senyum sama aku,&lt;br /&gt;Padahal itu udah jam11 malem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight &lt;br /&gt;Just wanna ask you&lt;br /&gt;How are you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-871306242317257409?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/871306242317257409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=871306242317257409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/871306242317257409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/871306242317257409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-are-you.html' title='how are you'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-5625496416488565518</id><published>2008-08-11T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:44:04.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i you i you: i</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're not tired of my stories&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure not, coz its getting more and more interesting month to month&lt;br /&gt;Well, interesting for me to read over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how it felt&lt;br /&gt;To fall for the wrong girl, with the right reasons&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know its wrong to fall for a girl thats taken&lt;br /&gt;Its still hot, I've experienced it, and yet it will be very stupid if I repeat it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it happened&lt;br /&gt;Sh*t happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fall for her&lt;br /&gt;Shiyt&lt;br /&gt;I fell for ANOTHER girl thats also taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant get her off my mind&lt;br /&gt;Cant get rid off her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, you dare to compete with ONE guy&lt;br /&gt;And now, dare to compete with THREE???&lt;br /&gt;Arief,  rr you out of your mind?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, why dont you take that single girl instead?&lt;br /&gt;She got beautiful hair, beautiful figure, and kind and stuff, what else do you f*cking want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why take the hard one when you got the easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell with that man, I'm gonna do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;You know, it felt great to fall&lt;br /&gt;Just like riding a flying fox ride&lt;br /&gt;Scary in the beginning, but you'll fly afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;The next time you're feet hit the ground, you want more&lt;br /&gt;You want to do it again&lt;br /&gt;You'll dying to do it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Player Girl,&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Lets play&lt;br /&gt;Lets play your game&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll play my game&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll loose&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll fall&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/7303010-5625496416488565518?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5625496416488565518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5625496416488565518&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5625496416488565518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5625496416488565518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-you-i-you-i.html' title='i you i you: i'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-5679199788309745777</id><published>2008-07-31T08:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T09:05:39.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss her</title><content type='html'>Is it good or is it bad?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care anymore&lt;br /&gt;But it might be good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, okay, we only met just once &lt;br /&gt;Once in a lifetime, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chat a lot..&lt;br /&gt;Well, not that much&lt;br /&gt;But that often, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it might be only a hi&lt;br /&gt;It might only a "lagi dimana?" or "lagi ngapain" thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know its just a handshake, not yet a hug&lt;br /&gt;But I like her&lt;br /&gt;Is it forbidden?&lt;br /&gt;I like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to know why&lt;br /&gt;I like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's definitely my type&lt;br /&gt;If I had one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'd go another miles for her&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to know if she willing to go a mile for me&lt;br /&gt;;))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5679199788309745777?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5679199788309745777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5679199788309745777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5679199788309745777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5679199788309745777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-miss-her.html' title='i miss her'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-6700114110174979181</id><published>2008-07-24T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:56:36.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>say</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YZ0z86LmXBM&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YZ0z86LmXBM&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the best song i ever had so far...&lt;br /&gt;looks like i'm gonna remember in years ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take all of your wasted honor&lt;br /&gt;Every little past frustration&lt;br /&gt;Take all of your so-called problems&lt;br /&gt;Better put them in quotations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say (8x)&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking like a one man army&lt;br /&gt;Fighting with the shadows in your head&lt;br /&gt;Living out the same old moment&lt;br /&gt;Knowing youâ€™d be better off instead&lt;br /&gt;If you could only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say (8x)&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for giving in&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for giving over&lt;br /&gt;You better know that in the end&lt;br /&gt;Itâ€™s better to say too much&lt;br /&gt;Than never to say what you need to say again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if your hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;And your faith is broken&lt;br /&gt;Even as the eyes are closing&lt;br /&gt;Do it with a heart wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;(Fade)&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-6700114110174979181?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.johnmayer.com/blog' title='say'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6700114110174979181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=6700114110174979181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6700114110174979181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6700114110174979181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/07/say.html' title='say'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-9076934144900899361</id><published>2008-07-07T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T10:50:56.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a chest burnt when i see you smiling</title><content type='html'>udah lama ga curhat disini, hehe&lt;br /&gt;belakangan cuman nulis hal-hal blurry yg ditulis cuman buat dimengerti diri sendiri&lt;br /&gt;dan mungkin orang yang dituju&lt;br /&gt;karena ya itu, gw cuman pengen gw sendiri sama orang yg dituju yg ngerti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daaan, yak, kali ini gw lg pengen bgt nulis yg semua orang bisa ngerti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few months backwards, i feel so uncomfortable about myself&lt;br /&gt;why? its the classic thing: i didn't get what i want.&lt;br /&gt;i always think to myself, that that thing i want is the right thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;but i never think the other possibilities, aka the opposite: it might not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah mulai lagi...&lt;br /&gt;hell with it, i'm gonna say it loud, i'm going naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i used the word &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; instead of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;thats because &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; whom i'm refering to, quite i'm sure that she never had read this blog for a really long while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah semua orang udah tau gw ngomongin siapa.&lt;br /&gt;siapa? yak betul, *censored*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah lo, gw sebut.&lt;br /&gt;biarinlah, orang dia ga pernah baca ini.&lt;br /&gt;pokonya gw kali ini mau ngalor-ngidul sebebas-bebasnya, blog-blog gw ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i miss you"&lt;br /&gt;those three powerful words back then.&lt;br /&gt;but we say it too often,&lt;br /&gt;until it means the same as "want a bite?"&lt;br /&gt;or "here you go.."&lt;br /&gt;or "kick that ass.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u ever through this phase?&lt;br /&gt;a phase after you broke up, and you want her back badly.&lt;br /&gt;slowly you realise the things you did wrong,&lt;br /&gt;you want to go back, but you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you realise another thing: you went through this before.&lt;br /&gt;what happened back then when she gave you a chance? you screw up again.&lt;br /&gt;but you came up again with tons of justifications.&lt;br /&gt;you learn from mistakes, different mistakes, and now you've learnt a lot.&lt;br /&gt;but she just dont want you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;why? assorted reasons.&lt;br /&gt;it maybe just her state of mind, &lt;br /&gt;or it may also be because of the appearance of another guy.&lt;br /&gt;you can learn more about this in fitri's blog. http://fi3.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what is the reason in my case?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, i just dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, actually she explained the reason why, but i just dont want to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the time that i have to believe that, and start to get over.&lt;br /&gt;okay, the reason is according to her is: she dont love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know what she think.&lt;br /&gt;she think that she can loose me by not replying my calls, my text, my messages.&lt;br /&gt;you know what i think?&lt;br /&gt;i think she's trying hard to forget me too, i think she recall me in her sleep, but my texts and calls make her feel like winning, and surprisingly making it easier for her to forget her feelings to me.&lt;br /&gt;its easier to ignore text messages, and i bet it felt fucking good not to reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think its not ethical.&lt;br /&gt;you might can do that to your 6months boyfriend, but you cant do that to me.&lt;br /&gt;so you replied.&lt;br /&gt;an instant reply, not more than the appropriate, not more then the manner.&lt;br /&gt;although it does not satisfy, it works to make me quiet for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not asking you to give me another chance to be a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;what i'm asking is your permission to take care of you for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care what its called.&lt;br /&gt;i just want you to rest your head on my shoulder, every time you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what love means anymore.&lt;br /&gt;when you say it over and over again, it felt like nothing.&lt;br /&gt;its just a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i suppose, if you allow me to define, its this kinda feeling, a feeling that i really miss:&lt;br /&gt;a chest burnt when i see you smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-9076934144900899361?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/9076934144900899361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=9076934144900899361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/9076934144900899361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/9076934144900899361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/07/chest-burnt-when-i-see-you-smiling.html' title='a chest burnt when i see you smiling'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-5083959555873824138</id><published>2008-07-07T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:10:50.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a lady like my mother</title><content type='html'>Until now, I haven’t figured yet&lt;br /&gt;What kind of girl that I want?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of girl that I want to be accompanied with?&lt;br /&gt;What is my ideal?&lt;br /&gt;What criteria’s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I’m trying to figure these years&lt;br /&gt;Short hair?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Kind?&lt;br /&gt;Independent?&lt;br /&gt;Understanding?&lt;br /&gt;Clever?&lt;br /&gt;Open minded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of those&lt;br /&gt;But when I think again, none of above&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I could fall for any girl smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I could fall for any girl talked to me more than an hour&lt;br /&gt;Well that’s not true either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who it’d might be?&lt;br /&gt;It’s her&lt;br /&gt;Definitely her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady like my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That hugs&lt;br /&gt;That kisses&lt;br /&gt;That touches my hair when I’m sleeping with troubled mind&lt;br /&gt;That I will defend her for the rest of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5083959555873824138?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5083959555873824138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5083959555873824138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5083959555873824138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5083959555873824138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/07/lady-like-my-mother.html' title='a lady like my mother'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-640490908700564113</id><published>2008-07-06T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T06:48:02.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terusan yg sebelumnya</title><content type='html'>I'm not taking the offer.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for your advices..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-640490908700564113?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/640490908700564113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=640490908700564113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/640490908700564113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/640490908700564113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/07/terusan-yg-sebelumnya.html' title='terusan yg sebelumnya'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-7721251173044160644</id><published>2008-06-28T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:32:25.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOG FLEE</title><content type='html'>here i go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, i know i know, but listen first..&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've got offered another job&lt;br /&gt;no, i didn't search for it&lt;br /&gt;it just popped out!&lt;br /&gt;well, actually i got informed accidentally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its got better salary&lt;br /&gt;but not quite better profile company then my current one&lt;br /&gt;yes, its got better job desk&lt;br /&gt;i always want to be a pure bank analyst&lt;br /&gt;with no sales target&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i'm not a pure sales now, you know its kinda weird to be an analyst in sales dept&lt;br /&gt;my performance is based on my sales performance, approval rate, and speed&lt;br /&gt;not necessarily based on credit delinquency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is another good thing about this new job&lt;br /&gt;its syariah&lt;br /&gt;fyi, in my current job, i hardly had time for do shalat&lt;br /&gt;and its a work hard party hard job&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its fun, but desperately exhausting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i take this one, then its official&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER HAD A JOB LASTS THEN A SINGLE YEAR&lt;br /&gt;then its official to people to entitle me as "DOG FLEE" (meaning i'm like a flee, always jumping to a better host)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, tell me what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;through my friends, please give me a clue, what should i do, what should i choose..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-7721251173044160644?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7721251173044160644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=7721251173044160644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7721251173044160644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7721251173044160644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/06/dog-flee.html' title='DOG FLEE'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-5608298401243544702</id><published>2008-06-28T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:04:56.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amsterdam (a song for you)</title><content type='html'>Are there no shadows where you are ?&lt;br /&gt;i can see everything is day&lt;br /&gt;problems that you try to hide away&lt;br /&gt;pushing me aside&lt;br /&gt;(you`re pushing me aside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could the winter calm come twice ?&lt;br /&gt;`cause your heart seems so cold tonight ??&lt;br /&gt;there`s no substance some how isn`t right&lt;br /&gt;it`s killing me inside&lt;br /&gt;(it's killing you inside)&lt;br /&gt;killing me inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don`t wanna be where you are&lt;br /&gt;i don`t wanna be here even now&lt;br /&gt;i don`t wanna be by your side&lt;br /&gt;something isn`t right&lt;br /&gt;something isn`t right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;say what you will&lt;br /&gt;say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;words have no meaning&lt;br /&gt;when i`ve seen where you`ve been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;say what you will&lt;br /&gt;say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;this is our last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;this is where love ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i assume i have to write it wrong&lt;br /&gt;how could you watch and since forgone ?&lt;br /&gt;does what we`ve done ever really belong ?&lt;br /&gt;you`re wasting me away&lt;br /&gt;(I feel so wasted away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god if you can hear me out alright&lt;br /&gt;please take these feelings for her inside&lt;br /&gt;my chest hurts when i breathe tonight&lt;br /&gt;it`s wasting me away&lt;br /&gt;(you`re wasting me away)&lt;br /&gt;they`re wasting me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don`t wanna be where you are&lt;br /&gt;i don`t wanna be here even now&lt;br /&gt;i don`t wanna be by your side&lt;br /&gt;something isn`t right&lt;br /&gt;something isn`t right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our last&lt;br /&gt;(this is my last)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;say what you will&lt;br /&gt;say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;words have no meaning&lt;br /&gt;when i`ve seen where you`ve been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;say what you will&lt;br /&gt;say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;this is our last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;this is where love ends&lt;br /&gt;(this is my last)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;say what you will&lt;br /&gt;say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;words have no meaning&lt;br /&gt;when i`ve seen where you've been&lt;br /&gt;(this is our last)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;say what you will&lt;br /&gt;say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;this is our last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;this is where love ends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5608298401243544702?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5608298401243544702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5608298401243544702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5608298401243544702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5608298401243544702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/06/amsterdam-song-for-you.html' title='amsterdam (a song for you)'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3245364848315349238</id><published>2008-05-11T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T05:27:20.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in the middle of something</title><content type='html'>i don't know what the hell am i doing right now&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm fooling myself calm&lt;br /&gt;i'm nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not jealous anymore, i'm nervous&lt;br /&gt;i don't know anymore whats right and whats wrong&lt;br /&gt;i didn't think about it&lt;br /&gt;i might be not thinking at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its wrong&lt;br /&gt;its kinda wrong&lt;br /&gt;its 80% wrong&lt;br /&gt;its definitely wrong actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody help me out&lt;br /&gt;God, help me out, in a peaceful way, please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3245364848315349238?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3245364848315349238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3245364848315349238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3245364848315349238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3245364848315349238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-middle-of-something.html' title='in the middle of something'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2826159644504483340</id><published>2008-05-10T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T06:24:43.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LIKE MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>udah lama gw ga cerita disini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belakangan gw hanya menulis tulisan2 dgn makna ga jelas dan jelas-jelas bermaksud menggurui, hehe&lt;br /&gt;tapi ga ngaruh juga, secara yg mau digurui gapernah baca blog gw juga.. tp gatau deng, entah juga, secara gw gabisa tau siapa yg berkunjung kecuali mereka meninggalkan jejak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kabar gw skarang, gw lebih simpel.&lt;br /&gt;gw ga lagi mikir yang berat2, yang gaperlu dipikirkan terlalu lama.&lt;br /&gt;gw lebih suka melakukannya, menjalaninya, mencoba menikmatinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey i like my life, did i ever say that i hate it? no way man.&lt;br /&gt;pernah gw ngeluuuh mulu soal kerjaan.&lt;br /&gt;pernah gw ngeluuuh mulu soal my so called love life.&lt;br /&gt;pernah gw ngeluuuh mulu soal kurangnya gw bersosialisasi dgn teman2 lama.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt matter anymore man, i'm enjoying it, no matter how ugly it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm gonna say it again: I LIKE MY LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2826159644504483340?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2826159644504483340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=2826159644504483340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2826159644504483340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2826159644504483340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-like-my-life.html' title='I LIKE MY LIFE'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3347451567696528709</id><published>2008-05-03T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T06:13:59.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lah pangkat 4</title><content type='html'>tugas kita hanya hidup, kenapa dibuat susah?&lt;br /&gt;tugas kita hanya bertahan, sampai waktu kita habis&lt;br /&gt;kenapa menghabiskan waktu menyesali apa yang sudah kita lakukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tugas kita hanya hidup, &lt;br /&gt;buat apa menghabiskan waktu untuk berpikir apa yang terbaik?&lt;br /&gt;saat kau menemukan yang menurutmu terbaik, kesempatan itu sudah lewat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa harus berobsesi terlalu lama pada suatu hal?&lt;br /&gt;jika tidak bisa, ya tidak ada salahnya dicoba cara lain&lt;br /&gt;tapi ada saatnya kita menyerah, &lt;br /&gt;ada saatnya kita menemukan obsesi yang lain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa perlu dendam?&lt;br /&gt;kenapa perlu marah lebih dari 3 hari?&lt;br /&gt;ok jika tidak percaya lagi jika dikecewakan, tapi haruskah jadi antipati?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tugas kita hanya hidup, kenapa dipersulit?&lt;br /&gt;percayalah, memaafkan itu jauh lebih mudah daripada mempertahankan dendam&lt;br /&gt;percayalah, jika semua orang bisa berubah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;percayalah, lepaskanlah, nikmatilah, bahagialah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3347451567696528709?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3347451567696528709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3347451567696528709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3347451567696528709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3347451567696528709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/05/lah-pangkat-4.html' title='lah pangkat 4'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4952703603869259012</id><published>2008-03-30T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T03:51:03.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twins</title><content type='html'>I wanna be twins with you&lt;br /&gt;So we cannot be apart, no matter what&lt;br /&gt;We grow up together&lt;br /&gt;Wear the same color&lt;br /&gt;Sharing bed, and call each other ade and kakak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be twins with you&lt;br /&gt;We fight a lot, argue all the time, but we will not be apart&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much we hate each other, we keep look after each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something happens with you, I will sense it&lt;br /&gt;If something hurts me, you will feel it too&lt;br /&gt;If I get sick, you will soon&lt;br /&gt;If you die, I will die too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were twins&lt;br /&gt;We will never be apart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4952703603869259012?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4952703603869259012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4952703603869259012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4952703603869259012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4952703603869259012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/03/twins.html' title='twins'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3453899549410760359</id><published>2008-03-28T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:09:42.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love flies</title><content type='html'>when love flies through your window heart&lt;br /&gt;just remember how sweet it taste&lt;br /&gt;there is no point remembering the pain it brings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a person you love hurts you&lt;br /&gt;tell him that it hurts&lt;br /&gt;so if he really loves you, he won't do it again&lt;br /&gt;at least he will try to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he do it over and over again&lt;br /&gt;please rethink the reason, is it you or him&lt;br /&gt;if it is him, you may leave him without any responsibilities to think about his feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if three days later he says that he feel sorry and promise won't do it again, don't believe him&lt;br /&gt;if he tells you that he wants you back badly&lt;br /&gt;you may reject him, without any responsibilities to think about his feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if three months later he try again&lt;br /&gt;check his backgrounds&lt;br /&gt;did he go around another girl? did he get any? &lt;br /&gt;did he looked for rebound and didn't found anyone?&lt;br /&gt;did he get a rebound and the girl knows it, then leave him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, anyhow, no matter happens with him, three months later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you still love him&lt;br /&gt;you may give him a chance&lt;br /&gt;there is a 50:50 chance that he says the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're hurt so bad &lt;br /&gt;you may give him a chance&lt;br /&gt;at least to give him a chance to repay, there's a 60:40 chance that he changed,&lt;br /&gt;that he won't hurt you the same way as before, that he will try not to hurt you in other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, fyi, nobody hurts so bad that she/he can't love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't feel love anymore, but you already forgive him, and you don't want him back&lt;br /&gt;check again, do you really already forgive him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when another months or years goes by&lt;br /&gt;if he proposed to marry you&lt;br /&gt;accept him&lt;br /&gt;there's 100:0 chance that he really loves you, and will try his best not to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;that he will try his best to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;that he will live hard, work hard, to keep your marriage warm, and loving always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warm regards, &lt;br /&gt;from a man who thinks and realizes his heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3453899549410760359?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3453899549410760359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3453899549410760359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;jangan kau pergi lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, benar aku yang meninggalkanmu&lt;br /&gt;tapi itu bukan mauku&lt;br /&gt;kupikir itu yang terbaik untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walau itu bukan yang kuinginkan&lt;br /&gt;aku hanya memikirkan dirimu&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ijinkan aku untuk berpikir untukku sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak mau berpikir lagi&lt;br /&gt;cinta itu bukan untuk dipikirkan berlama-lama&lt;br /&gt;cinta itu untuk diberikan&lt;br /&gt;segera saat aku merasakannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kembali&lt;br /&gt;aku akan menahanmu untuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;tak akan aku melepaskanmu lagi, walau itu bukan yang terbaik untukmu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-383584971150126712?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/383584971150126712/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-8492971721416365312</id><published>2008-03-23T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T06:40:13.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you love</title><content type='html'>I wish you bluebirds in the spring&lt;br /&gt;To give your heart a song to sing&lt;br /&gt;And then a kiss&lt;br /&gt;But more than this&lt;br /&gt;I wish you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in July a lemonade&lt;br /&gt;To cool you in some leafy glade&lt;br /&gt;I wish you health&lt;br /&gt;And more than wealth&lt;br /&gt;I wish you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breaking heart and I agree&lt;br /&gt;That you and I could never be&lt;br /&gt;So with my best, my very best&lt;br /&gt;I set you free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you shelter from the storm&lt;br /&gt;A cozy fire to keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;But most of all&lt;br /&gt;When snowflakes fall&lt;br /&gt;I wish you love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-8492971721416365312?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8492971721416365312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=8492971721416365312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8492971721416365312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/8492971721416365312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wish-you-love.html' title='I wish you love'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2278424420289720203</id><published>2008-02-16T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T00:23:50.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gw itu orang paling beruntung di seluruh dunia (2)</title><content type='html'>gw emang bener paling beruntung di seluruh dunia kayanya&lt;br /&gt;gw seneng bisa ketemu lu&lt;br /&gt;seneng bgt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i google you just now&lt;br /&gt;and i regret it&lt;br /&gt;im sorry, i didnt mean to search you&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i know&lt;br /&gt;im so scared&lt;br /&gt;im scared that i would hurt you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2278424420289720203?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2278424420289720203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=2278424420289720203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2278424420289720203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2278424420289720203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2008/02/gw-itu-orang-paling-beruntung-di.html' title='gw itu orang paling beruntung di seluruh dunia (2)'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2937040086662599870</id><published>2008-02-08T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:18:41.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dying to</title><content type='html'>dying to get to you&lt;br /&gt;dying to hold not to text you&lt;br /&gt;although you would reply so quickly&lt;br /&gt;replying to what i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy that you replied&lt;br /&gt;and you told me that you're happy too&lt;br /&gt;its so beatiful (fuck me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so deadly beautiful&lt;br /&gt;painfully beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;i need some sleep so i can get sober&lt;br /&gt;so i can get rational again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up blue dressed asshole!&lt;br /&gt;she's not mine&lt;br /&gt;she's somebody elses&lt;br /&gt;although she seemed to be, could be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one night&lt;br /&gt;just for one night, and another&lt;br /&gt;dying to get another night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go home, dont get too close to me again&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can say that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2937040086662599870?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2937040086662599870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=2937040086662599870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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selalu telat sh) pulang jam9 mlm&lt;br /&gt;trus siangnya masi mobile bgt, scr kantor blum siap dipake&lt;br /&gt;naek motor tea keliling bdg dr 1branch ke branch yg laen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belum kalo siang2 ujan..&lt;br /&gt;kemaren2 sih siangnya panas terang benderang (jd di PO panas edan scr gada AC)&lt;br /&gt;lalu malemnya hujan deras badey gila kencana&lt;br /&gt;so my shoes get wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suatu hari terjadilah kejadian seperti itu&lt;br /&gt;sampe rumah sekitar jam10&lt;br /&gt;perut laper, ngeluh tampak masuk angin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu menoleh ke TV&lt;br /&gt;ternyata lagi acara yg ngeliput orang2 yang kena bencana&lt;br /&gt;orang-orang yg bener2 dilanda kesusahan&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember the detail, but i remember how i felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba2 gw lupa sama semua capek dan pegel2 gw&lt;br /&gt;tiba2 perut gw memberi ampun ditengah kembungnya&lt;br /&gt;tiba2 gw sadar kalo gw masi beruntung masi punya kaki, tangan, mata, telinga, lidah, hati&lt;br /&gt;tiba2 gw sadar kalo gw masi punya orang2 yg gw cinta disekitar gw yg bisa gw jagain&lt;br /&gt;tiba2 gw sadar kalo penderitaan gw itu gada apa2nya dibanding yg gw liat di TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba2 gw ngerasa kalo gw itu orang paling beruntung di seluruh dunia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5318810993089557360?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5318810993089557360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5318810993089557360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5318810993089557360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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makan galau (oowwwwhhhh mannn!!!)&lt;br /&gt;ga sih, yg terakhir itu, kayanya istilah "galau" itu so last decade, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi gw ngrasa lebih baik&lt;br /&gt;gw jadi banyak ngerti hal2 yg dulu gw ga ngerti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini gw belajar buat ga selalu sependapat sama sahabat&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini gw belajar klo orang yg kliatannya baek ga selalu punya niat baek&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini gw belajar klo kita ga aktif nge-appreciate org, org pun tidak akan se-eager itu nge-appreciate kita&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini gw belajar ga latah pengen cepet kawin kayak temen2 gw&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini gw belajar buat lebih mengerti, menerima, sekaligus bangga akan keluarga gw apa adanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of all, tahun ini gw belajar buat sama sekali ga bergantung ma orang&lt;br /&gt;udah saatnya&lt;br /&gt;udah umurnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh iya, tahun ini gw juga belajar menyebutkan angka dalan bahasa mandarin, hehe&lt;br /&gt;guys, ini berguna banget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.560.200 = tiauw kua lakban nope&lt;br /&gt;bener ga?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3355477779840106552?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3355477779840106552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3355477779840106552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3355477779840106552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3355477779840106552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/12/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-1436885433009385499</id><published>2007-12-31T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T03:03:48.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ada perempuan yang...</title><content type='html'>Ada perempuan yang dengan kecantikannya bisa membuat aku menahan napas&lt;br /&gt;Dan itu bukan kamu&lt;br /&gt;Ada perempuan yang dengan kepintarannya bisa membuatku betah mengobrol seharian&lt;br /&gt;Dan itu bukan kamu&lt;br /&gt;Ada perempuan yang dengan ketaatannya bisa menggerakkan hatiku untuk beribadah&lt;br /&gt;Dan itu bukan kamu&lt;br /&gt;Ada perempuan yang dengan ketekunannya bisa menyentuhku untuk membantu&lt;br /&gt;Dan itu bukan kamu&lt;br /&gt;Ada perempuan yang dengan kedewasaannya bisa membuatku melepaskan egoku&lt;br /&gt;Dan itu bukan kamu&lt;br /&gt;Ada perempuan yang dengan kecerdasan emosi, kesabaran dan ketulusannya padaku, bisa membuatku melepaskannya, merelakannya untuk tidak menjadi milikku&lt;br /&gt;Dan itu juga bukan kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku tidak bisa tidak mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku tidak bisa tidak mengingatmu&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku tidak bisa tidak melihatmu sebagai pasangan hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tepat saat aku menuliskan kata-kata ini, aku belajar, bahwa yang kucintai bukan kesempurnaan, tapi ketaksempurnaanmu, yang menjadi cermin bagi diriku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-1436885433009385499?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1436885433009385499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=1436885433009385499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/1436885433009385499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/1436885433009385499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/12/ada-perempuan-yang.html' title='ada perempuan yang...'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3170105048760968597</id><published>2007-11-30T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T23:31:48.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>patient</title><content type='html'>In my time line, there are times when I feel low&lt;br /&gt;And there are times I feel really low&lt;br /&gt;But I survive&lt;br /&gt;I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things that hurts, but cannot kills me, makes me stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me understand things, &lt;br /&gt;Things that people fail to understand when they haven’t experienced it yet&lt;br /&gt;I might have been through things that people hasn’t&lt;br /&gt;And some people has experienced things that I haven’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it’s just hard to make you understand, be cause you haven’t experienced it yet&lt;br /&gt;In this, I experienced more than you do&lt;br /&gt;But you just won’t listen&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because you’re older, or you feel that you are smarter than me and there is no way I can teach you things, &lt;br /&gt;or you just too proud to ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to share how to do this,&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t really listening when I’m explaining&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because you doubt my ability in this&lt;br /&gt;It’s a pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta tell you, it’s hard, damn hard&lt;br /&gt;But I haven’t told you that before, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t want you to pity me&lt;br /&gt;Besides, who likes to hear complains? &lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna hear you preaching about things you don’t really get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always a way if you believe in it&lt;br /&gt;So please don’t loose faith&lt;br /&gt;And don’t give up trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are sure, then it is right&lt;br /&gt;It is absolutely there, waiting for you to take&lt;br /&gt;But there is no shortcut&lt;br /&gt;You have to take that way, the uneasy way&lt;br /&gt;You have to pass some test first&lt;br /&gt;If you pass those, it’s gonna be easier, I assure you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that life unfair, huh?&lt;br /&gt;You think that it is easy for me&lt;br /&gt;Well, far beyond that, it’s not easy for me too&lt;br /&gt;I just haven’t told you how hard it is; because I don’t think you’d understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3170105048760968597?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3170105048760968597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3170105048760968597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3170105048760968597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3170105048760968597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/11/patient.html' title='patient'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-9072064999632200866</id><published>2007-11-07T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T00:55:23.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/RzF8cxIgXpI/AAAAAAAAABU/iF_qcZop6rg/s1600-h/thenumber23_releaseposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/RzF8cxIgXpI/AAAAAAAAABU/iF_qcZop6rg/s320/thenumber23_releaseposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130018284218900114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="body-text-first-indent" style="text-indent: 0in;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body-text-first-indent" style="text-indent: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt; Ini salah satu film Jim Carrey yang serius, bukan komedi. Cerita filmnya lumayan bikin gw mikir, dan gw suka film yang bikin gw mikir. Film ini bagus, tapi ga edan-bagus-pisan juga sih, dari 5 bintang, gw kasih 3½ lah.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-text-first-indent" style="text-indent: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Dari awal kita udah dikasih penasaran tentang keanehan dan kebetulan yang bersangkut paut sama angka 23. Banyak banget kejadian, kebanyakan tragedi populer dunia atau peristiwa kematian orang-orang terkenal, yang tanggalnya, dijumlah jadi angka 23. Di film ini, aktor utamanya itu sadar ternyata kalo diitung-itung, banyak kejadian penting dalam hidup dia yang dijumlah-jamleh itu jadi angka 23 juga. Lalu mulai terjadi sinkronisasi psikologis, dimana tiba-tiba angka itu muncul terus di kehidupan dia, kemanapun dia pergi, yang bikin dia terobsesi sekaligus stres, gara-gara angka 23. Angka ini lalu bawa dia ke kehidupan masa lalunya, yang ternyata... Heup ah, ga rame kan kalo diceritain terlalu banyak? Hehe.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-text-first-indent" style="text-indent: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Intinya, buat penggemar Jim Carrey, its a must see. Yang suka acting dia di sunshine of the spotless mind pasti bakal suka yang ini. Buat yang bukan penggemar Jim Carrey, film ini worth watching, sama sekali ga rugi nonton film ini. Buat yang ga suka film horor, jangan ketipu sama packagingnya, ini bukan film horor kok, walaupun melibatkan pembunuhan dan kematian, tapi ini sama sekali ga nyeremin. Buat yang ga suka film mikir yang bikin stres, jangan juga ketipu ama packagingnya, ini ga semikir itu, cukup simple malah, kalo dibandingin ama sunshine of the spotless mind, jauh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-text-first-indent" style="text-indent: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Buat yang udah nonton, bener ga sih fakta-fakta tentang angka 23 di film inih?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="body-text-first-indent" style="text-indent: 0in;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-9072064999632200866?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/9072064999632200866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=9072064999632200866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/9072064999632200866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/9072064999632200866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/11/ini-salah-satu-film-jim-carrey-yang.html' title=''/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/RzF8cxIgXpI/AAAAAAAAABU/iF_qcZop6rg/s72-c/thenumber23_releaseposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-945767101569987516</id><published>2007-11-07T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T00:42:04.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lagu ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Lagu ini mengingatkanku pada saat itu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Di kota asing, saat merindukanmu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Aku pergi, untuk mengalami&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Lagu ini bisa membuatku tersenyum, mengingatmu di sana&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Lagu ini membuatku bisa bertahan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Bertahan hidup, menjalani semuanya&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Memberiku kekuatan, untuk menghadapi yang tersulit sekalipun&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Mengingat apa yang telah kita alami&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Mengobati rasa rinduku&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Sekaligus meyakinkanku bahwa aku harus bertemu denganmu lagi&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Lagu ini meyakinkanku akan tujuanku&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Untuk menjalani, untuk mengalami, untuk pulang&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Lagu ini membawaku pulang, untuk kembali&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Sampai aku bertemu lagi denganmu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Sungguh, bisa melihatmu lagi, membayar semuanya&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Aku senang aku memutuskan untuk pulang,  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Walau aku juga tidak menyesal aku pernah pergi&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Pulang padamu, salah satu keputusan terbaik dalam hidupku&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Melihat senyummu, membayar semuanya&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Hanya damai, bahagia, nyata terasa&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Kau tidak bicara banyak, tapi kau tersenyum&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Itu sudah lebih dari cukup&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Itulah momen yang takkan kulupa&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Itulah bahagia yang akan terus kukenang&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Itulah definisi bahagia&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Aku lalu terlena&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Tak sadar di balik senyummu, kau bungkam&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Tak sadar, semuanya tak berjalan seperti yang kubayangkan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Tak sadar, perasaanmu padaku telah berubah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Kini walau kau telah pergi&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Tak sedikitpun kusesali&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Bahwa aku telah pulang untukmu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Kau telah beriku bahagia, perlihatkan padaku bagaimana rasanya&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Terima kasih&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;Lagu ini, untukmu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-945767101569987516?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/945767101569987516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=945767101569987516&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/945767101569987516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/945767101569987516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/11/lagu-ini.html' title='lagu ini'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-6093501293188592347</id><published>2007-10-19T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T05:47:15.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ngeben, senangnyaa</title><content type='html'>hari ini baru aja nge-ben ama bobbi, emith dan kuia&lt;br /&gt;udah lama banget ga masuk studio&lt;br /&gt;saking lamanya udah lupa gimana rasanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuping ngedenging, haus minta ampun&lt;br /&gt;punggung kiri, leher, ama kaki pegel&lt;br /&gt;tapi seneng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kangen&lt;br /&gt;selama ini cuman main sendiri di rumah sambil ngiringin suara mp3&lt;br /&gt;beda banget rasanya sama bener2 bawain lagu ama temen2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenernya banyak sih tawaran ngeben tapi belon sempet aja&lt;br /&gt;kebetulan aja sekarang lagi bisa&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya ga bisa sih, hari ini ga ada rencana libur&lt;br /&gt;tapi demi memenuhi ajakan yang menggebu2 dari bobbi, dan deadline kuia yang harus balik ke jakarta besok&lt;br /&gt;jadi dehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemaren terima song list dari bobbi&lt;br /&gt;diulik semalem (ampe ketiduran soale cape bgt dan panas bgt kemaren)&lt;br /&gt;lalu diterusin tadi pagi&lt;br /&gt;dan semuanya beres kok&lt;br /&gt;kebawain semuanya ;) ditambah lagu2 spontan yang tau2 kita semua masi inget&lt;br /&gt;menyenangkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi, jadi inget ajakan menggebu2 lainnya dari babon, tantra, dan pilar&lt;br /&gt;nanti ya ayo kita ngeben&lt;br /&gt;jadi gaenak nih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYO NGEBEN LAGI TEMAN-TEMAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-6093501293188592347?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6093501293188592347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=6093501293188592347&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6093501293188592347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6093501293188592347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/10/hari-ini-baru-aja-nge-ben-ama-bobbi.html' title='ngeben, senangnyaa'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4005273390542142545</id><published>2007-09-28T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T02:05:31.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bunuh saja pohonnya biar sepi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/Rv4UYlOrazI/AAAAAAAAABE/SNPWkZ8uzlE/s1600-h/tree5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/Rv4UYlOrazI/AAAAAAAAABE/SNPWkZ8uzlE/s320/tree5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115548639282555698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hari ini adalah hari yang patut dirayakan&lt;br /&gt;tanggal 27 september&lt;br /&gt;hari yang sangat besar,&lt;br /&gt;aku akan merayakannya tahun depan,&lt;br /&gt;dan mungkin tahun depannya lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini aku bunuh satu lagi&lt;br /&gt;pohon yang biasanya aku rawat&lt;br /&gt;aku sirami setiap dua hari sekali,&lt;br /&gt;paling lama tiga hari jika aku lupa&lt;br /&gt;kupastikan tidak ada hama yang mengganggu,&lt;br /&gt;kuberi pupuk sekali-kali, tapi tidak terlalu sering, agar bisa tumbuh dengan alami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika aku cukup telaten, sebulan sekali bisa lihat bunganya&lt;br /&gt;jika aku cukup sabar, setahun sekali aku bisa lihat buahnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi semua itu sudah berakhir&lt;br /&gt;pohon itu harus aku bunuh&lt;br /&gt;pohon itu harus mati&lt;br /&gt;aku cabut sampai ke akar, lalu aku racuni tanahnya dua kali, tidak, tiga kali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena pengalaman mengajarkanku untuk itu&lt;br /&gt;aku tidak mau pohon itu tumbuh lagi&lt;br /&gt;lagi, lagi dan lagi&lt;br /&gt;lagi, lagi dan sekali lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kali ini pohon itu harus mati semati-matinya&lt;br /&gt;MATI SEMATI-MATINYA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4005273390542142545?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4005273390542142545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4005273390542142545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4005273390542142545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4005273390542142545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/09/bunuh-saja-pohonnya-biar-sepi.html' title='bunuh saja pohonnya biar sepi'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/Rv4UYlOrazI/AAAAAAAAABE/SNPWkZ8uzlE/s72-c/tree5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-478557979948729759</id><published>2007-09-28T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T02:09:16.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hands in my pocket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/Rv4WD1Ora0I/AAAAAAAAABM/6Gn0lVJGtdE/s1600-h/ParkBench-m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/Rv4WD1Ora0I/AAAAAAAAABM/6Gn0lVJGtdE/s320/ParkBench-m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115550481823525698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my hands in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I won't do bad things to you&lt;br /&gt;We'll just gonna walk the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my hands in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;Take my word, I won't say anything that might hurts you&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna blab, and you will reply, smiling, no matter how unimportant it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my hands in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;I promise I won't try to change you&lt;br /&gt;But I'll allow you to change me to be a better person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my hands in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;I won't beg if it annoys you&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go, my dear friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-478557979948729759?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/478557979948729759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=478557979948729759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/478557979948729759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/478557979948729759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/09/hands-in-my-pocket.html' title='hands in my pocket'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/Rv4WD1Ora0I/AAAAAAAAABM/6Gn0lVJGtdE/s72-c/ParkBench-m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-522662854350902821</id><published>2007-09-22T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T01:37:15.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for God sake</title><content type='html'>ga ngerti&lt;br /&gt;kenapa sih kaya gini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ga ngerti&lt;br /&gt;kenapa pas gw bicara jujur, orang malah lebih ga percaya sama gw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ga ngerti&lt;br /&gt;kenapa pas gw ngomong persis seperti yang lu pgn gw omongin, semuanya jadi ga menarik lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ga ngerti&lt;br /&gt;kenapa pas gw ngerasa jadi orang yg lebih baik, lu malah mencerca gw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i finally feel that i have re-invent myself&lt;br /&gt;God faced me with another riddle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought that i have re-found myself&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally lost again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-522662854350902821?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/522662854350902821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=522662854350902821&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/522662854350902821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/522662854350902821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/09/for-god-sake.html' title='for God sake'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-5784834018002154642</id><published>2007-08-31T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T05:42:15.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mau kemana</title><content type='html'>saat ini aku bingung mau kemana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pernah punya tujuan yang jelas&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku berbelok karena jalan itu roboh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pernah punya tujuan yang terencana&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku berhenti karena aku ragu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pernah punya tujuan yang pasti&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku memutar balik, bukan karena jalannya yang sungguh jelek, tapi karena aku tahu bahwa itu jalan buntu&lt;br /&gt;aku bisa lihat dibalik jalan yang buntu itu ada sesuatu yang sangat aku inginkan&lt;br /&gt;sesuatu yang sekali aku lihat, maka hal itu akan memenuhi ruang pikiranku, dan aku tidak sanggup untuk tidak menginginkannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sangat sangat menginginkannya&lt;br /&gt;sampai aku pernah menyusuri jalan itu padahal sudah tahu buntu&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin melihatnya dari dekat&lt;br /&gt;sampai aku tiba dekat sekali dengannya&lt;br /&gt;aku melihat dengan jelas&lt;br /&gt;ternyata memang sungguh indah, berkilauan namun tidak menyilaukan&lt;br /&gt;memuaskan, tapi hanya untuk sesaat&lt;br /&gt;karena setelah melihatnya lebih dekat, aku lupa kalau aku tidak bisa memperolehnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku manusia yang punya akal&lt;br /&gt;aku berbalik&lt;br /&gt;berbalik pulang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku kembali ke perempatan ini&lt;br /&gt;saat ini, aku di tengah perempatan jalan besar,&lt;br /&gt;dimana setiap jalan besar ada jalan-jalan kecil yang entah akan membawaku kemana&lt;br /&gt;dan tempat ini adalah titik awalku berjalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika tidak dipikir-pikir, memang rugi sekali, pernah jalan jauh ke jalan-jalan itu, tapi akhirnya kembali lagi kesini&lt;br /&gt;jika tidak dipikir-pikir, memang capek bolak-balik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku berpikir&lt;br /&gt;melalui jalan-jalan itu sama sekali tidak rugi&lt;br /&gt;aku jadi tahu jalan&lt;br /&gt;melalui jalan-jalan itu sama sekali tidak rugi&lt;br /&gt;aku jadi punya stamina&lt;br /&gt;melalui jalan-jalan itu sama sekali tidak rugi&lt;br /&gt;aku jadi pernah &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mengalami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sekarang aku bingung mau kemana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena aku sudah hapal banyaknya lubang di jalan a&lt;br /&gt;karena aku sudah tahu macetnya jalan b&lt;br /&gt;karena aku sudah tahu bahwa banyak polisi lapar di jalan c&lt;br /&gt;karena aku tahu betapa menakutkannya jalan d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang&lt;br /&gt;aku duduk bersila&lt;br /&gt;ditengah perempatan ini&lt;br /&gt;tidak kemana-mana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-5784834018002154642?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5784834018002154642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=5784834018002154642&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5784834018002154642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/5784834018002154642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/08/mau-kemana.html' title='mau kemana'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-7438374702689839772</id><published>2007-08-26T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T03:41:52.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>set of rules</title><content type='html'>this is new&lt;br /&gt;tentang what so called pacaran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemaren2 ngobrol ama seorang teman (bisi marah disebutin namanya ;p), and she told me her vision about it, and we discuss it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dari sejak kita lahir(1983), kita udah tau konsep pacaran itu kaya apa&lt;br /&gt;konsep yang everbody do that that way&lt;br /&gt;pacaran itu harus ada yg nyatain dulu, dan nanya "mau ga jadian sama gw?"&lt;br /&gt;lalu harus ada yg nerima ato nolak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu terciptalah sebuah kontrak&lt;br /&gt;yang gajelas batasan-batasannya&lt;br /&gt;gajelas kita boleh minta pacar kita ngapain&lt;br /&gt;yang pasti ada hubungan yang bisa dibilang saling menuntut satu sama lain&lt;br /&gt;minta jemputlah, minta berubahlah, minta dipeluklah, minta dibayarinlah&lt;br /&gt;dan kadangkala hal-hal kaya gitu jadi semacam kewajiban, tanpa ada persetujuan yang jelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo kita balik ke jaman dulu, i mean, ke jaman sebelum kita lahir, konsep pacaran itu ga seperti itu loh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mari kita balik ke yg paling dulu bgt&lt;br /&gt;gw pernah baca n nonton pride and prejudice, yg settingnya itu inggris sekitar tahun 1800-an&lt;br /&gt;dulu, seorang perempuan yg udah dewasa, terutama yg dari keluarga yg biasa-biasa aja, punya satu kegelisahan: menikah&lt;br /&gt;jadi jika di keluarganya ga punya keturunan laki-laki, dan orangtuanya meninggal, estate (rumah) keluarganya bakal dikasihin ke satu laki2 yg mungkin sama sekali ga dikenal, dengan suatu sistem (pemerintahan) tertentu yg agak rumit&lt;br /&gt;intinya: si anak perempuan HARUS menikah sebelum orangtuanya meninggal, kalo gamau homeless ato nasibnya terlunta-lunta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niway, jadi di jaman itu, kalo satu cowok bilang suka ama satu cewek, itu artinya cowok itu melamar cewek itu, alias ngajak nikah&lt;br /&gt;jadi ga ada apa yg namanya "pacaran"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mari kita agak maju ke jaman kakek nenek kita&lt;br /&gt;di jaman itu, di indonesia tercinta, banyak orang nikah dijodohin dgn orang yg belum kita kenal sama sekali, walopun mungkin udh liat orangnya, tp BELUM saling mengenal dan belum tau apakah akan get along very well ato ngga&lt;br /&gt;dan mereka mau-mau aja&lt;br /&gt;nurut-nurut aja dijodohin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi dijaman itu, juga gaada apa yg namanya pacaran, ada mungkin, tapi belum jadi konsep yg umumlah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lama kelamaan jaman mulai berubah&lt;br /&gt;orang-orang mulai nonton felm barat dan media lain yg promosiin budaya barat (eh ada lagunya lowh: leeelaki budaya barat, busyeet aku tertipu lagii, uow uoow..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not necessarily budaya barat sebetulnya, cuman ya adalah suatu pergeseran budaya itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang, udh kebentuk banget apa yg namanya "pacaran" itu seperti apa&lt;br /&gt;ada suatu set of rules&lt;br /&gt;kalo pacaran itu harus kaya yg disebutin diatas tadi&lt;br /&gt;bahkan sekarang mah lebih rumit, karena konsep pacaran udah bergeser lagi, melibatkan seks, keluarga, yang bikin jadi tambah ga jelas lagi batasannya itu apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi si temanku ini, punya satu state of mind yg sama sekali gabiasa, yaitu:&lt;br /&gt;menolak untuk pacaran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia pikir, pacaran dgn segala set of rulesnya&lt;br /&gt;i mean, dengan segala ketidakjelasan batasan pacaran&lt;br /&gt;she stated, why do we have to do that?&lt;br /&gt;di satu sisi, kalo dia pacaran, pasti pacarnya itu mengharapkan untuk memperoleh hal-hal yang biasanya didapatkan sama orang pacaran di budaya modern kita&lt;br /&gt;those set of rules!&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kalo dia pernah pacaran dgn orang laen sebelumnya, dia hampir pasti akan mengharapkan proses ato hal-hal yang pernah dia dapatkan sebelumnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan temenku ini, yg ga setuju sama those set of rules, mungkin gakan ngasi apa yg pasangannya harepin&lt;br /&gt;so jadi dia takut pacarnya itu kecewa, dan menyalahkan temenku ini karena ga melakukan kebiasaan orang pacaran&lt;br /&gt;dan dengan those set of rules, this unwritten law, dengan mudah si pasangan ini menunjukkan pada juri (dalam hal ini teman2nya) siapa yg salah dihubungan itu&lt;br /&gt;dan dgn mudah hakim (alias the modern society) menyatakan temanku ini: guilty by majority of judges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi visinya ga berenti disitu&lt;br /&gt;kenapa kita ga coba aja konsep lama, yaitu: langsung nikah aja&lt;br /&gt;jadi lebih jelas batasannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi jadi muncul beberapa defying notes:&lt;br /&gt;1. gimana mau nikah kalo belom tau bisa get along very well ato ngga?&lt;br /&gt;2. how about love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the answer:&lt;br /&gt;1. ya kenapa ga jadi temennya aja dulu (ini gw bgt), lets see how is it going, kalo temen kan masi jelas batasan-batasannya&lt;br /&gt;2. again, this is a matter of a choice, which i need to discuss with you guys about your choices&lt;br /&gt;ato kalo mau jawaban gampang: jodoh itu misteri, jodoh itu di tangan Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since its more healthier for body and soul, since its more religion friendly&lt;br /&gt;its a concept worth trying, dont you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-7438374702689839772?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7438374702689839772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=7438374702689839772&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7438374702689839772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/7438374702689839772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/08/set-of-rules.html' title='set of rules'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4962126771049727732</id><published>2007-08-13T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T04:34:16.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>curhat bebas para cowok yang biasanya tabu diceritakan</title><content type='html'>curhat ini bukan cerita tentang satu cewek, tapi tentang banyak cewek di dunia, jadi kalo ada yg pernah ngerasa ngomong kaya di bawah ini, maaf ya, omongan kamu cuman jadi contoh kok:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw suka ama dia&lt;br /&gt;tapi gw yakin 62% kalo dia ngga suka ama gw&lt;br /&gt;tapi gw masi punya 38% kemungkinan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw pernah bilang gw suka ama dia&lt;br /&gt;dia jawab makasih, semua orang punya kesan di hati gw&lt;br /&gt;berarti gw belom ditolak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw ajak dia nonton lewat sms&lt;br /&gt;dia ngga bales, besoknya dia bilang sori abis pulsa&lt;br /&gt;berarti dia antara mau ato ngga&lt;br /&gt;dan tololnya gw ga nanya lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang-kadang gw diajak pergi ama dia&lt;br /&gt;gw selalu bisa&lt;br /&gt;gw sering ngajak pergi dia&lt;br /&gt;dia kadang bisa kadang engga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw ngajak pergi malem minggu&lt;br /&gt;dia ga pernah bisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahai para cowok sadarlah, cewek kalo udah kayak gini udah jelas kalo dia ga suka ama lo, sampe kapanpun kalian ga akan pernah bisa dapetin dia, mendingan lo ibadah aja sama beramal yang rajin biar di Surga lu dapetin cewek ini (of course nanti mungkin lu punya banyak pilihan yang lebih baek), lu punya dua pilihan sekarang: jauhin, atau menderita selama hidup lu ngejer dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua pikiran ini buat gw sakit kepala karena gw bener-bener ga kepikiran gimana caranya biar gw ngga gondok terus-terusan dan akhirnya jadian ama dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan semakin sering gw mikir gw ngerasa gw tambah tolol dan banyak sel otak di kepala gw kebuang percuma buat mikirin ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw lalu banyak nonton pelm yang sedikit banyak mengindoktrinasi gw akan kemungkinan itu, walopun gw sadar kalo hal-hal kaya gitu cuman kejadian di pelm doang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya gw sampe ke satu keputusan kalo gw harus nyari cewek laen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa? kriteria gw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cewek itu ga harus cantik&lt;br /&gt;cewek itu ga harus seksi&lt;br /&gt;cewek itu ga harus kaya&lt;br /&gt;cewek itu ga harus kurus&lt;br /&gt;cewek itu ga harus dandan girlie&lt;br /&gt;cewek itu ga harus napsuin dan ngekos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kriteria gw cuman satu:&lt;br /&gt;gw butuh cewe yang nyambung ama gw&lt;br /&gt;tapi itulah yang susah&lt;br /&gt;sinilah gw jelasin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu, kalo gw lagi cerita, dengerin, liat muka gw&lt;br /&gt;kalo gw ngangguk-ngangguk, lu ngangguk ngangguk balik&lt;br /&gt;KALO GW LAGI CERITA, JANGAN SMS-AN ATO TELEPONAN&lt;br /&gt;intinya: dengerin-dengerin-dengerin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dua, dukung pilihan gw dong, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiga, baca bukulah sekali-kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empat, talk to me about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah.&lt;br /&gt;segitu aja cukup buat bikin gw betah.&lt;br /&gt;kalo cewek itu cantik, itu bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi susah banget yak cari cewek kaya gini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu btw, kalian pelit comment banget sih gw tau kalian baca&lt;br /&gt;remember, talk to me about anything, jangan pernah bingung mau ngomong apa ama gw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw seneng dan open about anything&lt;br /&gt;even about my religion&lt;br /&gt;walopun lu nanya, "pernah ga sulit ereksi pas lu udah ditempat tidur sama cewek yang lu sayang banget?", pasti gw jawab jujur kok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw sadar banget kalo blog gw keliatan pathetic karena gada yg comment dan kliatannya ga laku.&lt;br /&gt;tapi sebenernya gw ga gitu peduli gimana keliatannya blog gw, yang pasti gw seneng kalo ada yang bilang, "owh, i understand what you are talking about" atau "owh, we share the same feelings" atau bahkan "anu lu ternyata brengsek banget ya gw ga nyangka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feedback is entertaining&lt;br /&gt;feedback is empowering&lt;br /&gt;feedback makes me feel appreciated for what i've written, so i might gonna be really excited to write again&lt;br /&gt;feedback makes us richer than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, gw bener-bener ga maksa kalian comment ko (this also look pathetic i know)&lt;br /&gt;kalo gw lagi bego gw suka mikir, mungkin blog gw isinya emang ga menarik&lt;br /&gt;mungkin yang baca ga ngerti apaan sih maksudnya&lt;br /&gt;mungkin yang baca wanted to stay anonymous karena satu dan lain hal&lt;br /&gt;mungkin gw emang ga menarik dan emang gaada yang tertarik baca blog gw! huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kalo ada yang berpendapat jangan pernah nulis hal-hal yang pribadi di blog, i oppose them! i'm an open forum, i'm an empty paper&lt;br /&gt;dengan membicarakan hal-hal yang biasanya dianggap tabu, kita jadi pinter tentang itu, kita jadi tau&lt;br /&gt;kalo terus menerus dianggap tabu, kapan kita tau gimana caranya nge-handle hal yang tabu itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masalahnya, banyak orang menggunakan internet cuman mau baca doang&lt;br /&gt;cuman mau download doang&lt;br /&gt;tau ngga itu tuh artinya ngga ngehargain yang ngasih&lt;br /&gt;kalo download gratis, kasih rating kek di website itu&lt;br /&gt;kalo baca tulisan yang bagus, kasih comment kek&lt;br /&gt;kalo beli buku dan ternyata lu suka banget, kirim surat kek ke orang itu dan bilang lu suka&lt;br /&gt;(btw, dewi lestari itu tolol banget ga nyantumin alamat email di bukunya, gamau feedback apa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lama-lama gratisan yang diinternet bakal habis&lt;br /&gt;mereka mungkin akhirnya berpikir lebih baik budi mereka ditukar aja dengan uang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lama-lama gw tutup juga ni blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4962126771049727732?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4962126771049727732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4962126771049727732&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4962126771049727732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4962126771049727732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/08/curhat-bebas-para-cowok-yang-biasanya.html' title='curhat bebas para cowok yang biasanya tabu 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susah dari mereka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teman sejati adalah teman yang ada disaat saat kemenanganmu, memberimu selamat, ikut merayakannya bersamamu, dan berharap agar di kemudian hari kamu menang lagi dan lebih menang lagi dari sekarang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2432513023858070358?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2432513023858070358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=2432513023858070358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2432513023858070358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2432513023858070358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/08/champagne-for-real-friends-shams-for.html' title='champagne for real friends, shams for fake one'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-4128354513535944558</id><published>2007-08-13T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T04:44:16.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bank budi</title><content type='html'>tau apa yang namanya bank budi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw juga baru tau istilah ini setelah baca novelnya paulo cuelho, the zahir, meskipun gw udah aware akan konsepnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi bank budi itu sama seperti bank lain, kita bisa menabung, berinvestasi, atau juga bisa menarik hasil dari bank tersebut&lt;br /&gt;bedanya, apa yang disimpan di bank budi itu tidak berbentuk uang, tapi: budi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budi itu bisa jadi apa aja yang bisa kita kasih ke orang lain, dan seringnya berbentuk koneksi, informasi, atau bisa saja (jarang sekali) berbentuk barang atau uang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw berani bilang bank budi ini sangat penting buat semua orang di dunia ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak orang yang kurang aware sama pentingnya bank budi ini, mereka cuma mikir pendek tentang hasil yang bisa mereka dapet setelah mereka give someone a favor&lt;br /&gt;jadi didalam pikiran mereka, setiap memberi sesuatu ke orang lain, selalu secara otomatis mengkalkulasi "buat gw untungnya apa" dengan kecepatan per detik, sebelum mengatakan ya atau tidak kepada orang yang minta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perlu diingat, bahwa bank budi ini juga punya bunga&lt;br /&gt;dan seringkali bunganya jauh lebih besar daripada apa yg orang invest&lt;br /&gt;jadi saran gw, jangan pelit pelit untuk ngasi informasi, koneksi, i mean ngenalin orang yang mungkin bisa bantu kenalan kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inget juga, buat yang minta bantuan atau budi, jangan pernah lupa kalo kamu itu berutang&lt;br /&gt;dan jangan segan-segan buat bayar jika suatu hari yang pernah bantu kamu nagih budi kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita akan benar-benar kaya jika sering melakukan ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cobain deh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-4128354513535944558?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4128354513535944558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=4128354513535944558&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4128354513535944558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/4128354513535944558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/08/bank-budi.html' title='bank budi'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3084957400003219744</id><published>2007-07-10T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:28:42.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school for scoundrels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/RpPamXrFUsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kBPHF9-7izU/s1600-h/billy_bob_thornton1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/RpPamXrFUsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kBPHF9-7izU/s320/billy_bob_thornton1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085648756956025538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fall in love in the first sight when i see john heder in napoleon dynamite.&lt;br /&gt;he is funny by default, and i cant tell if he is acting or really doing he's thing!&lt;br /&gt;nah, critics ga terlalu suka sama film yang memang tidak booming ini, tapi gw suka.&lt;br /&gt;untuk yang mengharapkan drama komedi ringan ga perlu mikir, film ini pas banget buat jadi penghibur dikala galau karena patah hati.&lt;br /&gt;its got funny story, loser get he's revenge, loser get the hot nice chick, well everything you need when you're heart has turned into ashes and blown up by deadly tornado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacinda Barret cantik banget! australian bests! yah gw akuin emang ini film shallow ga bermutu, tapi everyone need a break, right? ga selalu kita harus mikir kaya nonton heroes tentang gimana ceritanya entar bakal berlanjut, padahal si tim kring juga sama pusingnya sama kita dikejar tayang or whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm gonna tell, its a happy ending movie! its even got alternate happy ending! like i said when i was young and brokenhearted: a movie is an another version of a disastrous life, in a movie human being can play God, create a happy version of his full of calamity real life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3084957400003219744?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3084957400003219744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=3084957400003219744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3084957400003219744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/3084957400003219744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/07/school-for-scoundrels.html' title='school for scoundrels'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/RpPamXrFUsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kBPHF9-7izU/s72-c/billy_bob_thornton1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-3158869299990463387</id><published>2007-07-10T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:11:28.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>transformers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/RpPYMnrFUrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/erbzYc_fRW4/s1600-h/transformers5_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 240px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/RpPYMnrFUrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/erbzYc_fRW4/s320/transformers5_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085646115551138482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think everybody that already watch this movie have the same opinion with me: the best movie of the year in its genre. kalo belum nonton maka harus nonton. special effects and animation by steven spielberg and michael bay, nobody's doubt this movie.&lt;br /&gt;dan ga cuman action animasi rumit doang yang disajiin film ini, tapi juga ada sisipan komedi dan romance yang menyegarkan disela-selanya.&lt;br /&gt;no more words. this movie both rawks and rawl!!!&lt;br /&gt;must see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-3158869299990463387?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/RpPYMnrFUrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/erbzYc_fRW4/s72-c/transformers5_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-943667456303980845</id><published>2007-07-10T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T11:25:13.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long live the car-crash-heart!</title><content type='html'>me who want to be something else&lt;br /&gt;me who want to be better but fall for the worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never wanted to be myself&lt;br /&gt;cause nobody like me when i am being myself a.k.a. selfish me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always get what i want&lt;br /&gt;there is no give up in my dictionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i am not always having what i want&lt;br /&gt;i dont stop trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not necessarily that way actually&lt;br /&gt;i give in sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is one thing never changed&lt;br /&gt;its the only thing that i cant never change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i ever said that i cant change anything about me&lt;br /&gt;i take it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can change to be anything but this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-943667456303980845?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/943667456303980845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=943667456303980845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/943667456303980845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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inggris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biasanya aku tidak percaya sama tisu&lt;br /&gt;aku yakin sama air&lt;br /&gt;tapi hari ini aku terpaksa duduk diatas tisu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melakukan tidak selalu karena ingin&lt;br /&gt;tapi tidak juga selalu karena terpaksa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berdua tidak selalu lebih bahagia&lt;br /&gt;sendiri juga tidak selalu kesepian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi salah berdua lebih baik daripada salah sendiri&lt;br /&gt;itu menjadikannya terasa lebih baik&lt;br /&gt;tapi tidak lebih benar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi tersenyum selalu lebih baik daripada cemberut&lt;br /&gt;betul? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2368590936719201711?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2368590936719201711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=2368590936719201711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2368590936719201711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/2368590936719201711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/07/ada-selalu.html' title='ada selalu'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-1227928731817131464</id><published>2007-06-28T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T09:25:44.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cant</title><content type='html'>cant kill if you dont have a knife&lt;br /&gt;cant read if you dont have an eyeglasses&lt;br /&gt;cant read a map if youre a girl&lt;br /&gt;cant listen when youre watching television if youre a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant go if you dont have a place to go&lt;br /&gt;cant nose-dig if you dont have upil&lt;br /&gt;cant pee if theres no bathroom&lt;br /&gt;cant go home if alone in your bedroom makes you galau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant sleep if you got something heavy in your mind&lt;br /&gt;cant call if you aint got something important to ask&lt;br /&gt;cant complain if youre singing "the best i ever had" so full of heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant moan if youre in a public place&lt;br /&gt;cant mock if you sing mew so like the real one&lt;br /&gt;cant stop thinking things that arent suppose to be think at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant relate if you dont understand the topic&lt;br /&gt;cant throw a joke if you cant tell it right&lt;br /&gt;cant hum "i want you to want me" cause john tucker's brother cant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant keep a commitment if cant see each other&lt;br /&gt;cant keep a commitment if cant talk to each other openly&lt;br /&gt;cant keep a commitment if cant change for each other sincerely&lt;br /&gt;cant be together if still hurting each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant be good if doesnt take the good side&lt;br /&gt;cant go for another relationship if cant take the valuable lessons openheartedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant go yet until another smoke&lt;br /&gt;cant love if you dont have a heart&lt;br /&gt;cant stop loving if you have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant forget if you see it over and over again&lt;br /&gt;cant get over if it keeps calling&lt;br /&gt;cant do that if youre heart dont want to&lt;br /&gt;cant stand to love again if i see her again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant change cause i just cant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-1227928731817131464?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1227928731817131464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=1227928731817131464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/1227928731817131464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/1227928731817131464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/06/cant.html' title='cant'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-6807333285419790259</id><published>2007-06-28T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T08:57:13.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>picture perfect</title><content type='html'>i saw a picture&lt;br /&gt;its a picture of you&lt;br /&gt;its so perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its not even close to the real one&lt;br /&gt;cause the real one moves&lt;br /&gt;cause the real one talks&lt;br /&gt;cause the real one listens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listens to my story&lt;br /&gt;listens to my bad english&lt;br /&gt;listens&lt;br /&gt;and smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile back at me&lt;br /&gt;nod back at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes sores&lt;br /&gt;talk too much&lt;br /&gt;type too much&lt;br /&gt;stare at the monitor too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less sleep&lt;br /&gt;too much cahun&lt;br /&gt;too much sweet tea&lt;br /&gt;too much moan&lt;br /&gt;too much hoping&lt;br /&gt;too much that i can contain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your picture perfect&lt;br /&gt;blinding me&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;too far away..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-6807333285419790259?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6807333285419790259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303010&amp;postID=6807333285419790259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6807333285419790259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303010/posts/default/6807333285419790259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuaja.blogspot.com/2007/06/picture-perfect.html' title='picture perfect'/><author><name>anu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261145703443494478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pxOmVZdHdXg/SMaOecXOacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lOtaI8w5hWE/S220/CIMG0132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303010.post-2253117014574208351</id><published>2007-06-28T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T08:48:57.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dont touch me</title><content type='html'>yesterday i got a ride&lt;br /&gt;a fun ride, really fun&lt;br /&gt;but there's something annoyed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its something that very unnoticable&lt;br /&gt;but it really annoyed me if i remember it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a dont touch me reaction&lt;br /&gt;hey, who want to touch you anyway!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not pushing you&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a pervert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sad if you see me that low&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303010-2253117014574208351?l=anuaja.blogspot.com' alt='' 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